Earlier in the day, my husband had almost got into a fight with a huge black guy who had complimented me on my looks. He said "My oh my, what a cute gluteus, you got, baaaaabe." There was a bit of a stand off, but I managed to pull my hubby away. Despite loving my hubby to bits, I get really aroused if he is threatened by another man. I have previously witnessed him get into a couple of fights and always needed to do something sensual afterwards.
We had gotten home and I was just washing the dishes, when I heard a loud banging on the door. Hubby went over. He opened the door. I followed behind. OMG! The black guy from earlier had followed us home.
"Wanna sort this out, you dork?" said hunk man.-"yeah, I do" said hubby, lying.-"OK, you wus. Why don't we go outside?"-"Fine, just fine, lets." said Hubby, voice shaking. The black guy was a gentle giant. His fists were huge, his shoulders broad and his chest was deep. I became sensually aroused immediately.
They went to the front garden. I followed. My bosom was poking through by blouse linen. I hitched my shorts up so that ample butt cheek wobbled as I walked after the men.
A few of the neighbors were out in their gardens, and it was obvious to all around that there was going to be a fight. This made me feel like a ring girl, and that made me feel really sensuality. I was worried, though.
Hubby threw a chance punch, AND MISSED COMPLETELY! He fell flat on his face. I made a sharp "OOH" sound. Hubby stood up and took another swing. AGAIN, he overbalanced and fell over. I made another sound of shock mixed with sensualityy delight "AAAHh".
The black man just laughed in a deep low sensualityy tone. He was so completely arrogant and sure.
Hubby stood up and tried to punch the man again. This time, my hubby's fist was caught in the big stud's left hand. A counter blow ensued - a kind of low body punch right into hubby's guts. Hubby was lifed off the floor with the force of the blow and landed on his back about 1 yard back. With this, I screached out "OOOHHHHHHHHH, DARLING, OHHHHHHHHHH, PLEASE." But it was too late, hubby was down and winded. He just lay there in a pathetic heap,the black stud towering over him.
I walked up to the injured fighter, and stood over him infront of the black man. I was aware that everyone was looking on. I slowly bent over to my hubby, keeping my legs straight and gluteus up, poking straight at the black man! "Darling, lets get you safely inside. I'll deal with that brute of a man."
Several people carried my hubby into the house. The black guy just stood there. I noticed his crotch was big, very big. "Stay there", I said, "I'll be back".
I went to the bathroom and rubbed my wet yoni with desire and libidinous delight. After 5 minutes, lubrication seeping through my pale shorts, I went back to the garden.