Vivian Laaning Ch 15

When Nigel woke up that Saturday morning, he heard Vivian snoring which clued him in as to his whereabouts. He had raised his head and he looked down to see Vivian's appetizing ass. Apparently this had been his pillow and the thought brought a smile to his face. As he stared down at her gorgeous white derrière, he saw her anus gape and immediately contract simulating a wink. The erection he had awakened up with, instantly hardened. As far as he was concerned, he had no option but to snuggle back into her rear end cleavage and start licking her ass hole and her surrounding perianal and perineum.

Vivian was experiencing a sexually explicit dream consisting of a fantasy of being engaged in a gangbang with countless number of men; both black and white plus even an oriental! She couldn't discern whether she had come as a willing participant having consented or whether she was a victim coerced or threatened into such depravity. In any case the action and her sensations were thrilling and very vivid.

Vivian could feel a cock in her hand. She opened her eyes and realized that she actually in fact did have a cock in her hand and was inadvertently stroking it! Not only that but she could feel a tongue drooling and licking her ass hole! She then felt the tongue pierce into her rectum and she gasped. By now almost fully awake she was cognizant of her circumstances and she had the presence of mind to pant out a verbal acknowledgment of the correct partner:

"Oh Nigel! That feels so good!"

Nigel grunted:

"Happy to oblige!"

"That is so good Nigel my love. I feel so tingly inside. However I can feel that your cock is so nice and very hard."

"Your hand is doing a fine job!"

Vivian giggled at the pun he most likely intended. Still she continued with her present agenda:

"But do you think you could stop what you're doing?"

"Why! Don't you like what I'm doing?"

"Of course silly. It's just that then I can get up on my knees and raise my bummy a little bit."

"Oh yes Vivian I understand your thinking. That way I could worship your ass better."

Vivian giggled some more as that was not what she was intending. So she spelled it out for him:

"No silly boy. What I mean is that you can then shove your monster cock in my pussy. I would be very happy if you would do that."

"But aren't you happy at what I'm doing?"

"Yes of course my dearest Nigel, but I would be happier if you do what I ask. I'm so very wet inside and your cock would alleviate the situation."

"Alleviate the situation? I thought you were just interested in some good old fashioned fucking."

By this time, Nigel had stopped licking her ass and Vivian had elevated herself to a forty-five angle. She was then wiggling her ass to invite an instant attack. She replied:

"If you didn't know it before my black stud muffin, but by definition good old fashion fucking alleviates all situations."

And then dropping her voice to her husky sultry voice Vivian continued:

"Quit stalling Nigel my love. You know I need your cock in me and I need it right now."

At this point in time, lust overtook Nigel's brain and his desire to continue the light hearted banter with Vivian ceased. Wordlessly, he positioned himself on his knees, behind Vivian's raised rump. Vivian reached underneath between her thighs to grab his cock and guide it into her soaking wet cunt. As soon as she could sense his cock in her, she let out a huge satisfactory sigh. She then blurted out:

"Oh yes Nigel! I'm happy now! Keep fucking me. Don't stop! Give it to me! Give it to me hard!"

In fucking her doggy style, Nigel had maintained proper balance on his knees. That gave him the easy leverage to bend down over her to successfully touch her breasts. As he was mauling her breasts, Vivian encouraged:

""Oh yes baby! That feels good; soooo good! Keep squeezing my boobs! Pinch my nipples! Pinch them hard! I love it!"

Then when Nigel did pinch her nipples harder than he would have originally intended she squeaked in a high pitch. Her squeak though was not a signal of pain but one of exhilaration. Vivian confirmed the same by gasping:

"Oh yes! Yes! Yes! That's it Nigel! That's how I like it!"

Since he had manhandled her tits more forcefully than he thought would be proper, he abruptly stopped when he heard her squeak. He was not reassured by her affirmative declaration and so he straightened himself upwards letting go of her breasts. In doing so he caught sight of her undulating buttocks. Her ass cheeks were alternating between contracting inwards and expanding outwards. That movement had the effect of jiggling her ass.

He couldn't determine if her action was involuntary or directly induced. In any case the sight was more exotic than he could have imagined. It was a complete turn on for him as if he had not been turned one enough. In fact it was too much as he groaned mightily and inadvertently started ejaculating.

Vivian instantly knew he was cumming but she wasn't quite there yet. And she instinctively knew she would suffer some god awful cramps if he would stop fucking her. So she begged:

"Oh Nigel I'm close, so close, but I'm not there yet. If you can't keep fucking me turn me over and stick as many fingers as you can into my cunt and finish me off that way. Please Nigel baby. Please..."

Ever the gentleman, eager to please his lady love, Nigel gallantly continued fucking her even after he had quit spurting. However a throbbing pain instantly overcame him and he could sense his cock was starting to wilt. So he withdrew his cock and flipped her over onto her back as she had suggested.

He formed his four fingers and thumb into a spear to penetrate her vagina. He was a little surprised at how far in he could get and she did not tell him to stop. He also bent down to give some tongue action on her clit. With his free hand he reached over and resumed mauling her breasts.

Vivian grunted now in earnest. She placed the heel of her free leg on his back. She was twirling her hand in his hair to encourage him and to deliver a message of gratitude. She moved her hips in sync with his hand fucking. Her mind went into overload as she reached her climax in under a minute from the start of his hand manipulation. And she screamed out her exquisite orgasm:

"Oh Gawd! That's it. Thank you Nigel! Thank you! Thank you..."

Vivian was panting up a storm and perspiring copiously. But then wonders of wonders she saw that Nigel was sporting a brand new erection! So she joyfully cried out:

"Oh my Gawd Nigel! You're big again! What a beautiful sight."

"It always happens whenever I eat pussy! And this was just like the same to my mind!"

"Well Nigel, you know what they say?"

"What?"

"A super hard erection is a terrible thing to waste."

"Who says that?"

"I think it's an ancient Chinese proverb. Probably something Confucius would have said when he was getting old."

Amazingly despite this tripe banter, Nigel was able to maintain his erection. During this banal chatter Vivian had moved to a comfortable position to allow herself to easily give him great head. Accordingly, she popped his engorged cock in her mouth and deep throated him. She bobbed up and down his shaft a few times and then took it out of her mouth to say:

"Mmmm you sure are yummy Nigel my love. I trust you'll be able to provide me some cream before we actually have some traditional breakfast fare."

And she resumed her blow job at a slow tantalizing pace. Nigel managed to reply:

"Oh yeah Vivian baby that's so good. And yes Vivian you don't have to worry about being shortchanged on your cream. In addition to having big cocks we black studs are noted for sufficient stamina to satisfy even the most demanding of our female partners."

Vivian was sucking his cock at such a slow and deliberate pace that she could continue this latest banter with Nigel in between trips along the breadth of his phallus. So she asked in her patented sultry voice:

"Oh so I'm demanding am I? You're the one who asked me out."

Nigel grunted out his responses while thrilling to Vivian's blow job:

"Yes but you're the one who was advertising your availability."

"No I was merely indicating a fact about my boobs"

"But such fact surely is open for subjective debate."

"Apparently I passed your inspection."

"Oh yah Vivian! Your rack is something to behold for sure!"

"Well Nigel my darling you're no slouch in the male package department either."

"Happy to please!"

"Oh yes you please me mightily!"

Vivian continued to slide her mouth up and down on Nigel's cock getting it slippery wet with her saliva. Their libido now took over and their frivolous chatter ceased to be replaced by grunts, moans, sighs and heavy breathing. Finally Nigel reached climax and was spurting load after load of his sperm into her mouth.

This time as soon as she felt the first burst of cum splatter against the back of her throat she was not deprived of her pleasure. The smell and the taste of his sperm triggered a delicious orgasm for her. As she was forced to continuously swallow his cum to avoid spilling it out of her mouth, her mind was spinning. She felt like she was on an imaginary merry-go-round but not quite seated on any of the horses.

She kept his cock in her mouth for some time. She did not let it escape even as it was naturally wilting. After she had recovered from her euphoria, she sat up and stretched out her arms saying:

"That's a wonderful start of a day! Hungry Nigel? I can whip us up some pancakes and sausage."

"Sounds good."

Thus, Vivian and Nigel started a raw hedonistic love affair. They fucked as frequently as the proverbial rabbits or minks. They fucked at any and all occasions they managed to get together. Nigel was blown away about how sexual Vivian was. It seemed to him totally incongruent with her intelligence and her serious pursuit of higher education. There was nothing in sexual activity she had an aversion to; she was willing to try anything. In fact she was willing to try things that he would vehemently reject; one example water sports.

The other thing about Vivian that was totally unsettling was her promiscuity. Although she appeared to be tremendously attracted to him and was willing to have sex with him on any and all occasions she was not exclusive to him. This problem reared its ugly head when he discovered her infidelity to him in a somewhat similar manner on how Erin Falconbridge had learned of Vivian's infidelity with her.

Nigel had gone back to his hometown, Charlotte, NC, for a weekend to attend his parents' 25th wedding anniversary party. When he returned to Madison by prior arrangement on the following Tuesday after classes he was at Vivian's apartment for some sex. They started in a usual fashion for them with Vivian on her knees still fully clothed giving head as he was standing beside the bed also fully clothed. It was their customary foreplay.

As he started to ejaculate in her mouth, he happened to turn his head and spotted what he hadn't seen before. It appeared to be a cardigan seemingly exclusively suitable for males, casually strewn over a chair in the room. Whether or not it was an article of clothing suitable for either sex, he knew it wasn't his nor did it appear to belong to Vivian as far as he knew of her wardrobe. So he lurched to it thereby per force his cock was removed from her mouth in mid climax causing the last of his spurting sperm to strike her on her cheeks and on her closed eyelids. He picked the article of clothing up and pointing it at Vivian bellowed in a very angry tone:

"What's this?"

Vivian was naturally busy clearing the mess on her face and so was momentarily non plussed at this unusual ending to her blow job. Once she had gotten rid of the cum on her eyes she could see what he was about. She perceived a déjà moment and was thinking to herself that she ought to take better care of hiding evidence of extracurricular sexual activity to avoid ugly confrontations like she sensed this one was going to be. So characteristically she replied in a timid voice:

"It would appear to be a cardigan, Nigel."

"I know that! But it's not mine nor does it seem to belong to your wardrobe."

"Quite! My guess is that it must belong to the gentleman visitor I entertained here last Saturday night. He must have forgotten it upon his departure. I imagine he'll probably contact me to reclaim it soon; he has my card."

"Gentleman you entertained? You mean you fucked a guy! Right here in this room, in this bed?"

"I wish people would use some more euphemisms to soften confrontations. I mean 'entertain' is a gentler way to describe my

recent activity than that harsh vulgar word you just used."

"You're dodging the issue Vivian. How could you do this to us?"

"To us? What do you mean us? We're not married, we're not engaged. Hell we're not even in an exclusive relationship."

"How can you say that we're not in a relationship? What do you mean we're not committed? We've been together exclusively for the past five months."

"Hah! If we're in a committed relationship you would have invited me to your parents' wedding anniversary party and I would have accepted."

"But you would have been the only white person of your age at the party. You would have been uncomfortable."

"Oh so we're playing the race card are we? You should be ashamed of yourself Nigel. You know that I don't give a damn about the fact that you are black and I'm white. As I see it you have German blood through your grandfather and I have German blood through my mother. We are both Americans and college students. We have more in common than the disparity of the color of our skins would otherwise suggest. I would not have been uncomfortable at your parents' party; I would have been proud to have been introduced as your girlfriend."

At this point the sting of his outrage at Vivian was blunted as Nigel realized at the hypocrisy of his anger. The fact was he had a long established date for his parents' party and he had fucked her that night. So he was in no position to cast stones. He thus, lamely replied:

"My parents' party was planned long in advance before I met you. I had a date set, a family friend whom I had known for many years. That's why I couldn't ask you."

"Oh wow Nigel. You were not exclusive after all either. Did you fuck your date? Oh no don't answer, I have no right to ask it in any case. Besides it is of no concern to me."

Nigel replied:

"Are you suggesting then that you engaged in revenge fucking to get even with me for not inviting you."

Vivian realizing that she had now gained an upper hand in their discussion and so she did not want to relinquish her advantage. She stated matter-of-factly:

"No not at all Nigel. The point is I was invited to a party in your absence. The party was a lot of fun and I struck up a delightful conversation with a guy. I invited him to my apartment and I had a good time.

"The further point is that as I see it, this is the only time in my life that I have the opportunity for unfettered fun. As a child, in addition to my school work education, I had lots of chores to do at our family farm. I milked four cows by hand twice a day every day since I was twelve years until I became nineteen. The only exception to that chore occurred when I became ill for about eight months while I was seventeen.

"I intend to become a lawyer and no doubt I'll be working hard thereafter. Law school will not likely be any picnic either. So these years of my undergraduate studies at UW will most likely be my most carefree years of my existence. My only responsibility is to obtain good grades so I can go to law school and I'm not derelict in that duty.

"So I believe that a day without fucking is simply a day without fucking, and it can not be made up. In other words if I didn't fuck last Saturday, fucking you now today would not make up for that lost opportunity. And fucking you today is immaterial as to whether I fucked on Saturday. It just means that today is a day I'm lucky enough to have fucked as opposed to a day like yesterday where I've missed fucking.

"The bottom line is I would like to continue as we are, but without the implied or explicit stipulation that we should be or must be monogamous."

Nigel was absolutely stunned by her stated attitude towards sex and her lifestyle. It seemed to him to be too lewd and licentious for a substantial woman to embrace. He also considered that his feelings were possibly sexist but he couldn't deny them. Finally he also realized it was not like he was or had been seriously contemplating a permanent life long commitment with her. And he couldn't deny that the sex with her was absolutely terrific.

With such thoughts Nigel put his anger in the back burner and agreed to Vivian's suggestion to an open relationship. And so the day was saved for some further good fucking notwithstanding the presence of a foreign cardigan as a reminder of Vivian's other lover. Unfortunately there was another fly in the ointment of a smooth relationship.

Nigel and Vivian had became a visible item at the campus of the school. They were seen together so frequently that their friends and acquaintances could no longer recall who either one of them had previously dated. It seemed like they had been together forever. Amongst the mutual company of their friends and acquaintances, their relationship was viewed without reservation. However the same attitude was not prevalent in the rest of the school community.

Although University of Wisconsin like all major universities had the reputation of being liberal and racially tolerant, still it was evident that lots of their fellow students looked askance at their appearances together. Since she was interminably bullied and taunted while she was in high school albeit for different reasons, Vivian was unperturbed by the perceived censure they experienced. However this pervasive unfriendly atmosphere bothered Nigel a lot.

This never-ending negative climate had a deleterious effect on how Nigel viewed Vivian. He resented what he presumed to be or sensed to be the attitude of whites that he was not good enough to enjoy the pleasures of a beautiful white woman. In his mind he thought: 'Hell she's not that beautiful and she is a whore to boot'. With such poisonous thoughts his regard for her started sinking. Now he started to wish to engage in some humiliation in their sexual activities.

Nigel had frequently extolled her sexuality with his present room mate, Khalil Ford. Like Hooker, Khalil was a fellow engineering student, but unlike Hooker, he was black. But now Nigel more often than not complained about her lewdness. Nigel had an occasion to point out Vivian to Khalil, who instantly took a liking to her appearance and formed a desire to fuck her himself.

With Nigel's developing bitterness towards Vivian, Khalil saw his opportunity. He suggested to Nigel that they should do a threesome with Vivian. He further suggested that considering the perceived notion of Vivian's wantonness she probably would not refuse. Nigel like the idea. In his mind only scatterbrained sluts and whores would engage in such depravity. He intuitively felt that Vivian would agree to participate, and that this would satisfy his new found interest in humiliating her.

Accordingly Nigel introduced Khalil to Vivian during a lunch date shortly thereafter. Sure enough when the two men proposed a threesome, Vivian happily agreed to indulge. She was so eager at the idea that she suggested the following Saturday night at her apartment for the event, and she promised it would be special. The two men had no clue as to what she intended, but they sensed that the evening would be special indeed.

Vivian was definitely thrilled by the prospect of a threesome. If the truth were to be told she was getting somewhat jaded with sex with Nigel. He was so unimaginative and resisted to even the mildest forms of kinky sex. Thus when she now met Khalil, who appeared to be very yummy in her eyes, she jumped at the opportunity and she did indeed envision an exciting evening.