A soft knock on the heavy wooden door startled her and she breathed deep to calm her nerves.
"Coming," she said sweetly as she took one last glance in the mirror. She looked good and she hoped Richard agreed. He had never seen her before but they had chatted and shared some of their most interesting thoughts and secrets. He was honest, open and mature and he liked women with curves.
"Okay," he said through the door and her heart skipped a beat. Her cheeks were red and flushed.
Jennifer couldn't believe how much she felt for this man whom she had never met in person. They had connected from the start and she had fallen hard. Ironically they had met in a chat room for white women and black men but Richard was white. She had been looking to explore her interracial fantasies and she met an open minded white guy who fantasized about sharing his wife with a black man. His wife wasn't interested in his wild fantasies but Jennifer was.
Her hand trembled as she smoothed her sexy black dress and then reached for door handle. She opened the door and sighed. He was every bit at attractive as his photographs. He was tall with salt and pepper brown hair. He had big blue eyes, a sexy smile and a fit, athletic body.
"Oh my God," Jennifer grinned like a love struck schoolgirl. Her arms parted and he stepped into her as she looked into his eyes. She had waited weeks for their planned rendezvous in Las Vegas and in the days leading up to it she was fearful he might cancel. She was there for a conference but had flown in two days early to enjoy the city.
They were both married but some of their needs were not being met at home. They had sought comfort and understanding through their conversations and he understood her like no one else ever had.
"You are beautiful," he said in a low, sexy tone as his hands fell to her full hips.
Jennifer was a full figured woman with a big, juicy ass and heavy, natural breasts. Her pretty brown eyes glimmered as their lips met in a soft, gentle kiss and he brushed her brown hair from her pretty face. Her pulse quickened and their tongues touched inside the warm enclave of their sealed lips. Her mind raced and she kissed him harder.
His strong hands moved to her soft ass and he pulled her tight. She could feel his cock, heavy and somewhat swollen against her belly and she cooed softly as she stepped back and let the door close behind him. He smelled good and tasted fantastic. Her hands moved over his strong back and they stumbled back towards the bed.
Jennifer sat down and gazed up at him. Her eyes twinkled mischievously and she grabbed at his zipper. She had dressed in a sexy dress and he was in slacks and a button down shirt but it was clear their efforts to look good would not be seen outside of her room.
Jennifer freed his cock and took him into her eager mouth. They had shared many fantasies over the previous month and she moaned wantonly as the salty flavor of his cock danced on her eager tongue. She fondled his balls and her head bobbed slowly on his pulsating manhood.
Richard gazed down at her with a wide eyed grin. He brushed her hair away from her face and moaned when she took him down her throat. He had a good sized cock and her head bobbed for several minutes as she made love to it, savoring its essence. Saliva spilled from the corners of her mouth and tears filled her eyes when she held him deep.
"Stop, I don't want to cum too quickly," Richard said with a warm smile. He helped her to her feet and kissed her deeply, tasting himself on her lips. Their tongues entwined and they writhed together. His hands roamed over her curvy body and he lifted the hem of her dress, baring her smooth, shapely legs and soft, round ass. He lifted her dress to her waist and his smile widened when he saw her sexy black panties.
Jennifer had purposely worn the bra and panties she had showed him soon after they started talking and she was thrilled that he noticed. He continued lifting her dress and she put her hands over her head letting him take it off. She felt somewhat self conscious being nearly naked in front of him and she instinctively put her arms in front of her to hide her tummy.
"Stop that, you are beautiful," Richard said as he pushed her hands away from her stomach so he could see her lovely body. He wrapped his strong arms around her making her swoon as the began to kiss anew.
Richard unfastened her bra and then pushed her panties down her thick, sexy legs. She felt vulnerable and exposed. Goosebumps covered her naked flesh and a shiver ran down her spine.
He guided her onto the bed and quickly stripped down to his black boxer briefs. His hard cock tented his underwear as he settled between her spread legs.
Jennifer sighed and ran her hands through his short hair. She was crazy about him and her chest swelled with adoration as his lips paused just inches from her needy sex. She had cum dozens of times imagining them being together and she tensed in anticipation of him touching her needy naked body.
Richard spread her labia with his fingers and looked into her shiny wet pussy. He breathed deep, drawing her intoxicating aroma into his lungs. His hard cock throbbed beneath him as he dragged his tongue up the length of her delicious pussy, tasting her sweet nectar. He eased two fingers inside her tight hole, quickly finding her g spot, and he lapped steadily on her hard clit. Her legs began to quiver and her breathing labored. She couldn't believe how fast she had gotten there but she was about to cum, and cum hard.
Jennifer cried out as she came. She clutched at Richard's head, mashing it against her dripping sex. Her hips undulated and she twisted and writhed in blissful ecstasy until the intense waves of pleasure ebbed.
He looked up at her with hungry eyes and a ravenous smile. His handsome face glistened with a healthy coating of her juices and she coaxed him to her soft lips. They kissed deeply and she sighed as she tasted herself on his mouth. His cock brushed against the mouth of her sex and he sank effortlessly into her warm depths.
"You're so wet," he mused with a devilish grin.
Their bodies joined and moved together as one. He thrust deep and she bucked to meet him. She gazed up at him and raked her manicured nails down his back. His pace quickened and she breathed deep and heavy.
"Oh God, don't stop honey," Jennifer moaned as another climax lapped at her twisting body. Her pretty eyes rolled back and she groaned at the sweet release.
Jennifer rolled Richard onto his back and straddled his waist. She impaled herself on his hard, delicious cock. Her tits bounced as she rode him at a quick trot. He grabbed for her hips and thrust upwards. He grew bigger and harder and his breathing labored.
"Cum for me my darling. Fill me up," she panted. She sat down hard, forcing the head of his cock against her cervix. She felt him erupt. His hot cum splashed into her womb as he groaned like a wounded animal.
Jennifer collapsed on to of him. Her breasts pressed against his chest and she kissed him lovingly. She cooed contently as his spent dick shrunk and slipped from her well fucked hole.
"That was amazing," Jennifer purred. "Was it good for you too?"
"It was perfect. You are perfect," he replied quickly.
She grinned like a love sick fool and rolled off his hard, muscular body. They snuggled for almost an hour, talking and caressing each other as they recovered from the ferocity of their respective orgasms.
"What should we do now?" Jennifer mused. The both had messy hair and they smelled like sex.
"We could shower, get dressed, you in that sexy black dress again, and then go out. We're in Vegas, it never sleeps here. We can go to the swingers club I read about. I guarantee we can find a black man to help with that other fantasy you have." He flashed her a wry smile and she purred softly. They had often explored her desire to have sex with a well hung black man and Richard supported it fully.
Jennifer grinned. "Really?!"
"Sure, let's get dinner first," Richard smiled as he kissed her tenderly.
After eating dinner at Craftsteak inside the MGM Casino, Jennifer and Richard climbed into an Uber to take them to the swingers club. They had often talked about having group sex and they were both filled with anxious energy on the ride down the strip. Jennifer held his hand and kept looking into his big blue eyes. She felt incredibly comfortable with him. It was as if she had known him all his life despite the fact that they had started talking less than six months before.
"I can't believe we are doing this," she giggled like a nervous young woman. Her mind was racing and her pussy was soaking wet. They climbed from the vehicle and walked to the green door. The club was named after a famous porn movie, behind the green door, and Richard had found out about it on line. Neither of them had ever been to a swingers club and they were both excited to see what it was like.
Once inside they headed for the bar. Jennifer got a fruity mixed cocktail and Richard ordered a double bourbon, neat. His cock was swollen and the energy in the room felt electrically charged.
They found an empty high top table and scanned the room as the soaked in the atmosphere. On one side was a half filled dance floor. A DJ revved up the crowd and dance music thumped from his speakers. The other side had several couches and comfortable chairs. The crowd was a strange mix with every age and demographic represented. Jennifer noticed a few big black men milling about and her bottom lip curled into her pretty mouth, forming a sexy pout. She felt like a kid in a candy store.
Her eyes stopped and she bit down when she saw him walking towards the bar. He was tall and dark skinned like he had just emerged from the jungle in Africa. His broad shoulders and strong yet sinewy arms glistened and her eyes darted furtively at his crotch. They widened when she saw the outline of his cock in his black pants and she squeaked like a mouse.
The man looked at her and nodded. He had the cocksure confidence of a man who knew what he had to offer and he looked at Jennifer like she was a gazelle on the Serengeti and he was a lion ready to pounce. An enormous pit formed in her belly and a deluge of moisture flooded her suddenly ravenous sex. It was an inherently primal response to a powerful creature and her knees felt rubbery and weak.
He held her gaze as he walked past and continued towards the bar. Jennifer's eyes moved down to his hard, round ass once he moved past her and an involuntary moan slipped from her lips.
"Oh my God," she murmured under her breath. She cared deeply for Richard. They shared a bond that transcended normalcy and they had made love just a few hours earlier. She didn't want to hurt him but her draw, her physiological response to the African was undeniable.
"Wow," Richard said calmly as he flashed Jennifer a disarming smile and with that look she knew everything was right. His hand brushed against hers and then he held it beneath the table. He gave it a gentle squeeze and looked into her beautiful eyes.
"Let's do this my darling," he said confidently and she knew everything would be okay. He was the right man. He was the only man who truly understood her. Her heart fluttered and her face beamed. Her adoration for Richard was juxtaposed with her carnal lust for the African and her body began to hum.
The African walked towards her with a drink in his hand. Their eyes met and Jennifer shuddered. A sexy smile danced on her pretty face and she gazed into his black onyx eyes.
"Hello," he said in a deep baritone. "My name is King." He spoke with a thick accent and she giggled like a smitten schoolgirl.
King moved a chair to Jennifer's side and sat so close to her that she could feel the heat from his body. Her mind was racing and her breath caught in her chest.
"You are here for an experience, yes?"
"Yes," she replied timidly. His hand moved to her bare knee and her eyes widened.
"Shall we go?" His fingers brazenly crept up her thigh, moving the hem of her black dress with it and she squeaked. His bold touch was electric and she needed him badly.
Jennifer looked at Richard and he smiled knowingly. She looked at King and nodded. She couldn't believe what was happening. She had long fantasized about having anonymous sex with a strong dominant black man but she had never expected it to happen. Then she met Richard and her whole life changed.
Jennifer and Richard followed King down a hallway in the back of the club to the semi private rooms. Jennifer felt in a daze as she watched Kings ass while he walked. He had an athletic build and his ass was perfect, like that of a wide receiver in the NFL.
"Are you sure you are okay with this?" she asked Richard and he grinned like a Cheshire cat.
"Yes my sweets, lets make a memory." The tone of his voice quelled her anxiety and her smile widened.
"Okay, because I'm not sure what will happen in there. I might go crazy."
Richard squeezed her hand and they followed King into the room. The energy in the room was palpable as Richard released her hand and Jennifer walked over to King with a wide, eager grin plastered on her pretty face. She slipped her arms around his trim waist and they kissed. King smelled very different than any other man she had ever been with and his kiss tasted differently too. Both had a profound effect on Jennifer. It was raw and primal. Her juices flowed and her lust controlled her.
She reached down and grabbed hold of his cock through his pants. It felt huge, far bigger than any she had touched, and she moaned into his searing hot mouth. Her eyes rolled back and she fumbled with his pants. They dropped to the ground and his cock sprung free, unhindered by underwear. It was long, thick and black as night. She needed it and the world around her disappeared as she dropped, still clothed, to the floor before him to worship his big black cock.
King lifted his shirt over his head baring his sinewy yet well defined torso to her hungry eyes. She needed to taste him. She needed him inside of her. She felt like a slave to him and she loved it. Her desire overwhelmed her.
Jennifer inhaled sharply drawing his powerful musk into her lungs. She licked her lips, wetting them as she gazed up the landscape of his shiny black body and looked into his dark glimmering eyes. Her hands, both of them, grabbed the base of his shaft and she watched his expression as she pulled back his unclipped foreskin and took the head into her mouth. He tasted amazing and a fresh surge of moisture flooded her pussy. Her hands moved over his veiny shaft and she cooed wantonly as she forced him into her throat until she started to gag.
Her juices had soaked her panties and the unmistakable aroma of her arousal wafted over her. She could feel Richard's eyes on her, watching her devour King's beautiful cock and surrender to it's power. She had never seen nor touched one as big or beautiful. It slipped from her lips and she licked the length of his shaft, savoring every nuance. Her mouth opened and she took his big, sperm filled balls into her mouth. She was eager and anxious to drain them. Her face nuzzled against him, rubbing his scent on her skin like a content kitten brushing against its human.
Her jaw tired but her lust did not wane. She rose to her feet as she stroked him.
"Fuck me King," Jennifer said in a voice raspy with lust. "Fuck me and breed me while my husband watches." Richard was not her husband but they shared a bond much stronger than a legal contract and in her mind he was her husband and her true love.
King smiled, flashing his bright white teeth. He pulled off her dress and she quickly removed her bra and panties. She laid back on the bed with her legs spread wide and looked into his eyes.
His hard cock jutted lewdly from his chiseled physique. It glistened with saliva and precum and he moved between her legs. A shiver ran down her spine as she realized what was about to happen. For several years she had pleasured herself at the thought of being fucked by an African god. She had cum countless times imaging that very moment. She had Richard and she would soon have King. She was truly blessed.
He slapped 10 inches of ebony flesh against her rock hard clit and her body twitched. He rubbed the tip against her engorged labia and she moaned loudly. He entered her and her body shook. She groaned as he stretched her beyond what she had known. There was no going back. He sank balls deep and Jennifer grunted. His cock pressed hard against her cervix and she locked her legs around him, holding him deep.
"He owns me Darling," Jennifer groaned. Her voice trembled and she squeezed her big soft breasts as she gazed up at her African God. She savored the sensation of his big black cock. She was filled completely and it was everything she had dreamed it would be.
His dark hands mauled her soft, pale breasts. His hips began to thrust and she began to whimper. Her eyes closed and she came hard. Her juices soaked his flesh and dampened the sheet below.
Jennifer looked up at him as her climax ebbed. She had never cum so quickly nor so hard and she knew he had just begun. His pace quickened and she grabbed at his hips. Her body bucked against him and a second climax washed over her. She tugged at the bed and her body tensed from head to foot. Her toes curled and her back arched.
"Oh God, oh God, yes, yes," she chanted loudly.
King rolled her onto her side and lifted her shapely leg, spreading her wide open. His cock went even deeper and she cried out in blissful agony. The paid and pleasure morphed into one euphoric sensation and Jennifer moaned loudly.
Her flopped her onto her belly and laid on top of her with her legs together and his cock in her ravenous pussy. He rammed it deep and the bed rocked. Her loud cries spilled into the hall and the door opened. Another black man entered and nodded at King, who invited him onto the bed. The man stripped and climbed to the head of the bed. He sat in front of Jennifer with his cock at her mouth. He was big but smaller than King and she swallowed him whole as King fucked her hard.
Jennifer sucked and stroked the stranger's cock until he shot ribbons of cum down her throat. She felt slutty and she loved it. She loved that she could be true to herself and Richard understood completely.
King continued to fuck her hard and fast. His cock pummeled her pussy like a jackhammer and she lost track of how many times she had cum. His breathing labored and he sank deep. His enormous load filled her womb and leaked from the near airtight seal between them. Then he pulled his slimy wet cock from her depths and she groaned like a bitch in heat.
She sucked him clean and collapsed, exhausted but sated, on the bed. Sweat covered her body and cum oozed from her depths as King gathered his clothes.
Richard laid down beside her and stroked her sweaty flesh. He kissed her tenderly, tasting the strangers cum on her lips. He smiled and caressed her tenderly, lovingly.
"How do you feel?" He asked softly as he looked into her pretty brown eyes.
"Different," Jennifer grinned. "Alive, happy, loved, satisfied, ravenous and needy. Make love to me."
Richard stripped off his clothes and sank into her sloppy cum filled pussy. He looked into her eyes and professed his undying love and adoration for her as their bodies moved together in perfect harmony. He came inside her, reclaiming her as his wife but they both knew it would not be the last time she sought the strong dominance of a black lover.
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