Vacation Encounters Ch. 01

I did the best I could, as the head filled the front of my mouth. He did reward me with a constant supply of his clear nectar, that coated my mouth and made my pussy weep.

After at least 10 minutes of this ecstasy, he said in a husky voice, "Let go baby, I want your mouth in a different position. I was glad, this was cramping me up.

He stood alongside of the bed, that extremely thick 8" black cock waiting to impale me where ever it wanted. It wanted my mouth again.

I took just the head, looking up at him and he shook his head "yes." I started sucking. I licked, sucked, nipped and tongued it, all the time getting a supply of clear precum. Damn, if this is his precum. How much of the real stuff does he produce.

I would soon find out.

I kept my mouth and tongue busy making him groan, moan and throw his head back. I was about to get the results of my ministrations. I knew I wouldn't cum now, but was going to make sure this was memorable for him.

I cupped his balls. I felt his heavy load churning away, getting ready for it's journey to it's ultimate destination. My belly via my hot, willing mouth.

He swelled behind my lips, his balls drew up as they unloaded through that magnificent tower of black power. I felt the head swell for the final time as it erupted in my waiting mouth. Hot shot, after hot shot filled my mouth. I swallowed like a woman possessed, trying not to lose a single drop. I thought I had it made after a half dozen or so, but he had cut it off by squeezing the base of his cock and let go with another torrent of hot jizz. My mouth was slightly open and some escaped around the broken seal between my CSL's and his throbbing cock. I quickly brought my tongue to bear and caught it before it ran down my chin. I had redeemed myself.

My goal as long as I am with Raymond, is to be the best slut for his black cock I can be.

I was spent for the time being. We fell asleep in each other's arms. I woke with a start. His mouth was devouring one of my little tits and a big finger was slowly working it's way into my already throbbing pussy.

Looking down his body, his beautiful black cock was fully erect and looked bigger than ever. Maybe it was because I had just woken up. My little white hand was drawn to it like a it was a magnet and we were negative and positive charged.

Slowly stroking it, I was rewarded with my first drop of sweet precum. I licked it from my fingers and went back to getting some more. I wasn't going to even try to suck his cock. That would mean that I would have to let go of the feelings his mouth and fingers were giving me.

As I continued stroking, I felt his cock get even harder and seemed to get even thicker. It was time for me to get my little white pussy fucked. After all that is what a black cock slut does.

"Please fuck me Raymond. I have waited long enough to feel that tower of black pleasure to fuck me until I pass out."

As I was already on my back, all he had to do was move up between my wide spread legs and make my white, married pussy his.

His arms went under my legs and lifted them up and pushed them back. In this position I was even more open. He had me bent back far enough so even my little brown pucker was displayed.

"Reach under and put it in, Donna." I couldn't reach it and he knew it. He was gonna make me beg,

"Don't want it to bad or you would find a way to get it in." I pushed against him, trying for just a little more reach. Not enough.

Next I tried to get my hips in a position to impale myself. After all it was only a scant inch from my hole.

Finally, I was in such a bad way, wanting to feel him in me, I begged him.

"Please, Raymond, fuck my hot white pussy. Make me a slut for your beautiful black cock. I will never deny you anything, just put it in and fuck me, hard, make me cum on your black cock."

"That's what I wanted to hear, baby. You can have all of this you want. For as long as you can handle it."

With that he plunged into my satiny, soaked vagina. I let out a little squeal of joy. I was finally impaled where I wanted to be. On the black cock, I yearned for and thought about from the moment I saw it.

After a few long hard thrusts, our pubic areas were meshed and we were grinding against each other, making sure that I had every little bit of that black cock in my womanhood.

I expected him to start pounding me stupid but to my surprise and delight, his movements were gentle, he had such control. My eyes shot open as he pulled all the way our, except for the head. Now I would get slam-fucked like the slut I was but no, he eased himself back into me with the gentleness of a caring lover. I realized that his intention was to make love to me, not fuck my brains out. I threw my arms around his muscular back and hugged him tight. His lips met mine in a sultry, soft kiss. His arms pulled out from behind my legs and I repositioned my self with my legs around his lower back and he slid his hands under my back and lifted me up and pushed. In this position, I could take just a fraction more of his cock, as I was spread even wider. We kept this up until we both started to breath heavy. His lips left mine, my arms and legs gripped his magnificent body all the tighter. I was going to have a heavenly orgasm and he would fill me with his hot, thick love. We rocked together, I felt his balls tighten against my ass and in seconds he was filling me as waves of passion crashed over me. I had the first silent orgasm of my life. All I could hear was his moans and him whispering, "Oh, my god, Donna, you are so good. I want us to stay joined just like this until there is no more life left in me." We were both sated but remained in each other's arms and legs, until I felt him slowly soften inside of my love tunnel.

As we slowly unwound and feeling came back into my extremities, I knew that I had to have this beautiful black lover again and I told him so.

"That's good to hear. Because I want you again, also."

We showered together and washed one another all over. I dropped to my knees and worshiped his cock, holding it in my hand as I slowly sucked and licked it back to life and drained it once again of his thick, tasty offering.

I woke that morning expecting a hard cock probing for entry but instead found myself alone in bed. I started to get up, my pussy was a little sore, but the afterglow was still with me.

Coffee, I smell coffee and something cooking. I walked naked to the kitchen and Raymond was making French toast. I walked up to him and hugged him from behind. He was fully clothed.

"Well, if it isn't the naked nymph, that was sleeping in my bed, when I awoke this morning. Sit down and I will bring you coffee and you are just in time for my famous French toast."

I ate breakfast. It was almost 1 PM. I had to call Paul.

He answered right away. "Hi honey, did you have a good time yesterday and last night."

"I sure did, babe, and I have you to thank for it. Kim is getting ready to leave right now. She says to say Hi and call her next time her services are needed. Was Raymond everything you hoped he would be?"

"Yes and more. We can talk when I get home. I am going to finish my coffee, take a shower and I will be home to you, soon. You better be ready."

I needed to get cleaned up inside and out before going home to my husband. I used the two disposable douches I brought with me and took a long shower. Raymond joined me and I once again sucked that masterful black cock until if filled my mouth. I swallowed all of it, not losing a drop, like a good slut for black cock. I brushed my teeth and bathed my mouth with mouthwash, got dressed and Raymond took me home.

Paul met me at the door. I threw myself into his arms and covered his face with kisses before we devoured each other's mouths with passion filled kisses. As much as I enjoyed my encounters with other men, I was always glad to be home in the arms of my loving husband.

Believe it or not, I am jealous of him and Kim. He is satisfied with being with just her, while I go out on my dates. I think that is why we never look to get involved back home. He doesn't have her there and I want him to have what he wants because he gives me the freedom to indulge in my desire for big cock.

We spent the next few days enjoying each other, going to the beach and spending many hours making love.

One might think that after spending so much time with black guys that I would find my husband lacking. That has never been the case. No, he is not able to fill me like Raymond or a few other guys have, but also I have been with guys that are not as endowed as Paul . I wouldn't trade him for all the guys I have ever had. He is my soul mate, my one and only husband, the father of my children and the lover that I always come home to. He has always satisfied me, even now at over 30 years of marriage. My desire to bed other men, especially black men is more than his desire for other women. He likes Kim and she is always available to him when we are in San Diego and being as that is the only time we share, the balance is there and of course he reaps the benefits of my sex charged being.

I checked my E-Mails. I have two from Carl, the horse hung, white stud. That will be another story.