Intro: The exploits of a man whose given name fit him perfectly, Randy, and he certainly was that. He was a high-school history teacher and coach until he hit the lottery and retired early at 52. While he was not averse to returning flirtatious quips from the girls in his classes, he did avoid giving in to the urge, telling the more enticing of them to, "come see me after you graduate." Some did, but these stories deal with his life after hitting it big and building two houses; one along a river bluff 45 miles inland from the Atlantic Ocean and another on a secluded portion of the Northern Outer Banks, both equipped with playrooms. And he still had over a hundred million to spare. All characters are 18+ years of age. All stories can stand alone, but reading the series gives added insights and descriptions as it unfolds.
Synopsis: She wanted big cock and got air-tight
July, 2017 - River House
The wedding had started at 3 p.m. and Randy was sitting there on the back row wondering why in the hell he had come back home from the Outer Banks for this. He knew the answer already, a former player had invited him to his wedding. The church was filled with all manner of former students and former players of all races given it was to be an interracial marriage. It was nice to see many of them again and catch up but still and all, he was miserable. Formal occasions were definitely not his thing.
As he kept his eyes on the altar, checking his watch frequently, he noted the brown-haired chick in the row just in front and to his left who kept stealing glances back at him. She was a former student of course, and he called up what he could remember of the 28-year-old from the depths of his mind.
Later, at the reception, he eventually worked his way a few feet behind her while she watched the guests who were dancing. She had a glass of wine in her hand and he studied the short woman as her body slightly swayed to the music. A black cocktail dress amplified her curves; nice ass, large tits, he remembered the mischievous smile from history class. She had gained a little weight and was slightly on the chubby side, but was still extremely fuckable. She had been a minor flirt back then, but the stolen glances his way that had persisted during the ceremony had his mind percolating on the idea that maybe she was wanting his cock today.
'Nothing ventured, nothing gained,' he thought as he moved closer.
"Hello Tera."
She turned and greeted him in return, and he picked up on the same mischievous smile before her eyes returned to the dance floor. He moved even closer to her and watched her ass move to the beat of the music.
At that moment applause broke out and the newly married couple made their way in, proceeding to the center of the dance floor for their first dance. Randy's eyes came up from the swaying hips that had mesmerized him, and he joined in the applause.
As the couple beamed at each other, he moved in so close to her that her ass bumped into him as she continued her little dance. When she realized he was there, she increased the sway of her ass. Just what he was looking for.
He put his hands on her waist, which she did not resist, and spoke to her off-handedly, "From the way they're dancing, I'd say they're gonna have fun tonight."
Tera replied as she half-turned to him, "Yeah, she's gonna ride that big, black cock."
"You sound jealous. Have you never had one?"
He felt Tera's body shudder and she half-turned again toward him with a hint of defiance in her voice, "Maybe."
Randy continued, "So, tell me, which it more appealing, the big or the black?"
She didn't answer right away, her ass now grinding into his crotch and awakening his cock, and he prodded her, whispering in her ear, "Well Tera, which is it?"
Finally, she turned her head slightly and whispered back, "The big."
Quickly, he fired off another question, "Ever had three big ones?"
"Whaaat?" and she turned fully and looked at him wearily, his hands still clasped at her waist.
Randy cupped her crotch softly and discreetly from behind and she stiffened, "Three big cocks, two black, one white. All at the same time. Airtight."
"No, not three. Not even two." She answered shaking as she turned back to the dance floor. But she did not pull away from him.
Still whispering in her ear, he told her, "I can guarantee the ride of your life. I'm leaving in five minutes. If you wanna take the ride, follow me in your car to my house."
With a last squeeze of her crotch, he left her standing there, still shaking, and stopped to visit with two other former players, Rod and Bobby, who were also in attendance.
"Wha'da, y'all got going tonight?"
"Nothing Coach," they both replied.
"Y'all know Tera, right?" and they both pointedly looked her way.
She was watching from across the room and averted her eyes as soon as they looked at her.
"Yeah, we know her," Rod answered smiling.
"If she follows me when I leave, y'all give me 90 minutes and then come to the house."