Jules let out a sigh of relief as Elliot left and made her way to the bedroom. Her mind raced with the thought of masturbating all day tomorrow. Once she made it to the bedroom she needed to hide the dildo before Elliot got back. Opening up the top drawer, she hid the dildo under a stack of scarves.
"I'll have a quick shower before Elliot gets back" she thought, glancing at the clock.
Quickly she stripped her work clothes off and stepped into the warm steamy shower. Jules closed her eyes, letting the shower wash away her troubles. Her hands began to trace over her curves. Ensuring to wash every contour of her body.
Delicately she traced the curves of her breasts, lingering on her nipples. She teased them with gentle brush until they hardened. Moving lower, her hands made their way down. Her hands were moving of their own volition. Making their way to her pussy as she softly moaned, savoring the sweet caresses.
As she touched herself, her mind drifted to Tyrone and the black cock porn she had watched earlier. She began to picture his chiseled features and the massive black cock he must have. Lingering on her pussy, she continued to rub her clit in slow circles. The sensation was building within her and couldn't believe she was horny again, "What has gotten into me?" She thought. However the thought disappeared quickly because she did not care and wanted more.
Leaning against the shower wall, she lost herself in the sensations. The cascading water over her body splashed against the tiles as her fingers moved faster. Her breath grew heavier, as she imagined a thick, black cock filling her white pussy.
The fantasy grew more vivid with each passing moment. Jules' fingers moved faster as she imagined Tyrone's hands upon her. He was pulling her close and guiding his cock into her waiting pussy. A loud moan escaped her lips, feeling her arousal building with each passing moment.
Without hesitation, she slipped two fingers into her pussy. She moaned as she curled her fingers inside, teasing her G-spot. Her other hand was over her clit, rubbing as she continued to thrust her fingers in and out of her pussy.
As Jules' body approached her peak, she couldn't shake the thought of a large, thick black cock filling her pussy. Tyrone's cock stretching her out, being filled to the brim by his massive member made her pussy quiver. With overwhelming need surging through her, Jules added a second finger to her pussy. She groaned as she felt her muscles tighten around her fingers signaling that she was getting closer.
She couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing as fingered herself. She needed more. She needed to be filled. She needed something large and thick to stretch her out and push her over the edge. With that her mind went to her obsession the last couple of days, the black dildo.
Jules quickly stepped out of the shower as water dripped from her body. She reached for the towel hanging on the shower rod, grabbing it and wrapping it around her body. Her body moved to the dresser and immediately pulled open the top drawer and grabbed the large black dildo.
Jules laid down on the bed readying herself for what was to come. Her legs went wide as she slipped the dildo into her waiting pussy. A deep groan escaped her lips as the feeling of thickness completely filled her. She began to thrust her hips, moving the dildo in and out of her pussy as she imagined Tyrone's cock filling her instead.
Jules' body convulsed with pleasure when just then, she heard the front door open. Panic set in as she quickly pulled the dildo out of her pussy with a loud pop as she bounded to the dresser. She shoved the dildo into the back of the drawer under the scarves and shut it. Scrambling to put on her robe, she then began straightening the bedroom.
She took a deep breath to steady her nerves as Elliot's footsteps approached. Elliot entered the bedroom with groceries in hand. "Hey, beautiful. Ready for some amazing dinner?" he asked
Jules forced a smile and tried to act casual. "Definitely, I'm starving. What did you get?"
Elliot set the groceries down on the kitchen counter and pulled out a bottle of wine. "I picked up some steak and potatoes, and a delicious red wine to go with it."
She knew Elliot didn't suspect anything and so taking one more deep breath made her way to the kitchen with Elliot. She wanted nothing more than to continue where she left off, but she knew she would have all day tomorrow.
The rest of the evening was spent trying to act normal, but her mind kept wandering back to being filled by a massive black cock. Her attempts were futile trying to push the thoughts aside as they returned to the forefront of her mind.
Dinner was finished and Elliot suggested they watch a movie together which Jules eagerly agreed to. While the movie played, Elliot's hand had found its way to Jules' thigh. She knew exactly what he wanted but she was saving herself for her dildo. She tried to resist however her body betrayed her. Her legs parted ever so slightly and Elliot took the cue moving his hand higher. His fingers grazed the part of her robe, her breath caught at his touch. Her body was yearning for more while she was still worked up from earlier. But just as Elliot was about to make a move, Jules stiffened, her mind racing as she came up with an excuse.
"Elliot, I'm sorry, I would love to but it's my time of the month", she lied.
Elliot looked at Jules with disappointment, but she quickly assured him that it should be all good when he gets back from his trip.
The movie ended and Jules and Elliot made their way to bed. Jules couldn't shake the desire that had been building all evening. Slipping under the covers, Jules pretended to fall asleep as Elliot got ready for bed in the bathroom. She closed her eyes, trying to calm her nerves as she heard him climb into bed beside her.
Jules could feel Elliot's warmth beside her. The weight of his body pressing against hers. She could feel his tiny prick thrusting its way between her cheeks which made it all the easier to ignore. Over time his thrusting stopped with no reaction as his final attempt at sex failed and he settled into sleep.
Jules laid there with her mind filled with the thoughts of the black cock. She couldn't shake the image of a strong, muscular, black man being pressed up against her. Her eyes lingered at the shared wall, imagining Tyrone taking her in ways she had never experienced. But as much as she craved this forbidden pleasure, she knew she couldn't go through with it. Her husband did have a tiny dick but she did still love him. She continued to lay there in desire until she slowly drifted to sleep.