Our plane was waiting for us when we arrived at the meadow and we quickly boarded and flew on to Huston where we disembarked for the night. Wayne had reserved joined rooms so we all would be together. We no sooner arrived at our rooms when he was trying to get me into bed.
"No Wayne, let's go eat first and look around." I'd never been to Huston and wanted to explore. Most of all I wanted to get to a computer. When I looked at my pill case, I noticed I missed more than 7 of the active pills. I needed to find out what to do.
He had already removed his shorts freeing an extremely engorged cock and had mine pulled off before he reluctantly agreed after I had kept pushing him away. I almost thought he was going to force me and probably would have if Jake hadn't come in the room and insisted we go eat. As we left the hotel, I saw several computers that were available for guests. I would have to use one when we got back.
Dinner was uneventful and I was disappointed no one wanted to go exploring at the time. Actually I didn't either. I picked at my food and was hoping the exploring would get Wayne's thoughts off of sex. His hands kept wandering over my thighs as we sat eating. I was getting more worried than ever thinking I may be pregnant. I needed to get to the computer to see what could be done. I was so worried I was getting a headache. I asked Wayne if I could go back to the hotel saying I didn't feel good. He and the rest could explore. They decided it would be OK. Great I thought. I walked back and sat down at one of the computers and hit the internet. I was horrified at what I found. The missing of the active pills would put me in danger. Other contraceptives should have been used to avoid pregnancy. I had missed 7 or more. I needed to check again.
I rushed back to my room and locked myself in the bathroom with my overnight bag. I checked. I had missed taking 8 of the active pills. What I found out on the internet is that I should continue taking the active I missed and then start a new pack. It would throw off my next period, delay it and I still could be pregnant. I popped one out and took it anyway. It was then I noticed a small folded up paper inside the case. I unfolded it and discovered it was from Greg. I didn't know why but he wrote down his phone number and address. He also said he would visit soon if I wanted him to. That excited me a little but also compounded my problems. How would Wayne and the others react if I had someone else?
I wondered how I got here in this mess. I was a "good girl" from a good solid southern white family of strong Catholic faith. This was against all the principles I had been raised with. Still I was intrigued with it all. It felt so fucking good. Sex hadn't been like this before, this erotic, exciting and intense. I kept looking at his phone number and finally left the bathroom and got my phone. I went back in and closed the door while starting the water in the tub. The others had not returned and I wanted privacy. I called the number both hoping he wouldn't answer and hoping he would.
"Hello, hello. I know it is you Sara. You miss me already."
"Yes, I do miss you."
"Are you home yet?"
"No, I'm in Huston."
"When will you be home?"
"Tomorrow night."
"What are you doing now?"
"Getting ready to take a long bath and soak, maybe shave my legs and all."
"Don't shave your golden patch, I like it natural."
"You do? You didn't say anything before."
"Well I do."
I heard them come into the other room and I quickly stripped and slipped into the tub as I said good bye. The hot water felt good as I leaned back in thought at what had just taken place. Would he follow me home? I was excited at the thought. I heard a ruckus in the other room and thought one of them might join me in the bath so I quickly washed and rinsed and shaved my legs avoiding my golden patch. Wayne had liked my being clean shaven with just the small patch left and I wondered how he would react to the full deal. Actually I unless I wore my bikini at the Y or beach, I usually didn't shave there although Chad had always wanted me to be bare. I kind of liked to sometimes show a little blond curl. It was funny how excited it made some men to see a little of the golden patch. I wondered if they all would like me natural. I had drained the water as I rinsed and had refilled the tub with hot water and lay back to soak. I wondered if someone would join me. I was lost in thought as I lay there waiting as I thought of the events of the past weeks.
I had been a fairly naive and innocent young white woman with a white boyfriend and now I had several black lovers and had been in an orgy with many more. Many of my so called friends would call me a slut if they knew. My family most of all would take it hard. They would not understand. I wouldn't be able to explain it to them either. How could I tell my parents and siblings that the sex with these men was the most incredible sex I had ever had? Were the sayings I heard true that once with a black, one would never go back or black men were always better lovers? When I had first heard sayings like that I thought it was all a joke or just a way to get white women in bed. Now I wasn't sure if I could ever go back to a white boy, not with their little penises.
I ran my hands across my flat stomach and wondered how it would feel to have a baby develop inside me. That was just a brief thought though, it wasn't going to happen. Not right now anyway and not with one of them. I could hear arguing in the other room, something about the order of things, like who would get to sleep together and things like that. It got pretty heated. Crap I thought is there going to be jealousy between them? That would ruin everything. I didn't want that to happen and I couldn't let it happen.
Wayne entered the bath room a few minutes later. He had undressed and was standing there looking at me in the tub. I was fascinated with his rapidly growing cock, the way it flexed as it grew. I reached and grasp it and pulled him to the tub and spread my legs as he stepped in between them and sat down. There was no talking between us as I rose up to sit down on him taking him inside me. The friction made it difficult as the hot water washed away most of my body's lubricant but still, I got him fully inside me. The tub although larger than most was not long enough to stretch out and we had to sit there with our legs bent beside each other. Still it was cozy as we hugged each other this way and kissed deeply. It felt so good to have him inside me. I could feel him clenching his groin muscles, flexing his hard shaft so I did the same trying to milk his cock. We sat this way for 15 to 20 minutes until our legs started to cramp and Wayne told me to hold to him tight and he supported my weight as he picked me up, stepped from the tub and sat me on the counter never once slipping from me. When he had me placed on the edge, he started slow thrusting, bringing me to a sudden and intense orgasm as I watched his black cock slip in and out of me. It was so erotic to watch him, his dark body against my whiteness, his black cock entering me. I was mesmerized by it. I shuddered in ecstasy as he kept thrusting through his release and gobs of cum shot up into me, a lot escaping around his shaft as he kept up his thrusting. It was glistening on his hard shaft and sliding down from my pussy and puddled under me. I reached down several times and slid my fingers through it, trying to catch it all and brought them to my mouth and sucked on them tasting him. This brought me another hard orgasm and I quivered through that as he slowed down his thrusting and held in deep against my cervix and again shot gobs of cum into me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and held him to me as his cock flexed and spasmed and filled me. This felt so good to me. I didn't want it to ever stop. He slowly shrank and slipped from me leaving me a little disappointed. We hadn't spoken much the whole time. There were just the grunts and moans of ecstasy the whole time.