"Once you are here, I will have my dick in your mouth within five minutes."
There is a fine line between cocky and confident, and he came across as the latter. If he did not, I would not drive the couple of hours to see if he was full of shit.
He showed me pictures on the internet; pictures of his dick and him standing there holding it, and pictures of it from different angles. He definitely is bigger than my husband is. Moreover, after the last time my husband and I had sex, I definitely needed some good fucking.
You see, the last time my husband and I had sex; it consisted of ten minutes of me blowing him, and five minutes of fucking. I needed a good pounding, and that is just what he promised.
As I came around the corner to his place, he waited in the driveway to lead me into his house. I parked on the street as he said, and followed him inside the house.
No sooner did the door close than he turned me towards him and kissed me hard. I was right. He had me before he kissed me. Once he did, however, I knew that I would do what he wanted for my entire time there.
He was black, and over six feet tall. He stood about 8 inches over me, and had long arms, which easily wrapped around me, pulling me close to him. I could feel his stiff cock pressing against my stomach, and knew that I was going to be stretched, just as I wanted.
He led me into the room and started taking off my shirt and bra. He then laid me on the bed, on my back, and pulled his cock out of his pants, pushing it into my mouth, not forcefully, but enough that I wanted to take him deeply into my mouth.
He was right. He had his dick in my mouth within the first five minutes. I was glad. I wanted to see that dick up close and personally, before he filled me with it. That is getting ahead of me.
After a moment or two of sucking his cock, he pulled it out, so that we could finish getting undressed. It was nice, seeing that thick cock pointing straight up, looking primed to please me as I deserved. He helped slide my pants off, and stood there, looking at me naked.
I am not a model type, but he made me feel gorgeous. I could not wait for him to take me; fuck me like his little white slut.
Once we were naked, he gently threw me onto the bed, and positioned us into a sixty-nine. We were on our sides, with his cock in my mouth, and me sucking it, while he put one, and then two fingers into my pussy. I think it was no more than five strokes of his second finger that made my pussy gush. It felt so good to finally cum as I needed.
Yet, he continued. He was forcing his fingers in and out of my cunt, as I felt my juices against my ass. He was three fingers in, when I started taking his cock deep in my mouth. I did not think I would be able to take it all, but I did so, and did it quite well. I felt the head of his cock brushing the back of my throat. It was definitely going deeper than my husband could and I wanted more.