Lying in bed next to my sleeping neighbor, I could not take my eyes off of his huge black cock. I just wanted to play with it, see how fast I could make it hard. I thought about different sexual positions, wondering if I could even ride on top of a cock that big. It was shocking to think how that thick monster fit in me the night before. We fucked missionary on his couch, and I was fucked anal for the first time in his bed. As I scanned back and forth from my engagement ring to his beautiful cock, I had conflicting feelings of disgrace and fulfillment. If anyone found out what I did last night, I do not think I could have lived with myself, while another part of me wanted more.
I was not feeling well so I decided it was time to get out of there. I got out of Bryce's bed and walked to his bathroom as quiet as I could. I was so sore from the night before, my legs felt like Jello. I got to his bathroom, slashed water on my face, and sat on his toilet. When I was done, I opened the door and was greeted by Bryce with his friendly smile and the sight of his huge dick hanging down his thigh. He handed me a bottled water and my clothes and said, "that was fun last night, don't worry, Dan doesn't need to know." I felt so embarrassed and awkward. I struggled to put my shorts and t-shirt on and then began to limp towards his front door. Along the way, I chugged the water that he gave me and told that last night was a mistake and could not happen again. For a moment, I felt proud of the way I said it, but he chuckled which made it clear that he was not taking me seriously. When we got to his door, he gave me a kiss on my forehead and gave me a hug that sent chills through my body. I peeked out the door to make sure no one would see me and raced next door to my condo unit.
When I got home, I took a long shower and fell back asleep. I was woken up a couple hours later from the phone ringing. I picked up the phone and it was my fiancé Dan. My heart initially skipped a beat, as if Dan knew what happened last night. He clearly didn't so I began to relax, and we had a pretty normal conversion. I told how I didn't feel well due to the night I had out with work friends. He laughed it off and blabbed about Army stuff. He was telling me a story from the night before and in my head, all I can think was 'oh yeah, that was around the same time our black neighbor was fucking my brains out.'
I spent the rest of day in recovery mode, falling in and out of sleep on my living room couch. I woke up close around midnight to a clacking sound coming from next door. "Holy shit, he's already fucking someone else!" The woman was moaning as loud as I was the night before and a jealous rage came over me. My pussy was still sore, but it didn't stop me from fingering myself. I came immediately, well before they had finished fucking. It was torture having to listen to them, wishing it was me getting fucked by Bryce.
The rest of the weekend, I did not leave my condo. I basically just laid around obsessed with piecing everything together from the Friday night I had. On Monday, I went to work with goal of going back to having a normal life. Work did help take my mind off Bryce but when I got home, I practically ran to my front door to avoid the chance of seeing him. When I got home, I poured a glass of wine, made myself dinner, and settled down to watch TV. I was hoping for Dan to call but I knew he wasn't going to get a chance to call me until later in the week. I was bored and kept thinking about Bryce. The thought then came to me to maybe go on the internet and look up some porn sites. I had never done it before, but I was curious to look at other big black cocks, However, just when I got online, my doorbell ring. I looked through my peep hole and saw it was Bryce. It was like he knew what I was doing and nerves rushed through me. I quickly assessed the way I looked. I was still in my work clothes. I was wearing a sexy flowered dress that in hindsight, I probably wore subconsciously, on the chance I saw Bryce.
I was nervously shaking when I opened the door. I looked up at Bryce who towered over me. With his mischievous grin, he reached out his large hand and said, "you forgot this the other night." It was the hair tie that I had on to hold up my ponytail. I thanked him but could barely speak I was so nervous. He asked if he could come in and without me being able to answer, he proceeding to walk past me. I looked out the door to make sure no one could see him walk in.
After I closed my front door, I turned around to see Bryce looking me up and down and saying how much fun he had with me on Friday. I replied, "it was quite a night but like I said, it was a mistake and cannot happen again." He then said, "I respect that, but I know that you have not stopped thinking about me, and you know that sex with your boyfriend will never be the same again, right?" I answered back "Dan is my fiancée and that's not true. I love him and we are getting mar..." Before I could finish talking, he put his big hands around my waist, pulled me to him, and began to kiss me. "You would not have let me in if you didn't want this," he said. He was right, I could have stopped him from coming inside. I tried to initially resist him, but he was so strong and so unbelievably sexy.
