Jessica had been a slut for Marcus the rest of the weekend. She had sucked his cock as they showered together, and sat on his massive cock in front of Jim while they nibbled at breakfast. Out by the pool, he fucked her oiled tits and blew his cream all over her face and chest, which Jessica proceeded to lap up. Jim heard the springs creaking, the head board banging the wall and all the moans and screams as they went upstairs for a "nap." And Saturday night, Jessica dressed like a real tramp in a gauzy peasant blouse with no bra that exhibited a lot of cleavage and her dark nipples, a short black leather mini-skirt, fish-net hose with 5-inch heeled black strap-ons. Marcus took her to a black dance club for drinks, dinner and dancing. Marcus arrogantly paraded his white married slut for the other patrons, and had fun playing with and groping her at the table and on the dance floor. The other men weren't shy about asking her to dance either, which Marcus happily allowed, so they could learn how hot his married white slut woman really was. Consequently, on the dance floor, she was felt up by all kinds and sizes of men, and she experienced all shapes of cocks rubbing against her hot pussy. The one common denominator was that all the black dicks were all big and made her pussy very wet and ravenous.
Jessica was enraptured as Marcus publicly fondled her tits and played with her pussy. As they sat in their booth, people would gawk openly, and even make comments about how hot she was and to provide encouragement to their touching. Jessica thrived on the depravity of being a white married woman publicly committing wanton acts with her black lover. Marcus fingered her to a climax, and then she got on her knees under the table and joyously sucked him off in their booth.
Outside in the parking lot, he pushed her over the hood of the car and took her from behind much to the enjoyment of other departing patrons. Jessica was oblivious as she was only aware of his enormous black cock plowing in and out of her greedy pussy. She sucked him on the way home, and then sat on his cock in the family room in front of Jim while she bragged to her husband about their degeneracy on her night out. Even though he despised what Jessica was doing with Marcus, Jim could not control his own lust and the responsiveness of his cock as he pulled his hard-on out of his pants and started stroking it. Watching the Marcus' big black tube slide in and out of his wife's soaked slit was so erotic it took Jim no time at all for his cum to dribble out of his five-incher. His wife kept up her bouncing for at least fifteen minutes until Marcus arched his back, contracted his buttocks lifting Jessica and pumped his sperm way up into her womb. As Jessica was slowly sliding up and down the still rigid black shaft after their joint climax, Jim could see the copious amounts of their cum running out of her stretched pussy and down the insides of her legs and on to Marcus' thighs.
Jessica finally disengaged from the massive shiny dark cock, and took Marcus upstairs to the master bedroom. Jim had a fitful sleep that was constantly interrupted by the rhythmic noises of the bed and the moans and screams of his wife and her insatiable black lover. When he woke up late the next morning, the house was quiet again. As he was sitting drinking coffee and reading the Sunday paper, a worn-out and tired-looking Jessica wandered into the kitchen wearing a short silk robe. She didn't say anything to Jim, but just wandered over to the coffee pot.
"Where's Marcus?" said Jim, since he could hear no other noises in the house. "He had to catch a plane, so he called a cab this morning at 6:30," mumbled Jessica. She turned and looked at her husband with doleful eyes. She shuffled back to him, placed her coffee cup on the table and hugged his neck with both arms. "I'm so sorry Jim. I've behaved like a horrible tramp," she whispered. "But it was something I just had to have!" Jim's silence said volumes about his feelings. She hugged tighter and said, "Thank you Jim, thank you for letting me get this out of my system!" Jim's mind wandered, but mostly centered on the question,
How did it get into your system?
That night in bed, Jessica curled up against Jim, but when there was no reciprocal response, she just clung to him until they fell asleep. As the week went on, the frost on the relationship slowly thawed, and they started getting back to their normal routines. Thursday night, Jessica put on a sexy see-through peignoir which displayed her full round tits and her shaven pussy. She paraded around the bedroom and noticed the sheet over Jim's groin moving. As she rubbed her nipples in front of Jim, it was obvious his cock was raising the sheet.
Good, he still responds to me
, and Jim couldn't deny that his sexy wife still affected his hormones. Jessica pulled back the covers, and crawled across the bed to Jim so he could see her hanging tits bouncing against each other. She reached down and stroked his cock through his boxers and could feel that it was fully erect. Crawling down his body, she stripped his boxers off and enveloped his cock in her hot mouth, swirling her tongue around the underside, easily sliding down to the base and containing the whole organ past her lips. This was something she had never done to him before, but after her weekend and having sucked Marcus' huge black cock, it seemed easy.
I sure couldn't take all of Marcus like this!
After Jim was moaning, Jessica straightened up, stripped off her negligee, and lined up her wanting pussy with the tip of his cock. She effortlessly slipped down the rigid organ until she was fully impaled, but she could barely tell he was inside her. In spite of the loose fit, Jim was so excited to have his wife fucking him, that he forgot his anger. He was moaning and rolling his head side to side, and arching his back to penetrate his shaft deeper. Even with a longing feeling in her pussy, Jessica wanted to make up to him for the past weekend and kept humping on his small cock, and feeding him her tits to suck on. After only a few minutes, Jim arched his back and roared and Jessica knew he had cum in her pussy, although she scarcely was aware of it. "Oh, Jim ...so great! So good! Thanks honey!" she murmured as she kissed him delving her tongue into his mouth.
Damn, wasn't the same as Marcus...was just getting started!
She wanted to revive their sex life and relationship, but she wasn't sure Jim was going to be able to satisfy her recently developed enormous desires any more with his inadequate equipment. A wave of guilt sweep through her, but she was overcome by an urgent need in her pussy. As soon as Jim fell asleep in a couple of minutes, and Jessica found her dildo in her bedside drawer, she went into the bathroom, and brought herself off fantasizing about big black cocks.
As the weekend and the next week went on, Jessica was the aggressor sexually as she tried to repair the disconnection between her and Jim, and to satisfy her own highly charged sexual needs. While Jim thrived on the increased sex, Jessica was very frustrated and resorted back to watching her CD's and fucking herself with her dildo to attain some sense of fulfillment. She was growing tired of the movies that she had been watching over and over, so she decided that she needed some fresh stimulation.
