The time Jim and I shared with his fiancΓ©e was enjoyable, she was a beautiful woman, but Jim and I seemed to mutually agree, without any discussion, that we enjoyed our time together, just the two of us. We both agreed that we were planning on staying mutually exclusive, neither of us expressing any desire to seek out other guys for sex. We enjoyed what we did together, as much as it was frowned upon, by "societal standards."
We were managing to meet usually at least once a week, sometimes when we could, twice a week, always at the same place; the only difference that we had now, was we weren't so rushed, and we felt more comfortable in our activities. We discussed our ideas, tried different positions, just like any other couple. Jim and his fiancΓ©e were still getting married, she didn't object to our getting together.
We had met again today, joking that we were in the same room as our first meeting. Joking how we had met here so often, that we had to start over again with the rooms. We undressed, carefully laying our clothes in neat piles on the furniture, looking at each other as we undressed. I must admit, I was still enamored with the dark ebony appendage hanging between Jim's legs, and the leathery looking balls accompanying it.
Finishing undressing, we both moved to the bed, pulling the covers off. No sense pulling them aside, we both knew from our past activities that everything ended up on the floor.
As Jim lay down, I moved over to him, caressing his ass, thighs, and abdomen, before moving close to the object of my desire, that huge black cock that had attracted my attention, originally. I opened my mouth, cupped his warm balls with my hand, and swallowed as much of him as I could. Not having enough saliva in my mouth, or on his thickening cock yet, it wasn't much, but I began to work on him.
He thickened and lengthened as I got him coated with my saliva, sliding deeper into my throat. I always enjoyed the feeling as he extended in, past my mouth, to fill my throat.
Jim lay there, caressing my head and back as I sucked on him. He moved, lifted my hips, and slid underneath me, taking my cock into his mouth. Using both of his hands to spread my ass cheeks, he gazed at my ripped ass hole. "Oh wow, that looks so hot...almost like pussy lips."
I'm glad he liked them, I was still getting used to feeling that golf ball between my cheeks. Almost instantly, I felt his lips attach themselves to mine. My ASSPUSSY lips.
I think I was losing my asshole, and now had a pussy back there. A CUNT, if you will.
My mouth was on Jim's cock, but my mind wasn't. Jim's mouth, lips and tongue, soothing my recently wrecked asshole, which I also recently began thinking of as my pussy, made my cock hard as a steel bar. I could feel the tongue pressing into me, seeking entrance to my depths. I tasted salty cum in my mouth. That momentarily snapped me back to reality. I had a cock in my mouth. A black one. I had a Big Black Cock in my mouth. My pussy was being expertly eaten.
Without warning, I shot. My cum hosed Jim's chest as he sucked my pussy. I tried to pull back, aghast at the suddenness and violence of my cumming, but Jim holding my hips, held me close.
My cock stopped pulsing, I could feel the remnants of my explosion running back on my shaft. I'd stopped suckling black cock as I came. I now remembered what I was doing, and began suckling again.
Jim reached over, and pushing my head off him said "Hold off, I want to put this somewhere else."
He pulled back, rolling me onto my stomach, his thick cock, pulled from my mouth, with a string of my saliva, from my COCK sucking mouth, dripping from the head.
He reached over towards his night stand, where the pink lube was.
Knowing what he was planning to do, I said "Don't."
Jim looked at me questioningly.
"No lube please. I want to feel you. If it hurts, don't stop. I need to feel you as you use me."
"Are you sure?" Jim looked at me with a look of concern. "I don't want to hurt you. That one time I was so worked up, I practically raped your ass. I felt really bad afterward."
"I'm sure...I know I might regret it...but I liked the after effects of the knot in my ass...the wrecked muscle of my hole...YOUR pussy hole. It's yours now. You own it. Only you Jim." I couldn't believe I said that. But I really felt sexy with that knot of torn muscle surrounding my wounded hole.
Jim rubbed my shoulder. "Okay, if you're sure" he said, sounding tentative.
Moving behind me, straddling my legs, he pulled me up onto my knees.
My cock, having just shot a load not long ago, twitched as Jim's hands grasped my hips. As He pulled me up, I felt my cock thickening. All right, since I now had a hungry pussy, maybe I should more properly call it my clit.
The thick black head of Jim's cock touched the knot at my cunt, sending lightning bolts of pleasure surging through my groin, my clit burned in anticipation of my impending reaming.
"You sure you're ready for this?" asked Jim "Let me know if you want me to stop."