An Update Story

Hello, This is my attempt at getting my husband Pete to start sending in his journal again, he still writes it, but he refuses to send it in due to a few that hate his writing or hate what we do, how we live our lives, or even hate which section to put that chapter in, he started putting it in the section based on what happened in that chapter, but that it seems was wrong, then he just left it in Loving Wife section, because no matter what happens in any chapter-

I love him, I love my husband Peter, and I love black cock too!

Having said that, this is me, Jessica, telling a recent friend I met overseas, about a risky episode that I went through, my friend isn't in my profession so is interested! So, this by a series of emails I sent:

You are asking, "Did they fuck Jess together?" this you asked of Pete, so I will tell the story!

You asked? Well, first, you know what my job is? Well, what am I training to be? A senior school teacher.

The younger of the two was a student who, having just sat his last exam, had in all respects finished school. He had a schoolboy crush on me, or so I thought.

I'd seen him in the mixed changing room at the swimming baths/sports hall I use several times; (At school he often came out with inappropriate questions or suggestions, things like, was I wearing panties or a thong? Or come to school without any on!)

Anyway, this one time in the changing room, which is unisex, he stole my panties from under the cubicle door. I darted out the door to stop him, & my towel fell, exposing my 34d boobs to him. & he managed, to get a photo of my bare boobs.

Later, leaving the sports hall, I'd just gotten back into my car, it was a mini, & he ran over to the driver's door & bent down to speak. When I slid open the window I asked for my panties back, he said maybe later & I should follow him to some local woods where he'd return them!.

Of course, I didn't go & want home without my underwear on, my sports bra in my bag, he had my panties in his pocket, & when I got home I was so hot, so wet & horny, I got George out & had a good session on my own.

There is more to tell, a lot more!

As I said, I returned home without my underwear, bra in my bag with a damp costume/towel, etc., & young master Kevin had my panties! Later that same evening I had a text from him; I had no idea how he knew my number (only found out a day later that he copied it on his last day in school).  Anyway, in the text he asked me if I wanted my panties back. I was shocked at the damn nerve of this young boy, and of course, I didn't answer him that first time.

But the very next evening, after going to bed early & having just finished talking with Pete, who was on tour somewhere in the south of England, another text arrived that read, "I need another of your thongs, miss, these are real dirty now, Look! A photo followed.

That picture showed an impressive-looking hard black cock that had cum a load into my stolen thong! Looking at that big cock and the amount of creamy cum there in my panties, I could barely believe my eyes.

I start getting hot & horny. I roll towards the bedside unit & get George from the drawer. I was already wet, & I lay there, pleasuring myself and looking at the photo whilst easing the tip of George just into the folds of my wet pussy.  It didn't take me too long before I was plunging the whole thing in & out, building up surprisingly quickly to the first of the three orgasms that both big black cocks gave me that night. I'd gotten so tired I fell asleep until the alarm went off at 0730.

At lunchtime & I was chatting with another teacher in the staff room when I received the next text from this ex-student, I say 'ex', but officially he doesn't leave school for another 3 weeks when school closes at the end of term, but it's accepted practice once a student completes all his exams, hands in all paperwork, school property, etc., then they're allowed not to attend school any further, and so became an ex-student of mine!

The text said, "Meet me at the sports hall at 4.30, right after school." I ignored it!

Just as I pulled the car onto our driveway at 4.45, I got another that read, "You coming, Miss? I'm here waiting for you now!"

This is where I made my 1st mistake. I texted him back, saying,

"Stop!--my husband's home!"

He wasn't yet but would be by about 8 pm, then we'd go out for dinner! Almost straight away another text said, "When then? I want to see your tits again miss." I ignored that one!

Later in bed with Peter, he had made love to me as best he could using his skillful tongue on my bald pussy, & with George's help, I achieved orgasm twice, now with Pete asleep beside me, and I was contemplating using George again when yet another text pinged my phone.

Thankfully, Peter is sound asleep & didn't wake!

I opened messages on my phone. It was an MMS, a picture of a large hard black cock, taken in the front seat of a car, his jeans undone & lowered to midthigh, the cock lying towards his stomach, I thought it to be 6"-7" & thick, much longer plus thicker when compared to Peter's 4.5" little man. I was getting wet again & got out of bed, taking George with me headed downstairs.

Sat on the sofa and looked again at the picture, I made the 2nd mistake by texting him back, saying,

"That's not your cock; it can't be!" His return text said,

"You wanna bet me teach? How about a meet right now, & I'll prove it!"

I replied, "It's late, gone midnight, and everyone is asleep!" By return, I got "Outside in 5 minutes, I'll show you."

Thought this was so stupid, but I wanted to see if he was telling me the truth. I mean, a boy of that age can't really be that big yet surely?

So on to mistake number 3, I text him saying,

"Okay, but just to see you prove it!"

I moved to the front door, took a long coat off the hook & slipped it over my naked body, put a pair of trainers untied on my feet, and silently stepped out. His car waited by the curb. I walked down, and he opened the passenger door. Getting in, I expected him to just show me his hard cock, but once I was in the car he released the brake, rolling quietly away down the hill. I, of course, said,

"Where are you going? I can't go anywhere, not with you at this time of night!" Kevin told me that.

1) "We can't be seen parked outside your place while you admire my cock now can we teach? That wouldn't be right.

2) I'm just going to M**** car park; no one's there at this time of night; 10 minutes only teach, just gonna make you believe me, that's all!

3) I knew as soon as you came out your front door, you were gonna show me your lovely titties again teach!"

By then we had stopped in a darkened car park by a local beach with dunes, he switched off the engine & told me to "open my coat, show me those tits again".

Suddenly the thought of obeying him, exposing my naked body to this young confident, somewhat bossy black man excited me, & I also wanted to shock him as well because he didn't know I was naked under the coat, so I slowly undid the four buttons then sat back holding the coat closed with one hand & pulling the edge to show just the one boob, his hands stopped undoing his jeans, the one hand moved to pull the coat open sliding that hand to cup a boob, tweaking my hardening nipple as he did, and when the second hand came to open the coat wide and he saw that I was naked, at 1st stunned, then said:

"You're a fucking slut teach, a beautiful fucking slut!"

He was tweaking both nipples now rock hard. He leaned towards me, taking a nipple, kissing my boob & nibbling my nips, then suddenly stopped, yanking his jeans down to nearly his knees and saying,

"Teach, you gotta see what you do to me, here look!"

I'm now looking at a beautiful, hard 7"+ cock, rock hard, I had to touch it, I reach for it, I stroke it. I flood I'm so wet!, and I got the urge to simply lean over for a closer look, I want so much to watch it spurt cum all over the place. I want to see how much there is.

Pete, I know only dribbles a little watery stuff. If the photo of my panties were true, then this would be wonderful. He says,

"Get yer mouth around that slut, go on teach, you want to, so do it teach, suck that big dick!"

I refused that time, telling him,

"I'm not fucking you, sucking you, or anything like that; I just want to see you cum!"

At that, my hand, fingers barely able to join around his thickness, masturbated him until he did just that. He moaned out. He was cumming and leaning forward so as not to miss seeing it shoot out. It shot off, reaching 3-4-5" into the air before covering my right hand, fingers covered in his jizz, his belly, and pubic hair all coated in goo!

I sat up, & said, "I have to get back; they'll be missing me,"

but he replied,

"Teach you gotta clean this mess up, here use these,"

he said, handing me my own panties, they already had cum on them. I took them and used them as best I could but couldn't help getting more on my fingers; he got tissues out of a pack and finished himself, saying,

"Better take them back to wash, next time bring me some clean ones, or you better learn to just swallow!"

I told him straight that this was a one-off, never happening again!

Back outside the house, there were no other lights to be seen, only a side lamp by the sofa.

As I managed to get out of the car holding my coat closed, he leaned over, and before he closed the passenger side door, he said,

"See yer teach, in fact, slut, just show me again, open the coat, now slut!"

I quickly opened my coat for 2-3 seconds, closed it turned, & crept back into the house, silently closing the door behind me. My fingers slipped into my soaking wet cunt, I barely touched my clit & I was cumming, wetness running down my legs, my knees giving way.

Then I heard Peter, he had woken up, and at the top of the stairs, whisper, "You ok, Jessica", I answered him, "Yeah, fine Just cramp, that's all. Getting a drink, go back to bed, will you, Be up soon!"

"I needed time to stop & think!

I went and made coffee, as my mind was in turmoil, no way was I going to be able to sleep now!

Waiting for the kettle, I'm thinking, 'What the hell, Jessica? What the fuck are you doing? You're his teacher (well, was!) he's still in his teens for fucks sake!

Coffee made sitting on the sofa thinking o m g,

What a cock on him, like twice as big, twice as fat, about 10 times thicker cum, more cum than Pete, gosh, more than Pete has fired since New Year, & that was most likely Kevin's 2nd blasting tonight!

Boy, that's so hot! shit, I'm getting wet again! What the hell is he doing to me? More to the point, what the hell am I going to do? Then I remembered the taste of cum in my mouth, his cum, my fingers still had his cum on when I stuffed my soggy, cum soaked panties in my coat pocket--oh yeah,-my panties- getting them from the pocket of the coat that I'm still wearing!

Lifting them to my nose, I can smell him, smell that strong pungent smell of a man's seed, Dropping one hand down between my legs, feeling how very wet I am, I begin to finger my clit, my pussy is on fire.

Oh sh*t,  I'm cummmminnnng!

O boy, that was a good one,  o boy-o boy, look what he's done!

Him & his damn big cock!  I still smell him, his cum, taste his cum, it's on my fingers. I can taste the mix of him and me as I lick my fingers clean, so good.

I wonder what a mouthful would taste like, feel like as it slides down my throat, Mmm!

But could I actually swallow all his load?  Will I find out?  Hell no, what the hell am I saying?

Of course not--never again, just bloody ignore him in the future, Jessica, he's too young! As promised, I'll continue the story while you are enjoying Budapest. With Pete home over the next couple of days, it was easy to simply ignore the texts I received--2 the following morning & two more in the evening, then nothing for 3 days, beginning to think he'd gone on to someone else, which I admit niggled me slightly and didn't know why!

Pete's away in France somewhere & not due back for another week yet. Friday afternoon the last bell has gone, and students had by now left the building, but I was in no hurry tonight. It's the start of yet another weekend of doing not a lot, some marking of essays, a bit more coursework, laundry & housework, & spending time with our 2 house guests, my best friend Nia who is 24 & Jo, her younger sister aged 20. Nia has been ill, had several operations, and is slowly recovering, but we don't go out much at all.

At about 4 o'clock, I was gathering my stuff together to head home when my phone pinged for a text. Opening it, I read that it said,

"Yo slut, meet me at M**** car park, no underwear! Be there by 4.30 & don't keep me waiting this time!"

Being a bit submissive to dominate black men, I liked that it sounds more like an order than a request, and I admit I had, a couple of times alone in bed this week, thought of how I had gripped his big cock, seen it spewing cum all over my hand, and yes, I wanted to see it doing that again.

But I'm not going. Ever again, it's just asking for trouble.

My stuff was sorted, and I headed out to my car. On passing the staffroom, I popped in, seeing no one left went into the ladies, removing both my bra & boyshorts that I'd worn that day, then sat out in the car park, still at the school, sending a text to Nia to say, 'Meeting with colleagues for coffee, see you later,' then started my old mini & drove out, heading towards the beach car park.

When I got there, he was there waiting, but the car park was part full of about a dozen other cars, I got out of my mini & walked around to the driver's side of his car, He lowered his window, and I saw his jeans were unzipped, his cock lay to one side, and his rather large pinkish mushroom head peeked out of his dark foreskin, As I looked and was about to speak, he spoke up first, saying,

"We're not stopping here, follow me; we'll go to my place, but first undo your blouse and show me your tits, or you still got a bra on?"

"No, your text, you told me no underwear, didn't you?"

"Do you always do as you're told, then teach?"

"Usually, but not always; if it's illegal or too public, then no, depends."

"So slut lean in here and show your."

"No, stop! Stop calling me that, I'm not. Look, please stop, I'm your teacher. God,  I could get in trouble. Just stop saying these things, stop telling me what to do; I'm not here to be bossed about, so why are you doing this to me, I'm your teacher, I tell you things, not you telling me, Oh god, don't do this! I don't want this, besides, you're not even, you're too young for this way too young; just stop now."

"Whoa, whoa there teach, hush now teach, hold on, get in here before someone sees you getting worked up, just Sssh now, & get in here!"

I realized that people would start looking if I stayed like this. Quickly putting a hand to hold my blouse together, I walked around and got in beside him, then started to button up my blouse again before he told me again to wait!

Then he started to talk to me, saying,

"Teach, firstly, don't do that up yet, just lift your skirt, show me your panties!"

"I can't, they're in my bag."

Why, miss, why aren't you wearing 'em?"

"You told me not to wear them, in the text, you said."

"Why are you here now, slut, dressed like this, showing me your wet pussy, staring at my dick? Look at you dripping on my seat, it's because you're a slut teach, aren't you miss? Horny little bitch, yeah."

"Please stop calling me teach, I'm not your teacher anymore, you don't need to say 'miss' anymore either, I'm not a miss to you, I'm a married woman, my name is Jess, I'm not a bitch oŕ"

"Whoa, slow down, put the pussy away, that couple's coming back this way; you haven't said why you're here, but do tell me you're not my teach no more, nor 'miss' because you married, and not a bitch, you sit here in my car in full daylight, showing me your tits, your shaved pussy leaking cus you are staring at my black cock, so for what, why are you here, Jess? Tell me why."

"Your text said to come here at 4.30, and I just wanted to see it again!"

"See what again, teach sorry Jessica, what is it you wanna see again?"

"What do you want me to say, Kevin? That I wanted to see your cock again, is that what you are trying to get me to say--I want to see your cock again, alright, alright so I've said it? I've seen it; can I go now, please?"

"I like it when you ask me nicely, Jessica, what you wanna do next? Do you wanna touch it again? And you still have not said, Why you're here, Jessica, no underwear on, sitting in my car, here & now!"

"Because you told me to be here, your text said 4.30 sharp, not to be late, no underwear! That's why"

All the time I was telling him that he was stroking my hair gently, giving me goosepimples, my nipples had hardened, they're now looking like--Pete says 'suckable' and god I love having them nibbled on, sucked, and gently bitten; my pussy is the same, love it sucked, my clit nibbled, or just the roughness of a tongue dragged across. Oh god, I'm turning myself on thinking these things, but none of it can happen with him--this young man playing with my body and my emotions!

I sat up and told him,

"I had to go, I wanted to see his big cock once more, he wanted me without underwear, he has seen me; I'd done it, but never again, that's it, this can never happen again, you hear, never again! Now I need to go home!"

His reply was,

"Come home and watch me cum all over these tits, or wouldn't you like to swallow my load without the mess? Pops will be there, but he won't mind, in fact, if you ask him nicely, he'll join us, we could tag-team you, what you say, slut 'eh? ever had a father-son combo? you'll love it?"

"Not happening, ever! told you, You proved the photo was true, I've even seen you cum, you have seen me nude--that's it, young man, finished; that's all you get; ok, I'm going home to my ****** now!"

With that, I closed my jacket over my open blouse, opened the car door, and started to get out when Kevin said,

"You sure you don't need this?"

I turn to glance back at him, he is stroking his hard cock, his fist slides up and down the length, his hand at the base, still 2" or more inches remain uncovered, and when he said,

"Are you sure, slut if I cum now it would be a waste! But come home, it won't be wasted; you get it all."

"I just told you that's not going to happen, Ever! This stops here & now! I'm going home!"

Getting in my car, I'm shaking, I'm hot, I'm horny, and stopped at traffic lights on the way home. My fingers found my pussy very wet, and the guy behind me was impatient, sounding his horn at me! At home, Nia had dinner under control, and the girls were excited to tell me the news that Jo might be going to college to do a makeup diploma course, hoping to get full sponsorship from her boss, all of which served to take my mind elsewhere.

I'd had two texts by the time the dishes were all in the sink, that's when I read both. The first one said his father wasn't home when he got there, we'd have been alone! The second one said you could have had it all, followed by a short video clip, his hard cock cumming over his hand, his fingers covered in thick, creamy cum. Watching it got me thinking again about the man I married, Peter, his smaller dick at 4.5" dick, when it cums it sort of dribbles out within 4 or 5 minutes of starting, also it's often quite watery looking, and to compare him to the clip, oh wow!

But I ignored them both!

Later, after Pete had phoned at 10 pm, I lay in bed, and my friend George purred gently between my legs, not inside, not yet thrusting into me to give me my much-needed orgasm, no, it's just held by my thighs. I was watching IR clips on a certain website that Pete used to write his journal on, when my phone pinged a text, reading it saying, "wanna come round here, slut?"