Nina released a primal moan as Blake slowly drew his dripping wet shaft from her quivering walls. Her pussy pulsed in ecstasy, and Blake's thick cock seemed to vibrate as he squirted his hot, white cream on her round ass.
"Damn, girl," Blake said breathlessly, amazed he could still talk. "That squirting pussy really got me off. I think I came twice more after you did!"
"Mmm..." moaned Nina, "mmmm..." She rolled onto her back, and raised her right arm to shield her eyes from the moonlight trickling in, bathing her smooth chocolate skin in its glow. She was drenched in sweat and in a heady, slick mix of her squirt and Blake's hot cream.
"Ready for round three," Blake growled softly, "or have I just pounded out your will to continue?"
Blake was such a cocky bastard, Nina thought, and moans of residual pleasure were all she could muster. She told him she could have squirting orgasms with the right lover, and he was already two gushing victories deep into her. Nina never expected this nerdy, yet ruggedly gorgeous white man could so thoroughly pound her pussy into submission.
"Just give me a moment to recover," Nina breathed. "I'll be ready."
Fuck, he destroyed me, Nina thought. Who knew he could make her cum like this? Nina realized she had been missing out on that good white stroke for years! Whenever there was hot sex to be had, Nina had always been open to tasting the array of men available as long as they were some flavor of chocolate. But Nina recently got a severe craving for some hot white meat that she couldn't turn off until she satisfied it. The first time she saw him, she knew she had to have him. And after her session with Blake, she wondered why she had ever spent all that time cock-blocking white men who came on to her. Damn, I could have been cumming and creaming all over that hot white dick, she thought. "Mmm..." she moaned again, for good measure, and drifted off to sleep.
Nina was a superfreak, which is much freakier than your average, occasional strip club attending, sometimes girl-girl kissing freak. She was walking seduction, on the swingers club, threesomes, public sex level of freak. She had a sexual appetite in overdrive, with juicy curves and a tight, wet slit that kept all the men chasing her. A serious player, she was a successful, delicious chocolate drop with the cock slurping skills and snap-tight pussy that made any guy addicted and kept them cumming back.
No one would be able to see Nina's freaky side though, given her very corporate, reserved demeanor. Sure, she played the toned down version of the party girl role when out dancing with friends, but the only ones who saw her true colors were the other sex fiends in the scene.
The scene was Insatiable. Nina was a member of Insatiable, a private swingers club where they lived the motto, "Anything Goes!" The average person couldn't join Insatiable as it was more than a club, it was an experience, an event with very selective criteria for it members. Insatiable only had the most attractive people of every culture and scene, whether BBW, athletic and fit, straight, bisexual, or whatever. Its location changed monthly, but the essence was the same: uninhibited, deliciously raunchy or vanilla sweet hot sex, any way you wanted it, with anyone you wanted.
Nina saw Blake at Insatiable that evening, and got around to letting him into her sweet black slit just before the party ended. Nina had never bedded a white guy before tonight, and she was so glad she finally did.
Nina looked forward to attending Insatiable every month. It was a chance to release all of the pent-up, throbbing sexual energy she had built up since the month before. Preparing for a night at the event was an event itself, from her perfectly coiffed hair to her Brazilian wax. She was so excited about tonight's event that she could barely keep her mind on the paperwork for the real estate deal she was working on. Nina walked briskly down the hall to her office, and was surprised to see Andrew on her couch. He's usually gone by 6, Nina thought. Why's he still here?
Nina walked in and took a seat behind her mahogany desk. "Why are you still here, Drew? Don't you usually leave by 6?"
"Yeah, usually," he said. "Tonight, I decided to put in a little overtime to burn off some of this tension before tonight's event, if you know what I mean." Andrew gave Nina a knowing smile, then winked at her.
She definitely knew what he meant. Andrew was a part of Insatiable. He had actively pursued her to join, and was one of the main reasons she did. He stood a very muscular 6 feet, 4 inches tall, and had some of the smoothest caramel skin and nicest smile she had ever seen. He was also known as AnDingo, for his huge cock. Nina had spent many an evening partaking in its pleasures.
"Look, I just need to make a quick call to this client and I'll be out of here," Nina said.
"Don't mind me," Andrew said as he slowly closed the door to Nina's office. "Just act like I'm not even here."
Nina turned her chair towards the phone on her back credenza, then dialed the number. "Yes, may I speak to Mr. Jones, please?" Nina paused. "Yes, I'll hold. It's about the lease for the commercial space on Crystal Drive," she said.
Suddenly, Nina felt Andrew's hands lifting her blouse so his fingers could massage her nipples. Nina looked up at him, and he lightly kissed her lips.
"We shouldn't do this here," she mouthed.
"Why not?" His hands began to slide down Nina's stomach, then he rubbed her thighs while lifting her skirt. "Can I just have a taste?"