Locked Out 4

My husband and I were both 25 when we got married. We came from Northern Wisconsin so it was quite a shock when Kevin’s Company transferred him to Georgia. We moved to a suburb outside Atlanta and found ourselves a small one bedroom apartment in a very nice complex while we looked for a house we liked. It was a nice community filled with mostly young professionals who were starting out or passing through. We were on the backside of our building at the bottom of the stairwell. Our door opened up to a little landing that was shared with the apartment across the way. A small pond with ducks and lots of frogs was just past the landing. It was part of the landscaping and was surrounded by small walking paths. I liked to stop and watch the ducks build their nests when I got back from errands or the gym.

I didn’t know anyone; we’d only been there about 3 weeks. In fact I was really lonely. I’d thought about getting a job but Kevin told me that we would probably be moving again in 6 months so I said, “why bother”. Each day as Kevin left I’d go to the door and give him a kiss goodbye and then try and find something to keep myself busy until he came home 12 or 13 hours later.

Last Wednesday Kevin left very early. He had to go north of Atlanta so he was out the door by 5:30. I got up with him and followed him to the door. I kissed him goodbye, wished him luck and watched him go up the stairs to drive away.

OK, I thought, another day in this place. Maybe I’d go to the pool or just do some laundry. It was really hot even at that hour. Georgia in the summer back before air-conditioning must have sucked. I watched the sun beginning to poke its head up over the trees and watched my friends the ducks swimming around. I saw one that looked to be chasing a frog and walked over to the edge of the landing to get a closer look. A warm breeze came along. Damn, I thought, even the wind is warm. Then I heard the bang. It took me a second to realize what it was. I spun around and my front door was closed. My stomach became all knotted and I swore out loud. I ran up to it and checked, yup, it was locked. Didn’t I feel like a jerk. OK, Kevin was gone, I didn’t know anyone and it was only 5:30 in the morning. What the hell do I do now? I paced around trying not to panic, or cry, and tried to decide what to do.

All right, I thought, I can’t exactly just walk around. I was still dressed in my short VS pink bathrobe and some pink tap pants. Kevin always liked this robe. He said it showed off my legs. I did have pretty good legs, guys used to tell me that my legs and my ass were my best qualities. My breasts were kind of small but as long as my husband liked them who cared. I hadn’t even put my blond hair up in my normal ponytail, which kept me cooler. No shoes and it kept getting hotter. I was starting to sweat. I could feel the heat coming from the sun and the felt the water drip down my back as the robe began to stick to my skin.

I heard someone coming down the steps and turned around. It was the guy next door. His name was Samuel. He was about our age and must have been a lawyer or something. He was always immaculately dressed in a nice suit and had hours that were often as long as Kevin’s. He was never around. He must have just come back from an early morning run. His coal black skin was soaked with sweat. His sleeveless shirt clung to his body which I had to admit was very muscular. He stood about 6 foot and must have weighed about 195. He had what looked like a tattoo of what looked like an Omega on his arm.

“Problem” he asked.

“I’m locked out” I said. “You don’t know how to pick a lock do you?”

He raised his eyebrows and said “afraid not”

I explained what happened and he tried the door. He jiggled the door and asked if any of the windows were unlocked. I told him that as far as I knew they were all locked.

“Well, I can offer you a cup of coffee while you wait for the office to open up. “ He said.

I hesitated for a second.

“Or you can wait out here, I have to get ready for work.” He added. “I make a mean cup of coffee”.

I agreed and he unlocked his door. I had a little pit in my stomach as I followed him inside. This was a little weird. I was following a black guy into his apartment. It was not what I expected. I’m not sure what I expected. He had a nice leather couch and lots of books. A computer sat in the corner along with a small weight machine. A TV and VCR and DVD sat in a very nice cherry cabinet. He went to the kitchen and poured me some coffee. He looked at me, smiled and said, " I have to take a shower and get ready for work. The remote for the TV is on the table. “

He walked back to his room and closed the door behind him. The coffee was very good. Strong and dark, it needed a little cream to mellow it out. I took another sip and sat down on the couch. The air-conditioning was on really high. The sweat from outside was cooling off and I actually felt chilled. I looked down and was a little embarrassed. My nipples were poking out under the thin robes fabric. I wondered if he had noticed. I picked up the remote and pushed the power button. The TV came on. Too many buttons. Too many channels and nothing on. Coordinated I was not. I flipped through a dozen shows looking for the morning news. Then my thumb hit the wrong button and the VCR began to play.

“ Damn, Damn, Damn. Where in the hell was the stop button.” I thought to myself.

I looked up and froze. It took me a second to realize what I was watching. It was a porno flick. I’d never really seen one. My heart started beating very fast. We had joked about them in college but I hadn’t ever actually seen one before. What if he came out and caught me. I’d die of even more embarrassment. I kept looking at his door and then at the movie to see what was going on, maybe I could just watch a minute of it then rewind it. Samuel would never know, besides I could hear the shower running.

A good looking blond dressed in a short dress looking out a window. A door opened and a black guy came in. Shit, it was an interracial film. My heart skipped another beat. I was getting really nervous but I couldn’t bring myself to turn it off. The guy on the screen began to kiss the girl tenderly on the neck and then worked his way down her chest. Then he reached his large black fingers up and unsnapped her dress. It fell to the floor and he began to slide his hands across her stomach and her chest. Her head fell back and she looked like she was enjoying his touch very, very much. I was captivated by the contrast of his skin against hers. He was standing behind her and his hand slid down and disappeared between her legs. She let out a gasp as he slid in her.

My mouthy was really dry as I glanced at Samuel’s door to make sure he wasn’t coming out. The couple on the screen had shifted so that the blond was facing the black guy. He sat down on the couch and she stood before him. The camera angle was from behind her. It showed his cock sticking straight up as she spread her legs slightly and he put his hands on her hips. She steadied herself by holding on to the couch by his shoulders and began to lower herself down. She gasped again as the tip of his cock touched her between her legs.

He was quite well endowed. I kept thinking “It will never fit”

Her head rolled back as the head disappeared inside her. She steadied herself and he slowly pushed down on her hips. Her head fell forward onto his shoulder and you could hear short gaspy breaths as that cock slowly impaled her. She did take it all. Soon all you could see were his balls resting under her ass. She rotated her hips as if she was grinding herself against him. His black hands cupped her ass as she began to lift herself up. She tensed and had what was unmistakably a very nice orgasm. I think I was slightly jealous. I was also slightly wet. Then he began to seriously fuck her. I swallowed another sip of coffee and watched her come again and again. She was bathed in sweat and close to exhaustion. The black guy was now on top with her knees up by her shoulders as he pounded into her. He leaned down and kissed her as he forced himself deep into her. His back tensed as I realized that he was filling her with cum. Black cum. I was now very wet. My legs were weak. I thought that was just a figure of speech but my knees were shaking. This whole scenario was way too weird.

I wondered why he had this movie. Did he like white girls? God, what did he look like naked. Was he washing himself? How big was he. I’d never even considered a black man as a lover before. Hell, I’d only been with two other men before Kevin. I should go home. I wanted to go home. I wanted to have an orgasm, orgasms, like the girl in the tape.

I looked over at the bedroom door. I still don’t know why I did what I did. I turned off the VCR and walked over to his bedroom door. It was open a crack and I could hear the water still running. Steam was coming out of the shower. His running clothes were on the floor next to his bed, which was unmade. I pushed the door slowly and it creaked a little. My heart leapt again but the shower continued. I stepped inside. My whole body was shaking.

“Stop, run get out” I told myself. But I didn’t. I stood there. My throat was dry. My head was spinning; it was like it wasn’t really me. I undid my bathrobe and let it fall to the floor next to his running clothes. I put my fingers into the waistband of my shorts and slid them to the floor. I stepped out of them and saw myself in the mirror. I wondered what his hands would look like on my body. I went into the bathroom. Swallowed one last time, grabbed the edge of the shower curtain and stepped through.

He was a little bit shocked. It took him a second to realize what had happened. He sort of stood there in front of me with the water running over his head. He looked at me and smiled. I bit my lip and looked down at his cock, which, although not of legendary proportions, was bigger limp than Kevin’s. I took the soap from him and said, “I thought you might need some help”

I began to wash his body. I washed it from top to bottom although I’m fairly certain that he had washed it already. I was looking at my small white hand with my wedding band sliding over his muscled torso. My hand reached around his cock and gently washed it up and down. I could feel every vein as it began to grow. I ran my hands up and down it wondering what it would feel like in me. He placed his hands on my shoulders as I played with his balls and he slowly got bigger and harder in my hand. He pulled me close and I felt his cock flat against my stomach as he kissed me gently on the lips. I returned his kiss with a deep kiss feeling his hands slide all over my body. His cock was going to go very deep.

He stepped back and began to wash me. His large hands and long fingers ran the soap over my shoulders and I closed my eyes as he held my breasts and lightly pinched my nipples. He turned me around and washed me from behind. I could feel his cock against my back as his hands slid down my stomach and spread my legs. His finger slid right in me. I was so wet and I let out a little gasp as he began to finger me. He slid into his second knuckle. My knees were getting weak. I was going to come on his finger if he didn’t stop. But he did know when to stop. He turned me around and rinsed me off. Turning off the water he pulled the shower curtain aside and pulled out a clean towel and began to pat me dry like a prize. He dried himself and I watched. Then he took my hand and led me out of the bathroom and towards the bed.

The cool air gave me goose bumps all over my body. This is it I thought. I’m about to be unfaithful to my husband. I’m about to be fucked by this black man in his bed while my husband is at work. Was it too late to stop I wondered, could I stop. Could I go through with it? He laid me back on the bed with my knees over the edge, and then he lowered himself to his knees in front of me. He put my hands on my breasts and lifted my feet up so that just my heels rested on the edge of the bed. He kissed the inside of my thigh, then kissed it again only higher. I realized what he was doing. I’d only let Kevin do it a few times but it was awkward and amateurish. Samuel’s tongue must have done this many times before. His tongue was warm and talented. It darted in and out and ran up and down the soaking folds of my cunt. God it felt so good. I squeezed my breasts and played with my nipples as he quickened the pace. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to an orgasm. My back began to tense and my head turned from side to side. I bit my lip as I approached release. I’d forgotten where I was and now I was just concentrating on what was going on. Then it hit. I forced my hips up into his face as I held his head, my body exploding on his tongue. I was gasping for air as he kept gently touching my clit. I finally had to push his head away as I was getting too sensitive. I looked down between my outstretched thighs to see his black head look up and stare into my eyes.

He stood up in front of me and I sat up on the edge of the bed. His cock head was in front of my face, a little bead of precum pooling on the tip. I swallowed again and opened my mouth taking the head in my mouth. I was afraid I would gag or wretch but it seemed so natural. I sucked him as deep as I could as he held my head. I heard him moan as I sucked his cock. His hands were tangled in my hair as I tried to get as much of him in my mouth as I could. I swear I was going to come again just from sucking on him. He moaned some more and I began to wonder what I would do when he came. I never swallowed Kevin’s cum.

I never had to decide. He suddenly pulled my head away and said, “Not the way I want to come”

I’d thought for a moment that maybe we’d stop at a blowjob, but not today. He pushed me back on the bed and kneeled in front of me. He put his hands on my knees and spread me wide open. I watched almost in a sexual daze as a set of black fingers on each knee slowly pushed my legs farther apart. His cock was straight out in front of him covered in my salvia. He began to lower himself forward. I swear I was like a bitch in heat. I wanted this so bad. I tensed for on last moment. I felt the tip touch my opening and my hips involuntarily pushed up to meet him. He smiled and looked down at me.

“You like my black cock? Don’t you?”

I nodded. I felt him thrust down with his hips. His cock began to slide in and disappear in me, now the weight of his body spread me apart. I could feel every inch of him slide in until the tip of his big black cock rested against the opening of my cervix. I had never had anything that deep. I closed my eyes as I adjusted to having him in me. He rocked from side to side and seated himself as deep as he could. I was totally impaled by his cock. His balls rested in the crack of my ass and I could feel them soft and heavy against me. I momentarily thought about the box of condoms in the dresser next to my own bed, they wouldn’t do me any good now.

I ground my pelvis against his and felt another orgasm building. I knew it wasn’t going to take long before I came again. He reached down and ran his hands up my arms pushing my arms up over my head, his fingers entwined with mine holding me under him.

“Look at me “ he said.

I looked up at his big brown eyes, and I came. The totality of what was going on caused my body to thrash under him. He smiled and began to slide slowly out until just the tip remained inside then he slid all the way back inside. I gasped again and again as he began to fuck me harder and deeper. The whole bed shook with the force of our fuck. His cock grew harder and bigger and I knew that he was going to come in me soon. That thought set me over the edge again. I had never come this way with Kevin. The danger of it, the tabooness of it, the mental image of him screwing my white ass so completely set me into a continuous orgasm. I began to think about his balls forcing gobs of thick wiggling sperm deep into my unprotected womb, searching for an egg to spear. My heels dug into his bed but his hands held me fast. I looked up and his face was inches from mine and I knew he could feel the insides of my cunt contracting and sucking against his cock. He kept sliding in and out fucking away and I kept coming.

Then he said “Its time”

I looked up at him as I felt him push as hard and deep as he could. His balls tightened up and squirt after squirt of his fluid began to fill my insides. I grabbed his head and pulled his mouth to mine as he filled me. I could feel him starting to leak out from around his cock and run down the crack of my ass on to his sheets. He collapsed and kissed me again as held my head.

We rested for a few minutes. Every movement he made caused me to twitch as he deflated inside me. I let out a small sigh as he slid out and lay beside me pulling me over to rest my head on his chest. My small white hand playing with his soaked cock. He was literally flowing out of me making a puddle on the bed. I hoped it wasn’t a bad time of the month for this. I slid down and began to lick him clean of our fluids. He tasted wet and salty as I cleaned off the combination of his and my illicit coupling. It didn’t take long for him to get hard and I concentrated on making him come again. I felt the head swell and he held my head in his lap. He wasn’t going to pull away this time. He groaned and I felt what was left in him squirting into my mouth. I closed my eyes and swallowed. It was like swallowing a hot raw egg. We both fell back on the cool sheets.

Samuel looked over at the clock. “The repair man should be in by now”

He called the office for me and one of the workers came over with the master key. The worker was an old black guy. He sort of just looked at us both, as I stood there in my bathrobe next to Samuel in a pair of clean running shorts. Samuels’s hand rested on my ass. I could feel his cum running down my leg. The maintenance man look at Samuel, then at me then at my leg and smiled. I was suddenly very conscious of what I’d just done. The man opened my door and I stepped inside.

“Thanks for the coffee. “ I said

“Any time” he answered.

I closed the door and went inside. On the counter there was a note from Kevin.

“Hi. Came back because I forgot my notes. Where were you? See you tonight and you can tell me all about it. Kevin” So now I wait.