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Elaine's hand pushed down between their bodies; her small white hand barely able to grip it properly. Even through the thin rubber sheath of the condom she could feel the heat coming off the black slab of meat. She guided it back to the entrance of her pussy, only releasing her hold on it as the cock broke past her outer defences and moved remorselessly inside her.
"Oh wow, slowly, God go slow" she said as he began to push deep almost straight away.
"Like takin off a plaster" he said with a grin, "best to go fast, get it over with."
D-Rock pushed in again, she put a hand to his chest to slow him but it was no deterrent at all. He pulled out and then shoved in deeper again, pulled out before slamming in his length on just his third stroke.
"JESUS FUCK, fuck, fuckity, fuck" Elaine babbled as the painful pleasure gripped her. 'Mistake, I told you so' a voice inside her head called out in a sing-song voice.
"Fuck you" Elaine muttered to herself; she was just going to do this the once. She needed it out of her system and by God she would do it well.
"Nah bitch, gonna fuck you" D-rock answered, plainly thinking Elaine's expletive had been directed at himself rather than her inner voice.
He said it and he did it. D-Rock began fucking Elaine harder, faster and deeper than she had ever experienced. His first thrust had equalled any penetration her husband had ever managed, his second thrust had brought her to where the cucumber had despoiled her, his third thrust though had carried him clear into virgin territory and now he was setting up camp there.
As he fucked her, Elaine felt her legs slowly tighten around his waist, attempting to pull him in as far as she could, reluctant to allow him to draw out. Her large tits flopped up and down as he pounded at her, until his two hands clamped down on them, squeezing them possessively as he continued thrusting.
Elaine came. No, she had orgasmed before many times, this first time with D-Rock wasn't her orgasming, it was a small tactical nuclear explosion between her legs and she screamed out her pleasure as it hit.
"FUUUcckkkkk MMMEEEEeeeee eeeeee..." it tailed off into a high-pitched squeal like a kettle boiling over.
He was sweating now, not surprising given how long he had been keeping up this breakneck pace. D-Rock used his strength to pull her legs from around his waist, raising them high in the air, a black hand completely engulfing each of her ankles. Elaine couldn't have stopped him even if she wanted, small orgasms were hitting her every second stroke, she could only thrash her head side to side in pleasure as he fucked her.
"Gonna nut" he moaned.
Elaine pushed her body towards him, grinding her crotch against his as he shuddered against her. She could feel the throb of the black cock inside her as it spurted inside the condom. She prayed the fragile rubber had survived the stress he had put on it.
D-Rock released her legs and shuffled back on his knees, his cock slowly sliding out. As it finally sprang free, still hard to her eyes, she saw the condom had shifted halfway down his shaft, the loose rubber at the end of it now swollen and distended, his prodigious load filling it to bursting.
Chapter 6:
D-Rock climbed off the bed, removing the used condom as he did. He wandered over to the ensuite bathroom. Elaine could hear the load splash as the condom was consigned to the toilet, it was then followed by the sounds of him pissing.
After he came out, she went in. He hadn't even attempted to flush the toilet which made the neat freak Mom inside her shudder with disgust. Elaine flushed the toilet and watched as the condom swirled around, refusing to disappear down the U bend. She had a pee herself before wadding up some paper and trying to flush again. The condom, still filled with so much sperm remained stubbornly present. With a sigh, she resigned herself to fishing it out later after she had gotten rid of him. Speaking of which...
She emerged back into the room to find D-Rock standing over her open camera bag. The small video recorder she used to make walk through videos of properties sat on a dresser, her expensive digital SLR was in his hands. He pressed the button as she walked towards him, she could her the clicking as he took picture after picture of her.
"What's all this?" he asked as he lowered the camera.
"I use it for my work is all" Elaine replied reaching for the SLR.
He caught her outstretched arm by the wrist, holding it firmly but not tightly. Twisting his body slightly he put the camera down on the dresser as well.
"No need to panic" he said "I wasn't gonna hurt it or nuthin."
Elaine was fuming. How dare he paw through her possessions. It's time he was gone!
"Right, lets get back to fuckin" he said nonchalantly.
She bit back the words of dismissal she had been about to say.
"Back to... What, now?" she asked.
D-Rock let her go and stepped back, he was fully hard again.
"Damn right now, like I said, you owe me. First time was just cleaning my pipes, ready now to get fuckin serious on you."
Elaine was stunned by his recovery speed. Were all Black guys this fortunate with their stamina? While she was still working this over in her mind, D-Rock lifted her up, hands on her hips and deposited her on the bare mattress. He dropped to his knee on the floor and placed his face in line with her pussy.
"Gotta get me a taste of some strawberry pie" he said as he moved in closer. He started lapping at her wet pussy, long strokes of his tongue moving up across the folds of skin, then twirling over her clit before starting over again. D-Rock took his time, changing pace and technique regularly, his tongue first lapping, then working solely at her clit before moving deeper inside her, pushing into her drenched vagina. Then he brought one, then two fingers into the mix. His thick black digits spearing inside her while his thick lips and tongue made merry with her sensitive clit.
Elaine was dead. She had died and gone to a section of heaven where oral sex had replaced the choirs of angels. She found herself alternating between trying to hump his face as an orgasm rippled inside her, to pleading with him to stop and fuck her.
He finally broke away, slightly breathless after an extended bout of licking.
"You wanna fuck?" he said, "Bad news, no more condoms."
Elaine groaned aloud, part frustration and part after-effects of an orgasm.
He was kneeling beside her now, slowly tapping his hard cock, all eleven black inches of it, against her pussy.
"Are you sure? Maybe there is one in the bathroom." Elaine said.
"Nah, already looked. So, what you want, bare or bye-bye?"
If any moment in her life justified a howl of disappointment it was this one. She knew that if he fucked her again it was going to be spectacular, but bare? With him?
"You are clean right?" she asked with a slight whimper. He had stopped tapping his cock and was now rubbing the head across her clit.
"Yeah, showered this morning" he replied with a smart-ass smirk.
"No, I mean..." the words choked off with a moan as he rubbed his cock down the length of her labia, the head pushing ever so slightly past the folds of skin, touching off the heat inside.
"You want me to stop" he asked, his tone full of confidence as to her answer.
"Just, just pull out. Ok?"
"Sure Red, I'ma pull out" he snarled and shoved himself back into her. Elaine gasped at the suddenness of his entry. His black cock delving inside as her pussy wrapped itself around it, reshaping, resizing as it was stretched and pummelled.
The sensation of his oversized cock rubbing bare against the walls of her pussy was intensely exciting. Elaine could already feel the next orgasm growing. D-Rock was in complete control. He tucked one strong arm underneath her and holding her tightly he rolled across the mattress. She now found herself, still impaled on his black dick, but above him, riding him.
Even though she was now on top, it was still the D-Rock show. He worked a hand under her firm ass, another gripping her hip. As Elaine tried to set the pace and depth, he used his strength to push her, pull her just a bit further than she planned, keeping control and keeping her off balance.
Despite this another orgasm hit her as she was sinking down half the length of his cock. The suddenness of it causing her to drop faster than she'd planned, her fire red pubes mashing against his crotch as she bottomed out. Elaine ground herself against him, her hands braced against his hard-muscular chest. She found herself staring down at her left hand, her wedding and engagement rings standing out on her pale finger as it rested on the black skinned background.
D-Rock saw her staring but didn't comment. He simply changed positions before she could dwell on her actions too long. Sitting up he scooted across the bed, still with Elaine firmly impaled. He sat now on the edge of the mattress, the sexy red-haired Mom in his lap. For the first time since it had all begun, he kissed her.
Elaine was momentarily taken aback when D-Rock leaned in to kiss her. She'd been so wrapped up in the passion and heat of the sex that the tenderness of a kiss hadn't even occurred to her. It made a surprising contrast to what had been happening. As she continued grinding her hips, raising herself slightly up and down him, he took a handful of her long red hair, grabbing close to the scalp. Then he leaned in, his thick lips mashing against her own full mouth, his tongue probing inside. She wasn't sure if she liked it at first but as the kiss deepened, she found herself moaning into his mouth, her own tongue now joining his, wrapping around his tongue, licking inside his mouth.
Her arms wrapped around him, one on his back the other encircling his neck. Clinging to him, squeezing herself tightly to his form. Her large tits now squashed against his chest, deliciously soft and white against his hard, black flesh.
He broke the kiss. They had been grinding against each other for at least twenty minutes. Elaine's mouth now felt as tender as her poor pussy. She had cum at least twice more, each time her moans had been stifled by his mouth feeding upon her own.
"Getting close."
Elaine jumped up and off him, lying on her back once more. D-Rock stood at the edge of the bed, his hand rapidly jerking his cock. In less than a minute he was depositing wads of spunk on her, his cock spitting it out onto her tits and stomach.
"So fucking hot!" she breathed out softly, watching the copious offering being milked onto her body.
D-Rock finished, grimacing as he pulled one last time on his shaft. The last thin drizzle of cum slowly spinning down from his tip like a spider's web. Winding itself around one of her nipples, Elaine slowly massaging it into the areola with a fingertip.
"Thanks for the warning" Elaine said, genuinely happy he had kept his word. D-Rock grunted in response. He walked over to his clothes and pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket.
"Not in the house please" Elaine said. Again, he grunted. Still naked except for socks, he headed down to the front door. She heard it open and assumed he was just standing outside. Elaine hoped it didn't put a smell in the house. Thank God at least that the house was secluded.
The warm spray from the shower coursed over her skin as she scrubbed his sperm from her body. It seemed a waste. She'd actually taken a taste of it, licking a fingertip. It has a fresh taste, almost fruit like but which one she couldn't decide. Either way she had liked it, not that she'd tell him that. Hopefully he'd be dressed to go by the time she was done.
He had to go; the sex was too good. She was amazed by his size and stamina and even thinking of him now was dangerous. She could feel the horniness peaking again. This man, this black cock, was something she could easily become addicted too and that couldn't happen. Elaine closed her eyes, wishing that her empty pussy wasn't so much on her mind. He had to be getting ready to leave, he had to be.
He wasn't though.
Elaine stepped out of the shower; she couldn't see the towel she thought was beside it. A quick scan of the bathroom and there was definitely nothing there she could use.
In the bedroom D-Rock was waiting, hard again. She couldn't believe it; he must be taking a pill she reasoned.
The towel was tossed to one side, he'd plainly come into the bathroom and removed it as she showered.
"Want to see you wet" he said, "lovin the water on that white body."
"Thanks. But look it's time to go, I think. It's been great, you've been great, but I need to finish up."
"Nah, not yet, got one more shot yet and you owe me. You most definitely owe me a blow job after that lickin I gave you."
Elaine pursed her lips. She knew he wasn't going to go until he was good and ready, best and easiest thing to do was play along. She collected the towel from where he had tossed it, she made a makeshift pillow from it, starting to get on her knees.
"Na-ah Red, over there" he nodded at the bed, "I want you sucking on me over there."
D-Rock climbed onto the bed, standing tall, his outstretched arms brushing the high ceiling. Elaine clambered up after him. She was still tired from the last two sessions, so she found herself crawling the last few feet, big tits swinging beneath her, till she was kneeling in front of him.
She grasped his cock mid shaft, bending her head to lick along the base of it, lapping on the dark flesh as if it were chocolate rather than flesh and blood. Her mouth delved lower, her tongue flickering across his nut sack, one at a time she suckled on his heavy balls while her hand slowly jerked his cock. Elaine moved back up his length, swirling around the tip before swallowing inches of black dick. Her head bobbed up and down, lower and lower, forcing more and more inside her mouth and throat. Eventually her gag reflex kicked in but even as she choked and dragged herself up for air, she felt particularly proud for having taken so much of it.
D-Rock was running his fingers through her silky hair, flexing slightly as she sucked so that he was gently fucking her mouth through the blow job.
If Elaine had hoped for him to leave earlier then she had forgotten about it. The smell of his cock still coated with his cum and hers was intoxicating. She needed him again, needed him to fuck her hard.
"Fuck me" she said looking up at him.
"Ask me nicely" he said.
"Please fuck me D-Rock" Elaine said, seething slightly at his manner but her need for cock keeping her polite.
"Call me Darrell. What's your name? I know it ain't Red"
"You know I'm not going to tell you that Darrell, now please, please fuck me."
D-Rock or Darrell, pulled his cock from her grasp, stepping back a bit.
"Get up on your hands and knees then, face towards that dresser over there." D-Rock indicated the corner of the room where he had thrown her camera bag and equipment. Elaine got on all fours; her milky white butt raised in expectation. He got behind her, his hand running down her side and over her ass cheeks as he savoured her smooth unblemished skin. She felt him move his hand lower, his middle finger slipping two knuckles deep inside her, twirling slightly.
"You won't tell me your name but it ain't Red. How you like I call you slut? Can I call you slut iffen I fuck you?"
Elaine ground her teeth. She really wanted to just tell him to fuck off but his finger...it was teasing her, making her want more, needing something larger to fill the vacuum.
"Ok call me slut, now please, PLEASE, fuck me!"
"Dis a nice house slut. Your hubby buys it for you?" D-Rock removed his finger then pushed it back alongside his index finger. Elaine pushed her ass back so his digits disappeared into her hungry pussy.
"No, no, it's not ours, just somewhere for today. Oh God, please, more. Put another finger inside."
"Wait so, hubby can't fuck you and he ain't bringin you the scrilla either. You know what that makes him?"
Elaine didn't answer, she wouldn't. Instead, she tried to coax her orgasm by pushing back on his hand. If she could cum then she'd just tell him to leave.
"I didn't hear nuthin slut. What dat make him?" D-Rock pulled his fingers half out, his other hand on her ass stopping her from backing up.
"I'm not saying it" she said, her words more defiant than her tone.
D-Rock now just had his index finger inside her, just one knuckle deep. He twirled the fingertip slightly.
"Listen up slut. You disrespected me dat first time. Made me doubt myself. Strutting around with dat sports car, dat sexy as fuck body, big natural fuckin titties, mouth and ass built to fuck. Uh-uh, you owe me, you owe me respect. Now you gonna have to decide what you want more. You want that fine black dick that's been fuckin you so good, had you cumming like a fuckin train? Or you want to keep to your stuck-up bitchy ways? Go home cravin but there ain't nuthin at home to feed ya. Right, you tell me now, what dat make him?"
"He's worthless..." she whispered; her voice pitched as low as possible.
"I didn't get dat, say it loud slut."
"He's worthless, he's worthless" she moaned desperately, her moans picking up in intensity as he finally entered her properly, his black cock sliding into her pussy smoothly.
"Yeah, he is, he aint shit slut and you know it. What you love now huh, what you love now?"
"Uh, uh, God its so good, uh uh I love black dick, love big black dick" Elaine gave in, what harm she thought, she needed this and John would never know.
D-Rock pulled her arms behind her, supporting her weight as he drove forwards into her. He pulled her back further, so she was raised well clear of the bed, her tits shaking wildly as he fucked her.
"Gonna teach you slut, teach you to beg for dick" he grunted as he fucked, "You got a taste now, I know you be back for more."
Elaine wasn't going to argue now. She'd agree to anything so long as she could cum just one more time. One more and then she would put this whole episode behind her. One more and she would get back to her life.
"Fuck me, fuck me please", Elaine remembered how the dirty talk when she was online had brought her off, she was going to make this last fuck memorable. "Fuck me harder, gimme all that black cock, fuck your slut. Fuck me!"
"Ah yeah slut I'ma fuck you" he released her arms so he could take a hold of her hips instead, picking up the pace of his thrusts, her pale limbs limp as he used her roughly.
"Fuck me, fuck me, don't stop, don't stop, don't .... uh uh uh uh, ohhhh cumming"
It was a big one, she hadn't the energy to thrash in pleasure though, she just let it suffuse her body as his black cock kept slamming into her, unstoppable and untiring.
"Gonna come soon slut" he groaned; she could feel the new unevenness of his strokes as he tried to stave off his own orgasm.
"No, no don't, stop, you can't, you can't, you can't stop!"
"Don't worry slut, not stopping."
Elaine tried to raise her head off the mattress to make it clear, he wasn't understanding her. She was too late, as the words formed in her mind, she felt his cock twitch inside as the first jet of sperm lashed across the walls of her pussy. The sensation triggered another orgasm, her head dropped, it was too late. Nothing to do but enjoy it now.
Elaine woke up, she must have slipped into a light doze after he had finished inside her. D-Rock was pulling on his sneakers, already dressed.
"Thanks Red, worth the wait."
"Uh" she groaned blearily.
"We should do dis again real soon" he said, he glanced out the window at the darkening sky.
"We'll see" Elaine said noncommittedly. She wasn't going to tell him she never planned on repeating this again. She could feel the sperm he had unloaded in her already congealing on her thighs where some had leaked out.
