He laughed. "I don't think you would refuse. I think you like big black cock too much."
I didn't think I would either. Not now, I thought silently to myself as we walked into the room and I saw Mau laying on the bed, his huge swollen cock at the ready. He wasn't that good to look at, his scars and all, but his huge cock kept me mesmerized. I eagerly crawled onto the bed. Our English lessons had started out with sex talk, and I had him explain what he wanted me to do.
"Ride me, ride my big fat cock."
I did as he told me. I was already wet with anticipation and fully swollen open to receive him. All thoughts of escaping were gone now. I crawled up and straddled him, sliding his swollen head through my slickness, parting the lips guarding my opening and positioned him. It was all I could do to constrain myself from just dropping down and being impaled. I wanted to go down slowly, to feel every inch of him, every swollen ripple. His shaft was thicker than my wrist and the swollen head was almost the size of my fist. I closed my eyes and slowly lowered, feeling the head part me. Oh god it felt good as I slid further down his shaft. My hands were on his chest holding me up, my feet placed on either side of him. I could feel him stretching me, opening me more. He was touching and rubbing against every nerve ending available in my pussy. I was all the way down and sitting on him before I knew it. There was no pain, no hurting as I rested, him pushing against my cervix, pushing it up deeper into me.
I lightly ground and thrust my groin at him letting the feel of his swollen head rub against me there sending shivers throughout my body. I wasn't aware I had been so close to an orgasm as one rose and surged through me. My body quivered and shook and convulsed in pleasure, my groin grinding into him. When my quivering slowed, he lifted me up and holding me in the air started thrusting up into me as best as he could. I finally had to help when I got my strength back and started rising and falling on him and was slapping my butt hard down on him when my next orgasm started. I dropped down hard on him impaling myself on his pole as my body twitched and milked at him. He was fondling my breasts, pinching my nipples and rising up and sucking at them when I felt him stiffen and pump gobs and gobs of his cum into me. I tried squeezing my muscles hard and tried lifting myself up trying to pull all of it from him, to squeeze it into me but finally had to sit back down on him as another orgasm roared through me.
Somehow as I was quivering in my release, he had spun me around and had me on my hands and knees and was still inside me. I didn't know how he did it or remembered him doing it but now he was thrusting into me doggy and driving me into another orgasm. They hadn't done me this way before and it felt good now that it was being done. My body adjusted to him much better this way and it felt like he was going in deeper. He had grabbed my hair with one hand and pulled my head back forcing me into him arching my back. The other hand he gripped my thigh to help hold me up and started driving his pole into me hard. He fucked me this way through several orgasms before he again pushed in hard, held himself still and shot his load into me. I couldn't understand how he could stay so hard for so long and produce so much cum. He sat back and pulled me down so I was sitting on his lap with him still inside me. We sat this way as he caressed my breasts, kissing my neck until I turned my head enough for him to kiss me on my mouth. I kissed back, turning myself around facing him and lay down upon him keeping him inside me. We stayed this way until he shrank and slipped from me and went to sleep.
I was exhausted and almost drifted off but Wayne interrupted and whispered he needed me. I rolled off and followed him from the room into another bed room off the living room. He didn't ask me to clean up; he just pushed me back upon the bed so he could crawl up between my legs and started slow fucking me while lying on me. I came several times and so did he before I fell asleep from exhaustion. I know he or both of them had taken me repeatedly throughout the night even though when I woke the next morning, I was laying beside Wayne. My body was tired and sore.
I got up slipping from bed quietly and went into the master bath. When I spied the large sunken tub, I immediately filled it with hot water and slipped in. It felt like heaven and I soaked the tired soreness away. I had been soaking for several hours when I noticed my hands were starting to wrinkle and began wondering why no one had been in to check on me. I quietly slipped from the tub and wrapped up in a large towel and peeked into the bedroom. There was no one there. The house was quiet so I walked from the bedroom and wandered through the rest of the house. I found myself alone. I went back to the living room and looked around again for my purse and spied it in the same place although this time it was on top of my neatly folded clothes which were lying on top of a box. Curious I went to it and first checked my purse. My car keys were in it along with my .38. It was still loaded. I was getting very confused now wondering just what this meant. I peeked into the garage and found my car still there. I didn't understand at all now. Did this mean I was free to go? Still wrapped in the towel, I went back into the house to get my clothes and dress. I looked into the boxes under my clothes and found a new outfit, consisting of a beautiful white silk blouse and matching white lace bra and panties with a soft dark blue wool skirt and jacket. It was the softest wool I had ever felt. Under it all was this note.
"I hope in a small way this makes up for what I have put you through. You are free to go if you wish. There was never any intention to hurt you in any way. I along with Mau hope you stay for the rest of the weekend and help with his lessons. We will be back home by 2:00. Hope you will still be there."
Wayne