Karen proceeded to tell me more of what had happened to her and Mark. After the initial soreness wore off and the swelling of her pussy lips shrank, she realized what had been missing in her life. A good sizable cock. One that would not only fulfill her, but one that would take command of it. Mark did his best, after that weekend, to make love to Karen, and to "fill" her needs, but after James ... Karen started to constantly think of James, and that wonderful cock of his. Never before had she felt such a need for something, and it was beginning to etch a burning desire of WANT, that she never felt before.
Three weeks later, as Mark was at Home Depot, Karen...with nervous fingers, sent off a e-mail to James. She said that she was just thinking about him, and wanted to see him. 'What am I, crazy or something' she thought to herself afterwards. But the deed was done. That night, as she drifted in and out of sleep, the thought of "Master Jay" kept appearing, while her husband was next to her. Earlier...as Mark was going through the motions of fucking her, Karen's mind was off in 'pleasure land,' imagining "Master Jay" standing in front of her, with his big cock dangling in front of her, waiting to be serviced. "Damn, I can't get that cock out my mind" she kept repeating to herself.
Cautiously, the next day at work, Karen checked her mail on the work computer. It was secured, so no problem there. There, in bold print, came a reply from "Master Jay."
"Hey...I was thinking about you too Babe, and wish you were here along side of me right now" came the message. "I wish I were deep inside you right now, giving us both passion and pleasure. Your the best" it went on to say. Rather crude and to the point, but nonetheless, true. "When do you want a repeat performance...this weekend? Write back" was the last sentence.
Karen told me she looked at the calendar by reaffix, and noticed it was only wed. She knew that Livonia was not far from Taylor. Excited and nervous in the same tense, she replied "how and where on a weekend" on such short notice. Through the rest of the day, Karen kept checking her messages...with no answer. It wasn't until just about time to leave, that she checked her messages one more time, and there it was. "The Best Western in Livonia on Interstate I-275, sat morning" it stated. "I'll have more details later tonight...check again" was the only two sentences.
Karen thought about it. 'Damn, that's only an hour from home.' All the way home, the excitement built in her. Just knowing about the weekend, and what will happen, made her feel like a kid getting a new toy. But what about Bob....oh fuck it. I'll just say I'm out shopping, and nothing will come of it. Besides....he'd probably enjoy it, watching me get fucked by this big black cock, but this time...I'm going solo. Thoughts like this went through her mind, over and over and over again while driving home.
That night, as Mark snored, Karen slipped out of bed and crept downstairs. She accessed her e-mail, and there was the message she was waiting for.
"The Best Western on I-275, just off the exit. Look for a white Lexis with Gold trim, "Master Jay" lic plates. In the outside driver's mirror will be a piece of paper with the room number. Hey Babe, wear your 'outfit' I gave you to work tomorrow. Remember, the 'outfit' that'll make you think of ME in you all day..hehehehahahaah" was all it read. Karen returned to bed, tossing and turning most of the night.
Mark's alarm went off at 7. As they both got up to get ready for work, Karen brought up the subject.
"Hey, I'm going shopping sat. Probably be gone most of the day" she said.
"Where?" Mark asked.
"A couple of us girls are going to Livonia, and check the Outlet Malls out" came her reply.
"Well, I have to work, so I guess I'll see you at dinner" was all Mark said.
'Yeah..dinner....I'll be having sausage all day' Karen thought to herself.
Mark left for work, and Karen went up to get ready for work herself. She showered and such, dried her hair, and began to get dressed. As she laid the 'outfit' out, waves of excitement flashed through her. She put on her garter, and then her nylons. She glanced at the mirror on the door, and admired herself. She could actually imagine those large black hands fondling her body. Next came her panties, and her half slip. She put on her lace bra, finishing off with her blouse and skirt. Putting on her suit jacket and shoes, she smiled and slightly shook her head....'yep...who'd ever know, that underneath this business suit, there lies a slut.' All day, Karen just felt sexy. Knowing what she had on underneath, kinda put a little excitement in her day. In the breakroom, giving off a little leg to the other guys, was kind of a tease, and gave her some kind of power. But she knew the 'real' power was coming this weekend.
Checking her e-mail at work, "Master Jay" shot off two messages. "No sex with your husband" read one, and the other said "I'll have a surprise for you." That was it.
Mark was already home when she arrived. "Hey, isn't that the suit that guy bought you?" he asked. "His name is 'Master Jay,' and yes, it's the whole outfit" Karen responded. She finished, smiling, by grabbing the hem of her skirt and slip, and pulling it straight up, reveling her garters, stockings and pretty panties. "What made you think of putting that on?" Mark asked. "Because after having sex with you the other night, it reminded me of how much cock I've been missing, that's all" Karen snapped back. Mark just hung his head down, Karen looked at him, and went upstairs.
Sat came, and just as Mark left for work, Karen threw together a quick ooutfit. Dress shorts, and a tank top. She was out there 10 minutes after Mark.
The drive seemed like two hours, not one. The closer she got, the more the thought of that Big Black Cock overwhelmed her. She found the exit, turned right, and found the Hotel. There to the side was "Master Jay"s car. She parked next to it, found the piece of paper in the mirror. It read "Room 226." She proceeded up the steps and lightly knocked on the door.
"There's my babe...come on in" James said smiling. Karen entered, staring 'Master Jay' up and down. He noticed this, and as he gave her a big hug, wasted no time groping her fine ass. "Yep...mighty fine ass, Feels like a peach..." and then lightly slapped it. "Let's get a good look at ay" he said, holding her hands while at arms length. "Perky titties I see.....ready to be sucked" he said bluntly. Karen wasn't use to this kinda of talk, but sensed he was in control, and looking down at her tits, then realized she dressed so quick, she didn't put on a bra, and the excitement gave her away....they were sticking straight out.
James cupped his hand over her tit, and began rubbing it. He put her nipple between his thumb and finger, and slightly pinched it. Karen closed her eyes. The both knew why they were there, and didn't waist any time starting it. "Master Jay" knew this white woman wanted more of his Black Cock, and Karen knew she wanted to get fucked by a real cock.
"Master Jay" began to nibble on her neck as he continued rubbing her ass, back, and tits. With a few minutes, he slid his hand off her ass and went directly to her pussy, cupping it, and massaging it. Karen whimpered, and sighed all within one breath.
"Your hot Karen. Your really ready" is all he said as he slipped his thumbs inside her elastic waistband, and pulled her shorts down. They dropped to the floor, and Karen stepped out of them. She was now in standing in her yellow panties and her tank top. James let her over to the bed, and as they kissed, they laid back and began. He placed his hand back on her pussy, and felt the moisture starting to seep through.
"OK Mama...do your thing....go for it" James said, as he grabbed her small hand and placed it on his bulge in his shorts. He knew she was ready, and used it against her to his advantage. Karen rubbed his buldge, starring at it. Her hands automatically began to unbuckle his belt, unsnap his shorts, then unzip them. There sprang out his 'sausage' that she thought about earlier in the week. She clasped her hand around it (as big as it was) and began to stroke it. 'Master Jay' lightly pushed down on her head towards it, although it wasn't necessary. Karen began by licking it up and down, then coming back up and swirling her tongue around it's head.
"Aaaahhhhhh...that's it babe....suck it, suck it. Suck the cock that owns your pussy...go ahead....that's it" he laughed. Karen worked his cock, like she never worked a cock before. 'What is it about his cock' she thought. 'Damn...I gotta have this in my pussy...it's beautiful' she kept saying to herself over and over. Karen finished pulling his shorts off, and returned right back where she left off. As she was on all fours on the bed, stroking and sucking his cock, 'Master Jay' positioned her around, moved her panties aside and began to finger fuck her pussy. First one finger, then inserted two fingers...to get her ready. Minutes after starting this, whether Karen knew it or not, she began to 'hump' his hand. It didn't take Karen long...for she soon had her first orgasm.
