Big, gorgeous black man and petite, white Donna

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The inevitable pregnancy happened during their first month together. Erin did not wish to interrupt her growing career; he supported her decision, and comforted her for the evening after the procedure, bringing her liquids and stroking her brow and body as she recovered.

To stave off a repeat, she took the Pill for the rest of that year; no other contraception would do. Diaphragms and sponges were not a good option, as his penis filled her vault all the way to the bottom; condoms were unappealing as they both enjoyed the direct feelings of skin on skin, organ on organ, as well as the free release of his seed, the incredible tossing of his sperm.

His extreme potency had created pregnancies with other Pill-taking women, however. Another method of contraception they began to enjoy was the opening of Erin's anus. The petite girl had plenty of ass on her; they liked the grip of his hands on her cheeks as he spread them open, and the grip of her dilated anus on his lubed cock as he moved inside her. Erin was actually able to take even more of his length with her ass than she was with her cunt. As he sunk inch by thick inch into Erin, they learned that wiggling her fingertips on her clit and digging the fingers of her other hand into her vagina would bring her off almost immediately, very powerfully, nearly continuously, in multiple positions.

They talked to each other as he worked himself deep in her ass, letting each other know the right pace and angle and depth, as she clamped tight, quivering and spasming on his cock as she came again and again, as she flushed with the thrill, triumph and final, intense orgasm that came as he moaned and had his time, his cock twitching as he filled her anus with his cum, forcing her head and face and mouth to his by pulling on her long hair as he finished

"I love what you do to me, for me. I love what we do for each other."

"You're amazing, beautiful, special. You really have bloomed. What a beautiful, sexy girl you are."

They kissed for a few minutes, from soft, brief pecks to long, deep explorations of each other's mouths, as his half-hard thickness stayed buried in her. Finally, she said, "More....more, OK?"

He brought her into the doggy position, gently gripping Erin's hips, his thick dick coming around to rock-hard again as he began to stroke.

 

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He and Erin liked going to an Italian restaurant in the neighborhood. Serena was one of the servers, a beautiful single woman in her early forties. During one of their visits, Serena slipped him her phone number at the table without Erin noticing. Erin did notice that their waitress was giving her lover the eye, though.

"What do you think of her?"

"She's pretty sweet. Body kind of like yours, a little taller. You're prettier, though."

"Are you going to take her?"

"I don't know." Theirs was an open relationship, but he was sensible enough to avoid hurting Erin needlessly.

"She's so OLD!"

"You'll be her age someday, but you'll be beautiful then, too."

"Oh, sweetie!", Erin said. The subject of their tableside discussion moved on.

Within the week, Serena was in the queue of lovers he took while Erin was away.

This waitress had been pursued by many men, including customers. She often talked about her adventures with Leah, her best friend at work. Serena and her older colleague often talked about their love lives and interests; with Leah in her fifteenth year of marriage, Serena tended to do much of the talking. Naturally, the two shared their deep attractions to the gorgeous, tall African-American who began to come in with the young actress.

The third time Serena and her incomparable lover were with each other, Erin was out of town. He stayed at Serena's condo; they fucked each other throughout the night and the next morning. She couldn't help herself; she needed to tell someone about this. Leah was at work when Serena arrived that night; she pulled her friend aside.

"Oh my God, you can't imagine how fucking great he is in bed!"

"Really." Leah felt a little apprehensive as she listened to her friend gush away.

"He's HUGE, but shit, he knows what to do with it. Really gentle, he takes his time, but he's got me wide open. And he goes all night. You should see his ass naked- it's even better than it is in those slacks he wears."

"Please, don't tell me these things. I'm married- I don't need to know too much!"

"It's OK....all right, I'll try to hold back. Jesus, though....I feel a little cock-drunk still. He's the best I've ever had, by far. Excited for me?"

Serena told her beautiful black man of her conversation with Leah the next time they were together. In addition to feeling cock-drunk, Serena was feeling a bit drunk with her power as well.

"Leah said, 'You've put these pictures in my mind now- please stop!' It was funny."

He thought of the older server's curly, jet-black hair, big shiny eyes, and tight body. He had been pleasantly surprised to discover how beautiful Serena's legs were; the uniform at work included black slacks. He speculated to himself what Leah's legs might be like as his lover talked on.

"She said it was cruel. She's looked at you too. Leah used to be a real player before she got married."

"She was, huh?"

"Yeah. She had a few lovers with big dicks. She said it could hurt sometimes, that she's kind of small, but that the guy who made her cum hardest was the biggest one."

"It works for lots of you."

"Not every man, though. I've had a couple who just push it in. 'Take your time!', I tried to tell them, but they just banged me around a bit and came too quick. No oral, either. Not like you- you're the best at everything."

"I like making you happy. I like changing you all."

"Happy? I'm ecstatic!" Serena reached up, cradled his head with her hand, and pulled his mouth to hers.

The next weekend Erin was away, he made himself avaliable to Serena on Saturday. She happily planned an afternoon at a street fair with Leah and her husband Dave. She wanted to show off her new love, to stand hers next to her friend's.

 

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The four browsed the booths, listened and danced to the blues bands. It was a warm day, so they all wore fashionable shirts and shorts. Sure enough, he was pleased by the look of Leah's legs- tiny feet, thin ankles, shapely calves, firm thighs. He wanted to dance with Leah, but wasn't sure what to let on, and she wasn't talking to him.

Leah could barely take being in the group with Serena's tremendous lover at first. She hewed to Dave, kissing and hugging him more often than had become their habit. The group each had two glasses of wine from the street fair booth. Leah excused herself to go to the bathroom, sneaking by the wine booth on the way, slamming down an extra glass. That did little to arrest the butterflies in her stomach.

The young black man looked better than anyone to Leah, his graceful, big muscles flowing out of his tank top, his incredibly prominent buttocks and full thighs apparent even through the loose shorts which hit the top of his knees. She tried to push her feelings away, but they came unbearably close to her as she watched Serena paw his body, watched him kiss her. She felt dizzy with desire, jealousy, hostility.

Leah pulled Dave to the dance floor as the next blues band started; Serena and her man danced next to them. Three songs in, Leah finally dared to direct her dancing toward this amazing man. He faced her, resting his eyes on her body as he writhed his own, as Serena and Dave paired off politely.

Leah could feel Serena's lover eye her as she rolled her hips to the rhythms. This and the wine emboldened Leah, and she danced more seductively than she had in years. She stole glances at his body at first, then moved to longer looks as the beat pounded on, drinking him in. She had been filled with desire for his whole body, but now she thought of Serena's reporting of his cock size as she felt herself become wetter. After a few moments of self-denial and a brief, nervous glance at her husband, Leah's eyes glanced at the place between the man's long legs.

As he moved his hips to the blues, Leah could see the swinging of a thick, long silhouette rising from his shorts, so long and thick...She turned her dancing away from him, slowing down for just a moment. Too much, this was too much...he was hard for her, so big and hard...was he?

She began to wiggle her ass, aware that she was wiggling it in front of him, waving red before the bull. She stole a glance over her shoulder. Leah felt him, saw him dancing closer now, towering over her 5' 3" height. She gave another look over to Dave and Serena. Dave was dancing mildly, looking at Serena and the bandstand; Serena saw Leah in a moment, grinned excitedly at her friend and said "Isn't this fun?" Serena was proud to show off her lover, proud to see that Leah looked excited and a little scared dancing with him.

With her concern about prying eyes alleviated, Leah brought her gaze high to his face- his eyes was looking right at hers! She looked down quickly, nervously. She thought of the scene, though. The flash of his eyes came across as calm and curious to her retrieved memory; he was dancing beautifully, willingly, with her; he was aroused by her, swinging his club of a cock. Maybe she belonged here.

She looked up at him again. His eyes maintained their calm, attractive fix on hers; she became able to stay with him. "You dance great!", he said with a smile.

"I'm 53," she blurted out. Why did she say that?

"I know," he said, reassuringly. He smiled, and brought his body another half-foot closer.

 

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He left the dance floor first, saying to her, "I'll be over by the candle shop." Leah moved her dancing into a trio with her husband and boyfriend, then she edged away. Her offer to bring glasses of wine back for them was declined; they continued to dance as she left. Feeling out of their eyesight, Leah looked around excitedly for the young man, then thought briefly that her desire couldn't be met by this public scene.

Sure enough, he was in front of the candle shop. "Let's look together," he said.

As they entered the room, he took her hand. What a sight we must be, Leah thought as they walked through the shop; his hand swallowed hers. As they got to a display rack at the back of the room, he gripped her hand firmly and walked through an open door into the storage room of the shop, pulling Leah with him; she was made reluctant with this surprise.

The tall black man pulled the drapes closed to the door of the storage room, and quickly took his tight shirt off. "Damn, you're pretty," he said. "Such a beautiful body."

"But I haven't shown you yet. And look at you!"

"I can tell, though, the way you danced. And, you will."

This is really happening, she thought. Can this happen now?

His chest was at the top of her head, his beautiful body, his rippling abs right before her. Leah touched him, caressed his torso with her hands, brought her mouth up to kiss it. Pecks on his front turned into bites and licks. Her nose filled delightfully with his natural musk, as well as with a familiar sour/sweet scent.

It came out of her without thinking. "You made love to Serena this morning, right?" For a moment, Leah regretted saying this.

"Twice," he told her. "I knew we were meeting today." He began to bring down his shorts. "I thought about you."

Leah's stomach jumped and knotted. She was tied to her sharply conflicting emotions. Thinking of her girlfriend being fucked by this man while he was thinking of another woman. Thinking of this man wanting to be with her so badly, this amazing man...

His penis sprung from his shorts, from his underwear, as they came down. He pulled these clothes over his sandles, which remained on as he stood in the storeroom. His uncovered body was even beyond the idealized pictures Serena had painted in her stories; Leah was weak in the knees.

Handsome face, thick lips, broad shoulders, flat stomach, beautiful ass and legs. Amazing cock, so youthful with its excited upward curve, so mature in its rough masculinity. She grabbed at it- he said "Yes!"- she felt it twitch in her hand. She pulled on him, felt the thick veins covering his long, wide shaft.

"Get it wet," he said hoarsely. "We'll need it."

How could this happen, though? She wanted them to fuck so well, so badly.

She felt beautiful.

She didn't know how he was going to get that thing inside her.

He had to, though.

 

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Leah couldn't fit his enormous cock head fully in her mouth. She took the tip at first, then sucked on halves of his enormous, prominent head, side to side. His shaft felt so great, so frightening in her hands. She pulled on it as she allowed her mouth to dump saliva on his tip; she moved her mouth off him for a moment and used her hands to begin covering his big dick with her spit.

"Bite it," he thought she heard him say.

"What?"

"BITE IT."

"Are you sure?"

"YES", he said, bringing one huge hand behind her head and shoving her mouth onto the tip of his prick. She gently knawed on the edges of his cock head; this seemed strange..."Harder!", he demanded.

She did so, felt his cock harden, felt his pre-cum flow. Curious, she dabbed her tongue onto this. More flowed out as she tasted the first. "Ohmigod you're wonderful," she said quietly, quickly. He tasted good; he was so excited by her, with her. "Get me wetter," she heard him again.

The dark man allowed this for a few seconds, then his hands grabbed Leah's shoulders, pulling her back and up from her leaning crouch. His big hands began to unbutton her blouse; she began at the other end, looking up at him. Their eyes were delighted, their smiles broad, as her blouse came off. Her bra covered her small, mature breasts; it was the next to go. She frantically pulled down her shorts and panties at once, her new lover fallng to his knees to help her. His mouth found one nipple, then the other; his hands grabbed at Leah's ass, quickly searching for her labia, her clit. He began to stroke away at these with his fingertips, then he quickly lifted her up off the floor, slinging her legs over his shoulders while securing himself on his knees.

"Oh hell...do me!" she gasped. Leah felt his massive tongue flick at her clit, open her lips, stroke her walls- GOD!! His hands held her securely atop his face this way. Her feet floated above the floor; he's going to bring me off quickly, he's going to make me cum right now, I can't keep quiet, they're right outside the room....He heard Leah whimpering in anticipation and brought her down, moaning and grunting softly himself.

Leah did not think herself a tiny woman, but she felt surrounded by his huge body as she rested briefly in his lap. She stayed there only for a moment, though; his hands lifted Leah up from this cradling of her, then surrounded her thin waist, raising her up. He angled his hips so that his tremendous cock was brought to pointing straight up, then he began to lower Leah onto his tip.

"Wait, WAIT!," Leah said, then she cringed, looking at her young man. "Yeah, I know, it's tough to be quiet," he said. "It's OK, we'll help each other." She smiled, briefly reassured. Now, though, his hands resumed their firm hold on her as he lowered her down.

Leah felt the head of his penis shove and spread into her labia; with the second pulldown, he also began to jab his cock into her, pushing his head hard onto the walls of her vagina. She had no control of this at all. "OOOOhhhhh," she cried out involuntarily. Cringing again with the noise, they froze for a moment.

"Not hurting you, am I?", he asked.

"Not yet, but you could. I'm small down there, and you're way bigger than anyone else, and so hard with your huge cock. Careful..."

"You're wet, though. I know what I'm doing- we'll have fun."

"Don't hurt me."

"I've got you." His strong hands lifted her up over him, then began his amazing work again.

I've got you...Leah thought of this wonderfully reassuring claim, this easy and complete taking of her, as he resumed their fucking. The sounds of the street fairgoers, of the candle shoppers, of the checkers and store employees whom they had walked right past to find this tenuously private place, occasionally drifted into Leah's ears. Otherwise, the sounds stayed where they belonged, far away from this beautiful moment. He had her- it was true, so true.

No one else existed- the sounds became unattached to people whose opinions and feelings she cared about. Serena and her dear husband Dave were obliterated; she would barely recognize them if they appeared at that moment, and certainly wouldn't be able to stop what was happening. This was hers, this was her amazing man's, this was theirs.

 

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Outside, though, the real world did exist. It was now five minutes since Leah and the man had left; Dave and Serena had seen them leave separately, but were beginning to notice their absence.

Inside the storage room, Leah's legs wrapped around his waist; her feet rested on his wonderful, flexing ass as he ran his head in and out of her. His skill and size, this extraordinary scene he had helped create, was making her wet through, was opening her up. His head slid through her lips and into her, along with an inch of shaft, then another. Enough time was taken so that she remained ready for his next thick inch. One huge hand cradled her tight ass as Leah allowed herself to fall on his beautiful width, wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing his mouth occasionally, looking at him intently. The lovers felt their organs link with each other; they began to moan in deeper joy.

When his fourth inch found her walls, she couldn't hold back any longer. He felt Leah ready to go and began to work short, quick strokes as she remained suspended on the top half of his cock, as she relaxed into the huge orgasm he was bringing to her, his gift.

"You've got me, you've got me...you've got...me...you've got ME," Leah said as he continued to unwrap her gift. As her voice became louder and the biggest orgasm of her life stretched on, he clamped one palm over her mouth, keeping it there as his other hand let Leah slip onto another inch of him, spreading her cunt open deeper and wider. Her curlicue-covered head rocked back as she screamed and moaned while his cock worked her open, making her shudder with her O.

As this first one ended, Leah was ready for another, but she began to feel his cock quiver and, more alarmingly, heard her man moan, quietly and urgently, "You're going...to make...me cum...".

"No..NO!", she said as she wriggled her body on him, trying to regain control of the link of their bodies. "Don't cum in me, DON'T!"

"I want to, you're so beautiful, you've got me so close...why?"

"You probably can't get me pregnant, but I heard you toss buckets. We don't have time to clean up, and I can't face them out there with you flowing out of me, I can't!"

It was difficult, but he slowed the rhythm of his excited dick. "You sure? I want to feel you. I'll help clean up...".

"No, baby, I can't look at them right after you do that. It'll be hard enough as it is."

He stopped the rolling of his hips, the top half of his dick remaining hard in her. "All right, Leah. I need to do this, though."

"Later, for sure later. You're just...too much now. We've got to get back. I've got to reassemble myself after that."

"Too much!" He laughed, and she joined him, giddy, excited, exalted.

Instead of allowing Leah to move off his dick, he moved from his knees to his feet, holding her up high above the floor. "Damn it, don't do that!", she said, as he jabbed his cock smoothly into her again.

A half-dozen strokes later, he stopped and lifted Leah off of him, cleanly and easily, lowering her gently onto her feet. She took a second to regain her equilibrium, then grabbed his shaft with both hands while kissing his head. "I'm going to take care of you, huge guy. You're going to have me again- that's for sure!"

The two newly minted lovers gathered their clothes and put them on quickly. Leah pulled back the curtain first, looked back to him and said "That was great!", then quickly moved through the shop. One of the workers saw this exit by a very attractive older woman, and went back to the room to find out what was up.

He almost ran into the towering black man as the guest ducked his head under the door frame in his exit.

"What were you doing in there?", he nervously asked the huge man.

"Just lighting the room up," he said as he breezed by. "Burned nice, but not all the way down to the wick."

 

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Their first time together under more comfortable conditions took place a week later. Dave was away with work responsibilities. Leah took her lover's directions and his request to come over after Erin left for the set. When he had his extra lovers at their house, he took them into the second bed, leaving the master bedroom with the soulful memories of the incredible screw he and Erin had inevitably enjoyed that morning.

It was all very heady. Leah was mounted by this new, beautiful, massive man while laying back, his body pressing her down as he rode her as high as he was able, her hands cradling his ass, holding onto the sides of his torso and his shoulders as her legs spread wide and her feet wrapped around the sides of his thighs and knees. As he ran his dick into her, Leah absorbed the incredible scene. She was a cuckolder but felt no shame, no desire to humiliate Dave with this extreme infidelity. Her husband was not to blame; this new man of hers was just far beyond denying.

They now had the time to bring each other off repeatedly. Their first orgasm that day was simultaneous, reached within minutes of his stroking, his pressing, his full taking of her. Now Leah could let her body take his spunk; now Leah could take him next by mounting her thick-dicked stud, guiding his head and shaft into her again while she told him how good he felt, how badly she wanted to bring him off again.

Now Leah could consider the full thrill of gaining the attentions of this man who had given his young, beautiful lover a delightful fuck that morning, and was now fucking her, an older, beautiful lover. Five wonderful rounds of intercourse later, Leah was convinced that he was equally excited by each of them as she became numb with joy, their intense excitement stretching out into the afternoon, her power feeling endless and manifest.

Serena continued to tell tales of her delightful lovemaking with her huge black man, but Leah could now hear these stories with a measured ear, realizing that she was fully capable of matching Serena's quality as a lover while not having to go on about it. This helped Leah feel truly special, and brought down the angst she felt from being unable to have this wonderful lovemaking forever.

 

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While maintaining his live-in relationship with Erin, his sweet loving found him in many extra encounters with L.A. women both famous and obscure, but all beautiful and made to fully bloom from his attentions.

Erin went out to an awards show with a date arranged for her by her production company. A stylist came to the house and put her in a bright red dress with an extremely short hem and tight fit, with another assistant putting loose curls into her long hair. Her relationship with her man had helped Erin become extremely confident in her sexuality; as her body grew into womanliness, she was now able to pull this look off extremely well. Erin wanted to gain publicity by turning heads on the red carpet as well. As the former bookworm-playing comic actress walked out the door with a kiss, he watched her wobble out on her high heels, and saw how red-hot she had become. She was playing for keeps, that was for sure.

After Erin left, he called Susan, the famous soap opera star in her sixth decade of life. She was in a room at the Chateau Marmont, and invited him over. The sinewy, petite Italian beauty was known for her decades-long marriage to a wealthy businessman, a marriage which was publicized as extremely happy. One of the things which kept the relationship happy was that it was an open marriage. Susan had taken full advantage of her great looks and flirtaciousness over the years, collecting many reliable, good lovers. This new affair was her most notorious yet, and gained her the best lover she would ever have.

He took Susan while standing in her room at the Marmont, throwing her 5' 2", 100-pound body around his pole, allowing her to ride him tirelessly. He held, groped, grabbed and caressed Susan with his strong arms and hands, then opened her up again with his dick. "I'm CUMMING on your COCK....Fuck Me...CUMMING on your COCK," the older beauty exclaimed over and over again as she wrapped her hands around his forearms, enjoying her Cadillac of lovers.

He would bring Susan off, her face rocked back in bliss or pressed against his chest as she came. Then he would lift her off his dick, holding her up so that they could kiss, her legs wrapping around his back or hanging down in exhaustion, polished feet suspended high above the floor as they made out. He lifted her higher yet, the high ceiling allowing him to suck on Susan's perky breasts, then he made her slit wet with his mouth again before bringing her back down on top of his tool, carving into her body.

Two hours of this extraordinary, entertaining loving, and Susan was ready to lay back on the bed with him, ready to explore his delighting cock with her mouth, lips and hands. Then she stroked lube over his length and pushed her ass onto his dick as he lay back, bracing her palms on his chest as they flexed together. She then ran a big vibrator in and out of her cunt as her ass took more of his cock; he grabbed her ankles as she straddled him, her feet pressed against the sheets. Susan's body shook with multiple orgasms, and she sucked and kissed his cock after he filled her ass with his cum.

Her body had maintained its great shape and she had maintained her stamina into middle age with the help of aerobic and yoga programs; Susan had even taken an instructor as one of her lovers. Now her body became tighter than ever with the strenuous exercises they put each other through. His older, wealthier lover kept him for the night, as Erin stayed out with her girlfriends after her awards show. Susan and her man kissed while they lay with each other.

"Wasn't that great?", she said brightly. "I liked fucking you again. That felt good for you, I could tell." Susan's hand kept a grip on his cock as she drifted off.

 

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WOW.............what a story (and a long one, too). I lost some sleep as this story continued to capture my attention. Solid boner the whole time!!! It's almost educational, too. Can't see a happy ending in sight though - someone is going to kill that Motherfucker for getting everyone pregnant!! In real life Family Services would have field day with him!! Hot Man and lots of Hot Women!

 

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He woke at 4 am, his famous, extraordinarily beautiful, much older lover holding him tight. His cock began to rise in response to Susan's grip on him, the pleasant scents of their sex, and the prilvledges their mutual looks, attraction and skills brought. He lifted her up to him as he rolled onto his side, starting with gentle kisses and soothing strokes to begin bringing her around. Within three minutes, she was well awake and aroused, her little tongue and thin lips probing his mouth, sighing and whispering: "Oh, that's so good...such a good man you are...so ready, ready for me...love...I love you...".

She began to kiss down his neck and onto his chest, her hands exploring lower, but he quickly changed their positions, sweeping Susan over onto her back and bringing his mouth down on her petite frame. He kissed and licked his way to her middle, then stroked and kissed her thighs, hips and groin for a few tantalizing minutes, sending her into a peaceful but excited reverie.

Finally, he began to kiss and nibble her pubic hair and the mound it covered, then turned on the vibrator he had rediscovered on the bed when he had moved down. He started it on low as he lightly buzzed her clit and labia, then the lower part of her vagina, before moving it inside Susan, inch by inch, as his mouth exposed the hard nub which was the base of her clit. One hand pushed down on her collarbone as the other moved the vibrator in and out;

"Damn, girl!", he said in between licks, as her body reached for her first orgasm in this go-round. "Girl, ha!", Susan said, quickly moving to uncontrollable giggles as she came down and began to feel the next one. "I feel like a girl, maybe I am!...You make me feel young...so young...oooohhhhhhh...oh...God, so GOOD!...". Her hands wrapped around the back of his head. "Got off on your mouth again!", she said after her hips stopped working for this best new thing.

Her hips were soon pressed underneath him, her legs made to spread wide as his big frame and huge dick moved over her. The vibrator was replaced by his cock, just as hard but much bigger. Susan's cunt was opened enough to take the tip of his cock in, then more. He pressed down firmly on her as his hips did their dextrous, nasty work; "fuck...fuck...fuck...fine woman on my dick...fuck...fuck...get it...get it...FUCK!...", he chanted, as his cock thumped away, working ever more deeply and rapidly. Five minutes later, his cock and body shook inside of her; as Susan came with him, she could see his chest over her face, his shoulders and head above her, in the bare moonlight.

Gratitude flowed out of her, along with his copious cum, as he finished. "You TOOK me, just took me! God, anytime, please take me. The best, by so far the best."

Deep sleep, then another lovemaking session by the dawn's light as their bodies reclaimed their needs, then deep sleep again. One last fucking happened in the shower as they washed each other's bodies that morning, their faces wide open and grinning; they were both a little late for their next encounters.

Susan wouldn't need another lover for a week.

 

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It continued to work for that year of living together, somehow. He and Erin slept together most nights and mornings, and made their way out into their day's adventures. Her youthful body held up to their frequent lovemaking very well; so did her libido. She would bring home stories of the attentions she recieved from the male actors and their friends on the set of the teen show she starred on. It was amusing to hear of these white boys' attempts to flirt with Erin, to ask her out. They had little idea that her tastes had changed, that off the set she was no longer the shy, endearingly awkward juvenile she had been, or that she sometimes still appeared to be.

Her new tastes gave Erin the interest to pursue other opportunities. She heard about a party hosted by some porn actors from the thriving L.A. scene; she went. Erin's flirtations were much more effective that those of the teens on her show, and she struck up conversation with a young black star who was known for his huge cock, even in comparison with others in the industry. The other women at the party talked cattily about Erin, occasionally interrupting the conversation between Fred and this new, innocent-looking thing, throwing their own blunt flirtations and promises out there. She held her ground, and finally left with the prize of the party.

She came back home at one in the morning under a dark, misty, starless sky. "I was with this Fred guy tonight," Erin told her man said as she took off her jewelry, high heels, and tight dress.

"From the industry? I've heard about him."

Her underwear came off and she crawled into bed with him; they kissed. "He's really good. Kind of plain with his personality, but after we screwed I could see why Bree and the others were so mad when I left with him. He knows how to work it; he's really tasty."

"Man, he must have been pleasantly surprised to find you there."

"Well, Fred said there are lots of young-looking women in his work. But, yeah, he seemed excited."

"Of course. You're fresher, prettier, happier."

"Oh, thanks! That looked true tonight..."

"How was the experience?"

"Nicole, my girlfriend from the set who knows people on the sets of the porn movies? She came with me, and she said that Fred is the biggest in the business these days, that he's really busy and popular. She introduced us. I liked scoring the best right away."

"Yeah, I'm not surprised. If I had seen you at a party before our first night, I would have wanted to do you. It would have been hard to stay out of trouble."

"I saw you on the set with Lynn after you had been with others, and I didn't think you'd ever see me."

"Oh yeah I did. Notice I didn't go to a cast party. I would have gotten in trouble with you. Little illegal you."

Erin smiled at the thought. "Wow, I had no idea. I do now, though." The thought continued to warm her heart and body as she began to kiss down her man's body, finally bringing her face down to his middle. Her mouth's explorations made his cock grow quickly to its full size. As she kissed his balls and the base of his penis and made her way upwards, her hands wrapped firmly onto his shaft, pulling on it. She was about to wrap her lips around the head of his prick; she hesitated, contemplative as her hands continued to stroke.

"You're an amazing man. So beautiful...so generous. I was just with a great guy, awesome lover. They told me he's the biggest in porn! Look..."; Erin did so as she rolled his cock in her hands. "Yours is bigger. Yours is better. And Fred had a great body, we made each other cum plenty."

"That's good. You've got power, you deserve to take happiness."

"Yeah, but I can tell really directly. I was just with him, and now I'm with you. You're...way better." She continued to stroke, but slowed it down. She looked at him, shining with gratitude. Her heart felt tender; her psyche felt stirred and disturbed.

He loved the rich humanity which showed on Erin's face. He wrapped his huge hands around her upper arms, pulling her up to him. They began with demure pecks, slowly moving to deep French kissing. Just this made her sopping wet, him ragingly hard. Erin's hands found his shaft again, pointing it up as she moved to mount him.

Her body looked great by the lamplight; pale, slight but growing more substantial, developing but already curvy. Her face was beautiful, engaging. Her ass was full but firm, expressive of her body in general. He gripped that wonderful ass as she began to press down on him.

"Oh, OOOOOhhhhhh," she sighed loudly as she drove his head into her slit. "So, so,....FUCK!" She stroked her hips up and down, her wetness helping getting her man in deeper. "You're bigger...better..."; oh God, what am I going to do?, she though to herself.

Less than a third of the way down his shaft, Erin's ability to fit more of him into her slowed, as her cunt pulled tight on his dick. "Fred opened me up...but not this open," she said as she continued to try to force him inside her deeper. For the first time this session, he began to thrust and roll his hips with hers.

"Where's Fred now?", he asked as his cock made Erin coo, made her wet, made her take the next inch.

"He came twice...oh, fuck that's good...I came lots more...I like my twat tight on you...does that feel good for you?...".

"Yeah, oh yeah...Why isn't he smart enough to be with you now?", he said, beginning to move more vigorously underneath her, his hands taking her growing breasts, pinching her nipples the way she liked.

"He's asleep...I knocked him out...".

"He's not hard and good for you right now...like this, huh?" He drove his next inch in with a single thrust, wrapping one long arm around the back of her hips and pulling down with it as he moved that thrust.

"OHHHHHwwwwww baby, no, no he isnt, so...so FUCKING GOOD for me...".

"You too...your body, your beauty...shit, you need to take my cum soon...I love you...I like giving myself to you...". She came quickly, ejaculating on him, taking in more of him, came quickly again...

Natural selection was at work in desire and biology, even in comparison to Fred. His prominent head dug out and displaced the porn star's cum, driving his much more copious sperm deeply into his lover as she finished him off.

 

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He had enough for Erin, and for the rest of the L.A. region.

It continued to happen like this for him. The famous and the unknown, the rich and the middle-class, the older and the younger, blondes, redheads, brunettes, black-haired, the petite, the hourglass, the short, the tall, the various races...all types fell into his life and onto his cock. Some would have their minds blown by their one, entirely singular experience with the towering man. Others would take his affections and attention, and gain an ongoing, periodic affair with him.

He noted Erin's happy comparison between him and Fred; it created an interest in scooping off the cream of the actresses in the porn world. His rich abilities and extra size chipped away at the cynicism, the withheld nature that many of these actresses displayed off the set.

Bree was the first of six he took during that year. Her jealousy over Erin's conquering of Fred added juice to their first encounter, as she had become aware that Erin lived with him. Bree was particularly happy to maintain "booty call" status with him, but longed for more. He was happy to repeatedly fuck this blonde, buxom woman-child. He made her cum with an abandon not seen by her fans; she couldn't have thought to act out orgasms as creatively as she experienced them with her amazing lover. Bree's requests for him to star with her in a professionally produced movie were easily dismissed. "I do my thing with you here, not there," he told her.

Often, the juxtapositions of his experiences were striking, even given his life experiences. One afternoon, he went from a late morning fuck with Bree to an early afternoon with Leah. The older, married waitress washed her lover's body in the master bathroom of her home, taking away the plentiful juices and scents of his encounter with the award-winning porn star before leaving her own juices, scents and orgasms with him, stretching her extremely excited but relatively small vagina over his massiveness, taking and being taken.

He did obey Leah's request to carry her scents with him to his next encounter, though. On other days, that next encounter had been with Serena, a rich complication; this day it was with Denise, the well-known aerobics instructor. Denise liked having anal sex with him; he took enough time with their foreplay and his lube that his cock's first entry that day was in her ass. Her tight body ("aerobics boxes", he called these women) and tighter anus made him cum within five minutes. He took Denise's ass and was in and out of her life within twenty minutes that day, her body still oozing out his overflowing cum even after her fiance' returned from work that evening.

The evening had him back at home, enjoying dinner and two lovemaking sessions with Erin. The next morning, she had an early morning shoot; he woke up without an alarm and found his way over to Sasha, a community college instructor whom he had met through a student he was fucking in one of her classes. The beautiful Asian teacher continued to have the best sex of her 35 years that morning, her enjoyment of this special time preventing her from finishing the preparation of her instructions that day.

It went on like this. It never got old. The women, the experiences, were snowflakes; none were alike, each was special. This is why he was on Earth.

 

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The federal court judge was nearing 72, but had stayed on the bench, overseeing prominent trials and helping run the assignment of cases. He had met his wife Gloria when she was nineteen and he thirty-three; they married two years later. They raised four children together, and she took jobs in public relations after the youngest left the nest.

She was a dynamic, graceful woman, extremely well put together in her haistyle, makeup, dress. Gloria recognized the power of her looks, particularly her long, curvy legs, and played them up in her choices in dress and shoes. She had had admirers while raising the children; the couple was popular on the social scene. Her excursions into the professional world provided her another level of freedom, though, and another level of comfort and confidence as she moved, gorgeously, into her fifties.

Gloria's new experiences were matched with another contemporary circumstance: the waning of her sex life with Alex. His body's retreat into reduced interest in lovemaking created a new challenge for them, as her desires were increasing. Part of this was due to her feelings of vitality; perhaps part of it was her wish to stave off the aging process she saw in him. An unavoidable part of it, though, was simple physical desire. For lack of a better word to describe it to herself, Gloria was horny. She was stirred and disturbed by her objectification of strange men, particularly much younger ones.

Over three decades of relationship and marriage eventually gave them the courage to deal with the situation honestly. Gloria told Alex of her interest in other men, and told stories which outlined their interest in her. They talked it out; he learned more about his wife than he had in years. Eventually, they decided that she could take lovers if he gave approval for each.

Alex's well-developed judgement and abilities to delegate and administrate came in handy here. He thought that allowing his wife to take more than one lover was a sensible way to deal with a challenging, important case. First, Gloria had asked for that level of freedom. Second, if he limited her to one lover, she might develop stonger feelings for that one man, and resent Alex for his restrictions to boot. He worried that a circumstance like that could create particular danger to their future.

It wasn't what either would have expected it would come to. In fact, couples they had known had engaged in affairs in the past, open or not, and the judge and his wife had been quite harsh in their judgements of those people at the time. Time changes many things, they decided, and the two moved into nervous acceptance.

Her first affair was with a divorced friend of Alex's, a slightly younger jurist who had obvously felt attraction for the wife of his colleague for years. Their first sex was at a nearby hotel; Alex purchased the room for the couple, and they avoided prying eyes by going upstairs in separate elevators. It was good for Gloria, surprisingly good. When Alex asked to hear broad details of the night, she supplied them, but no more than was neccessary. She liked the power she had taken with both her husband and their friend. She liked the fact that her lover had a slightly bigger penis than her husband, and that this fact seemed to have a place among the reasons that the sex was so good for her. She had no orgasms, but Gloria brought her lover off twice that night, and he told her how sexy and enjoyable she was. More power, more happiness.

 

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She gained Alex's approval to take two more lovers over the next year. The last was a trainer at her gym in his late thirties. His tanned good looks, his energy in bed, his terrific body, his thick, big penis, his staying power were all prized by Gloria. This man gave her the first orgasms from intercourse that she had enjoyed for over a decade. His great lovemaking also validated and deepened her lustful objectifications of other, even younger men.

In a porn movie she and her husband had watched just before she began her affairs, she saw the largest penis she had ever witnessed in her life. The remarkable cock was attached to the same Fred who had been taken by Erin. This had filled Gloria's head, seeing the stereotype of the potent, big-cocked, orgasm-giving black stud verified.

Now Gloria's filled head was turned as well, turned by a handsome, tall, young black men who worked as a stocker at the local grocer. Gloria could feel his attention on her when she visited, noticed his interest in seeing if she needed help, and in striking up other small talk with her as they saw each other more often. What did he want from her? She guessed there was about thirty years' difference in their ages, and similar distance in terms of class status.

She wasn't sure what to do or what would happen, but she was sure she wasn't planning on asking for permission from her husband for it.

 

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Among the services the upscale grocer offered was home delivery. Gloria had rarely used the service, but when Lamarcus told her that he had moved up in the ranks and was now among the delivery clerks, she terminated their conversation quickly that day. The news had sent a cold rush through Gloria, as her mind quickly fixated on the easy ability to get Lamarcus to come to her house. That same mind also linked the handsome young black man with the massive, potent cock of the porn actor. This all happened within seconds of Lamarcus' news, and was too much for her to process right in front of him.

It certainly wasn't as if her neighbors and friends had entertained interracial affairs; they weren't even spoken of. Part of the cold rush which went through Gloria was her immediate awareness that both her body and mind were open to an affair that was many more rungs up the ladder of scandalous behavior, a ladder she had already climbed much higher than she had thought herself capable. Her sexual excitement for Lamarcus and the sense that her ability to control her libido was leaving- the combination was frightening, thrilling, intoxicating.

She was still doubtful that her curiosity was worth the risk. Gloria went to another grocer the next week in shyness and to give herself more time to think. Her thoughts of Lamarcus, of his long torso and slim hips, of his tight ass and great smile with full lips, remained and even seemed to increase over the days. She went back to his store on a day he was likely to be on.

Gloria was made wet even as she entered, and talking with her tall black boy only increased the buzz in her head and between her legs. She asked about his delivery duties and schedule as benignly as she felt capable of doing. Gloria also found out his age; the twenty-five year old was younger than her youngest child. She felt foolish afterwards with her forwardness and how heedless of the marriage and social compact these desires were taking her, but when Gloria thought of the glint in Lamarcus' eye as they spoke, her equilibrium and confidence were returned to her.

She ordered him to come over one week later, when she knew Alex would be away. There was some guilt over her knowledge that she still did not feel capable of asking her husband for permission for this affair, but this guilt was swamped by desire and curiosity. Her tight dress, black hose and high heels were picked out days in advance.

Gloria brought Lamarcus into the kitchen so that he could lay down his load, then invited him with a nervous smile to have a quick tour of the home. As she showed him the master bedroom upstairs, the conversation lingered and stalled. Gloria knew what she wanted; was she misreading him? She looked him up and down, then brought her eyes back up to his face.

"Are you able to stay at all, or do you have to get back to the store?"

"Soon, I think." He looked nervous; his mouth appeared dry. "This is nice, though. Your house is beautiful. You're...together."

Gloria reached for the next rung. "I like you too, Lamarcus."

He looked down bashfully; his eyes lingered there before coming back up to meet hers briefly. "That's good. I....I think about you."

"Me too." Gloria reached her long fingers out to his; they slowly entwined and their palms met as their bodies came closer. They giggled softly with wonder and excitement, in common understanding that they were both ready to leap off this cliff together. He brought his mouth to hers first, and his huge lips made her dizzy with fear and excitement. When he became too aggressive with his tongue and grabbed her around the waist, she cupped his chin and said, "Wait, softer; not here." Gloria took his hand and led Lamarcus to the guest bedroom down the hall.

As she walked ahead of him, he said, "You're really sexy. Your legs....". She looked back at him; her smile burst from her. "I'm glad you like them."

That first day, Gloria was only able to have him briefly. His body was lanky but beautiful, and his penis was a wonderful revelation, growing quite a bit in her hands and mouth before he quickly moved on top of her. When his long, thick dick entered her, she just saw stars as he drove into her wetness. Lamarcus came inside Gloria within a minute, not long enough to bring her off, but it was still so very exciting and satisfying for her to feel her young man tossing inside her, to caress his back and kiss him as he finished.

Lamarcus had to return to work quickly that day; her first orgasm with him would happen the next week. Gloria came that same day, though, playing with herself as she lay back on their bed, legs up, thinking about the fact that she had gotten him to take her and he was now back at work, thinking about his skin, his body, his cock, the biggest cock she had ever had, fucking her....

Gloria continued this affair for the next few weeks. She had learned something over the years about administrating relations herself.

 

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Cassie was a younger colleague of Gloria's at work, a particularly attractive one with olive skin. Recently divorced, she had returned to her earlier interest in playing basketball. Cassie's skills, height and solid build gave her the ability to compete reasonably well in 5-on-5 games with men at the local gym.

The amazing man joined the gym, looking to work out at a club different from the one where Erin had her membership. Again, he wished to reasonably consider Erin's feelings; while their relationship remained an open one, he knew what happened when he and the hottest women at gyms encountered each other, and he felt no wish to put his young lover through those scenes constantly.

He hit the basketball court at the gym and, quickly enough, he and Cassie hit on each other as well. The struggles the striking, toothy brunette had gone through as a result of her split with her husband were left behind for some time. She was tall, and had never felt so physically overwhelmed and sexually satisfied before, not even close.

He left Cassie with no illusions about his potency and interests in other women. Her thrill over her elevated status and his pleasuring body, skills and cock allowed her to accept this quickly. Gloria and Cassie liked to gossip about men, and after Cassie missed the next day of work after a long afternoon of hard screwing with her colossal man, the younger woman just had to share news of her prize with Gloria; after all, Cassie was the only person with whom Gloria had shared her flirtation and affair with Lamarcus.

Gloria gained a day's guest pass at Cassie's gym. Based on her friend's description of her lover, Gloria recognized him immediately- how could she not? Just as tall as Cassie, but thinner and older, the man towered over everyone in both height and beauty. She also had been given detailed descriptions of his cock, skills and staying power. While she was pleased with her young lover, it sounded to Gloria as if Cassie's man was quite a bit more than Lamarcus in all ways. As she chatted him up, Gloria was pleased to see that Cassie had not exaggerated the extraordinary nature of his body. She could see that this man was meant to take the passions of a thousand women, even before seeing his extraordinary penis.

Now it was Gloria who missed the next day's work after an afternoon of love with him. They first fucked for a few brief, passionate moments in the women's shower; he had Gloria climb his standing body and brought her off within a minute, then lowered her feet to the tiled floor. They met again in the parking lot. Gloria was already in full abandonment, blowing him in her car while stroking her clit and cumming again.

He held off his first blast until they were in the comfort of his guest bed. By that time, she was in the throes of a sixth straight minute of contiuous orgasms; as she felt his massive prick toss inside her, felt the force of his cum hitting her vault, her long cumming hit a new peak as he finished his remaking of the judge's wife.

 

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A few weeks later, Alex arrived at their hillside home just after noon. The trial he was officiating was canceled that day due to the illness of a jurist. Gloria had told Alex that she had philanthropic work that afternoon, so he did not expect to see her as he arrived home. He checked the irrigation system for the extensive landscaping in front of the home, and then came in through the main door. The housekeeper's car was missing from its usual place in the driveway; Alex was made curious by this, and planned to call her as he entered.

He heard Gloria's indistinct voice coming from the back of their large home; Alex shuffled toward it as he found the housekeeper's number on his cel phone, dialing it as he moved. As the phone began its ring tones, he heard Gloria laughing, laughing with a pure, open joy; then he briefly heard a deep, resonant voice. The ringing phone made it impossible to hear what the man said. Alex's mind began to prepare for who Gloria was entertaining, with his expectation that he would have to join in; the voice was too deep for him to associate it with one of their friends.

He heard them again as the phone continued to ring. Their voices came from the lounge area with its high ceiling near the swimming pool, one floor down. Alex moved toward the balcony which oversaw the lounge area. As he heard the housekeeper's voice mail message pick up, he heard the faint sound of Gloria saying softly, "Oh, that feels good." The voice message neared its end as he approached the balcony. Alex heard the resonant man say "Yeah, me too, keep on", then Gloria said "Ohhhhhh...your mouth!" The beep of the message went off as Alex made to the balcony rail and looked down.

 

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A black man with extremely wide shoulders was reclined on a lounge chair. A stranger to Alex, he sat up and had his mouth on one of Gloria's breasts. She looked down at him; the younger man pulled on her nipple with his lips, then Gloria rocked her head back and sighed as his mouth opened and took in much of her small, firm tit. Alex clicked his cel phone call off, then he noticed how extremely tall the man next to Gloria was as his lower body stretched out on the seat. Gloria's husband moved silently across the balcony, seeking a better view of this shocking scene than he had from the back.

His profile view began to reveal the man's trim midsection and hips, then it showed Gloria's right palm wrapped around the shaft of his incredibly long penis as his mouth continued its caressing of her breasts. She continued to pull on his cock tightly as she pressed her front against his face, looping her other palm around the back of his head as she smiled broadly from his attentions.

Alex's mouth could not open to speak as he watched Gloria fully enraptured with this huge black, as he watched the extraordinary man's cock standing straight up, as he heard his wife say pridefully, "Oh, lover, you're getting longer, thicker, harder in my hand. You like me handling your thing, huh?...You're beautiful for me." This last claim from his wife touched Alex and stung him. As Gloria kissed the Negro on the mouth, then pushed him gently back onto the lounge and began to straddle him, Alex's memory struck at him with scenes from a court case he had covered over a decade ago. Those burning details were shoved aside for the moment, though, as a new smoldering scene was taking place right in front of him.

 

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After a half-minute of seeing his wife trying to force herself onto the massive prick of her huge, young black man, Alex heard Gloria giggle, a sound he hadn't heard from her in many years. "I forgot, we need to get you ready the first time each day."

"You've got me flowing already; I thought my pre-cum might give you enough."

"No, not with that head. After we get going the second or third time, yes. You'll open me up for you, you always do."

"You're wet, though?"

"Oh, flowing, lover." She moved off of him and toward the foot of the lounge chair as he reached down to the other side of the chair, coming up with a bottle of lubrication. "Thanks," Gloria said as she took the bottle.

"I'm ready too. Cover me and take me." His eyes linked with hers for a lingering moment; their grins were wide for each other, then she chuckled as she moved down to his groin. "You're so fun! Amazing man."

Gloria's expression became serious, aggressive as she began to kiss and suck on his cock. Alex was blown away by how long and thick this man's prick was; he wouldn't have though it possible for his wife to take it inside of her body. It didn't appear to be a human penis, Alex thought; certainly, his penis only distantly resembled this one.

Gloria was stirred by running her open mouth along the sides of the shaft of this cock. She loved the feeling of its vein-striated hardness; it already felt ribbed for her pleasure. A good thing, too: she wanted no part of a ribbed condom covering this gorgeous penis. She knew she'd be feeling it tossing soon, tossing his desire and his potent seed inside her. When she looked up at him while rolling her mouth over him, she saw her man fully reclined, head back and eyes closed, moaning softly, finally looking up and saying, "Bite on my head, then lube me up. I need to fuck you."

She first nibbled and licked on his frenulum. This caused him to laugh softly, then to wrap one huge palm around the back of Gloria's head as she moved up to knaw on his cock head as he had demanded. As usual, his demands of "Harder...harder!" thrilled Gloria, knowing she was being instructed on how to please him most, and feeling that she was enjoying sex from a man whose penis was indestructable, a man who had no bottom to his desire for her. She felt his shaft harden further still and his head become even more swollen as she dragged her teeth over him.

Bringing her mouth off him, she grabbed the bottle and quickly filled her palms with lube, then ran her hands over his tremendous length. Briefly, she pointed his prick toward his stomach as she stroked him so that she could kiss and lick his balls; he groaned and bellowed "Yes!". Coming back up, she finished her lube-aided stroking of her lover's penis, catching his eyes with hers as she finished this work with a fast flourish. What did she see in their matched gazes? She saw love, delightful love, exciting and dangerous and thrilling love.

"On your back," he said as began to rise. She acquiesced, knowing that he could hurt her at the start when he controlled his massive penis' taking of her body, but having confidence borne from experience that she could guide him to be gentle enough if his cock stretched out her durable cunt too quickly. She had also lubed him up very well; she knew this as deeply as she knew that her vagina was sopping wet from their wonderful foreplay.

But the foreplay was not quite over, Gloria discovered, as he grabbed her ankles, raised them up, and used his huge gift of a mouth to delight her, moving all around the labia and moving up quickly to her clit. Her young man didn't appear to be patient enough to take his time; she knew how he was when he wanted to hammer his cock inside her. But here he surprised her by staying down on her, on her with his big lips and thick, long, skilled tongue. Soon she felt his determination that he would bring her off first this way. She liked the control she was able to take in their lovemaking, but she also liked the way her man, barely half her age, displayed his confidence and experience by knowing what to do when he took control.

Alex watched in amazement as the kneeling man, rock-hard, glistening prick standing out straight from his body except for a slight but noticeable curve upwards, brought his wife off with his mouth. Gloria's first orgasm was cataclysmic; she shouted out "OH..OH..OH, lover, don't STOP!.....yes..oh my GOD...", as she pushed hard with both hands on the back of his head.

She was still panting, whimpering from this orgasm when her man moved up quicky on top of her. At first he pressed his heavy body on top of her; Alex saw his tall wife disappear underneath her young black man's towering, wide frame. He could only hear her cries and see her legs and hands go tense around his sides to know that Gloria was begiining to be taken by the man's cock.

 

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Gloria couldn't believe how great her next orgasm felt, a long, hard cumming brought on by his overwhelming size in body and cock, brought on by her body's ability to respond to his snaky hip thrusts in a way that communicated with his and brought out her maximum pleasure most quickly, by his experience with this older woman and his knowledge that the second half of his cock would begin opening her soon but was not needed now, by the filthy thoughts she held as her hands gripped his hard, prominent ass as it moved so wonderfully...she shouted out first "NO!" as her cumming began quicker than she expected, because she feared he might run his huge cock through her too quickly as he held her firmly to the lounge chair, her shouts coming from underneath his beautiful chest as it pressed against her, his arms above her and his hands driving her shoulders down. Then she shouted "Yes, YES oh baby!...Yes, FUCK me baby!" as she gained confidence that he would remain shallow enough so that her orgasm would be the only thing to take her body apart.

Next, he raised up his torso while keeping their organs attached. The lovers looked at each other for a few moments; all three in the room saw Gloria's deep sex blush across her decolletage and face, heard her breathe deeply and say "Oh, WOW, you fuck me so good!!". He laughed, said "You fuck me good too. I love your body and what you do," and began to work his cock again while looking at her from above.

He grabbed her ankles again, moved his huge hands up he calves, said "Sweet fucking legs you have on you...take my cock...". After a short while, his wonderful thrusts began to move Gloria deeply again. She watched his gorgeous V-frame upper body as he took her, looked down at his thin waist with beautifully detailed abdominal muscles flexing as his prick burrowed into her...she looked him in the eye and said "Yes...yes" and brought her fingers onto her clitoris. "Let's do this," she said.

He brought his hands down to take the sides of her waist and worked his cock deeper, faster as she wiggled away at her clit. This orgasm built slowly but intensely; "Get it...get it...get it, Gloria," he said. They held each other's gaze as her orgasm took her over, began to make her tremble. As she shouted out with this next cumming, her body spasmed a few times, her toes pointed as he held her legs open by her ankles, but she managed to continue working her clit, raising the intense feelings even higher; he remained looking directly at her throughout.