Her Turn #5

Her Turn

Chapter Five

Once we headed out, I had on the skirt and wanted, (which is not a lot to it) the blouse which wasn't a deep v neck, but sheer enough to know I had no bra, and stockings, garter belt, and heels.  We had to take my car and he wanted to drive, so I let him drive and all the way there he was playing around. If not with my legs, it was with my boobs.  He did enough, that it was easy to make out my nipples.  I think that's why he kept doing it.

Then he pulled into what I would call a bit of a seedy bar/restaurant. He smiled at me and said, "I hear they have great food here," so he got out and led me in. It was an older place with a mixed crowd, but as we walked in, I felt everybody was looking at us. A male waiter waited on us and led us to a table that was off to the side, but where all could stare at us.

I mentioned to him that I felt out of place here with everyone staring at us. He laughed it off and said, "They are just jealous of us." I thought to myself, or because I'm half naked. He ordered us drinks to have while waiting for our food. He was in a good mood, joking, and playing sound, but most of his jokes dealt with sex.

Being nervous I kept working on my drink, so he ordered a new one for us.  I noticed the waiter bringing our food our way, but just then I felt him put his hand on my inner thigh and slid his hand up. The skirt was so short and he pulled on my thigh, as he had found my pussy. I shot him a look and he whispered, "He can't see my hand," but then he was there putting the food on our table. All the time I felt his finger going inside of me and while the waiter talked, he kept fingering me. He smiled and joked with the waiter as he played away.

After he walked away, I asked him, "What are you doing? Someone might see us!"

"I don't care if they do, but will they know, and see, that you're my little, slutty whore?"

"You can stop calling me that!"

"No, you are my whore and you love this black cock," he said as he pulled my hand to it. I immediately noticed that he was aroused and a bit hard, and anyone who saw him, would know it too. As we ate, he kept making time to feel me up or brush my tits, just to keep nipples hard.

We finished eating, and while the waiter took plates away, my pussy was getting fingered deep. The problem was he did it so much that is got a bit wet. "I think you need to stop that before I lose it," I said to him.

He picked up the temp playing with it, "Well, my little whore, that's the plan, for you to cum all over my hand right here."

"You can't be serious," I said to him and that's when he pulled legs farther apart and played harder, as he asked me, "Do you think I'm serious now?"

I didn't know what to do without making a scene. We still had enough people keeping an eye on us, most of them were white couples, and probably wondered what it was with us. But he kept playing away and I was getting closer every second.

"Oh, damn, you need to stop," I whispered to him, but he again pulled my legs apart and played harder. I couldn't stop it, I ended up clamping my legs tight, trapping his hand as I came right there at the table, as he smiled at me. I think anyone looking at me knew what was going on.

We had a few drinks and I think he was, maybe, feeling it now. "I need to go to the ladies room to clean up," I said to him, so he let go of me and pulled his wet hand off me. He leaned over and gave me a big long kiss, but as he did, he had his hand playing with my boobs between us, were no one could see it. Yes, my nipple was hard and poking my blouse and it was very noticeable. "But I have to go clean up," I told him, but then he laughed and patted my bare leg.

"While you head to the ladies room, keep an eye out for someone that may want to see more."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Before we leave, I want them to know you're THIS BLACK MAN's WHORE! And that his whore doesn't wear panties," he said as he started to laugh.

"Are you serious?"

"Hell, yes!"

I slid away and had to walk through most of the room, with almost everybody looking at me. They had to see my boobs and maybe even smelled me. I sat there for a while wondering what to do, but I went back to our table and the same thing happened, everybody was staring at me.

When I got back, I told him, "I'm a bit embarrassed!"

"What the fuck for? They wouldn't look if they didn't want to see and why the fuck do you care? You don't know them and will never see them again!"

"I guess you're right on that part."

"So, who did you pick?"

"I didn't pick anyone, because I didn't really look at them."

"Well, is it going to be up to me?"  I just looked at him as he ordered more drinks. Then, after a bit of time, he said, "It's time to go," and stood up.

'Good, we are leaving and not doing the flash thing," I thought to myself. But as we started to head out, I did notice two black guys walking out ahead of us. Once they get outside, they stopped and talked, as if they were going their separate ways. That's when he stopped me, pulled me tight to him, and kissed me deep, while rubbing my ass with his hands. As he stopped kissing me, I noticed that he was pulling his hand up off my ass. He took ahold of my skirt and pulled it up some, and remember, it just covered me, and as much as he pulled it up, I knew my ass was out for all to see.

I went to fix it and he looked at me, "Leave it, you left it up to me."  So, he put his area around me and led me off to the car.  They both stopped and watched us walking, and I knew they were looking at my pussy, as we walked away with him having a big smile.

When we got to the car he stopped and pulled me into another big kiss and hug, then ran his hands all over.  I could see the guy walk behind us to see what was going on.

"Then he whispered in my ear, "Take your blouse off."

"They can see us."

"I know that. That's what I want them to do. We are not getting into the car until you do," he said with a chuckle.

I peak their way and they stopped and stared at us, so, he then said, "Take it off, you're not going to see them again."

By this time, I've had a few drinks and so, I said to myself, 'What the fuck,' and I took it off, as I noticed them smiling at me.

"See, that's not so bad and they like what they see," he said as he slipped his area around my waist and pulled me back to him and asked, "You ready to go?"

"Yes, I think they have seen enough."

"Well, all most,"

"What?"

"You need to get rid of the skirt before we get in and go."

"I'm going to be pretty well naked if I do."

"I know and they are waiting to see what you're going to do."

I looked at him and knew he was right. "Do you want to go?"

'Damn, well I'm not going to see them,' I thought. The skirt had a side zipper and I pulled it down and unwrapped the skirt away from me. So, here I am in his arms as he is holding me, with my boobs and pussy out there for all to see. I looked and they smiled, giving him a thumbs up.

"Hi," he then yelled over to them, "see what you can get a white whore to do when you fuck them good with a black cock!"

One guy yelled back, "Where did you get her? I need to get myself one of them."

"Drive a truck for a living and they climb in with you," he yelled back as he opened the door and let me in. He slid in and started to drive away when I said to him, "I've never done anything like that before."

"Well, you've never been a black man's whore before, either. Be thankful you're not on the pill and that I'm breeding you, or you could've been in the back seat now with them riding that white cunt." I looked at him knowing he was serious.

He played with me all the way back and made me go into our room naked. As we walked into our room, I saw the guy next door walk out of his room and he stopped and watched us. 'Too late to hide anything,' I thought as I got pushed into the room.

I'd had enough teasing for one evening and was pretty horny now, so, I went over and jumped on the bed, spreading spread my legs wide and smiling at him. He smiled back at me and said, "I think my little whore wants to get fucked!"

"That's an understatement!"

He slowly took off his clothes just to tease me, but when his boxer came down, I saw his cock was large, proud, and ready to go. He climbed onto the bed and started to kiss me, running his hand over my body until he found my super wet pussy. Looking down at me he said, "Damn, I think my pussy ready to fuck! We don't need no foreplay to take this cock!"

"I'm more than ready," I told him.

He climbed on top of me and let his cock find my pussy. He eased it in to start, but then stopped and asked me, "So, you want this black cock to fuck you?"

"YES!" I screamed and that was when he slammed hard into me. I was so wet that I think he almost put half of it in me in one slam.

"You still want to fuck?"

"Fuck me!"  I screamed looking up at him. He grabbed on to me and slammed me hard again and started to fuck me long and hard, with each slam going deeper.  "I'm going to fuck you so hard, and so damn deep, that you're going to pop five kids out of this pussy!"

He continued fucking me hard and I'm pushing up to meet his cock to get him deeper in me.  I found myself driving him on as I screamed, "FUCK ME, HARD AND DEEP! BREED THIS FUCKING WHORE!"

I guess that turned him on because he's never fucked me so hard and I think he hit a new depth in me. He fucked me hard for a long time, beating my pussy up, but I was doing my best to fuck him back. I lost count of how many times I came before he slammed deep and blew his load into me. It seemed like minutes went by as I felt him filling me.