As we continued to joke around about it, out of nowhere, Margaret dared me to go ask him if it was true what they said about African American men. I almost spit out my lunch, as I started laughing. I looked at her and she was serious, saying that she would love to know if it was true, but she didn't have it in her to go ask him. We went back and forth on the subject, before I asked her if she was serious. She said she was, and I shook my head, telling her I would do it just for her. I really hoped he wouldn't get angry. With that, I got up and walked over to the table where he was sitting while thinking what the heck I was doing. He looked up and smiled and I asked if he would mind some company. He nodded and told me to have a seat. I did and we began to chat.
We had a friendly conversation, and he noticed me look over at Margaret a couple of times. He knew something was up and asked me what was so funny. Thankfully, he had a great sense of humor so I wasn't too nervous asking him a question. I looked at him and said that my friend and I were wondering if it was true, what they said about black men. He immediately started laughing, while shaking his head, and I joined him in laughing. I was glad that he found the question funny, and didn't get angry.
When he finally stopped laughing, he responded, asking if I was serious. I nodded and he smirked while shaking his head, before telling me that as much as he would love to talk about it, he really wasn't comfortable doing it on school property, because he valued his job and didn't want to get any kind of trouble. I told him that I understood, and he suggested meeting him in the parking lot after work, if I was really serious. Without thinking, I said okay, and we finished up our conversation, before eventually heading back to our class to do our jobs. The rest of the day went by pretty quickly, and when it was time to head home, Margaret asked me if I was going to go meet him in the parking lot. I said sure, why not, after all, he was going to give me an answer to the question and that was it, so it wasn't a big deal to me. She started laughing and we headed our separate ways as I headed out to the parking lot.
I looked around and saw Cornelius, standing by his truck and he waved me over. I walked over to him and he told me that he couldn't believe I was really meeting him there. I smiled and shrugged my shoulders, before he told me to get my car and follow him to a nearby park. I guess he was serious when he said he wanted to get off school grounds. With that, I headed to my car and began to follow him. I thought this was all kind of crazy, especially since I had only asked him a question, but I guess if he wasn't comfortable answering the question at work, then we would go nearby. To me it was a little much, but whatever.
We pulled into the park, and there was nobody there. We parked our vehicles, and after doing so, he waved me over to his truck. I went, and got into the passenger seat, while he sat in the driver seat. I noticed his seat was pushed back a bit from the steering wheel, but didn't really think anything of it. After hopping into his truck, we began to chat and the subject soon came up. He asked me if I was serious, and I told him that all the girls were curious. He laughed and said that it was very humbling to hear that. As we talked about it, he finally answered, saying that he was above average size, but wasn't one to brag about it. I smirked and told him that it was cool. He then asked me if I had ever seen one, that was above average and I told him that I hadn't. My husband's cock was only about 6 inches or so, so I had never seen anything bigger than that. As I answered, he smiled and asked if I wanted to see it, which caught me a bit off guard. I was surprised by his offer, but for some reason didn't say no. Instead, I looked at him, smiled and said sure. I didn't think he was really going to whip it out, but was further shocked, when he began undoing his pants.
He unzipped them and slid them down around his ankles, and followed that up, by sliding his boxers off. When he did, his cock sprang free, and I was surprised with what I saw. He was semi-hard, and was already about 8 inches long. My eyes lit up, as he grabbed it, and held it straight up for me. I had never seen a cock that big in my life, and it had me mesmerized. As he held it, he smiled and asked me if I wanted to touch it. Without even thinking, I reached over and wrapped my hand around it. It must've been about an inch and a half thick, and continued to get harder.
After wrapping my hand around it, I instinctively found myself beginning to stroke it. I don't know what had gotten into me, but I was mesmerized at the moment. Here I was in the passenger seat with my coworker Cornelius, and I have his black cock in my hand, after a dare from Margaret. He certainly didn't care, as he laid his seat back, and enjoyed what I was doing.
As I slowly stroked it, I found myself repositioning on the seat so that I was on all fours. I don't know what had gotten into me, but I was simply losing my mind, as I stroked his cock. I looked around, and without any hesitation, lowered my lips to the tip. I licked it, before trying to take it into my mouth. He was pretty thick so it filled my mouth completely. I lowered myself and was able to take a couple of inches into my mouth as I wrapped my lips around it. Slowly, I began to bob up and down, and sucked as much of his cock as I could take. He certainly seemed to be enjoying it, as I did my best to blow him.
While I bobbed up and down, he reached over and ran his hand up and down my back, before slowly working towards my ass, where he reached and squeezed it through my tights. I had a full, curvy ass and I could tell he was enjoying squeezing it. He did that for a bit, before running his hand back up my back, and then underneath to rub my tits through my shirt. I didn't mind, and allowed him to do it as I continued to suck his cock.
We went at it like this for a bit, and at one point I had to use my hands as well as he certainly lasted a while. After blowing him for almost 20 min., He finally tensed up and warned me that he was going to cum. I continue to bob up and down while also stroking his cock at the same time, and he finally erupted deep into my mouth. I continued doing my thing as he shot wave after wave of his hot seed down my throat. I did my best to swallow as much as I could, but he certainly came more than I was used to. I continued working his cock, until he had shot off the last of his load, and then licked it clean.
Once I was done, I sat up on the seat, as Cornelius redressed himself. While doing so, he looked over at me and smiled, while asking what I thought about it. I told him it was very impressive, and much bigger than anything I have ever seen. As we finished up, he suggested grabbing a drink sometime, which I agreed to. We made plans for the following week, before saying our goodbyes, heading our separate ways. Of course, the next day, I told Margaret, that he had flashed me, and that was it. No way was I telling her, that I had sucked his cock.
The following week went by pretty quickly, and I was conflicted the entire week. I saw Cornelius at work, and we interacted as we always had. Of course, we had our little secret that nobody knew about, and I wasn't sure how I should be preceding going forward. I had agreed to go out for drinks with him, but knew that I could be playing with fire. Out of nowhere, I had sucked his cock, and was pretty sure that he wanted more. Of course, I had to constantly remind myself that I was a married woman, although lately even that was questionable. Things at home had become very stale, and I had no idea, which way my marriage was going anymore. My husband was constantly working, or in his man cave drinking. Sometimes I wondered if having a little fun on the side would be something that I needed to take my mind off things.
The following Friday arrived, and I chatted with Cornelius at work, telling him looked forward to grabbing a drink. It had been a long week, work wise, and so I figured we could all use a drink. We finalized our plans and I told him that I would see him later. I headed home after work, to tend to a few things, before jumping in the shower. I was still a bit conflicted, but also felt a huge sense of excitement. Like I said, I had found Cornelius to be very attractive since he started working at our school and had always wondered what it would be like to be with a black man, and after blowing him I found myself wanting to do it again. I know it was crazy, but I guess I was missing stuff at home, and he had turned me on. It was a feeling I hadn't experienced in quite a while. I finished showering and went to my room to get dressed. I grabbed a pair of tights, and for whatever reason, decided not to wear any panties. Years ago, when he gave me attention, my husband used to love seeing me wearing tights with no panties. He used to say it showed my curves. Along with the tights, I threw on a nice top and finished getting ready. I then headed downstairs to let my husband know that I was headed out with coworkers and didn't know what time I would be home. Of course, he was half in the can already so I don't even know if he realized what I was saying. I knew we would be drunk and passed out when I got home later. My Uber arrived a short time later, and I was on my way to the bar where I was meeting Cornelius. When I arrived, he was already waiting for me and had grabbed us a table. He greeted me and we sat down and ordered drinks as well as a bite to eat. We spent the next hour or so, chatting, drinking and enjoying each other's company. He was a very nice guy, and very sweet as well. He complimented me often, and made me feel great with his words. I was truly enjoying myself and began to relax. Of course, the drinks we were having certainly helped to set the mood.
Once we were done eating, he paid the tab and we took a stroll around the city, checking out a few shops and whatnot. I was enjoying myself and it was the first time in a very long time that I had felt this way. After walking around and doing a little shopping, to which he treated me, he invited me back to his place for a nightcap. Without hesitation, or really thinking it through, I accepted and we were soon in an uber, on the way back to his house. I wasn't sure what to expect, but my excitement began to grow. We arrived a short time later, and after giving me a tour of the place, we settled on the living room couch. He put the TV on and went to fix us a couple of drinks, while I sat back on the couch and relaxed.
He soon returned with the drinks, and we picked up where we left off in the bar, chatting and hanging out. He continued complimenting me and also flirted. I found myself flirting back, which was something I hadn't done in years. We went back and forth like this for a bit, before he placed his drink down, told me how beautiful I was, and then began kissing me. I sat there frozen, not totally sure as to what I should do, while he continued kissing me. Slowly, I began to put myself a bit more at ease, and was soon kissing him back. He was a great kisser and I certainly enjoyed all the passion he was showing me.
As we kissed each other, his hands began to roam around my body. He took his time, softly squeezing my ass through my tights, before working his hands up to my tits. He eventually broke the kiss, before standing up and holding his hand out to me. I reached out and he took me by the hand, leading me to his bedroom. I had a feeling of where this was headed, and knew it would more than likely be more than a blow job this time. I was nervous and excited at the same time, and even though I shouldn't be doing this, I wanted it.
Once we were in his room, we continued kissing each other and it wasn't long before he began to undress me. He loved that I wasn't wearing panties, and that added to his excitement. Once I was nude, he led me over to the bed and laid me down, before climbing on. He quickly lowered his face to my pussy, and began to kiss and lick it, driving me wild in the process. I hadn't had my pussy eaten in years, and this felt amazing. He took his time, working my clit with his tongue. I gripped the sides of the bed, and began to buck my hips as I felt an orgasm building. It wasn't long before he sent me over the edge, and I began to cum. I let out a loud moan, pushed my pussy up into his face even harder, as he continued to work his tongue. Waves of ecstasy rushed through my body as I came as hard as I ever had. It was such a pleasurable feeling.
Once I came down off my high, Cornelius sat up on the bed and began to undress himself and I knew what was next. I bit my lip and just watched as he pulled out his monster of a cock. Not even in any of my craziest fantasies, or dreams would I ever envision something like that inside of my pussy.
After undressing himself, he positioned himself between my legs as I laid back and waited. He grabbed his hard cock and began to rub the tip against my opening as I tried to relax. Slowly, he began to penetrate me, pushing the tip into my pussy. It was a bit tough to take it at first, and Cornelius took his time as he pushed into me, little by little. His cock stretched my pussy and I let out a loud moan, in both pain and pleasure. His cock was stretching me open, and was a bit painful, but I didn't care, I wanted it inside of me.
He pushed about 6 or 7 inches into me, and just let it sit as my pussy stretched around it. After a little while, he began to slowly thrust, sliding his cock in and out of me. I moaned and shrieked at the same time, as it felt both painful and pleasurable. I didn't care, I wanted his big black cock to fuck the hell out of me, and he began doing so.
He took his time at first, slowly fucking me as I adjusted to the size of his cock. Little by little, he began to pick up his pace, and began to fuck me harder and harder, while sliding his cock deeper and deeper into me. I never thought he would be able to bury his entire cock inside of me, but what an amazing feeling it was. As he fucked me, I became louder and louder, and this turned him on even more. He fucked me long and hard, and began to give it to me pretty good. I had never been fucked like that in my life. He was giving my pussy one hell of a pounding, and I was enjoying every moment of it.
As he fucked the hell out of me, I had another orgasm. I came hard all over his cock and it seemed like he was never going to cum. He had some amazing stamina, and was able to fuck me for quite a while. My husband was usually a quick 30 second thing and he was done. Cornelius fucked me for a while, and gave my pussy a workout that it had never received. I moaned louder and louder, begging him to fuck me and he loved it.
After fucking me for what seemed like forever, he finally yelled out that he was going to cum. I moaned back at him, for him not to stop, and that intensified his fucking even more. He pounded me harder and harder, before finally exploding deep inside of me, flooding my pussy with his hot seed. He continued to thrust, until he had shot off the last of his load inside of me.
Once he was done, he pulled his cock out of me, and I immediately felt his cum seeping out of my pussy. We both laid in the bed, trying to catch our breaths, before he leaned over and kissed me, while cuddling me up. We ended up lying like this for a bit, until he got up to grab us a couple more drinks.
After enjoying our drinks, he got me on all fours and proceeded to fuck me again. I couldn't believe he was able to go again so quickly. He gripped me by the hips and pounded my pussy just as hard as he had earlier, and I loved every second of it. He even pulled my hair and slapped my ass while fucking me, which was something that I hadn't done with my husband. I loved it, and begged for him to slap me harder, which he did with pleasure. That time, he lasted twice as long as he did the first time we fucked, before finally filling my pussy once again, until we both collapsed onto the bed in a sweaty heap.
We eventually cleaned up and I was on my way home, after being fucked as long and hard as I had ever experienced. Not even when I was in college, did the college guys fuck me like that. I headed home with an extremely sore pussy, but I couldn't wait to get together with Cornelius again. The only question now was, should I tell Margaret?
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