Shanice

Dierk Seydler was nothing special to look at and almost blended into the scenery. His slightly curly white-blonde hair barely covered his freckled balding crown. His mom described his eyes as the color of a scum filled pond. He barely stood five feet eight inches. When he was in middle school his father put lifts on all his shoes to make it seem like Dierk had a growth spurt. It didn't work. Even his wife didn't care for him. Although she married him, he knew he was not her first choice. As soon as she got pregnant with the twins, she started sleeping in the bedroom next to the nursery. She turned him down when he asked her out on special dates, he had planned to revive their intimacy. Dierk Seydler was nothing and no one special. Yet he found himself between a pair of thick dusky thighs sucking, licking and tongue fucking the sweetest pussy he had ever had in his life.

Dierk watched the couples gliding across the wooden floor from his seat at the bar. It was Friday night at the local dance hall and Mindy, his wife, was probably at home watching the new episode of her favorite murder mystery show. Dierk let out a deep sigh as he thought to himself, "Alone again." He threw his head back and drained his beer. His head spun for a few seconds, so he waited for clarity to come before he ambled to the exit. Once outside he decided to take a leak before getting on the road. He had parked his truck near a tree when he had come to the dance hall hours earlier. He meandered to his vehicle, and then stood in the darkness and the limbs of the tree to relieve himself.

His eyes shot open, and his bladder closed up when he heard the snap of a twig! He squinted into the darkness hoping it was just a small four-legged creature and not a two-legged male creature that wanted to see how much of a man Dierk was. After a few seconds he didn't hear anything, so he relaxed and continued emptying his bladder. When he was done, he tucked his cock back into his jeans then zipped them up. When he turned around to head towards his car, he grabbed at his chest. Holy shit!

"What da fuck?" Dierk asked the female standing less than two feet in front of him. He looked her over as he tried to catch his breath. She was a tad shorter than him, wearing large cat-eyeglasses and a dark outfit covered her shape.

Her smile was so bright he thought the sun had come out. Her voice was as soft as refined cotton and sweet as Kentucky bourbon. He was mesmerized when he heard her say, "I'm sorry, Mr. Seydler. I saw you were leaving, and I just wanted to know if you would give me a ride home?"

Dierk squinted at the female standing in front of him. She had him at an advantage because he did not know her. "I don't mean to be rude, but who are you?"

She softly laughed as she responded, "I'm sorry. It's me. Shanice McCoombs, your sons' science teacher."

Recognition dawned on him, and he motioned for her to follow him to his truck. He opened the passenger door for her and was able to get a better look at her. Her flowery perfume wrapped around him, and his eyes strayed to her breasts and then her ass as she hopped into the truck. As he walked around to his side of the truck, he searched his mind for a full memory of the science teacher.

He settled in the driver's seat and started the truck up. He turned to the teacher, "So Ms. or Mrs. McCoombs, how did you get here?"

"It's Ms. And I came here with some of the teachers from work, but they want to close the dance hall. I'm a little tired and ready to go." She reached across the console and squeezed his forearm. "Thank you for being a kind person and giving me a ride home."

He swallowed the lump in his throat. He hadn't been with a good-looking woman in a long time. Ms. McCoombs reminded him of women in the pornos he liked to watch. She had more than a handful in the front and the back. Damn! He gave her a small smile and put the truck in gear. As he pulled out of the dance hall parking lot he asked, "Where am I headed?"

"I live in the old Ambrose house. Do you know where that is?" she responded.

"Oh, you moved into James Ambrose old place, huh? That must have been a fixer upper. I hope you got a good price cos Old Man Ambrose was a skinflint."

She softly laughed and explained, "Mr. Ambrose's son sold me the house and property for a steal. He fixed it up pretty nice before selling it. You should come inside to see what his son did. He is really talented."

"I don't turn down an invite from a pretty lady," he said laughingly.

He almost missed the turn off to her place due to the gravel driveway being shadowed in total darkness. The closer he got to her home, he noticed there was one small porch light bathing the expansive yard and porch. Someone needed to take care of that; a single lady on her own so far out in the boonies needed to be more cautious.

"You need more lights out here. This place is pitch black, a criminal's dream," he stated as he pulled to a stop in front of her house. He could barely see the steps. He definitely had to go inside to make sure there was no one inside. Where is her man? He got of the vehicle and ran to her side to let her out. He offered her his hand to help her step out of the truck. He kept ahold of her hand as they walked up the front steps to the front door. After she dug the keys out of her purse and opened the door, Dierk stepped inside before her. He heard her clear her throat from behind him. She turned the dimmer switch, and the room was bathed in soft white light. He looked around and saw how modern the foyer and front room appeared in comparison to his memory.

"Would you like something to drink?" he heard her ask him. The night was still early, so he didn't see why not.

"Ice water will be fine."

"Just have a seat and I will bring it to you," she responded.

He walked into the living room and took a seat on the plush sectional facing the flat screen TV on the wall. He looked around the room and took in the area. Unlike his home with Mindy, this place was spacious and not cluttered with knickknacks. When Ms. McCoombs came into the living room with his water, he noticed something was different about her. She handed him a large glass of iced water and sat down next to him. She was facing him with one of her legs tucked under her. He drank her in as he gulped down his glass of water. She was wearing some type of top that stretched across her ample bosom and flowed down to a really short skirt that came down a few scant inches from the tops of her thighs. Good grief!

"I have a confession to make to you Mr. Seydler," she softly stated to him when he finished up his glass of water.

"You can call me Dierk, since you are going to bare you soul to me, so to speak," he jokingly responded.

She ducked her head and looked up at him from underneath her eyelashes. He felt her fingertips gently brush the back of his neck. He inhaled a sharp breath. "I've been stalking you for some time now, Dierk," she confessed.

He didn't know how to take that. On one hand he doubts she could cause him any harm, but on the other hand, he didn't really know her. It was hard not to know people by face in a town with less than three thousand people. He didn't think she was lying about working at the school, but he never involved himself in the education of his children. That was more Mindy's domain. Also, he could not stop wondering why someone as beautiful at this young woman would be stalking him. "Why in the world you would you be stalking me, Ms. McCoombs?"

"Please call me Shanice, if I am to call you Dierk," she said, and he gives a nod of approval.

"So sweet Shanice why would you be stalking an old codger like me?" he asked.

"Well, I overheard a conversation that you have the biggest dick of all the white men in the county. Everyone of envious of your wife. I had to find out for myself if the rumors were true. Do you have a big dick? Can I see?" she inquired of him.

Dierk Seydler was taken aback by the proclamation. He never knew his cock was the talk of the town, well among the women. He also was curious about what his wife had to say about his tool. He felt his face heat up and he ran his hand through his thin hair. What did he have to lose? He undid his belt buckle, then buttoned his jeans, next he lowered down the zipper and finally he lifted up his pelvis as he reached inside of his boxers to retrieve for the grand revealing.

Shanice's eyes and mouth were open as wide as possible as she took in the sight of Dierk's cock. The hand that was not softly caressing his neck was placed at her neck as if she was holding on to a necklace as she uttered, "Oh my!" as his cock began to spring to life. Dierk paid little mind to his tally wacker, but he knew his dirty thoughts of Shanice wrapping her cushiony lips around them was making him erect.

Her hand slid from her neck to the top of her dress and her fingers slowly pulled the fabric down. Dierk turned to face her so that he could get a better view of the show she was putting on. Slowly the top was pulled down until one beautiful dark chocolate areola and matching nipple was revealed and then he watched as she uncovered the twin. What a delicious sight. His hand left the base of his penis and both of his hands gravitated towards her soft fleshy titties. He felt her hands massaging up and down his hard shaft.

"Oh my this is quite a big one!" she exclaimed. His dick had to be about nine inches long and the girth was so big Shanice could barely close her fists around the monster. Oh, how true the rumors were. She was so glad she had eavesdropped on Mrs. Seydler's conversation with the assistant principal all those months ago. She remembered how wet she got when she heard Mindy complain about how it felt like Dierk was splitting her in two with his huge dick. She almost squired in her panties when Mindy continued with how she could barely walk afterwards and refused to fuck her own husband due to fear. Mindy also said she had to stop giving him blowjobs because she felt she had to unhinge her jaw to get a third of it in her mouth. Shanice felt her mouth salivate and her clit hum with the thought of pleasuring Dierk's python with her mouth.

"Dierk?" she asked in a small quiet voice.

He glanced up at her while still massaging and pulling at her elongated nipples. "Yes, sweetness?"

She looked straight into his eyes and responded, "I want to give you a blowjob. Can I give you a blowjob?"

Dierk blinked a few times as if he was processing her request. Then without much preamble, he stated, "Oh my God, please do!" He watched her get on her knees in front of him. He slumped down on the couch, then leaned his head back as he closed his eyes. He felt her hot moist mouth envelope his turgid length. He groaned when he felt her tongue slide from the base of his cock up to the swollen purplish head. He screeched out "Shit!" as her other hand massaged his balls as her mouth moved up and down his length. He gently put his hands in her head and pushed to get her to take more of him in her mouth. Her moan of pleasure vibrated across his sensitive flesh and had him gripping her hair in his fists. The more of him she consumed the more intoxicated with lust he felt. "That's it baby! Take it all!" He began pumping his hips in impatience. It had been years since Mindy had sucked him off. Nowadays he was lucky if she gave a sorry ass hand job. He could feel the tension in his nutsack building and his back tightening up, he was close. Her moans were coming more often, and the vibrations were pushing him near the edge of the precipice. The combination of her talented tongue, suction of her mouth, those sensuous vibrations, and the gently massage of his balls was a combination his poor neglected libido could no longer ignore. He gritted his teeth and tried to think of other things like his mother, baseball, work, but nothing would deter his orgasmic explosion. When her teeth scraped the underside of his cock as she continued her up and down head motion, he forced her head down to the base of his cock and unloaded all he had been holding in. He let out a hefty roar of pleasure and emptied a multitude of cum into sweet Shanice's mouth. There was so much her cheeks expanded and then the thick liquid began to seep out of the sides of her mouth. He released his hold on her head and slumped further into the couch trying to catch his breath. When he opened his eyes a sliver, he caught a glimpse of her ass walking away. With a satisfied smile on his face, he closed his eyes again as fatigue washed over his satiated body.