Devon looked brazenly into her eyes and smiled at her. She was a sexy bitch with a tight round ass and perky tits. She had a cute face with nice eyes and full "blowjob" lips. Her eyes met his and she smiled discretely before she looked away.
She was a short woman in her mid thirties and her oblivious husband towered over her. He looked strong and fit but he carried himself like a beta bitch and Devon had no respect for men like that.
Her pretty emerald green eyes darted furtively at Devon and he grinned. She was his type and he could tell that she liked what she saw.
Devon was tall, like her husband, but he was thicker and more muscular than the other man. He had broad shoulders, powerful arms and a thick neck. His skin was dark and the whites of his eyes and his bright teeth were striking in contrast.
She shifted nervously and playfully chewed on her bottom lip. Her gaze lingered for several moments and she brushed a few loose strands of her light brown hair from her face. Her eyes moved away from his face and traveled slowly down his strong body. They paused at the impressive bulge in his jeans and her smile widened. She looked into his eyes again and then looked away as her husband placed his hand on the small of her back and helped guide her through the crowd.
Amy cursed inside as her husband led her away from the tall, dark and handsome stranger. They'd made eye contact several times as she stood feigning interest in the chest thumping music. She'd begrudgingly agreed to go to the hip hop festival though she wasn't a fan of that style of music because she enjoyed people watching and partying.
She discretely glanced back over her shoulder and her eyes met his yet again. He was meandering after her and her pulse quickened. She had been married for five years but she had secretly lusted for black men since college. Her. She'd grown up in a racially mixed town but her first experience with a black guy had been with an athlete in college. He had been strong, muscular and attractive but it was his confidence and commanding presence that had gotten to her. He had opened her eyes and given her the most amazing orgasms but they were both young and he was an animal that couldn't be caged. She had dated or hooked up with five or six more black men before she had settled down with her husband. Things between them had been good at first but recently she'd gotten the urge to cheat. Her husband knew that her eyes sometimes wandered and that she fantasized about other men but he didn't know, nor would he have approved, of her black lust.
Amy walked with her husband to the beer concession stand. She could feel the black man's eyes on her backside and she giggled softly. Her butt swayed from side to side and she could feel her pussy grow moist as her mind began to wander.
"Get me a beer? I need to go to the ladies room," Amy asked with a warm smile. "I'll meet you back at the blanket," she said referring to the location of their lawn seats.
"Sure thing Babe," her husband said. He patted her ass and blew her a kiss. He was a good guy and a good provider but he was average in the dick department and decidedly below average in passion and stamina. He was good with his mouth though and that's what had kept her faithful for the first five years of their marriage.
Amy turned towards the ladies room and her eyes met Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome. He was almost ten years younger than she and she glanced again at the bulge in his pants. Her black lovers had all been well endowed and she'd learned to identify well hung men by their personalities. Men with big dicks carried themselves differently and she could spot them at a glance.
She walked past him and smiled. He nodded and her grin widened. Her pretty eyes danced and glimmered. She felt a rush of excitement and she moved slowly through the crowd.
It was a surprisingly diverse crowd with more hipster white couples than she'd expected but the sheer volume of big aggressive black men made her weak in the knees.
Devon followed her towards the restrooms. He drew close and lightly tapped on her shoulder before she got to the door.
Amy turned and smiled. Her wide eyes gazed up at him and she breathed deep as the fresh scent of his body engulfed her. He smelled as good as he looked and she wondered if he'd taste even better. Her sexual experiences with black men had all been fantastic but while they'd been good in bed they'd been bad as boyfriends. They'd all cheated and some had been physically or mentally abusive but she couldn't give up big black cock.
"Can I help you?" She giggled softly as she eyed him like a piece of meat.
"We both know you can," he nodded confidently. He had a deep voice and it sent a shiver down her spine. Her mind was racing and her body started to him.
"What, right here?" Amy teased. She'd had a few drinks already which had lowered her inhibitions but she was nowhere near drunk enough to fuck a stranger in public.
"Naw, I got a place," he replied without hesitation. He turned and walked around the cinder block building which housed the men's and woman's rooms.
Amy wasn't sure what she was doing but her body followed while her mind wrestled with her conflicting emotions. Risky sex and sex in semi public placed had long been fantasies and she looked back to see if her husband was watching.
Devon led her behind the building and unzipped his pants.
"Shouldn't I at least know your name," Amy laughed.
"I'm Devon," he said confidently as he pulled out his big, unclipped cock.
"Nice to meet you," she stammered. Her tongue circled her lips and she obediently dropped to her knees. Her hands trembled and she grabbed his massive cock with both hands. It was twice the size of her husband's and so thick that her fingers couldn't circle it.
Her mouth opened and she pulled back the foreskin as her lips wrapped tightly around the tip. She gazed up at him and her head started to Bob.
He tasted salty yet sweet and a soft moan rose from her chest. The tip touched the back of her throat and she opened it wide. She could easily deep throat her husband but she was only half way down the stranger's prodigious pole and she had to pause.
Saliva spilled from the corners of her mouth and she slurped noisily drawing it back inside her. Her hands stroked his shaft fast and hard and his breathing labored. Her body tensed and she closed her eyes. She wanted to feel him explode and she knew he was close. She didn't have much time and she toyed with his balls as she sucked furiously on his dick.
His legs began to tremble and she took him deep. His shaft expanded and he grunted softly. His cock erupted and Amy started to swallow, letting his briny seed slide down her gullet.
She stood on wobbly legs and wiped her mouth. Her pussy was dripping and her panties were soaked. She wanted him inside her and she cursed herself for making him cum. She felt ravenous and wicked as she savored the taste of his cream on her tongue.
