: here it cums! open that ass
str8curious
: open that pussy
4dafunofit
: like that?
str8curious
: cum with me – shoot it on your stomach
str8curious
: aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I knew we crossed several lines, but it was just one of them moments where two horny people are caught up in lust. He sat up and turned the cam off. I thought he was gone, but sent a message to check on him. He was slow to respond, but said he was okay. I apologized for treating him like that, and explained that I couldn't help myself. He laughed and said he could have not played along, if he wanted to. But he gave into an urge, and now he had to deal with it.
It was a few days before we talked again, and I asked him was he okay about that night. He said he was okay, and in fact you two had hot sex in the shower that night when you got home. I pushed him a little to tell me what happened, and he eventually opened up. He said he joined you, and started by lathering your back. He then reached around and rubbed his soapy hands over your hard nipples. Your moans made his dick hard – again. He turned you around, and knelt down to eat your pussy under the water. You had some problems balancing yourself, but you had a helluva orgasm! He stood up, turned you again, and fucked you from behind. He said he's always amazed at how good your pussy feels, and that he'll never get tired of it.
You got to cum two more times before he came in you, but his dick didn't go down. He said when you two got out of the shower, you sat on the toilet seat to lick his nuts and kiss his tip. You sucked his dick until he came again. But even after that third nut, he was still hard. He didn't know what was going on, but you weren't complaining. You two got in bed, and made slow love. Lots of kissing and caressing, while he slid deep inside you. Then you flipped on top, and pinched his nipple while you pumped his dick. He told you he loved you as he released into you, sending you into another orgasm:
4dafunofit
: i can't tell you how much i love her
str8curious
: do u feel guilty?
4dafunofit
: yes
str8curious
: so will you stop?
4dafunofit
: don't ask me that
str8curious
: if you feel so guilty, you have to stop
4dafunof it: i just wanna know, y'know?
4dafunofit
: i wanna know what it feels like to be filled, and have a dick cum inside you
str8curious
: u would do it bareback?
4dafunofit
: no
str8curious
: that could open you both up to all kinds of diseases
4dafunofit
: i would never do it bareback
4dafunofit
: way too risky
Our next few conversations that week were non-sexual. I think you and he had an argument, and he vented to me about it. Even when I tried to turn the conversations sexual, he didn't buy in. I noticed that about him - when things were heated, or not quite right between you two, he didn't talk about sex. But when you two made up, or had a night of passion, I got full details – which usually led to freaky chat between us:
4dafunofit
: i was on the bed watching
Justice
when she came in the room
4dafunof it: she came and laid her head on me
4dafunofit
: i told her she could lay on me unless she were nude
4dafunofit
: she didn't hesitate – got up and took everything off, and laid back on me
str8curious
: i like your wife – a lot
4dafunofit
: i rubbed on her for a while, and then checked her pussy
4dafunofit
: she was wet, just from my hands on her
4dafunofit
: so I rubbed her clit, and she got real wet real fast
4dfunofit: i told her to get her vibrator from the closet, and i used it on her while she laid across my lap
4dafunofit
: she played with her nipples, and had a slow buildup to a good orgasm
str8curious
: u got me hard as shit!
str8curious
: i'm leaking like a faucet
4dafunofit
: i was hard too, watching her cum
str8curious
: u liked that, didn't you?
4dafunofit
: i liked making her feel like that – yeah
4dafunofit
: and i've always liked watching her cum
str8curious
: u want that, don't u?
str8curious
: someone to lay u back, and make u cum
4dafunofit
: oh man
str8curious
: make u feel good
4dafunofit
: yessssss
I started asking him to meet me somewhere, and in our next conversation he agreed to meet me at a hotel in between our locations. We agreed to meet on Sunday, so he could tell you he was going to watch football with the fellas – which was the truth.
I reserved a room at an extended stay hotel, so we could have all the comforts of an apartment. I brought some food and drinks, Astroglide, and a camera. When your husband arrived, we were like any other men meeting for the first time. During the Fox pre-game show, we ate sandwiches, and drank beer while we got to know each other. We were sitting on the couch when the game started, and the first quarter had just ended when I started guiding him to me. I sat with my arm around him until halftime, because I could tell he wasn't totally comfortable yet.
During halftime I told him to stand up for me, and take his clothes off. He sighed and hesitated a little, but the bulge in his pants was clear. I stayed dressed, and watched him get down to his underwear. I told him to stop; because I wanted to savor the moment I saw his ass in the flesh. I told him to turn his back to me and take his underwear off, and there it was.
"You like?"
"Even sexier than in pictures or on webcam," I smiled. "Back to me, so I can kiss it." I couldn't believe I was doing it myself, but I was really wanted him. I ran my hand up his thighs, and along his dick. It grew in my hands, and that was an incredible feeling. I pushed my tongue a little between his cheeks as I stroked him.
"Your hands look so good on my dick," he looked down.
"Your ass looks so good in my face." I moved one of my hands to smack his cheek, "Lay on my lap." He grabbed a pillow for his head, and laid face down. I rubbed, squeezed, and played with his ass while he sighed and moaned. I spread his cheeks, and looked at the way his hole was flexing. "Nervous?"
"A little, I guess," he chuckled.
I leaned over and blew on it, and he jumped. Then I leaned over and flicked the tip of my tongue over it, "Relax." I held him open while I reached for the lubrication. I had warmed it up, as not to startle him. He moaned when it first dripped on him. I spread just enough on him for me to slip my finger inside. "How's that feel?"
He parted his legs a little, "Feels good."
I worked my finger deeper and deeper into his ass, while the other one continued to rub and squeeze his cheeks. He began raising his ass to meet my finger, so I added a second one. He kinda grunted, and stopped moving. He turned his head, and I could see he was holding his eyes closed. "Too much?"
"No. Don't stop."
Eventually he started moving his ass again. I moved my hand from rubbing his cheeks, to rubbing his balls and dick. He had gone a little soft, until my touch made him swell again. "What's on your mind?"
"I'm thinking about how you are making me feel."
"Good, I hope."
"Desired. Sexy even."
"Slutty?"
He shook his head, "No, I don't feel slutty right now. I feel . . . special."
I thought about you at that moment, and felt guilty. I also thought about your husband, and almost stopped everything right then – but I didn't. I looked at his naked body laying across me, I looked at his ass on my lap, I reveled in the feel of my finger in his ass and my hand on his dick, and I smiled, "You are special."
He sat up, and got to his knees between my legs.
"You're about to suck my dick?"
He began taking my pants and underwear down, "Yes."
"You don't have to."
He looked at me, "I may never have an opportunity to satisfy this curiosity again. I can't say I will ever be in this position again."
My dick was too hard for him to get my pants down, so I stood up. My dick sprang out right at his eye level. For a minute, neither of us moved – then he opened his mouth and took more than half of it between his lips. He slid his mouth off, and looked up at me before doing it again. His mouth was so warm, and his tongue felt good dragging along my bottom vein. I sat down, popping my dick out of his mouth. He put his hands on my thighs, and started sucking again.
I can't say that he was better than the women who had sucked my dick, but there was something better about having him do it. I grabbed his head a few times when it felt really good, and braced myself to push my dick into his mouth other times. He pumped my dick in his hand until I shot cum onto my lap.
He slowly pumped my dick while he gazed at it. "I need something to drink," he let go and got up.
My dick stayed hard. I sat there and I collected my thoughts, not believing the situation I was in – or what I was about to do. I fished a condom out of my pants pocket, and rolled it on. I pulled off my pants and went to the kitchen – grabbing the Astroglide along the way. He had opened a beer, and was drinking it when I went behind him and bent him over. "Spread your legs," I said while I coated my covered dick with the lube.
He braced himself on the counter and moved his feet apart.
I found and guided my dick to his hole. Grabbing his waist I pushed my way inside him as far as I could get – which wasn't very far. I pushed him so that his chest was flat on the counter, and dripped lube between his cheeks while I kept pushing in. Your husband groaned and grunted, but I didn't bother to ask if he was okay. When my waist finally touched his cheeks, I put the lube down to spread him open. I found a rhythm that turned his groans into moans.
I couldn't believe my dick was sawing in and out of this sexy black man's ass, and he loved it as much as I was. I thought of talking shit to him; you know, getting him to talk dirty – but I let us both just enjoy the moment. He reached over and grabbed the other side of the counter, as his moans got louder and stronger. All of a sudden he leaned up and I felt his hole flexing hard, making it hard for me to keep up my pace. I leaned back and saw a stream of cum running down the cabinet door and pooling on the floor.
I had made him cum, and neither of us touched his dick. He lay flat on the counter again, and I grabbed his shoulders to drive my dick into him. I'm not sure how, but he lifted his leg so that his knee was on the counter – giving me even deeper access. I shifted a little, and he really started moaning at my new depths. The way he sounded, I could have closed my eyes and thought he was a woman. I lost myself in the feel of his ass, the sounds of his moan, and the sheer eroticism of the moment. Your husband cried out at the first blast of my cum. I moved my hands from his shoulders to his waist and held him close as I shot off five more blasts – each one eliciting a cry from him.
