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A Woman In Need Of Sex Pt 02

A Woman In Need Of Sex Pt 02

by biggles49
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I turned on my side to look at him, his fit black body glistening with a sheen of perspiration, with the memory of what had just happened still playing in my mind, my body suffused with total satisfaction, and my frustrations all washed away, I closed my eyes and immediately drifted off to sleep.

I woke up and the bedside lights were still on but there was darkness outside, so it was still night. I looked over and he was still lying beside me and with a rush the memory of what he had done to me flooded back. He had the sheet lightly draped over him and the rise and fall of his chest seemed to indicate he was asleep. I looked down and could see under the sheet a bulge at his groin and I dared to take a look at the beast that had pleasured me so much.

Gently I peeled back the sheet until his cock was revealed. It was fat and long and lying across his thigh so maybe that was as soft as it got, what a weapon! and I couldn't resist touching it again, The condom was gone and I could see it on the bedside table with the other packets and the box of tissues, some of which we had used to clean ourselves before we went to sleep. I reached out and lightly ran my fingers along that embodiment of manhood, sensing its latent strength, running my fingers over the shiny helmet that had given me so much pleasure. Without thinking I put my hand around it and lifted it slightly and was reminded how heavy it felt.

I sensed a movement and dragged my eyes away from his penis and let go of it, and looked up at him and saw he was awake.

'I'm sorry,' I said, 'I didn't mean to wake you.'

'That doesn't matter, I am yours for whatever you want.' and with that he reached for another condom.

My pussy was still feeling very used from what he had already done with me, and I didn't think I could do it any more. I stopped him and said, 'No, not that, I want to watch you cum.'

He smiled at me and lay back on the bed, so I settled myself beside him and took hold of his cock again. Even as I held it, I felt it throb in my hand and it started to grow again. I was amazed at the speed with which it grew as I stroked it, lightly running my fingers across the shiny helmet, and within hardly more than a couple of minutes I was holding a rigid erection, and that after having just fucked me, and cum himself. It had grown fatter and a lot harder but not much longer, being probably about eight inches when fully erect and from the fucking he had given me I knew that was plenty. I stared in wonder at this black embodiment of maleness, standing rigidly vertical right in front of my face, with my hand wrapped around its hardness.

I went on stroking that hardness, rubbing my hand up and down the full length, more and more positively, rubbing against the edge of his helmet each time. With my other hand I fondled his balls as his black, wrinkly sac was hanging slackly below his cock with his two large, egg-shaped testicles clearly outlined inside, that moved of their own accord. I lifted them up and they slid easily as I fingered them gently, and wondered how much sperm was left in them, and I was determined to find out! I continued to stroke his stiffness, to wank him, not roughly, but with an increasing grip on the shaft. A small bead of clear juice appeared in the eye and I knew he was getting aroused, and I looked at his face and his eyes were tight shut and he had a smile on his lips which were slightly apart so I guessed he was enjoying it.

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As I continued to wank him, more beads of juice seeped out of his cock until there was enough to dribble down. I didn't stop to think, but lowered my head and closed my mouth around his cock-head. It was fantastic! There was a mixture of tastes as I sucked his helmet, there was a faint latex taste from the condom but there was the strong, musty, male flavour of his sperm that he had squirted. The feel of his hard helmet filling my mouth and the dribble of pre-cum on my tongue was getting me very aroused and I began to suck greedily on his stiff cock.

He was beginning to moan quietly as I sucked him off, at the same time as wanking him and feeling his balls. He was beginning to make small thrusting movements into my mouth as his excitement increased and I sucked harder, lashing and rubbing his helmet with my tongue at the same time as increasing the wanking of his shaft. He began to groan and his thrusts became more urgent but I did not want him to cum in my mouth, I wanted to watch him, so I stopped sucking him and looked down at his cock as I stroked him, feeling it get even harder, and his balls had retracted tight up against his cock, leaving a tight, wrinkled scrotum holding his balls tight, ready to squeeze out their contents.

His body was jerking now and I knew he was not far off, so I leant over and whispered in his ear 'I want you to cum; I want to see it; cum for me.'

As I sat up again, he let out a long low groan and I felt his erection pulse and a solid stream of white spunk shot out and up into the air and fell back onto my hand and his belly. That was it, but he had already cum once that night, so I wasn't disappointed as I looked at my hand covered with his mess as I still gripped him tightly, slowly stroking him. But after a long pause, all at once I saw his balls contract and instantly his cock gave a mighty jerk and another geyser of spunk shot from him, and after another pause it was followed by another spurt, and then another, and the jets of sperm squirted everywhere.

That was an amazing performance after having shot one load already that evening, but slowly the spasms in his cock and the squirts of spunk subsided until there was just a dribble of white oozing out of his cock. He opened his eyes and looked at me.

'That was fantastic.' he said and looked down to where I was still holding him, with dribbles of his sperm running over my hand.

There was quite a mess and I reached for the tissues and started to clean him up. I mopped up all the pools of cum on his chest and belly and then very gently cleaned up his cock, which was probably still sensitive, but was slowly softening. Having cleaned him up I drifted off to sleep with my head on his chest and my hand round his thick, meaty cock, soft again now, but still big, and warm and comforting.

I woke slowly the next morning and I could see light through the curtains so I knew it was daylight. My pussy was recovering but still held the memory of the punishment it had received the previous night. Lying on my side I was aware of his arm thrown over me as he was curled up behind me. I thought he was asleep and reached behind my back to find his cock again and closed my hand around it, and at the same time his hand moved and grasped my breast, so either he had been awake, or I had woken him up.

I played with his cock and again, after just a few minutes he started to grow hard, even after cumming twice the previous evening. I pushed his hardness between my legs, up against my pussy, but he rolled away which was disappointing, but after a few moments I heard a rustle and the familiar snap of a condom being put on, and he came back to me, and placed his stiff cock, condom sheathed, between my legs.

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I drew my knees up and pushed back against him and felt his hardness sliding along my pussy crack, the lubricated condom sliding easily over my sex. I didn't need much arousing and he fondled my boobs and nipples as he slid his hard meat along my slippery crease, and I knew my wetness was starting. I pushed against him and the sliding erection began to spread my labia, and with the wetness from my pussy to add to the condom lubrication he slipped smoothly along my crack and pushed against my clit. I felt that, but as I was not fully aroused my clit was still hiding.

With my juices flowing my crack was getting very sloppy, and he sensed this as well, and changed his position slightly, and his meaty, fat, stiff, black cock slid right up inside my cunt. I gasped and jumped at the sudden invasion of my vagina by such a big cock and he paused, fully inside me, filling me, while once again I got accustomed to being stretched that way. Slowly I became used to it inside me and I moved slowly on his stiff meat, and he knew he could and so he moved inside me to meet my pushing against him until he was fucking me from behind with long, easy strokes, his body slapping against my bum.

It was fabulous, even after having been satisfied twice or even three times the previous evening (I was still not sure how many orgasms I had had), and with the incredible sensations of him moving inside me from behind I slowed down and lay there, letting him fuck me. After the previous evening's action, I was not in a hurry to orgasm and was happy to lie there and enjoy him, or let him enjoy me! But as enjoyable a doggy fuck is, being taken from behind, I couldn't see him, or watch him entering me, so I pulled away from him and he slipped out of my cunt with a wet slurp. I turned around and pushed him onto his back, and throwing my leg over his body so I was astride him, I took his erection in my hand and holding the pointy head against my pussy I settled down onto it, and again enjoyed the sensation of him filling me.

As I was on top, I was in control so I continued the action at my own speed and gripped his cock with my cunt as he slid inside me, sometimes just teasing his cock-head, sometimes burying the full length deep inside me, so far up that I had strange sensations as he may have pushed against my cervix, he was certainly big enough to have reached that far in. I reached out and pinched his nipples and in response he played with my boobs, stroking them and squeezing my already hard nipples between his finger and thumb.

Having satisfied me last night I still wasn't in a hurry and just lost myself to the feel of such a beast moving inside my cunt, but inevitably I felt the first stirrings of my orgasm beginning, my clit now super-sensitive, and my cunt beginning to clench rhythmically on his cock and my bum puckering up at the same time.

'I'm cumming.' I gasped, as I tried to speed up my movements, trying to get more and more of him inside me.

'Cum with me, fill me.' I added, as I could see from his panting that he was getting close himself. The fire in my clit began to spread through all my cunt until everything was a raging inferno, and as I fell into the abyss of my orgasm I heard him call out and I could feel his fat cock pulsating inside me as he pumped out his spunk deep in me as I was a quivering, jerking wreck. As my orgasm ravaged my innards I was scrabbling at his chest with my fingers, my bum bouncing on his balls, until I collapsed on top of him, unable to move any more.

Slowly I came around, lying on his chest, his cock still inside me, my pussy so sensitive it hurt when he moved, so we lay like that with me impaled on him. Slowly he softened and while he did not slide out, I was at least able to move, and I gently lifted myself up and slowly he withdrew from me. I rolled off him, exhausted, and lay beside him and looked again at his glistening black body, and that big, fat, black cock that had given me so much pleasure, still with the condom on and another big flood of semen filling it, and I closed my eyes and drifted off to a very satisfied sleep.

When I awoke an hour or so later he was gone, and had taken all the evidence, used condoms and soiled tissues, with him. There was a card on his pillow, with just a heart on it and underneath was written 'Friends, any time, anywhere, anyhow' and the phone number.

I must have a good chat with Gill when I get home, there was so much she did not tell me about!

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