Safe to say the week had started with a bang, literally and figuratively. I was in need of some serious rest and recuperation.
I'd had a crazy and extremely horny, naughty couple of days. I'd met O at his gym and had some kinky fun which ended in me spending the night at his. The following night I saw H and she'd well and truly got into the swing of things with the black cock role-play. It ended up with her fucking me deep with a big black strap on!
The next morning after H had left for work I'd bumped into her housemate Darius, a well-hung, gorgeous sexy black man who ended up seducing me. Not that I took much convincing, resulting in him taking me all the way. Now you can understand why I needed the rest.
The sexting with H had cranked up a notch or two. We'd been speaking about taking the next step and involving a black man in our sex lives and exactly what we'd all do together. I felt like it was becoming imminent, and in my head I'm thinking Darius would be perfect, but H still didn't know what we had been getting up to. I was hoping it was just a matter of time but I didn't know how to broach the subject with either of them. I'd think of something.
I'd hit the gym that morning and built up a sweat doing some leg and ass work, then some cycling. There were a few fit black guys kicking about so I tried to make it not look obvious that I was checking them out. I was definitely becoming addicted. I found myself becoming a little bit of a flirt at times if they'd smile at me or just say "hi". I'd smile and act all coy and on occasions, I even had to head to the changing rooms so I could jack off to sort my own head out. Sometimes I'd time it so that I'd finish my workout or "purposely" head to the bathroom just at the same time. Sometimes right after the fit, big black men do, so I could maybe catch a glimpse of some black cock. I'd fantasise about them joining me in the changing rooms and having their way with me.
I was on my way home from the gym, headphones on, just scrolling through my phone, seeing what filthy texts H had sent today. A car slowed down beside me and the window was opening. I thought somebody may need directions or something. I approached the car door.
I heard a deep voice with an American twang from within the car, "Hey you, how're things."
"Oh um, hey Darius. I'm all good thanks, how are you?" I greeted him. I was a little nervous about what we had gotten up to together and hadn't planned on seeing him today, so was slightly taken aback.
"I knew that sweet ass as soon as I saw it." He said with a cheeky grin. "You need a ride anywhere? Hop in and I can take you." Darius offered
I thought, well I'm just heading home, so I can get Darius to drop me off. What the hell, it's good to break the routine. And with that, I made my way to the passenger side and got in.
"Thanks for this by the way," I said to Darius.
He said it was no problem and was heading that way anyway. We made small talk about what I'd done in the gym and what we'd both been up to the last few days.
"I loved the other morning's session by the way." He said, glancing sideways sexily at me "I haven't stopped thinking about it, and I want more."
"I, uurrrm, I had such a hot time," I replied.
"Yeah, you like that black dick, huh?" I'm not sure it was a question but of course, he was right.
He knew I loved it. Him talking to me like this was turning me on and I couldn't stop picturing what we had gotten up to earlier that week when he'd seduced me.
I reached over and rested my hand on his knee whilst he was driving.
"Don't stop there." He said. "If you want it, then show me."
I reached between his legs and felt the heat of his semi-hard cock against my forearm. I followed the length of his shaft halfway down his thigh and gave that bulbous head a squeeze through his trousers. I could feel it growing under my touch. I squeezed his cock and stroked it, keeping an eye on him and seeing him squirm in pleasure whilst I stroked.
We pulled up to some traffic lights that were at a red with people waiting to cross. As we came to a stop, I attempted to pull away but he must have sensed it because he reached down and held my hand right where it was. I'm not sure the people crossing the road noticed but a van pulled up alongside us and if the driver had looked through our window he'd have had a full view, as the van was higher than the car. It really turned me on to think that complete strangers could witness how horny I was for his black cock. It was a kinky thrill knowing we could be being watched, and perhaps my loving black cock wasn't such a secret... at least not to some!
I was feeling more adventurous and with Darius egging me on, I began to unfasten his trousers, which at this angle was tricky, especially using only one hand. I had to remind Darius to keep his eyes on the road each time he kept looking down to help me. I greedily slipped my hand inside his trousers and felt his big hard cock straining to break free. I stroked him through his underwear, wanking and squeezing his giant hard cock. I shuffled around slightly extending my seat belt so I could get to him at a better angle. I reminded him again in a playful tone to concentrate on the road as I finally lowered my face to his crotch.
I pulled his thick cock free from his underwear and sucked it straight into my mouth.
"Mmmmmmmm". I wasn't sure if it was him or me that murmured...
His cock head was juicy and I lapped up and sucked off all of his tasty precum treat. As I worked my hand up and down his shaft, stroking him into my hungry mouth whilst I swirled my tongue around that big, round, glistening head. I came to the conclusion that the shape of Darius' cock, with its slight curve towards the tip, would be the perfect shape to learn how to deep throat on.
And I was sure Darius would be more than willing to teach me. His hands were on the back of my head controlling the pace whilst I teased his swollen balls. Darius had managed to find his way to a secluded country road and pulled into a lay-by.
Once we'd stopped, he could pull his trousers down a little further and I could bathe his balls with my wet tongue, sucking gently at them and hearing him emit deep moans of pure ecstasy. There was spit and precum over my lips and my face and I just loved it all naughty and messy like this. I moved and knelt on the passenger seat, leaning over to him which allowed his hands to roam down my back and gave him access to my firm round ass.
He squeezed and groped me while I sucked and stroked his beautiful, black cock into my mouth.
"Oh yeah, you hungry for that black cock huh?" He said.
I was... no denying it. I wanted to please him and wanted his thick, hot load shooting into my mouth and down my throat. I felt his hand slip inside my boxers and a moist finger tracing down my ass crack. I arched my back a little more to allow him greater access. I worked his glorious dick faster as he teased my tight puckered hole before curling a finger inside me. What is it about being fingered that just feels so deliciously right?
I stroked him into my open mouth, squeezing his balls with my other hand. I wanted his cum, I wanted to make Darius' big, black cock climax so much I could taste it.
He was getting close and I felt him tensing up and holding my head in place whilst he thrust into my mouth. He held his breath, and then, with one low deep grunt, I felt the first rope of thick hot cum fill my mouth, before gulping it down ready for the next one. After three big spurts, I savoured the taste and feel of a horny, black man's cockjuice in my mouth once again. I'd missed it already and it had only been a couple of days. What was happening to me?
Darius shuffled to pull his trousers back up and I straightened my clothes out and wiped my mouth and chin. I had a quick look around to make sure we hadn't been watched and that nobody was close by. The coast was clear, thankfully. Darius started the engine and we set off, both of us a lot happier and satisfied than when we had pulled in.
"Your place then?" Darius asked.
"Yes please." I replied, suddenly feeling a little awkward again.
We casually chatted about work, football and the gym etc. on our way to dropping me off at my place. I scrolled through my phone and sent H a text or two, keeping up with our new fantasy chat.
I knew that H and I would take the next step sooner rather than later, as to include a hot, black man in our adventures, one we could spend some kinky time with together. For me, Darius was perfect, but how to broach the subject with either of them? Would they both, or even one of them be down for it... I hoped so!
Then a suggestion came through from H... "What if we asked Darius to join us?"
I read the text and was in semi-shock, I think. I looked from my phone to Darius, imagining all of the dirty, sexy fun the three of us could have, and then back to my phone.
I read the text again. Yes, it still said the same thing. I felt a pang of nervousness coupled with excitement. Could this be the next step? I knew I was down for it, H suggested it, so she obviously was too. The only snag being, she didn't know Darius and I had already hooked up. I decided I'd cross that bridge when I got to it. Right now I needed to decide how to broach the subject with Darius.
