Sara answered the knock at the door, her long black ponytail swinging gaily behind her. She was wearing a shear navy blue sarong and nothing else, except a smile that underscored her delight at seeing Tyson.
"Come in, we don't have much time." she said, watching him as he entered slowly, towering over her and returning her infectious smile with a wide grin.
"Let me help you undress." she said, taking his hand and leading him to the elegant upholstered arm chair by the sliding glass door leading onto the balcony, "Thank you so much for coming up to see me on your lunch hour- I really appreciate it Tyson."
"It's my pleasure, Mrs. Porter." he replied, in his sexy baritone voice.
"It's Sara, Tyson, please." she insisted, "We'll be spending time together for the rest of the week. No need to be so formal."
She was amazed at the sheer size of the black man. She was a little taller than five feet and noticed his chest was level with her eye, making him quite tall. He was very broad shouldered and muscular. "Such big stud." she said lustfully, as she paced slowly around him, tracing her hand along his crotch and backside. He watched as she circled him twice.
Smiling down at her, he admired her exotic form. Her erect nipples protruding through her sarong, were visible against the yellow backdrop of the floor below. They appeared a soft lavender through the shear blue fabric.
She was very petite and had maintained her tight little cheerleader's body, since graduation three years earlier. She was toned and curvy across the hips and backside. Her B cup breasts, needed no support. Her rosy nipples long and thick, perfectly centered in her tiny round areolae nosed slightly upward. Her porcelain white skin and glacier blue eyes in stark contrast to her straight, long black hair, always made any man that glanced her, take notice.
Sara jumped up on the chair and quickly pulling his burgundy golf shirt over his silky smooth bald head, and tossed it behind her. Her lungs filled with the delightful blend of musk and perspiration that was his scent, causing her to flush. Her cheeks and décolletage showed a rosy blush as her pulse quickened. Now she could properly see the marvelous physique of the sexy black man for the first time. His skin was an even deep brown. She marveled at the most well defined upper body she had ever seen. He was perfect, reminding her of a Diesel Underwear model. Her body was responding to him unconsciously, heart fluttering, pupils dilating, and breath became hot and sweet.
She softly traced the line of one of the thick protruding veins that ran down the length of his biceps before reaching up to kiss him on full the lips. They tasted each other, tentatively at first. Soon their tongues began to dance and then, exploring deep into the other's mouth they turned and twisted in the gentle ballet of seduction. Sara was pleased to learn his cock wasn't the only part of him with tremendous reach as he traced a line along the back of her teeth, and across her pallet.
Sara was now aching to be touched, held captive, and embraced from within and without all at once. "I want you to take me slowly and gently on that bed forever- Go slowly and be gentle until I can take all of you, then I want you to fill me up with your sweet sticky cum again..." she whispered.
"We have an hour." he said, lifting her gently so they faced each other eye to eye.
"I know Tyson." she said, wrapping her legs neatly around his narrow waist, then looking deep into his sexy dark eyes insisted, "Breed me. I want you to have pregnant before I leave."
"What about Mr. Porter?" he asked, incredulous.
"You leave that to me." she said, giggling softly, "My little Jack has a big surprise awaiting him when he comes back this afternoon. It may singe his masculine pride a little but in the end he'll understand and do the right thing." She offered a knowing and wicked smile, "I may need another fuck after dinner. Can you manage a second visit?"
"Of course Ms. Sara. How could I refuse? Tyson is a gentleman." he assured her, smiling while in the back of his mind he wondered what 'the right thing' might look like.
He spun her around several times, much to her delight as he moved toward the bed. Stopping to kiss her again for a moment, he laid her gently across the duvet. She was soon up on one elbow watching him removing his trousers and underwear. He wore spandex boxers, to hold his incredible manhood neatly against his leg. Together with the loose fitting hotel uniform he was able to avoid prying eyes. As the boxers came off, his penis sprung forward, toward Sara who squealed with delight.
When she'd seen it earlier, it had shocked and intimidated her. Tyson's expert control as he gently reshaped her pussy to take him soon changed her attitude completely. She now had a major crush on his big black cock. Sitting up, she eagerly took hold of him with both hands and placed the massive head in her mouth. She gently sucked and licked, before taking several inches more of him, letting out a long resonant moan from deep inside.
Ty's cock rewarded her with a spurt of cum, salty sweet. She hungrily swallowed, "Yummy Tyson! Such a tasty big black cock!" she said.
As she sucked and pulled the smooth tan brown glans with her tongue she realized that she would never be able to deep throat this monster. Ty was just too big and could never enter her throat. She would just have to find other ways to please him.
She rose to her knees and holding his impressive shaft with her left hand, began gently massaging his frenum in a slow circular motion with her thumb. His scrotum was in her other hand, as she pulled and squeezed gently, separating his large pendulous testicles from the base of his shaft.
She stroked and licked his scrotum and the bottom of his shaft enthusiastically. Handling a super cock like Tyson's was a completely different game and she loved it! She was doing something right as he responded quickly swelling to full hardness in no time at all.
Sara turned around and getting into doggy position gave her tight little ass a little enticing shake. "Take my little white pussy Ty!" she said, closing her eyes, expecting to feel the slippery glans pushing against her eager opening.
What she felt instead was Tyson seizing her thighs just above the knee with both hands, and pressing his mouth firmly against her pussy in an eager open mouthed kiss.
