I wrote my short story of an experience to Literotica not understanding or realizing the response I would get. Sometimes I was ashamed of what I had done but also very excited and masturbated to my actions many times. Please read chapter one if you have not.
After writing my story, I have received over three hundred emails, I cannot believe it. About twenty of those emails were hate mails telling me what a slut whore I was and I should die. The rest, which was over three hundred were men wanting me to tell them more about it and most wishing their wife had done what I did. I did not have a lot to tell as it all happened so fast and didn't understand the amount of details men would want. I don't understand why they feel that way but it was obvious that they do.
I read each email because I could not believe some of the things I was told. I answered what I could but could not answer all of them. Most of the men were saying I should have done more with Marcus, in which now I have and have a little more to tell. I will tell what happened with my next encounter with Marcus the best I can. I am taking the advice of most of the people who have read my story. I don't feel very comfortable with writing and especially detailed sex so just take it for what its worth.
The more emails I got from husbands telling me they wish I was their wife and some women telling me they had a black man on the side made me want to feel Marcus inside of me even more and drove me to create an encounter with him. I spent many nights masturbating after I had read emails wanting me to give in to him, and I did.
I began to look for Marcus at the ball fields and when I would see him I would smile instead of avoiding him in which I had done for so long. It wasn't long before he was stopping and chatting with me. I began to respond to his flirting by doing the same. One evening he walked up to me sitting in the bleachers and said,"We need to finish what we started."
I grinned slyly at him. "What did we start?"
Marcus laughed, "Donna, you know what we started and I am ready to finish it."
"Shhhh" I whispered to him because he spoke a little too loud. He just grinned at me.
"So how did you plan on finishing it?" I asked him.
"I know a place we can go out by a lake over across from that dairy farm in Yatesville."
"How far is that?"
"Its only about 15 miles, back on an old dirt road in the woods, my uncle owns that place out there."
"So you think that is safe, are there people out there?" I asked him being skeptical.
"Nah, ain't nobody there, come on you can follow me out there."
"I can't do that today anyway, I have to wait on Josh and carry him home."
"What about tomorrow, can you get away then?"
"I have to get groceries tomorrow evening; I might meet you there and see what happens."
"I tell you what, you meet me right here in the parking lot at six-thirty tomorrow evening and just follow me, it will only take us twenty minutes to get there."
"Ok, but don't just expect to do anything though ok?"
"That's cool baby." He said and winked at me.
I had kept a smile on my face the whole time. That night it was all I could think about and didn't know if I could really go through with it. All I could think about was how Marcus would feel inside of me.
The next evening came and I was filled with anticipation from thinking of what might happen all day.
"I am going to wal-mart to get groceries honey, is there anything you want." I said to my husband as I walked through the living room.
"No I don't want anything." He said as he tuned back to the television.
I drove to the ball-field and there was Marcus in the parking lot with his van running. He spotted me and pulled out in front. I followed him. We drove for over fifteen minutes until he turned off the highway on a side road. It was a few miles before he turned down another road which turned into dirt. We turned off again on another dirt road which had a lot of pine straw on it as it got deeper in the woods and then there was a small clearing with a lake visible. He pulled up close to the edge of the clearing which was close to the lake. I pulled up beside him and we got out.
"So what do ya think about this place, secluded enough for you?"
"Yeah are you sure it's ok?"
"Yeah, my uncle owns this; I keep this spot up myself."
Marcus walked up to me placing his hands on my shoulders; he pushed me against my car and started kissing me. I had butterflies in my stomach as I kissed him back. His tongue probed the inside of my mouth. I sucked on it lightly. I put my arms around him; I could feel the muscles in his back. He began to massage my buttocks, kneading them with his fingers.
"Come on, let's get in the van." He led me to the side door holding my hand.
I looked inside as Marcus opened the door; I saw that he had a mattress with sheets and a blanket in the back. The back seat of the van had been removed. He helped me inside; he followed and closed the door. I sat with my legs to the side. Marcus began to kiss me again.
We were making out passionately as his hands had made there way to my breast. My nipples had hardened between his fingers as he massaged them through my shirt. He soon had unbuttoned my blouse and pulled my bra down over my breast and began sucking them. The sensation of his thick lips rubbing across my nipple and his tongue circling them felt so good. My hips rotated as he began rubbing between my legs. I slowly spread wide them for him.
Marcus removed my sandals and then began unbuttoning my jeans. I fluttered as he unzipped them.
"Let's get these off you." He said in a soft masculine tone.
I lay back and raised my hips while he pulled them over my thighs to my ankles; I pulled my feet from them exposing my tanned legs and white panties. Marcus removed his pants and then his underwear as his massive black cock flung free. I stared at it remembering how it felt in my mouth. My heart began to race, my stomach fluttered as the thoughts of what was about to happen to me became real.
He lay beside me and began kissing me again moving to my nipples sucking. His fingers now found the wetness between my legs. He massaged me through my panties, my juices began to flow now. He pulled my panties down, removing them. I felt very nervous as his hand softly smoothed its way back up between my legs, rubbing the inside of my thigh on his way up. His fingers massaged my clit as one of them probed the insides of me.
My mind raced, I could not believe I was going through with this but I could not help it. I was entranced by Marcus and had spent so many nights fantasizing of him and his cock, my pussy aching for him. This was it, I would go through with it, and I would give myself to him.
Marcus went to his knees; he placed a pillow behind my head and straddled my face lower his big black nuts across my lips. They felt soft and bulbous. I opened my mouth and he dropped one of them inside. I sucked it, tongued it. The shaft of his cock rubbed across my nose and forehead. He then pulled his sack from my mouth and began rubbing the head his cock across my lips. I instinctively opened my mouth taking the head in and began to suck. He grew even harder in my mouth as my tongue worked feverishly over the head. I wrapped my hand around the thick shaft stroking him as I sucked. I felt the foreskin roll up in my mouth. It felt soft and velvety as I ran my tongue around it. It was a strange sensation sucking the head with that amount of foreskin. I had never had that much in my mouth, but I had only been with a couple of men in my life.
He started to slowly hump my mouth in a rhythmic fucking motion. I felt my hips rotating and the swelling between my legs as Marcus fucked my face. I was so horny and my pussy ached so bad that I arched my back and I raised my hips in the air. I could not wait until he would take me, all of me.
