I continue my affair with a young black stranger
Today, I was bored, my husband was out of town on business so I hadn't had any sex for a few days and found myself really feeling down. But I had just finished the night before cleaning my pussy up and shaving just like my husband likes.
I decided to clean out my purse. While doing that I came across Chris's number whom I had met about a month ago. We had some hot sex that day. So I decided to give him a call.
I grabbed my cell phone and dialed the number. My husband is aware of my extra marital affairs and is fine with them. He just asked that I don't keep seeing the same guy over and over again. Chris was different. He was young, very well groomed and his cock was just extremely tasty.
"Hello." The deep voice on the end of the line answered.
"Chris, Hello, It is me, Suzan." I said.
"I was wondering when you were going to call, I was beginning to think you didn't have fun a few weeks ago." Chris said.
"Oh, I had fun, just been a little busy. What are you up to this afternoon?" I asked.
"Nothing really, just finished up some business and was going to head to the gym." He answered.
"I thought maybe we could get together this afternoon." I half-heartedly asked.
"Sounds good want to meet me here, at my place? Do you remember how to get here?" He asked.
"Of course I remember and I can be there in about half an hour." I answered.
"Good that will give me time to get a shower and Suzan?" He said.
"Yes Chris?"
"Come dressed very skimpy, I like the way you look that way." He added, "I am getting hard right now."
"You save that for me, ok Chris."
"I will see you in a few." Chris hung up the phone.
I sped to the bathroom, grabbed my lipstick and applied some high gloss red. My make-up looked good and I was in a white blouse with some short white shorts on. I had my black panties and a black lace see through bra on. This out fit I am sure would be just fine. I headed to the door, down the drive to my mini-van. I hopped in, started the car and pulled away. The whole time I could feel my crotch beginning to get moist. I had thought about Chris and his rough sex with his big black cock often since I the last and first time we met.
A few minutes later after speeding through mid-day traffic I found myself pulling up to the apartment complex Chris lived in. I spotted his car and pulled in next to him. I could see him in the window.
I pulled down the visor and checked myself again in the mirror. Face looked great, hair good and cleavage showing. Probably all Chris was interested in anyways. I got out and walked the short distance to his door.
Knock, Knock.
Chris answered the door smiling. "Come in and have a seat." He motioned toward the couch.
Once again I noticed his apartment was spotless and definitely decorated with taste. Not the typical bachelor's pad and believe me I had seen a few.
"Hello." I said as I strolled by Chris.
When I walked about two steps past him I heard him say "Nice ass, Suzan."
"Thanks" I replied as I sat down on the couch. "Can I get a diet or something to drink?"
"Sure, I have a diet coke." Chris walked into this kitchen. I heard the refrigerator open and I glanced into his mirror over the entertainment center. After he stood back up after grabbing the sodas I caught him glancing at me through that mirror.
"Damn you are one hot bitch." Chris stated.
"Chris, how do you like my clothes?" I said while standing up.
"I like them off." He stated bluntly.
Chris, just like the last time, was being very demanding. That is what really attracted me to him in the first place
"Damn, you are so hot, does your husband know you are here?" He asked.
"Nope, he is out of town until Thursday on business." I answered.
"Lucky me, we have all night, no need to be in a rush this time." Chris stated as he walked over and sat next to me on the couch. Chris handed me my soda that I took a long drink of.
"How old are you anyway, Chris?" I asked.
"I'm 26, how about you?" Chris asked.
"I'm well, 38..." I answered.
"Well you are finer than most chicks any age. I haven't been able to stop thinking about the last time you were here. I asked my girlfriend to do some of things you did for me last time and she wouldn't." He said. "I really liked how easy you were and how you seem to like it rough."
"Well, you are right, I like it rough. Sometimes I wish my husband would give it to me harder like you did. But I want you to know I am only here for sex and nothing else. I am already in a happy relationship. This is only sex." I warned.
"Whatever you want. I am cool with that." Chris answered. He seemed to have to adjust his cock just then as he shifted his body on the couch. He was hot and I just wanted him badly, no strings attached. I had had trouble in the past with other guys wanting more and I would just cut them off right there. Chris was different, it seemed that he understood his role.
"Can I see those tits again, Suzan?" Chris asked while staring at my chest.
"Of course, you don't even have to ask." I answered. I unbuttoned my white blouse and exposed my black bra and slipped my shirt off my shoulders.
"Those are nice. God Damn." He said as he reached for them. Chris pinched the nipples hard making them stand erect.
Chris kept pulling on my nipples causing me to shift a little in his couch.
"You have the nicest tits I have ever seen." Chris said.
"Thanks" I said blushing. "I guess." We both chuckled.
I grabbed my soda and took a long drink. Small amounts of the soda splashed onto my ample lips. I licked them slowly while Chris watched intently.
I thought he went to sleep staring so I said, "You like that, baby?"
"Hell yeah." Chris said while he shift once again in his seat. Chris was wearing a t-shirt with some plain cotton sweat pants on. He looked really comfortable and I didn't.
"Mind if I get comfortable too?" I half stated and half asked.
"Of course, take off all you want." He said with a smirk.
I stood up and unbuttoned my white shorts. The zipper opened up with ease while I pulled on it staring at Chris's face. He stood up and hooked two thumbs under the waistband on his sweats. With one push they fell to his ankles and he kicked them off. My shorts also were kicked to the side after I pushed them down around my ankles. All I had on was my black lace panties and bra. I always believe your panties and bra should match.
Chris had on a pair of boxers, which had a familiar sight poking through the pee hole. His cock was half hard and already the size of most men fully erect.
Chris looked down to see what I was staring at and he smiled when I glanced up to his face.
"You like that big cock, bitch." He stated.
I nodded my head and dropped to my knees on his plush area rug covering the living room floor. Chris moved his hips closer to my face. His cock grazed my forehead causing him to inhale sharply.
I straightened my back and grabbed onto his cock at the base and gently pulled on it.
"Suck that dick." He stated.
I opened my red lips as he thrust forward. His cock filled my mouth. Chris grabbed my single long ponytail and pulled my face toward his stomach. His cock stretched the back of my mouth and eventually my throat.
"Yeah, take it all." He moaned.
I did or at least tried. I had to push with my hands on his hips to allow some air to reach my lungs.
Chris chuckle softly and said. "Come on that isn't to much for you is it?"
I shook my head with the head of his dick sliding on my tongue.
"Good, lets try that again." He replied.
He once again pulled my ponytail toward his stomach. His cock entered my throat cutting off any chance of air passing. Chris held my head there for a few seconds then released my hair. I pulled back slowly while breathing in.
Chris said. "Oh yeah, you really know how to suck cock." He then started to fuck my lips by pulling on my ponytail quickly. I looked up at him as he stared down at his long black shaft penetrating my wet mouth. He had kind of a half grimace and half grin on his face. He was really a hot young man.
I sucked his cock hard for about 5 or 6 minutes and my lips started to go numb. The whole time Chris never gave me a break. He kept his cock in my mouth the whole time and kept saying things like "suck my dick, bitch, cocksucker." Those where the only words that were understandable from the slurs pouring from his mouth, suddenly his face contorted into what I knew was an orgasmic grimace. Hot cum hit the back of my throat with a splat. I gagged a little from the sheer volume. Quickly I swallowed every once while I jerked the base of his cock with my hand.
His knees went limp and he fell to his couch. "That was the best blow job I have ever had." He stated.
I smiled and stood up and walked to the couch. I sat down next to him and grabbed my coke. I took a drink and swished it around in my numb mouth to help the feeling come back. "Glad you liked it and I hope we aren't done yet." I answered.
"Why don't you take your bra and panties off?" Chris asked.
I hooked my thumb under the elastic band on my black lace panties and pulled them off exposing my French trimmed pussy. Smiling I reached behind me and unsnapped my bra. The whole time Chris watched me while playing with his cock. He was starting to get hard again. My bra fell free and the cool air hit my nipples. They were still hard from this earlier fondling.
"Damn you are one hot bitch." Chris stated flatly. "I am glad I met you in Lowe's last month."
