Rick was fucking me with the biggest cucumber he had been able to find in the supermarket. He said he had thought about what it would be like to shove it in the cute little cashier at the checkout.
I winced as he shoved the fat vegetable deep into my open pussy stretching my labia far beyond what his cock did.
"Do you like that baby?" he asked.
"Yes." I said not wanting to ruin his fun.
Rick's birthday was coming up and I so wanted to get him the Seiko watch he had admired. The watch was three hundred dollars, somewhat beyond my budget.
Joyce Fuller my next-door neighbor lived life to the fullest. Her husband was a salesman, on the road most of the week. Joyce knew Carl had women when he was gone but she didn't care, she was getting all the dick she could while he was away.
Joyce is a North American Indian, tall and beautiful like Cher. She is fucking every guy she has a chance to, the telephone repairman, the carpet cleaning guys and most of the pizza delivery kids.
Joyce has always told me I was crazy not getting laid on the side. When I mentioned to her about the watch I wanted to get Rick she said she knew a guy who would gladly give me the money to get into my pants. I laughed and dismissed the thought.
"What's this guy like?" I asked her later as my curiosity got the better of me.
"He's a nice guy and got a great dick!" Joyce smiled.
"He wouldn't tell anybody?" I asked.
"It would be your secret." Joyce assured me.
"Shall I give him your phone number?" Joyce asked.
"O.K." I agreed.
I felt as if I were asking for a million dollars. "Three hundred dollars and you can have me for three hours to do whatever you want. Just don't leave any marks." I told him on the phone.
Sight unseen Robert agreed to my terms and we arranged to meet at the downtown Holliday Inn.
I had never prostituted myself before and didn't realty know what to expect. I knew he would want to fuck me and likely for me to suck his cock but what else?
Not wanting to draw attention to my wickedness I dressed normally for my appointment. I wore a plaid knee-length skirt and pale blue pullover. Pantyhose with matching blue silk bra and briefs. I did not look like a hooker at all.
I met Robert In the hotel lobby at 2 pm. He was a good-looking guy perhaps five years older than me and nicely dressed. There was one thing Joyce had forgotten to mention, he was as black as the Ace of Spades!
I did not even know any colored guys never mind having been in bed with one. I was not personally against blacks, as I had never had a reason to think about it. Robert seemed very polite and clean as he introduced himself to me.
Robert told me he was a technical sales rep for a large injection molding equipment manufacturer and traveled across the area. He said he had a wife and two kiddies at home about a hundred miles away but only got to see them on weekends.
There were two guys in the elevator with us as it whisked us up to the forth floor. I couldn't help thinking they knew I was going up to fuck the black stallion accompanying me. Relieved we exited the elevator at our floor and went down the hall to our room.
It was a nice room dominated by a large bed in which I knew I would soon be naked fucking my first black man. There were a few awkward minutes while I decided what was expected of me next.
"Why don't you get ready?" Robert asked.
Shyly I went through to the bathroom to disrobe. I stripped down to my panties and bra before rejoining my date.
I could tell by the look in Robert's face he approved of Joyce's selection. I was no beauty queen but for my age I still turned a few heads.
