"Red or white?" Tre asked as he looked at the stash inside the minibar.
"Is there a chardonnay?" Carole asked trying not to sound pretentious. She was a bit of a wine snob and while she usually preferred reds she felt a refreshing chilled white was more apropos for their beach side location.
Tre nodded and poured the wine into one of the two wine glasses provided above the bar. He then mixed himself a rum and coke before moving to join her on the couch. It looked out onto the 7th floor balcony and during the day the white sand and the blue water of the Gulf of Mexico stretched as far as the eye could see.
Carole was in the Florida panhandle for a week to train the local staff of their regional office. She had kept a low profile for her first three nights, eating dinner at the outside tiki bar and going to bed early but it was her last night in town and she was flying home the following afternoon.
"Thank you," Carole said pleasantly as she took the glass from his ebony hand. He was a dark skinned black man with a faint Caribbean accent. She felt a mild spark when his hand brushed against hers and she discretely bit her bottom lip to calm her nerves. She couldn't remember the last time she had been alone with a man other than her husband Jeremy. He wasn't the jealous type but she knew he wouldn't approve of her situation, even if her intentions were mostly pure. "Now what were you saying before they so rudely kicked us out of the tiki bar?" Carole laughed to hide her axiety.
"Oh yeah," Tre said with a wry grin. They had talked about a multitude of thingsanxiety. hotel bar. She was a sports fan and he had regaled her with stories of playing college football fifteen years earlier, and she had told him about her marriage, her grown children and her job as an insurance fraud investigator.
Tre took a long sip of his drink and looked into her pretty eyes. She was twelve years his senior but very pretty with long auburn hair and an adorable smile. She had a thick curvy body with big, heavy breasts, wide hips and a fat, juicy ass. He loved heavyset white women and she had caught his eye the day before when she was eating dinner alone at the bar.
Carole felt her heart jump in her chest and a shiver ran down her spine. His sexy smile made her knees weak and his warm bedroom eyes looked at her so intensely that she couldn't look away.
"I like you Carole," Tre said in a deep, sexy voice as he continued to hold her gaze. He inched closer on the sofa and his leg touched hers. The contact was electric and her breath caught in her chest. She felt her oft needy sex grow moist and she squeaked like a field mouse as she chewed on her bottom lip.
"Why?" Carole asked in her usual self deprecating manner. "I'm old and fat." She grinned sheepishly and Tre shook his head.
"No, you are pretty and sexy and fun," He countered as he reached for her knee. His hand was warm and his touch was surprisingly welcome.
"I, I'm married," Carole stammered weakly. She knew she should leave but her usually rational mind had taken a back seat to something raw and primal. His fingers lightly caressed the smooth flesh of her inner knee and she suddenly felt vulnerable and exposed. She was still in the dress she had worn into her regional office and its hem had ridden way up exposing her creamy white thigh.
"I know," Tre replied coolly, "but tonight is your last night in town and I think we are both ready for an experience."
He leaned in and their lips met in a warm, gentle kiss. Her pulse quickened and her mind reeled. She had told him earlier that she had been married for more than twenty years and she had never kissed or dated a black man. Her mouth opened and his tongue slipped past her lips. It grazed her teeth and his hand crept slowly up her inner thigh making her shudder wantonly. She felt a surge of moisture flood her sex and she moaned softly into his warm mouth. Her body was humming and she wrapped her arms around his torso clutching at his strong back.
Their passion built quickly and Carole groaned as Tre leaned her back and pressed his strong body against her. She could feel the bulge of his manhood against her doughy belly. She had only had sex with three men in her life and all had been about the same size but Tre felt bigger and she felt an intense flutter in her gut. She knew of the stereotypes of black men but she had always assumed it was bullshit and she had never been especially concerned with the size of a guys dick. But Tre being big added to her excitement and her hips began to undulate.
Tre pulled his soft lips away from her and flashed her a sexy smile. He grabbed the hem of her dress and rolled off of her.
Carole lifted her fat, dimpled ass off the couch and he deftly removed her dress leaving her in a pair of purple satin panties and a matching bra. She felt wildly self conscious and her arms instinctively crossed in front of her to hide her protruding belly as Tre pulled off his shirt, exposing his perfectly chiseled chest and taut abs.
"God you are gorgeous," Carole gasped. She had never seen a more perfect body and she coaxed him back on top of her.
He kissed her hard and unfastened her bra, freeing her heavy D cup breasts. They had been perky B cups when she was young and skinny but twenty years of sedentary living had backed more than 50 pounds on her short 5'2" frame.
Her fingers raked down his back and she pressed her lips into him as their tongues entwined. Goosebumps covered her exposed body and she cupped his firm ass cheeks and ground her sex against the bulge in his shorts.
Tre kissed her neck and jolts of electricity pulsed through her body. She could feel even more moisture soak her pussy and a shiver ran down her spine. She was on fire and when he started sucking and nibbling on her breasts Carole moaned loudly. She watched him trail butterfly kisses down her body and her stomach tensed as he drew closer to her ravenous sex. Carole had always liked getting oral sex more than anything and he moved her panties to the side. His fingers slid inside and he began to rub her g spot as the rough surface of his tongue toyed with her hard clit.
Carole inhaled sharply and her legs began to quiver. Her chest heaved and she breathed deep as an intense climax began to build. He was hitting her spots just right and before Carole knew it she cried out as waves of pleasure washed over her.
Tre lifted his lips from her hypersensitive clit but continued to caress the inside of her sex, stoking the fire in her loins.
"My turn," Carole grinned. She had never really enjoyed giving her husband head. The taste and feel of a dick in her mouth was not, in her opinion, pleasurable but she was surprisingly eager to suck on Tre's cock.
Tre sat on the couch and Carole knelt between his muscular thighs. Her hands trembled with excitement as she unsnapped and unzipped his shorts. He lifted his ass off the sofa and she pulled down his shorts and boxers. His cock, hard and ready, sprung free and she gasped when she saw it. It was enormous and uncircumcised but utterly beautiful with a dark chocolate hue and a pink tip that glistened with precum. It smelled different than the other men she'd had sex with and her nostrils flared. Her mouth began to water and she leaned down, dragging her tongue up its length. Her hands gripped the shaft but her fingers could not span the entire circumference of it. His hot flesh tasted salty yet sweet and she pulled back his foreskin to expose the entirety of his pink glans.
Carole looked into Tre's pretty eyes and took the head of his cock into her mouth. Her lips stretched over it and she took the first few inches into her mouth as she looked at him with lust filled eyes. She caressed his big balls and her cheeks bowed inward as she sucked precum from it like a milkshake through a straw.
Her head bobbed and she stroked his shaft. She struggled to take more than a third of his prodigious cock into her mouth. It was to thick for her throat and she wondered what it would feel like in her tight pussy.
His cock glimmered from saliva when she let it slip from her lips. She wanted him inside her but she was afraid he wouldn't fit. He was so much longer and thicker than her husband but she had to try. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity.
"I want you to fuck me," Carole hissed wantonly. It was an uncharacteristically bold request and her cheeks flushed crimson as the words left her mouth.
Tre stood up and helped Carole to her feet. Her knees felt rubbery and weak as he led her to the bed. He pushed her panties down her thick thighs and she laid down with her legs spread wide. He knelt between her legs and grabbed his cock at the base. He looked to be almost twice the size of the other men she had been with and her body tensed with nervous trepidation.
"Relax," Tre said calmly. "I'll go slow."
"Thank you," she replied meekly as he rubbed the tip of his cock against her engorged labia. She knew she was as wet as she'd ever been but she hoped she was wet enough. He pushed the tip inside her and Carole squeaked softly. She could feel the elastic of her pussy stretch to its limit and her jaw clenched. She had never truly liked pain and his cock hurt a little but it was bearable and he fed another few inches into her needy sex.
Tre reached the halfway mark and then backed out until just the tip was inside her. He could tell she was scared but he knew she wanted more. He eased 2/3 of his big black cock into her and then withdrew slowly. He repeated that several times before she coaxed him deeper. He touched bottom and her pretty face contorted. She was not the first married white woman he had fucked while traveling on business. He had found an untapped niche and he was almost always successful getting them into bed. He knew from experience that once they knew it would fit they wanted it hard, fast and deep.
Carole grabbed at Tre's hips and he began to thrust hard and fast. His pelvis slammed against her smooth, waxed pussy and her urgent pleas filled the room.
"Harder," she panted loudly. "Fuck me harder." She wiggled her hips and gazed up at him with unabashed desire and unbridled lust. She felt her climax building quickly with each powerful thrust and she moaned like a bitch in heat as it reached its zenith.
Tre fucked her hard until her orgasm ebbed and then he rolled her onto her belly. His muscular body was wet with sweat and the smell of sex and humanity filled the room. He entered her from behind and propped his torso up with his outstretched arms. The bed rocked and slapped rhythmically against the wall as he drove his big dick deep inside her. Another orgasm washed over her and she screamed into a pillow as it segued into a third and then a fourth intense climax. She couldn't believe his stamina but her pussy was getting sore and while she loved the way he fucked she wanted him to cum.
Tre pulled out and rolled onto his back. He pointed his cock towards the sky and Carole straddled his waist. She impaled herself on his fuck stick and began to ride him like a horse. She started at a slow trot but built to a fast gallop. She looked into his eyes and played with her flailing tits.
"Cum for me Tre," she pleaded. "Cum for me baby." Her fat body slammed onto him and she felt his cock pound against her cervix. His breathing began to labor and he smiled. His eyes rolled back and he grunted loudly as he erupted inside of her womb. She felt his cum splash deep inside her and she sat down on him, tensing the muscles in her pussy and milking the cum from his balls until she collapsed on top of him.
Carole kissed Tre hard and laid on top of him with his spend cock inside her soiled cunt. She felt more satisfied than ever but at the same time she wanted more. His cock slipped from her well fucked hole and they climbed under the covers together. She cuddled beside him and he turned off the light, plunging them into darkness and they drifted off to sleep.
Carole's dreams were vivid and wild but she didn't remember them when she awoke shortly after 3am. She had been asleep for a few hours and she was, at first, disoriented but she quickly remembered where she was and whom she was with. Her hand moved over his hard, muscular body as she spooned up behind him and she moaned softly when she felt his cock firm and ready. Tre began to stir and rolled onto his back, giving her easier access to his cock. She squeezed it hard and pushed back the covers. Her lips found him quickly and she licked his entire cock and balls, tasting the dried remains of their combined juices on his flesh. The taste made her randy and she wanted him bad.
"I want you to fuck me outside on the balcony," she hissed excitedly as she climbed naked from the bed and scampered to the sliding glass door.
Tre was right behind her and she grabbed the railing overlooking the empty pool, deserted tiki bar and, past those, the white sandy beach. He rubbed his rock hard cock against her engorged labia and then entered her from behind. The warm night air caressed Carole's naked breasts and her body rocked as he fucked her hard, deep and fast. His balls slapped her hard clit and she started to quiver and quake.
Carole panted loudly and she came hard on his cock. He thrust harder and faster and he sped past the point of no return. He buried his cock into her creamy depths and exploded violently against her cervix, pumping his potent seed into her fertile uterus.
They kissed and stumbled back into the dark room. Tre shut the door and they cuddled again under the covers until they drifted back to sleep.
Sunlight streamed into the room through the open blinds and Carole awoke with a start. Her arm was draped over Tre's waist and she quickly reached for his cock. Their first time had been passionate and long. Their second time had been raw, hard and fast. She squeezed his erection and purred softly. In a few hours they would go their separate ways. She would return to her married life and Tre would find new conquests as he traveled the country providing internet security consulting services to national clients. She needed him once more before she left and she needed something specific.
"Will you make love to me?" She asked in a low, sexy tone. She felt very close to him. They had a bond that she felt transcended sex. He had opened her eyes to what great sex was and she needed to connect with him once more. She felt emotional and they kissed long, slow, deep and wet.
Carole felt her pussy grow moist and they kissed languid. He rolled on top of her and his big flesh missile entered her as if it had eyes of it's own. His hips moved slowly and sensuously as they kissed like lovers. They moved together as one, joined at the waist and at the mouth. Her hands caressed his warm, smooth and almost hairless flesh and she savored the unbeatable feeling of his beautiful cock inside of her.
Tre rolled onto his back and she kissed him hard. He rolled back on top of her and continued to thrust long and slow. There was no urgency. They were savoring the moment and more than an hour later he filled her womb anew while they looked into each others eyes.
When they finished they exchanged numbers and Carole begrudgingly went back to her room to shower, change and pack. Tre offered to drive her to the airport but she knew if he did she would want him again and again.
The 737 spread its wings and soared into the sky and Carole closed her eyes and pictured his face. He was black and he was beautiful and she wondered how she could go back to mediocre and often passionless sex with her husband after a night of unbridled passion and mind blowing sex. Life was too short for mediocre sex, she decided as her plane descended into her hometown airport.
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