She couldn't believe she was doing this. Standing, no hiding, in the boys locker room watching him shower. But he had fascinated her for weeks. Ever since he had transferred to her school to take over coaching track and field.
Jennifer, or Miss Jenny, as she was called by her students, couldn't take her eyes off his body. The way his muscles bulged as he lifted his arms to rinse his curly black hair. The way the soap ran down his muscled chest, his six-pack abs and his steely thighs.
And then there was that part of him. The part that was making her pussy pulse and cream. Made her want to beg him to fuck her. To feel him stretch her bare pussy lips wide and ram into her.
His big black cock!!
She had always wondered if the rumors about black men were true. And now she knew. At least in James' case. His cock was thick and long. And even though he wasn't aroused, it still hung low between his thighs.
Jennifer licked her lips. Oh, to be able to taste him. Would she even be able to get him in her mouth? Would she be able to take all of him when he exploded? Just the thought of having that big, black cock in her mouth made her pussy cream even more. Her body begged for release. She needed to come. Now.
Slowly, she slid her hand up under her skirt. She could feel the wetness as it soaked her panties. She slipped one long finger inside and stroked her wet, swollen pussy lips. She it her lower lip to stifle her moan.
James' hands were now soaping and washing his chest, his stomach....Oh God! He took his cock in his hands and slowly he began to pump it. Jennifer slid her finger deep inside her wet hole. Her breath hitched.
She slid in another. Then another. She watched James masturbate as she fucked herself with three fingers. Her thumb found her clit and she massaged it furiously.
James' cock grew before her eyes. It now stood proud, jutting out from his neatly trimmed pubic hair. Lord, she wanted that cock inside her. Pounding away in her tight pussy. His balls slapping against her ass. His long fingers plucking and pulling on her nipples.
Jennifer groaned as she felt her orgasm building. She continued to watch James as he worked his cock faster. His head was thrown back. The water cascading over his taunt body. James' groans filled the empty lock room, echoing off the blue tile walls.
"Yes...Come James." Jennifer hissed, plunging her fingers deeper inside her. Her eyes fixed on his cock, Jennifer watched him pump faster.
"AAHHHHH!!!" He shouted, his massive cock erupting.
Jennifer watched as jet after jet of cum hot from him.
"Oh God!" She moaned, her pussy starting to tighten. What she wouldn't give for just one taste of his hot cum.
"Yes! Yes!" She breathed, her pussy convulsing on her thrusting fingers.
She closed her eyes as her orgasm rushed through her, soaking her hand. She leaned against a locker panting. Her fingers still buried inside her clenching pussy.
"Oh James." She sighed. She looked back at him and gasped.
Her blue eyes collided with his brown ones.
Jennifer hurried away, embarrassed by what just occurred. She never imagined herself as a married woman, succumbing to such an erotic fantasy. Particularly, with a black man! Even though her husband was a hard worker, he drank way too much, and often left her sexual needs unfulfilled. And even when he had enough time and energy to fuck her, his cock was only about four inches fully erect, and he came within minutes. All of this raced through her mind on her way home, as the liquid-cum leaking from her pussy soaked her panties.
She closed her eyes slightly. And again the vision of James' huge black cock filled her mind. Her clit tingled and poked out from its tiny hood as she quickly stroked it before she got home.
Jennifer pulled into her drive and breathed heavily before stepping out of the car. Her husband was already home, and the reality of her REAL life began to set in. She knew from that point on, she needed more. She needed to be satisfied sexually and the cock that her husband possessed would not be enough.
"Hi sweetheart", mumbled Ken. He already had three beers, and there was a half bottle of vodka on the table.
"How was your day hun?" Asked Jen.
"About the same. Same ol shit and the Boss was on the rag again."
"Ummm... "Jennifer hummed.
"I'm just glad its Friday so I can wind down." Ken continued. Jennifer gave a disappointing nodded and walked into the bedroom. As she began to undress, it took every ounce of her strength not to touch her throbbing clit and relive the experience of this afternoon. She had stripped down to her panty and bra and was about to touch her pussy when Ken's voice stopped her.
"Well looks like some one had an accident, huh"? Ken smiled.
She didn't know exactly what he meant until she caught his gaze at the big wet spot in her panties. "Oh, I kinda didn't make it to the rest room in time", replied Jennifer with a little embarrassment.
Standing at 5' 6", blonde and well built, Jennifer's crotch fit perfectly into her thong panties. Her nipples were about an inch long and poked hard at the restraining bra. Her ass was firm and spread evenly across her hips. Even with such a great body and high sex drive, Jennifer remained faithful to Ken. He never seemed to notice how well built she was. And even standing right in front of him in bra and panties, he made no comment or attempt to fuck her. He simply stumbled over to the bed and stretched out.
"Just wanted to tell you sweetie, I'm gonna have a couple of friends over for the game tonight. Randy, who is an old school mate of mine, is kinda down on his luck and needs a place to stay over the weekend. He's black and he did a lot for me years ago." At the sound of "Black", Jennifer's heart pounded quickly. It was almost like she was going to faint! Although the event that just took place was erotic and very stimulating to her, having a REAL black man spend the weekend with them, might not be a very good idea. They lived in a conservative neighborhood, and although neither one of them were racist, she didn't want the neighbors getting the wrong idea.
"How-w-w long have you known him Ken?" stumbled Jen.
"Almost all my life," replied Ken. He got caught up with the wrong people and went to jail for a while. I know I should have mentioned it to you, but I didn't think it would be a problem."
"Well I don't know Ken. We should have discussed this before you made the commitment."
"Sweetie, I promise. It will be okay. I'm sure he would do the same for me if I were in his situation."
Jennifer thought for a moment. This can't be. Especially, after what happened today. But somehow she knew it was going to happen regardless, so she gave her approval. The rest of the day was uneventful. Jennifer couldn't keep her mind off of James' cock as she prepared dinner and Ken engaged in his usual past time- drinking. Several hours later, Jennifer heard a car pull into the drive way. She knew it was his friends.
"Ken!" she called. No answer. "Ken! Get the door!" She wandered into the living room to find him passed out on the couch. "Damn! Drunk again!" "I don't know why I even bother." As she walked to the door, she saw the two men coming forward. She saw one which was white. He was of average build and average looks.
Her eyes glazed to the right and locked onto the black man walking toward her. Damn! He was built very nicely. Tall, pecan colour, and his muscles were outlined through his T-Shirt. He was slender and had just enough muscle to accent his athletic body. Jennifer did not particularly like the Arnold Schwartnegger types. He was easy on the eyes as well. Her eyes subconsciously glazed down to his crotch. Oh my god! Jennifer swore that she could see the outline of his cock, which hung nearly down to his right knee. She quickly gained her composure and greeted the two men at the door.
Once inside she introduced herself and tried to bring Ken out of his unconscious state. After several failed attempted, the black man, who introduced himself as Randy, began to playfully punch Ken in the stomach and pull at him. This lasted for several minutes. Finally Ken tossed and turned, mumbled something and jumped straight up.
"Hey Man! What's happening," he shouted using his drunken slur. Glad yall made it! They laughed and talked for a long while. Jennifer could see that this man was very close to her husband.
The game began shortly. They all started with the standard rivalry dialogue and teased each other when their team gained the advantage. Jennifer sat with them for a while and tried to be a good hostess. But they all knew, including her, that she was not particularly interested in football. Every now and then, she would catch the glaze of Randy sneaking peeks at her body. She thought it was innocent and felt kinda sexy being the center of his attention. She would just smile and quickly dismissed the thought of anything else. At half time Jennifer told Ken she was going to Ann's house for a while. She said good bye to all of them and left.
