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Midtown Atlanta
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I was in a bar in midtown Atlanta close to all the hotels frequented by out of town businessmen
It wasn’t that busy. I had taken 3 of my friends for moral support. I had been talking to a man on swingers site who was in town on business and didn’t want to meet him alone. It was no big deal, but he said he’d buy me a drink, he kind of insisted. I was flattered. I was 39 at the time, I keep myself in shape. I look pretty good. But he was far too young for me.
He was young, but he was gorgeous. Young( 27), fit, muscular, good looking and BLACK
We flirted. Dropped hints. Dealt in innuendo. He bought me another drink. and leaned forward like he was going to whisper something. But then he turned. Moved, put his lips on mine.
I remember thinking I should really pull away. It wasn’t appropriate. But I didn’t want to. I was enjoying this. This guy was fit. I was going to lie at home tonight with my vibrator dreaming of him.
He put his tongue between my lips. His hand on my waist and we kissed. I opened my mouth wide, my head was back. My pussy was starting to get wet. We stopped for a breath. I’m pretty sure people were looking at us. He whispered in my ear. His lips brushing it as he spoke, sending a shiver down my spine. Asked if I wanted to come back to his hotel room, just around the corner.
I glanced over at my friends, They were all staring at me. I could just imagine them all talking, gossiping about what a slut I was being. At that moment I didn’t care. I tried to sound casual when I said yes. His arm was round me as we headed to the door. I gave my friends a wave. They were all staring now. More than one of them was literally open mouthed.
His hotel really was just around the corner
It was clearly a luxury suite. I turned to him we kissed again. I knew I couldn’t have a relationship with this guy. He was much too young. I decided that didn’t matter. I was here for one thing only. Cock. so I put my hand on his cock. He was already getting hard, and he throbbed harder the minute I touched him.
I looked up at him, he was grinning. And I told him that I was wondering what it tasted like. Truth is, I told him I wanted to fuck him and suck his black dick.
I wasn’t going to let this pass. He didn’t say much, but he sure didn’t try to stop me. I dropped his jeans. He sat down in his arm chair, I dropped to my knees. Told him to relax, we had all night. And sucked him.
His was certainly the biggest cock I had in awhile. And he was hard. Really hard. Better, he just let me play with it. Let me lick it, wank it, suck it, kiss it.
Only occasionally after I teased him a little too much did he take my head and use it like a sex toy. But I kind of liked that too. I was getting wetter and wetter. I stopped for a moment took off my top. He gave a low whistle…. he liked what he saw. I started sucking him again. His hands were on my shoulders. It was clear he wanted to get to my tits. I undid my bra. lifted my head. leaned in towards him, got his cock between my tits. Squeezed their softness around his big hard cock.
I asked him if he like it. He couldn’t answer, he was moaning bucking up between them. This was glorious having a fit young man like this lose it over me. Too good to be true. And lose it he did. I was just about to try and get into his bed when I felt a spasm between my tits. It was too late. I squeezed him a little harder and he shot three jets of thick cum up between my tits, coating my neck and chin.
He sat back, visibly embarrassed. I wiped some up with a finger. He apologized. Said I was just too good. That was nice of him. Asked if I wanted a shower, said, if we could shower together, then it would be my turn.
This sounded good. I didn’t want to go home stinking of pussy juice and cum like I did now. We headed to the bathroom. He turned on the shower and went to get some towels. I got in the shower and cleaned myself up. Then he stepped in. He looked even better naked. He kissed me again, slipped his hand between my legs and started to play with my pussy. I sucked on his shoulder and squirmed on his hand. I could have stayed like that for ever. But I suppose it had to stop.
We turned off the shower and went to bed. I waned to suck him again. I wanted him in my pussy. I wanted his cock. He was slow and deliberate. I was gagging for it, but he went and sucked on my tits. I was beginning to think he was deliberately teasing me., He kissed down past my stomach. He was going down me.
I put my hand on his head, lifted my knees and spread my thighs. Rubbed my cunt all over his face and his willing tongue.
I think he would have gone on for ever. But I wanted him inside me. I needed it. I pulled him up. I was desperate for some cock so I told him directly. I said I wanted him to fuck me now. He grinned as he got between my legs and slid himself in.
It was glorious. He felt a mile long, like it would never end as he slid his length into me. I wrapped my legs around him and held him tight, like I was scared he might go away. And he fucked me. Humping into me. I ran my hands over his body. This was already the best fucking I had ever had, and we had only just begun. He nibbled at my ear. Told me there was no rush. I could already feel the wetness running between my ass cheeks. I was upping the pace. I bit lightly at his shoulder. He started ramming into me harder and harder. I breathed in time with him fucking me, and we came.
I was exhausted, we fell to sleep together. Next morning I woke. It was early. I needed to get back. He wasn’t there. I heard him in the kitchen. I pulled on my skirt and top. Went to join him. There he was in just his boxers in the kitchen. I went to where the kettle was. He moved behind me. Hands on my hips. I wiggled back into him, teasingly. I heard him go mmmm and before I knew it my skirt was up. He was massaging my pussy.
It was clear what he wanted, I leaned forward onto my elbows. Parted my feet. He didn’t need a second invitation. He dropped his boxers and worked his cock into me. Pretty soon we were going at it doggy style in perfect rhythm. I could hear his skin slapping against mine with every thrust.
It was a quick, wanton fuck. He came in two minutes. I looked up at the clock. It was past time for me to be gone. A quick kiss on the cheek, I stepped into my shoes and left. As I went down in the elevator, I felt a last dribble of cum down my inner thigh.
It was then I remembered I’d left my panties behind.
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Posted on : Dec 3, 2015
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Commented on Jan 17, 2016
I always get stiff and excited, when you explicitly describe those swelling, pulsating black cocks shooting streams of hot, creamy sperm deep into your unfaithful, married fuck holes! (where it should always go, in my opinion!)
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Commented on Dec 3, 2015
that is wonderful x
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