This is part of an ongoing series into the sexual awakening of my partner from young virgin to black cock hungry slut. Pt1 covered how we met, whilst Pt2 was her first time with another man, a black man.
The story continues as genuine life events.
Once again our thanks to ThoughtAcceptable679 for feedback and guidance.
Months had passed since Jason, and we were spending many an evening talking about that night. Jason even came back one evening to fuck Laura again, whilst I was out with my mates. Receiving picture messages from him exhibiting my girlfriend's legs in the air with him buried deep in her smooth snatch is a turn-on. I love knowing that she has fucked Jason without me around, it's erotic knowing she has desires and that she is fulfilling them. But there was still that desire within Laura for something bigger, something much darker...
We opened up the swinging site hub, and were met by the usual array of messages:
I want you - Keith, 54
Send me pics - Sam, 18
You look so hot - Barry, 67
I will take L to new levels of pleasure if she truly wants it - Dark Knight, 35
The last message struck our interest. With mounting intrigue we clicked on the email and then quickly went to view his profile. Dark Knight. It had been 6 months since Jason, and although he had come over again for a quick fuck she has wanted to feel that nervous excitement again of meeting someone new, that thrill of 'he knows why he's here, I know what I want, let's just fuck like animals.'
Could this Dark Knight be the right person...
We examined his pictures purposefully. Laura studied each image, his torso, lips, & cock are all consumed and a mental image of this Dark Knight began to form in her head. It wasn't long before Laura asked me to message him and say we are interested.
"Hey, thanks for taking the time to view our profile, and for the nice message. It would be great to maybe meet up for a drink and see if we all get on!? Would that be of interest? Where are you located?"
Sent.... We waited, our minds racing. I'm organising an absolute stud to fuck my girlfriend, what would people think of us if they knew!?
Dark Knight replies moments later.
"Oh yes! I would be very interested in meeting your sexy lady, I live in the city and would be very happy to meet and show her what she needs in her life." - signed T'chala
Laura read his reply.
"T'chala his name sounds tribal, like a man who just takes any woman he wants to breed." Her voice was breathy, the excitement evident in her tone.
We organised a meeting with T'chala. It was a full day's travel and a hotel to visit the city but it was all part of the experience and enjoyment. I was already excited, just the knowledge of this ebony monster wanting to penetrate and stretch my girlfriend, who only a few years ago hadn't even seen or touched a cock, but was now seeking out the darkest of meats for her to devour was such a turn-on.
Laura started to get ready: showered, pampered, hair fixed & lingerie set laid out on the bed. It was a teal set from Honey Birdette, with diamonds set into the bra and suspender belt, it screamed class and sexual confidence. We agreed to meet T'chala in a bar, not far from where we were staying. She walked out of the bathroom, looking especially stunning. "I'm ready." She declared, handing me a little box. I opened it to see an ankle bracelet with a queen of spades charm.
"You need to put this on me, so everyone knows I'm available."
I looked upon my beautiful partner, in a long satin coat just above knee-length that hung over her body articulating her curves and figure, her killer pink heels and her charm slipped on her right ankle. It's naughty but classy when paired with her heels.
It was only when we walked to the bar that I realised that underneath the coat L is ONLY wearing the lingerie set, nothing else. As she walked you could make out flashes of exposed skin, the top of her stockings, as we stood to cross the road a breeze picked up and her satin coat fluttered and a few members of the city got a glimpse of her toned, pert ass, her teal thong. I moved to cover her modesty, only for her to tell me "Let them see". The words and her confidence sent a thrill through my body.
We arrived at the bar and await T'chala. We took a seat downstairs, out of the way in a secluded corner.
Her back was to the staircase as he approached. I stood to shake his hand. 'He is big!' The thought flew through my head as soon as I was standing next to him looking up. He beamed his broad smile, he looked Sudanese.
Laura stood to meet him; he's not seen her up close this was his first time. In the deepest dialect, T'chala exclaims:
"Gosh, aren't you delightful, would you like a top-up on your drinks?"
Like the first time I asked her on a date she was flustered and answered meekly
"N-n-no I'm fine thank you."
I smiled; 'She's certainly interested in this stallion of a man'. This definitely wasn't his first rodeo he seemed assured, confident, he knows he will be using my partner as a fuck doll.
"I'll have a pint please buddy!" I said.
As T'chala went for my drink I moved closer to my girlfriend and caressed her, telling her I love her, she looks so stunning. All the while I gently spread her legs so T'chala could have easier access upon his return.
He arrived drinks in hand and declared:
"To fun and friends."
It turned out T'chala and I work in the same industry. We chatted for 30 mins. We were super relaxed around each other; he doesn't pay Laura much attention, even though she was sitting there with her legs spread offering her wetness to him. It was only when I got up to head to the toilet that I realised that his hand was working up between her thighs towards her hotness. 'I bet he's been doing that since he sat down'. Laura would not have known what to say or do. T'chala had been fingering my partner at the table since he declared his toast.
I asked a simple question "Should I go for a cigarette Laura?"
"Yes, you could smoke as T'chala walks me to our hotel," She said, smiling. She knows that's the code for me to gauge if she wants to offer herself to this ebony god.