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This post is from user LynneC
I want to fuck you
I arrived at the club just after 9 o’clock. The place was already pretty crowded, so I headed straight for the bar. My stomach was in knots and I needed a drink to settle my nerves, so I ordered a Long Island iced tea and started drinking it quickly.
Within a few minutes the action was picking up. I was approached by a seemingly nice guy. We chatted for a few minutes, but I soon realized he wasn’t the one. He was almost too nice, and I wanted to feel dirty. I wanted a bad boy. Several more men approached, but none of them fit the bill. I didn’t know exactly what I was looking for, but I knew I would know, when I saw him.
The one good thing about all of these men hitting on me was the free drinks. I was feeling pretty tipsy, and was getting rid of all the guys that didn’t tickle my fancy, when I was tapped on the shoulder. I turned around to see a rather large black man looking at me. He asked me if I wanted to dance. Without hesitation I said, “Yes.”
He led me out to the dance floor, and, just as we got there, a slow song came on. So we slow danced. He introduced himself as Kendall, and we talked while we danced - the usual ice breaking conversations. He was an excellent dancer and an even better conversationalist. After the song was over we went to a booth in the back of the club. Soon we were talking like we were life long friends.
I don’t know if it was the drink, or me needing to talk to someone, but I felt completely at ease talking to him. Finally, he touched my wedding ring and asked if my husband minded that I was out dancing with strangers. I sighed and said, “No, and it doesn’t matter.
Kendall sat there for a moment, and then just took my hand into his. He slowly stroked it, and without saying a word, I knew he understood everything, including why I was there. After sitting in silence for a few minutes, I stood up and took Kendall by the hand. “Where are we going?” he asked. “Your place,” I said.
Kendall paid the tab, and we got in his car. It was only a ten minute drive, and we soon arrived at his place, which was nice and well decorated. He obviously had good taste. Kendall put on some music and sat on the couch. I sat next to him. I started lightly rubbing on his chest, but he stopped me from doing it. He took my hand in his and looked me in the eyes. “Lynne, I want you to be sure of what you are doing. I want to have sex with you, but only if you’re sure you want this.”
I was surprised by this. I didn’t know that a man could question free sex. This reassured me even more. He was the man and now was the time. I stood up in front of him, unzipped my dress and let it fall to the floor. Standing in front of him with no bra and only wearing panties I looked at him and said, “You may want to have sex with me, but I want to fuck you.”
He leaned forward and took my breast into his mouth. As he was licking my tits and rubbing his hands all over my body, I grabbed his head with one hand and his hand with the other. I guided his hand across my ass, up and down my thighs, between my legs. I was getting hot, and drove his mouth deeper onto my tits. I started to moan and grind against him, and could feel my crotch getting wet, and he could too.
After several minutes of this I stood him up. As he stood we kissed deeply. The more we kissed, the hotter I got. I unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his shoulders, without ever breaking the kiss. He had a great chest, it was broad and strong. I then slid my hands down to his pants and undid them. Still kissing, I pulled his pants down and felt his cock through his underwear. When I first felt it, I gasped. It was HUGE. I had to see this thing.
I got down on my knees and pulled down his underwear. His cock sprang free and I was amazed at what was before me. It had to be 10 inches long and almost as big around as my wrist. My first impulse was to take it into my mouth, and that’s exactly what I did.
I always had a great fondness for blowjobs since high school, but this was different. I wanted that thing as deep in my throat as it would go. There was no slow sucking. I dove onto it. After about 30 seconds, I took both of Kendall’s hands and put them on the back of my head. He immediately began guiding my head. I wanted to be sure that this was the best blowjob he had ever had. I began to take more and more of him and he began to drive my head harder. We had a fast and furious pace going. The more I took, the faster I went, and the faster I went, the more he force fed me his cock.
There came a point where it wasn’t a blowjob anymore. I was being face fucked and I loved it. I felt him begin to tense up and knew that he was about to cum. I always swallowed , and with Kendall I wanted it all. As I felt him getting close I went harder and faster. I grabbed his ass with both hands, just to be sure he didn’t try to pull out. A few seconds later he was dumping massive amounts of cum down my throat. I never broke rhythm and eagerly swallowed every drop.
As his dick was going limp, Kendall stood me up and led me to the bedroom. When we got to his bed he turned me around, slowly slid his thumbs into the waistband of my panties, then ripped them off of me in one quick motion. I don’t know why, but that was the ultimate turn on for me. I was about to be had by a large, attractive black man and I had never wanted anything more in life than to be fucked by him.
He laid me on the bed and spread my legs. He slowly starting licking my slit and I immediately went into orgasm. It wasn’t an earth shattering one, though there would be several of them that night. It was a good one though. My pussy was now soaking wet, and he hadn’t even touched my clit yet.
He kept licking very slowly at my slit and I felt another orgasm coming on. Just as the orgasm was hitting, he took my clit into his mouth and started sucking on it just like giving it a blow job. I lost it at that point. I started to spasm with a violent orgasm. The more I spasmed, the harder he sucked on my clit. It was the most incredible orgasm I had ever had.
Once it had passed, Kendall stood up and rolled me over onto my stomach, then brought me up onto my knees. Finally I was going to get this massive cock into my pussy. He slowly started rubbing his cock against my dripping pussy and I was squirming. I kept trying to buck backwards to get his cock inside of me. He was doing a masterful job of teasing, and he knew it. Finally he said, “Tell me what you want.” “Fuck me,” I said. He pretended like he didn’t hear me, “What did you say?”
“Fuck me!” With that he plunged his cock into me with everything he had. I screamed with pain and delight. I was so wet that most of it went in on the first thrust. He pulled back and thrust in again and buried his cock up to the hilt in me. He was reaching places in my pussy that I didn’t know existed. I was amazed that a dick could make me feel like this. He slowly pulled all the way back out and then began to slowly long stroke me. Each stroke was wonderfully slow and long. He would pull all the way out then slowly rebury his cock in me up to his balls.
He steadily began to pick up the pace. Each stroke was a bit faster than the last. With each stroke, I felt another massive orgasm building inside me. With each stroke I pushed back against him a little harder to bring on the orgasm. Suddenly he began to pound my pussy at an unbelievable pace. The only way to describe it is a power fuck.
The sensation of the furious fucking, along with the sound his body slapping onto my ass with every stroke was too much. I began to tremble with oncoming orgasm. I realized that with every stroke I was saying, “Yes, yes, yes.” Just as the orgasm hit me, Kendall spread my ass cheeks and stuck his thumb into my virgin asshole. With his thumb in my ass and his cock pounding my pussy I lost all control. The orgasm was so intense that I literally collapsed down off of my knees and flat onto the bed. I may have even passed out for a few seconds from orgasmic euphoria.
After I started to regain my senses, I noticed Kendall was lying on the bed beside me, with a grin on his face. I looked down and saw his cock was still rock hard. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him on top of me. “Fuck me with everything you’ve got,” I told him. “I want you to use me up then dump every drop of cum inside me, and look me in the eyes while you are cumming.”
Without saying a word he got on top of me and drove his cock straight in. The doggy style was for me and my orgasm, this was for him. He began to fuck me at a furious pace. I felt like I was being jack hammered but I loved every second of it. After a few minutes, he slowed down and pulled me to the edge of the bed with his cock still deep inside me.
He stood up and raised my feet up to his shoulders. I had never been fucked in this position before and it was an incredible sight to look down across my stomach and pubic mound and see his cock pushing in and out of sight inside of me. The contrast of my pale complexion and his dark skin was erotic art at its finest.
I felt him begin to tense up and I pulled him back down on top of me. “Look me in the eyes,” was all I could manage to say. He settled back in on top of me and I wrapped my legs around him and locked my feet together. I wanted us to be completely together when he came. Less than a minute later he grunted and let loose a torrent of cum deep in my pussy. This instantly set off another powerful orgasm in me. Without realizing it, I bit down on his right shoulder and dug my fingernails deep into his back. Both spent and exhausted, we collapsed in the bed and drifted to sleep.
By dawn we had fucked twice more, but my night was over. I had to get back to my life and leave the fantasy behind. I got dressed and asked Kendall to take me back to my car, because I had to get home. After a few seconds of thought, Kendall asked if he could call me sometime. Without even thinking about it, I said, “No”.
He looked confused, so I tried to explain. “Kendall you are wonderful, but I am married. This was about sex. I wanted to get fucked rotten by a stranger and you were it. I’m sorry if this hurts you, but that’s the way it is.”
We rode in silence for the rest of the way to my car. As I was getting out of his car, another impulse hit me. I turned to Kendall and said, “I’m sorry if I was rude, but I had to be honest. Now I’m going to be honest again. I’d like to have your phone number in case I want to see you again. I had a great time with you, and the most incredible sex of my life and I may want to do it again. But it will have to be on my terms.”
He thought for a second, then wrote his number on a piece of paper and handed it to me. I leaned back and gave him a kiss then we said goodbye.
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