What a Night
It was nearly 3 am, and Hanna was glistening with sweat, on her hands and knees as Malcolm, the handsome black hunk, who chatted her up on Friday pounded into her. His coal black hands grasping her waist as his 10" monster, thick as her wrist, slid in and out, slick with the juices she was producing and previous deposits from him and his friend Jason. The latter was sat in front of her, back resting against the backboard of the bed, as Hanna's lips slipped up and down his shafts length, in time with his mates pounding. They had been at it for what seemed like forever.
Hanna was shaking and moaning as yet another orgasm hit. Suddenly Jason tensed, grabbed her head and unleashed his latest climax against the back of her throat, the pulses of his black cock faintly noticeable by the attractive married woman. At this point Jason hadn't needed the force of his hands as Hanna had no intention of not letting this latest offering slide down her throat. Such consideration had long been lost in the marathon sex session she indulged in over her girls night, in Nottingham. She looked up into Jason's eyes as her tongue rolled around his knob, licked up the length of his cock and then slipped it back between her lips, savouring the taste, heightened by the eroticism of the moment. Jason sighed and pushed his fingers through her hair, before gently pushing his cock back and forth into her mouth, and then sitting back content. Hanna smiled at him, "Mmm, I love sucking your cock Jason..."
As Jason slipped out from her mouth, Malcolm had begun to increase both the speed and ferocity of his thrusts. Hanna looked back at Malcolm, "Fuck me hard big boy, give it to me‼!"
Hanna arched her back, ""Holy fuck... Shit, shit shit, my god I can't takkkeee it to... Arhhhh!"
Suddenly Malcolm slammed home, his shaft buried to the hilt in Hanna's pussy as he roared his pleasure. Although he had already cum several times, she could clearly feel the pulse of his huge cock as it pulsed another deposit into her well used womanhood.
They all collapsed together, with Hanna lying half over Malcolm, her head resting on his large chest and one leg draped over his thigh, his gentle breathing audible in her ear as he fell into a deep sleep. Jason spooned her from behind his arm lying along her thigh and his flaccid cock lodged in the crack of her arse, breath warm on the back of her neck, as he to slept.
For Hanna however sleep wouldn't come. Her hand rested on the large shaft of Malcolm's magnificent appendage, which even exhausted still reached back up to his belly button and amazed her that she had been able to take all of his monster. Those thoughts were pushed aside as she tried to make sense of how she had gotten here.
She had met her girlfriend as arranged on Friday evening and booked into the room, before they both got dressed up for a girls night out. Her husband had told her to have a good time, flirt about a bit with only two conditions. 1 to only go as far as she wanted, and 2 he had to be black‼!
She'd never dated a black guy before, or gone further with anyone other than a bit of drunken flirting and maybe a snog. They'd played lots of games with several big toys playing out her fantasy of forced multiple partners, and his of at least one being black. So if she pushed the boundaries of her flirting a little, then it should encompass some of his fantasy also, and they would see how they felt after. No limits had been set, but a little making out was probably as far as either had imagined, and yet here she was having spent a night of debauchery, with two very well endowed black men having enjoyed her charms to the full.
Both her and her friend had enjoyed a bottle of sparkling as they readied themselves, before leaving for a night on the town. Hanna wore a sexy black bra and thong set, short black dress and heels. Her legs, which were perfectly moulded were left bare. They hadn't even left the hotel when they bumped into a group of lads also out on the town and included Malcolm. He was 6'2", broad shouldered, coal black and with an open genuine smile, which he used to effect on her. At the time Hanna had thought, well if I'm flirting with a black guy tonight he certainly fits the bill. She had never been interested in black Men, but she couldn't help noticing it. The bulge in the front of his trousers unmistakably visible. However after a brief exchange of a few witty comments they parted and walked into town.
Several bars, lots of laughter and drinks later they bumped into each other again and the lads re-engaged the girls in conversation buying the next round. Hanna had spoken to a few guys through the evening but nothing that held them at any particular venue. Her friend was dragged off to the dance floor, whilst Malcolm chatted her up slowly moving closer to her in the booth the group had occupied. Again her eyes were immediately drawn to the bulge in the front of his pants. Before long both were being a little tactile and flirty, with plenty of innuendo and sexual tension. He said, "Has a gorgeous white girl like you ever been with a black guy?"
Hanna replied, "If you mean dated with a black guy, no never."
He grinned, "No one night stands then?"
She laughed, "I never said that..."
He chuckled back, "So you can be a naughty girl then‼!"
Hanna giggled, "I never said that either."
He smirked, "Mmm I think you are given a chance."
Other members of the group came and went as did her friend. One in particular, the other black member of the group, Jason had also shown a degree of extra attention, but it was Malcolm who retained most of hers. His brief touches of his hand on he bare thigh or arms set electricity shooting through her. Her excitement rose further as she considered pushing her boundaries as she'd agreed, with this hunky black man, maybe even letting him snog her, something she had never done with a black guy, and suddenly seemed awfully exciting.
Malcolm then grabbed her wrist, "Come on princess lets dance!"
It didn't seem a request and in any case she had no intention of refusing so she allowed herself to be manoeuvred to the back of the dance floor where he wrapped his strong muscular arms around her and pulled her close.
Hanna remembered the feeling of his hot breath on her face as she stared into his eyes. He seemed to nod slightly then brought his lips down to hers and his tongue had slipped easily and without resistance into her mouth. His right hand had caressed its way down from the small of her back to her arse cheek, his tongue explored her mouth forcefully, although her only thought being, ''He must realise I'm only wearing a thong now'.
However his hand hadn't stopped on her arse but continued the short distance past the hem of her dress to cup the bare skin of the back of her upper thigh.
This caused her to jump a little, along with another bolt of electricity which shot through her. She reached back, and pulled his hand back up to her lower back. He immediatly slipped his hand back down, however this time came to rest on her arse, using the leverage to pull Hanna's groin tight into his. She decided to let it go, and in any event her attention was drawn to the feel of what was clearly a significant appendage pushing against her. Her head was swiming as they continued to explore each other's mouths, their tongues fencing away. When the music ended they returned to the table, and she took a quick selfie of her and Malcolm before texting it to her husband;
Hi darling, this hot guy is Malcolm and he is looking after me. I kind of let him get a bit past flirting hope your ok.
She looked up from the phone saw Jason had pulled Malcolm to one side. Hanna watched as they both discussed something before Malcolm went off to order the next round, chuckling to himself. Her phone pinged;
Have fun you deserve it. Let me know how it's going. How are you feeling?
Before she could reply Jason grabbed her wrist and dragged her off to the dance floor. Hanna didn't resist as she continued to enjoy the attention, the alcohol ensuring a drop in her inhibitions. He danced very close to her leaning in often to speak into her ear, his hand using the opportunity to grab her waist to pull her in. After a while he didn't release her using the loudness of the music as an excuse to keep her close. He slipped his knee between her legs and slipping his hand down to her arse pulled her tight to his groin. The second time in a few minutes she was dry humping a handsome black guy. She didn't resist with any commitment and they both girated to the music, Hanna aware of the large hard bulge in his trousers. "Hanna have you been with a black guy before?" He shouted in her ear.
