Secret Desires

Her long brown hair was gathered into a messy bun as she sat at the dining room table staring at her laptop.

On the screen was the social media page of Kendra Lyle an influencer who made videos on various topics from skincare to health and fitness.

The social media star's thick curly hair was held back by a headband with a yellow ribbon. She had this sexy innocence to her that intrigued most men and even women which explained her over 300 thousand followers across multiple platforms.

Ashlyn smiled as she stared at one picture of Kendra in a bikini. It was from Kendra's most recent visit to the Bahamas where she went to visit her parents.

The oven beeped. Ashlyn looked up and saw the timer on the stovetop flashing. The lasagna was ready to come out.

She left the table and walked barefoot to the kitchen. The oven mitt was readily available next to the stove on the counter.

She slipped her delicate right hand inside the mitt, opened the oven door, and inhaled the amazing aroma.

She pulled out the pan and placed it on a rack to cool. It wouldn't be long before her handsome husband Chima would arrive home from a long day of business dealings.

His successful career as a commercial realtor kept him busy and also allowed her a comfortable life. She heard the notification of the security system when the door opened. His footsteps sounded and stopped. She knew he had most likely removed his shoes.

They kept a small rack in the foyer for their shoes. Chima's mother had a long practice of not tracking the dirt from outside into the house.

She smiled as she watched him walk over to her. His stature was that of a warrior. When he wasn't working hard on the job or spending time with her or their new baby girl, he was at the gym perfecting his body. It was how they met.

She worked at the gym as a clerk and he noticed her breathtaking blue eyes. After weeks of flirting, he asked her out. A year later, they were married.

His soft brown lips pressed onto her soft peach lips. He paused to admire her and smiled, "smells nice and I'm starving."

She rubbed his chest, "Why don't you get out of this suit and I'll fix you a plate of food."

"Ummm, I'll do just that."

Just before she opened the cabinet, her cell phone buzzed. It was a message from her mother, "Simone is fine. I'll keep her until the morning."

"Thanks, mom," I'll see you tomorrow after I run errands. It's great having mom close by, she thought.

After her father and mother divorced, her mother moved to Tampa to be closer to her and her baby.

She took two plates out of the cabinet and set them down and quickly reached for a spatula out of the drawer.

The lasagna was so cheesy, that she had to use her finger to break it apart from the rest of the casserole. She knew Chima loved his lasagna extra cheesy.

Her phone flashed. It was a notification from Kendra. She unlocked her phone and watched the live video.

Kendra was a chameleon in terms of her looks. One moment she'd look like a Librarian and the next she'd look like an international vixen.

In the video, her hair was blown straight which flowed past her shoulders. Her lips were stained in dark red and pink ombré. And she wasn't wearing her large-frame eyeglasses.

She wore a fitted black dress, silver heels, and beautiful hoop earrings which had serious bling.

"Hello, beautiful people. I just wanted to hop on right quick to show you this look." She placed the phone on a stand and modeled for the viewers. "I'm going on a date!"

Ashlyn typed, "You look so hot!!!"

Kendra stared at the screen and saw Ashlyn's comment, "Thanks, Ashlyn."

Ashlyn's mouth opened and she screamed, "She said my name!"

Chima entered the kitchen, "What's all the excitement about?" He asked as he took his plate.

"Kendra gave me a shot out!"

He huffed, "Why do you waste your time watching those influencers? Their lives are not real. They want to paint an illusion that they are perfect."

She didn't argue. She turned off the live, grabbed her food, and went to the table.

He saw the look on her face, "Babe, don't be mad."

She sighed, "I'm not mad. Let's just enjoy our dinner. Oh, my mom is keeping Simone tonight."

He grinned, that means we can work on baby number two."

Her left eyebrow rose, "Chima, Simone is not even a year old—"

"We started late. I'm sure you'd rather just have all the kids back to back and get it over with...like my mother did."

She nodded.

*****

After a warm shower, they stood in front of the mirror. She brushed her silky brown hair. He sniffed a few strands, "You're so beautiful,"

One hand cupped her full breasts as he drizzled kisses down her neck. She hummed in delight.

His hand traveled down. The index finger polished her sweet swollen pearl.

He was ready for another child. He waited until he was thirty-six to have his first child and wanted two more before he turned 40. Will tonight be the night? He wondered.

They walked into the bedroom. He lifted her and set her on the soft mattress. Slowly she leaned back and cried out in pleasure as he tasted her honey.

"Oh my god, Chima, so good baby."

Once her leg shook, he stepped back and held her in his gaze.

She caressed him with her eyes. His body was chiseled to perfection and that bed snake dangled past his mid-thigh. At its fullest capacity, its girth looked as if it would ruin a new cunt. The veins made his cock look like the top of a Snickers bar.

He stroked it with his right hand. As if she needed him to get any harder than he was. He stepped closer. She took a deep breath, after a year, I should be used to him.

When the girls in college talked about big black cock, she often wondered if it was a lie.

She dated two black men in college and unfortunately, they were no bigger than any other cocks she had handled. But Chima proved the myth to be true. Or was he an exception?

Nevertheless, he not only had a sizable dick but he was highly proficient at the art of fucking.

She licked her lips as he inserted. His mighty stroke drove her insane. It was a good thing that the baby was at her mother's. Her cries would have certainly startled the child and sent her into a crying frenzy.

Chima was in the zone and she knew that look in his eyes meant it was time.

"Babe, no, ayyyyyyy, fuck!"

It was too late. She was in the air bouncing up and down his long pole.

He showed no mercy. Not only was his stroke long, but his stamina on a bad night would make an experienced woman beg for mercy.

Her body trembled. His cock finally spurted and filled her center.