Mark And Marcus: A BWWM MMF Interracial Story

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Mark And Marcus
A BWWM MMF Adventure

When Desiree and her husband Marcus go on vacation to rekindle their love life, they're looking forward to a week of sun, sand and margaritas. Their plans get turned upside down when they get involved with Sarah and Mark, a young white couple who are more than willing to help them spice up their love life.

When Sarah disrespects Desiree and makes it clear that she wants to steal her man, Desiree has an idea to turn the tables and beat Sarah at her own game... By using Marcus's not-so-secret desires to see her with another man, and Mark's lust for her, she's able to get them both into a hotel room for an interracial experience they'll never forget.

The only question is, will Sarah find out her husbands dirty little secret or will Desiree get her cake and eat it too?

This book contains explicit, detailed and graphic sex scenes involving multiple men and a single woman.


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Too insulted to respond, and resisting the temptation to grab the bitch by her weave and slam her head against the sink, I quickly turned around and walked out the door to grab my husband and get out of there. It was only as I approached the table that the thought occurred to me… maybe, just maybe, I could beat her at her own game.

Sitting down, I turned to Mark and flashed him a smile.

“Unfortunately Marcus and I need to go home now.” Ignoring the surprised comments by Marcus, I leaned in forward to continue. “If you want, you can stop by our hotel later for some fun. Just head up to room 121… Without Sarah. Make up whatever excuse you need to, but if you bring her I’m not even going to let you in. Come on, Marcus.”

Feeling reckless because of all the drinks, I stood up without even looking back to head outside. I sensed Marcus following me, and as I got out the door I felt his hand on my shoulder.

“What was that about?” He asked, seeming shocked but not angry.

“You know damn well what it was about Marcus, you want to see another man fuck me and you always have. Well tonight, you’re going to get what you want. You might even be able to join in…”

I could see him struggling to come up with an answer, but I didn’t wait for it. He wanted to fuck me badly, and no amount of moral issues were going to get in the way of that. Men are simple.

When we finally arrived back at the hotel, Marcus sat down on the bed as if in a trance, his eyes focused on me as I got out of my high heels, slipped out of my dress and walked to the bathroom. I paused in the doorway for a moment, enjoying the transfixed look on his face as I unhooked my bra and slowly slid my thong down my legs, before flicking it off my foot at him and heading in for a shower. I let the hot water run over my body, easing my worries and making it easier to fantasize about what was to come. The idea of fucking another man in front of Marcus was turning me on more than I had ever imagined. I’d let him join in, of course.

Stepping out of the shower, I glanced at Marcus and was surprised to see a noticeable bulge in his pants. He was already hard, but I didn’t have much time to think about it before there was a loud knock on the door.

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