After I hung up the phone with my husband I turned out the light and got comfortable in our bed. I was physically exhausted from the very heavy sex I had not an hour ago. Jerome lasted a lot long than John does plus he was much larger, fucked harder, and was rougher. Not that it was a bad thing, being rougher that is. It just wore me out along with all of the other reasons above mentioned. I was still in shock I had actually done it. I really had sex with a black man and even did it in the bed I share with my husband. What also surprised me is I really didn't feel much if any guilt about what I had done. More of a sense of satisfaction of finally fulfilling a deep down need and desire. A desire that was more than met with because of Jerome. I was tired enough that it didn't take long for me to sleep.
During the next few hours I dreamed almost constantly while I slept. There was little surprise that every dream always lead in one way or another to me having sex with Jerome. I was in such a deep sleep curled up on my left side I hadn't felt it when he came into the bedroom and slowly climbed into bed.
In my head I was performing oral sex on Jerome when I felt something snap me out of my dream world. A hand was gently rubbing my right breast over my night shirt under the bed covers. I was half asleep but simply laid there smiling. I hadn't even considered who it was. I my half awake state my mind went right to my husband John. More so since this warm body pressed up against my back was laying on John's side of the bed. I left out a soft moan as his hand softly kneaded my breast. My nipples were soon getting hard from the attention.
"I just love your nice big tits Marisa" the voice behind me said. The voice snapped me totally awake as I opened my eyes. The room was dark but not completely. A small night light we keep plugged in near my side of the bed to make it easier to get up illuminates the room enough to see. First thing I noticed was the clock on the night table in front of my face informing me it was only a little past 4 o'clock in the morning. I knew it couldn't be John and had no doubt it was Jerome who was now rolling my nipple between his fingers. Lifting to covers off my chest I looked down to see his dark hand playing with my breast still over my shirt.
"Crap!" I said. "You surprised the hell out of me Jerome. In my sleepy state I actually thought you were my husband for a moment."
"Really?" Jerome replied laughing. "Well unless your husband got taller and became a large black guy then no it's not him. Hope you don't mind but thought I'd surprise you. I woke up horny as hell and was really in the mood. So, I figured I'd sneak in here and give you an early morning wake up call."
"Can't say I have ever had something like this" I said to him.
"Wow, you poor girl" he replied. "Maybe we should change that then." Jerome moved his hand only for a moment to pull me closer to him before placing it right back onto my right breast. With his other hand he brushed the hair away from my neck before lifting his head kissing and sucking on it. I was now fully awake and very turned on. I only asked Jerome not to suck too hard or too long in one place since I wouldn't know how to explain any hickeys to my husband. He agreed and did as I asked. Jerome was now pinching and pulling on both of my nipples over my shirt causing me to moan. I could feel his penis against my butt as it strained against the material of his shorts.
"Are you as wet as I am hard?" Jerome whispered into my ear. "Don't answer that" he quickly shot back. "I would rather find out for myself." Jerome moved his hand from my chest and glided it down my body. Slowly he slid his hand lower until he reached my mid thigh where the hem of my shirt rested. Pushing my right leg forward spreading my thighs apart. Moving his hand up the back of my right thigh and under my shirt he slipped a couple fingers between my legs from behind running them gently along my pussy. My body jerked in reaction. Jerome moved one finger to my hole and pushed the tip of it into me.
"You are a little wet but not wet enough yet" he said. With that he pulled his finger out and moved it up beginning to rub my clit. In no time at all he had me moaning softly. Jerome rubbed my clit in small circles only stopping to stick the tip of his finger back into me to get it wet. I had never been woken up for sex before like this but I was not complaining a bit as he touched me. This continued for about two minutes when he stuck his finger in me one last time.
"You are more than ready now" Jerome said as he pulled his hand away from my crotch. He also moved his entire body back away from mine at the same time telling me to turn around towards him. Turning my body to face him I could clearly make out Jerome in the dimly lit room. He was laying on John's side of the bed and was now on his back with his hands under the covers. I watched as he lifted his legs up then dropped them again as he pulled his arms out from underneath holding his shorts in his hands. I knew that he was completely naked and the major tent he was making under the sheet and light blanket proved that without a doubt. Jerome turned his head to face me.
"Now come here Marisa and get on top of me" he said in a commanding voice. "I want you to slide that nice white pussy down onto my big black cock!" I simply smiled as I crawled over and straddled him. Jerome pulled my night shirt up over my butt as I leaned forward over him supporting my torso with my hand on the bed beside of Jerome. With my other hand I reached down between the two of us and wrapped my fingers around his penis. Lining the tip up with my hole I let out a gasp as I began to push down onto it. The head spread me open wide as it sunk into my body. Jerome let out a grunt as it popped into me.
"Shit, still so fucking tight" he moaned. "Can't believe you've got such a tight pussy girl. Just as tight as before." I slowly slid down onto his big black penis. Stretching me out as it went deeper and deeper into my very willing body. Until finally he was completely inside of me as our pelvis' met. In the position we were in I felt like I was literally impaled on his massive black pole. It wasn't as uncomfortable as the first time. It was almost complete and total pleasure as he filled me beyond my wildest dreams could have imagined. Taking a moment to relax I placed my other hand on the bed and started to slowly slide up and down on his shaft. Jerome and I seemed to almost moan in unison as I glided up and down on him. I only did this for at most two minutes, if that.
