The Wisconsin Vacationers Ch. 05

(with a tip of the cap to dass4450's "Mammary Mansion" series)

LaSHAWNA

I got downstairs to find my breakfast on the stove and the girls gone. After breakfast I padded around until mid-morning when the girls came back. They brought with them my car and my stuff.

"Good morning, bright eyes," Athena greeted me. "Moving kind of slow today?"

"Yeah," I murmured. "You brought my stuff?"

"Sure did," BJ said. "We figured by now you had given up thoughts of leaving before the week was up. Besides, you're going to need your clothes. We are going into town for dinner tonight. We're meeting our friend LaShawna."

After walking around in nothing but a robe for three days I was glad to see my clothes again. Funny but I had gotten used to not wearing underwear so I decided to keep it that way. I decided to go commando. In the afternoon I took a long walk around the countryside. When I returned it was time to get ready to go into town. I put on a nice shirt and pants--still no shorts--and we all got in BJ's Cherokee for the ride into town.

We met LaShawna at the restaurant. She was an older woman--probably in her late 40's or early 50's--and she was black. She was attractive with brown wavy hair that had a caramel-colored streak in the middle, dark eyes, the classic white nose of a black person and big red lips. She had on a nice dress that showed off her nice legs.

It was during dinner that the girls came up with a game for afterwards. We were going to do a little bar-hopping. At each bar I had to pretend to a different one's boyfriend. That means I had to sit with that one, buy her drinks, put my arm around her and dance with her if the bar had music. We went to four different bars that night. We were all having a fun time. At the last bar Delilah was my "girlfriend." There was music and she wanted to dance so I danced with her for a while. After one song she suggested I ask LaShawna to dance so she wouldn't feel left out. LaShawna agreed and when we got out on the floor they were playing a slow song. I put my arms around her and she put hers around me and we had a nice dance. Whatever perfume she had on she smelled pretty good. We chatted a little. A couple of times her hand slipped down to touch my ass. I wasn't entirely sure it wasn't on purpose.

After the dance we got back to the table and the girls began gathering their stuff to leave. By this time it was getting sort of late.

LaShawna spoke up: "I think one of my tires is getting low. Do you girls mind if I borrow Gary to check it for me at the filling station? I've never filled a tire before and he can look at it and tell me if he thinks there is a problem. I'll bring him out when we're done."

None of the girls had any objection to that so I got in LaShawna's car and we went out to find a gas station. One of her tires was low but it did not look to me like it was punctured or anything, so I filled it with air, then she decided to fill with gas while she was there. While the gas was pumping we talked a little bit.

She asked me about the farmhouse. She asked how I knew the girls. I made up something about knowing one through work or something like that. Then she asked me what I did all day way out there and whether there was anything to do at night. I told her there was a hot tub and some nice places to walk. I was pretty evasive about the rest of it.

Finally her car was gassed up and we headed out. As we drove through town I was surprised when she suddenly turned into her motel.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Gee, I'm not really sleepy yet. Would you mind coming in and keeping me company for a while."

"Oh. I guess not," I answered.

When we got to her room she gave me the key card.

"Would you do it? I had an awful time with this when I checked in."

I got the door open and held it as she walked through. I held out the card for her to take but she told me to just set it on the dresser. As I did so I heard the door being locked behind me. I turned and she threw her arms around my neck, melted into me, and gave me a long kiss. Her perfume smell almost overpowered me.

"I know what's been going on out at the house," she said when she finally let me get some air. "Delilah told me all about it. She told me how they drugged you to get you out there. She told me what's been going on every day. She also told me that you are a very good lover. I want to see for myself how good you are."

Her fingers flew to the buttons of my shirt. Soon it was open and she pulled my shirttails out. Next she ran her palm up and down my crotch.

"Ooh, yeah," she whistled. "It feels like you have a nice one in there."

I felt her cold fingers inside the waistband of my pants. As quickly as she had undone my shirt she unhooked and unzipped my pants and pulled them down. My semi-hard cock flopped out.

"Ready for action," she said. "I like that."

I removed the rest of my clothes and sat on the bed while she removed her dress. Underneath she had on a lacy tan bra and panties. She unhooked her bra and let it drop. She had nice tits, somewhat saggy with age, with big, round, chocolate brown nipples. Next she shimmied out of her panties. She had a beautiful patch of curly black pubic hair--not too thick. I could see pink showing through. I had never seen a black woman naked before. Her pubic hair and the contrast of the pink pussy lips with her brown skin fascinated me. I couldn't take my eyes off.

"You like what you see?" she asked.

I nodded and smiled at her.

"Well, me too" and she crawled on top of me on the bed.

We kissed some more. She had a nice, fat tongue that felt very good on my lips and in my mouth. Her skin was warm and soft against mine. After kissing for awhile she rolled off me. I rolled with her until we were facing each other. Her hand moved down my belly to my cock. Then she brought her hand to her mouth, licked it until it was nice and wet and then wrapped it around my cock. She began to stroke me up and down. Oh, shit, that felt good.

I was busy myself. I rubbed her breasts for awhile then moved my hand down her body. She opened her legs for me and I ran my fingers through her curly pubic hair. Then I brought my hand to my mouth, licked it until it was nice and wet, then returned it to her pussy. A moan escaped her lips as I worked my finger into her. I kept running my finger around inside her box until I got it all the way in. I felt her pussy muscles contract around it as she tried to pull me deeper. Soon a second finger joined the first. She started moaning as my two fingers fucked her hot, wet chocolate box.

She continued jacking me. Her hand would close over my cock head and she'd rub her thumb around it. Then she'd go back to the shaft. She was squeezing and stroking pretty hard. Occasionally she'd reach under my balls with her middle finger, applying pressure at the base and sliding into my ass crack a little.

"You're going to make me cum," I warned her.

"Oh, not yet, baby," she whispered. "I want you in my pussy."

I stopped finger-fucking her and sat up. She let go of my cock, then rolled over on her knees with her ass in the air and her arms cradling her pillow.

Clearly she wanted it doggy style. I got behind her. She opened her legs slightly, then reached back to guide my cock into her pussy. As I knelt behind her I was intrigued by her exotic chocolate skin. It made such a nice contrast to mine.

She took my cock in. Her pussy was nice and moist. I started little thrusting motions, giving her more and more. When I was all the way in, she suddenly closed her legs up. Now my legs were outside hers and hers were close together. That action really closed her pussy tightly around my cock.

"How does that feel, baby?" she asked. "You like that."

"That feels great," I told her. "Your pussy is so tight and wet."

I started bucking into her as my hands gripped her luscious brown ass. Because she was so tight that way I couldn't go fast. Instead we enjoyed a nice, slow fuck. I felt every inch of my cock going in and out and the way she ground her ass into me drove me crazy. We kept that up for fifteen or twenty minutes. Finally I couldn't stand it any more. I wanted to ram my hard cock into her delicious chocolate pussy fast and hard until we both came. I pulled out. Then I propped all the pillows behind her. There must have been at least six propped up there. I had her stand up with her back to the headboard, then I got between her legs on my knees. She sat down with her legs to my sides and kind of laying back on the pillows. I pulled her legs up to open her pussy, then drove my cock home. She almost screamed in pleasure as she felt my 7" of rock hard cock plunge all the way into her hot, wet pussy. Her arms went around my neck as I drove into her, pressing her back against the pillows with her legs hooked over my hips. My face was right in front of hers and I kissed her, hard, jamming my tongue into her mouth as my hips powerfully thrust my manhood into her. Our tongues were going almost as hard and fast as my manhood. It wasn't long before I felt the now familiar rumbling of my semen building up. Another bam! bam! bam! then I arched my back and loudly groaned as I came, hard and long.

She was moaning: "Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Oooooooh!" before she orgasmed too. Her nails dug into my back and her legs almost squeezed the breath out of me.

When we were through I rolled off her. She pulled a pillow out and laid on her side. She snuggled into me, pulling my arm over and holding in on her chest while my pussy-juice soaked cock nestled between her ass cheeks.

"So I take it you're not taking me back to the farmhouse tonight?" I whispered in her ear.

"Not a chance, baby," she replied. "I'm not nearly through with you."

We ended up falling asleep in that position.

I awoke in the morning with a morning woodie. As I lay there LaShawna stirred and her leg brushed against it. She turned.

"Well good morning, baby," she said in a sing-song voice. I smiled.

She pulled back the covers to look.

"We should do something about that," she said as she slid down my body. She placed her palm against it before she grasped it and held it to her mouth. She gave the head a kiss, then proceeded to start licking it. Her thick tongue felt so good. My cock felt like it was stuck in a sponge. Soon she had me in her mouth sucking up and down my shaft. I just lay back to enjoy the blowjob. As she sucked and licked my cock, I looked down. I noticed her wavy, caramel streaked hair, her smooth chocolate-colored back widening to her hips and luscious ass. It was an incredibly sexy sight.

After several more minutes of sucking me she raised her head and started crawling up my body kissing the whole way. When her tits got to my cock she stopped briefly to squash them on either side before continuing up. Finally she got where she wanted to be. Reaching beneath her she guided my rigid cock into her pussy. She slowly eased herself onto it, then spread out on top of me. She began to move her hips around, taking my manhood in and out.

"A nice, slow morning fuck," she whispered in my ear as she kissed it and nibbled.

It was great. A nice, soft bed. A hot black woman on top of me, controlling the pace, my cock snuggled tightly inside her warm love box.

After several minutes I began meeting her with little thrusts of my hips. Any time I got too fast she'd slow me down.

"Easy, baby. Nice and easy this morning."

We kept it up as the minutes ticked by. Outside people walked up and down the hall, some returning to their rooms after breakfast, others rolling their suitcases down the hall as they went to check out. And still we continued our slow, easy love-making.

Finally we couldn't control it any longer. LaShawna wrapped her legs around mine and really began to grind her pelvic bone into me. I ground right back into her, trying to drive my cock right into her belly from the inside. As our hips shifted around I must have found her g-spot because she let out a long, low "Oooooooh!", then buried her face in my neck as she orgasmed. Mine was close behind. Mine wasn't a powerful eruption, it was more like when you have a great pressure taken away but it felt just as good.

Afterwards we got dressed, then went out for a big breakfast. We were both starved. After that she drove me out to the farmhouse. Along the way she turned to me and said:

"I want to give you my number. If you ever get to Minneapolis give me a call. I'd like to see you again. And I have some girlfriends who I know would love to meet you."