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Chap 12

To say Steve was pissed was magnificent understatement. Steve had picked up some liquor and driven to the address Lamar had given him, only to find a church. Steve then tried calling Cris’s cell but there had been no answer. Steve didn’t know what to think, had Lamar intentionally given him the wrong address, had Lamar lied, was he fucking Cris right now. Stranger still was the fact that what angered Steve was not that he was jealous. No, what angered Steve was that he might be missing the action.

Earlier that night Steve had become quite excited. The idea that Lamar was trying to seduce his wife got the juices going, but it never occurred to Steve that Cris might fall in love with Lamar. Cris would never fall for another man. Sure Cris could be seduced, but she was his wife and actually falling in love with another man never entered his mind. Steve stopped at a phone booth and attempted to look up Rodney’s address, when his cell rang. It was Cris.

“Hey, how come you didn’t answer your phone Cris.”

Cris noted Steve’s tone. “Sorry I left it in the car, and when you didn’t show up I went and got it. Cris felt terrible, she had never lied to Steve before. Lamar was sitting right next to her in on the bed.

‘Well were is this place?”

“Hold on I’ll hand you to Lamar.”

“Steve, were are you?”

“I’m at 2771 3rd.”

“Shit man we fucked up, the address is 2177, I guess with the noise in the club and all.

“Well did you get anywhere.”

“Not really, it’s late so maybe we should meet you back at your house.”

“Not really, what do you mean by that?”

“Alright, we’ll see you back at your house, oh we have to drop off a friend of mine so we’ll be there in about an hour. Bye.”

Cris had put on Lamar’s shirt to retrieve her phone following Amanda’s knock. Now Cris began to gather her cloths so she could change in the bathroom. Lamar was laying on his side, watching Cris.

“And were do you think your going?”

“Home.” Cris looked down at Lamar, who was now slowly stroking his semi-hard cock. Lying there stroking himself Lamar was quite possibly the most handsome man Cris had ever seen. Lamar brimmed with confidence as he patted the bed. Cris dropped her cloths and sat down on the edge of the bed.

“Lamar you just told Steve we would be going home, we should go.”

Lamar reached over ignoring Cris’s request and ran his finger up and down her cum soaked slit. “You heard me, we have an hour or so, now it’s your turn to be on top.”

“Lamar this is playing with fire.”

Lamar kept stroking Cris clit. “I told you I think your husband is one of those guys that fantasies about having his wife fuck other men.”

“Lamar I meant protection and you are wrong about my husband. If Steve finds out about this I don’t know what he will do.”

Lamar pushed two fingers deep into Cris’s cum soaked pussy, his thumb still rubbing Cris’s clit. “Does Steve get turned on when other men flirt with you, does he like you to wear sexy cloths?”

Cris could hardly answer, her mind clouding over with an impending orgasm. “Yes, I think, I mean sometimes, yes.”

“I’m telling you the boy has a thing for you fucking some one else baby. Your married to a sick pup.” Lamar removed his fingers as Cris came, then brought them to her lips.

“Suck on them baby, suck on my fingers.” Cris complied, tasting her juices commingled with Lamar’s cum.

“Taste my cum?”

“Hmmmm, yes.”

“I think it’s a little late to worry about protection now. Climb on top here girl.” With one swift motion Lamar took Cris by the waist and had Cris straddle him.

“Lamar, really, we shouldn’t.”

“Put it in Cris, you are already filled up, a little more ain’t gona change a thing girl.”

Her judgment clouded, Lamar’s rationalization made sense. Cris grasped Lamar’s cock and began rubbing it against her cunt lips. The man’s cock head was much bigger than Steve’s, in fact everything about Lamar’s cock was big and so was the pleasure she was receiving from it now. Pressing down, Cris relaxed her thigh muscles and sat down on the oversized cock head. Cris’s well lubricated pussy offered a little resistance initially, but once the head of Lamar’s cock enter her vagina Cris started moving rhythmically.

“Slow down girl we have time.” Lamar marveled at the extraordinary women on top of him. What a physical specimen. Cris in moments had buried Lamar’s thick cock to the hilt. In order to fully stroke his cock, Cris had moved from her knee’s to a crouching position on the balls of her feet. Cris slid effortlessly up and down Lamar’s black pole. Looking between her legs Cris stared in wonder as her pussy swallowed the massive shaft.

“Girl you really like that don’t you?”

“Oh yeah, it feels so good, you fill me up so good.”

“You know I’m going to spoil you, don’t you?”

“Yes.” Cris looked down on Lamar’s black body. Cris’s white hands were pressing up against his chest for support. The contrast of her hand’s against Lamar’s skin only heightened her lust. Then Cris thought of Steve, but only momentarily and not in a flattering way. The last time she tried this position with Steve he had repeatedly slipped out of her and then he softened. With Lamar, Cris knew that wasn’t a possibility. His beautiful cock fit so deep and tight in her wet pussy.

“Baby what are you thinking about?”

Cris’s eye’s were half closed as her whole body convulsed with the most exquisite orgasm she had ever experienced. Unable to respond Cris leaned over and sucked Lamar’s tongue into her mouth. Pumping even harder now Cris wanted nothing but to please Lamar like he had pleased her. Cris with all the force her well conditioned body could produce began humping up and down on top of lamar, until her body was covered with a thin sheen of moisture.

Lamar broke the kiss and pushed Cris back into a sitting position. “God woman I felt you cum, you really are something, you know that.” Lamar admired the tiny beads of sweat forming on Cris’s body. God she could fuck.

Cris nodded, she had worked up a sweat again and could feel Lamar’s cock expanding. This time there was no hesitation. Cris wanted to feel Lamar cum again, she wanted to feel his black seed deep in her pussy. The thought of him cuming in her again, brought another orgasm.

“Oh Lamar I’m cuming again, it feels so good, cum with me, I want you to cum in my pussy.”

“I like that, talk to me Cris, tell me, what do you want me to do with this black cock.”

“I want you to cum with your cock, cum, cum hard.”

Lamar erupted hard as he watched the beautiful brunette pounding away at him. “Oh baby you feel it don’t you, you feel me filling you up.”

“Fuck yes, oh fuck me hard, that is so fucking good.” Cris couldn’t believe she was saying these things, then again Cris couldn’t believe she was actually fucking this man. Driving down hard Cris could feel lamar’s huge cock head make hard contact with her cervix. Sub-consciously she started grinding down even harder with each contraction of Lamar’s cock, effectively forcing more of his sperm deep into her womb.

Lamar on his own pushed as deeply as possible, for the second time that night Lamar had cum very hard. Cris’s cunt fit him perfectly and her passion, Lamar was unprepared for all of it.

Lying there listening to her rapid breathing, Lamar felt strange, felt different. Lamar knew what he felt, he was just afraid to admit it to himself, he was rapidly falling in love with Cris. Lamar watched Cris get up and start to dress.

“Lamar please, we really should get going.”

Lamar wanted to stay now, suddenly he didn’t want to share Cris with Steve, with anyone. “Why are you so anxious to go home to that loser. I mean I just don’t get it, what do you see in him.”

Cris had felt she was nothing more than sex to Lamar till right then. Cris knew from the onset she was nothing more than another conquest for Lamar. Cris had tried to resist Lamar and failed miserably. Now Lamar was getting possessive and hateful about Steve.

“Lamar look I like you a lot, to much, but I’m married. I’m sorry, this shouldn’t have happened, lets forget it happened, okay.”

Lamar realized he had overstepped with Cris, degrading Steve was stupid and self defeating. Standing up Lamar put his arm’s around Cris. “I’m sorry about what I said about Steve, it was out of place.”

Cris broke the embrace. “Fine, now we really need to go okay.”

Lamar could feel the coolness, he fucked up. No matter, he thought, Steve was such a loser, it was only a matter of time before she would be crawling back.

Neither Cris or Lamar noticed the sedan parked across the street or the man in it. The man smiled, Lamar Dubois your still up to your old shit. Time to pay my man, time to pay, he said to himself as he lit a cigar.

Chap. 13

Steve was besides himself pacing up and down in the living room waiting for Lamar and Cris. When the car pulled up outside he went to the window and peaked. Lamar and Cris spoke for a while, then Cris leaned over and gave Lamar a kiss on the cheek and got out of the car and walked up to the house.

Opening the front door before Cris could use her key, Steve watched Lamar pull away. “I thought Lamar was going to come in for some drinks.”

“No he said he was tired and needed to get home.” Actually it had been Cris’s suggestion.

“Too bad I bought all this booze. Oh well let’s have a drink babe.”

“Honey I’ve already had too much as it is, I need to get to bed I’m exhausted.”

“So did Lamar come on to you?”

“What?”

“Did Lamar make a pass at you?”

“No, why do you ask?” Cris said as she walked into the bedroom. Cris didn’t know what to do, she wanted to shower, but that might make things to obvious. Cris began removing her cloths.

“Cause he’s a man, and you look so good babe, how could any man not make a pass.”

Having removed her blouse, Cris stepped out of her pants. Cris felt Lamar’s thick cum oozing down between her legs.

“That’s so sweet, you know honey all that dancing left me sweaty, I think I’m going to take a quick shower.”

“Cris wait, come here.” Steve had become suspicious, a shower now, had something happened. Surely Lamar had come on to her, that was the plan. Cris had lied about that, had something else happened. Steve’s dick was hard immediately. Steve admired Cris as she turned to face him, nude, Cris kept her distance.

“Come here honey, you look so beautiful.”

“But I feel icky, let me shower.”

“Come here for just a second.”

Hesitantly Cris walked over to her husband who was sitting on the bed. Wild thoughts coursed through her mind. Cris recalled her conversation with Lamar on the drive home. Lamar had predicted Steve would want sex. Lamar’s exact words were “Steve is going to ask you if something happened, then he’s going to want sex, it’s his sick fantasy and you can’t change that.” Could Lamar be right.

Steve reached for Cris and pulled him to her. Kissing her stomach just below her belly button Cris flew into a panic as Steve gradually worked his way down to her pussy.

“Steve don’t, I told you I really need a shower.”

Steve had already smelled the strong scent of sex. Lamar had told him nothing had happened and Steve believed him, but in Steve’s mind the fantasy raged. Steve could feel Cris trying to pull away but he held her fast. Steve pulled Cris closer and let his tongue slid across her clit. Cris pussy had a strange salty taste. The taste provocative, Steve worked his tongue even harder.

“Steve.” Surely Steve could taste Lamar, yet it only seemed to make him more ravenous. Steve wasn’t going to stop and Cris found herself opening her legs to Steve’s tongue. Cris took Steve’s head in her hands as she watched her husband hungrily devour her cum soaked pussy. Okay Steve if this is what you want, suddenly Cris wasn’t just a little turned on, she was on fire. Lifting one leg up on to the bed, she mashed her cunt on to her husbands mouth.

“Steve that feels good, lick me honey, lick me deeper.” Cris found herself really getting into this role playing. Then again it wasn’t really role playing was it, she had just made love to another man and now her husband was eating pussy. Slowly Cris began rocking her hips faster and faster, harder and harder she rubbed her cunt across Steve’s gapping mouth.

Steve moaned in response to Cris directions and started sticking his tongue even deeper into her cunt. God she was wet, she had wanted to fuck Lamar Steve thought. Lamar had gotten her hot, no doubt. Steve could only imagine what had happened between Lamar and Cris. Had they kissed, surely he had played with her tits, that would explain why she was so wet. Wanting to gain better access to her cunt, Steve pulled Cris on top of him so that now she was straddling his face.

Cris was on her knees and began rubbing her pussy back and forth across Steve’s mouth. Subconsciously Cris found herself squeezing her cunt muscles together, hoping she would squeeze Lamar’s cum into Steve’s open mouth.

“You like sucking my pussy, baby?”

“Mmmmmmmm.” Steve could only mumble.

“Oh Steve honey that feels so good.”

Steve had eaten Cris before, but not like this, Cris liked it. Cris began grinding down hard with her cunt, rubbing her slit back and forth across Steve’s mouth even harder than before. Steve could hardly catch his breath. Cris was ready to cum, so she reached back and slipped her hand into Steve’s boxer’s. Steve’s cock was hard, but what immediately struck Cris was how much smaller it was than Lamar’s. Cris had been so close to coming, but the realization that Steve could never compare to Lamar was a disillusionment. When Steve suddenly started spurting in her hand Cris was relieved, at least the comparison would end there.

When Steve lifted up from her pussy his face was streaked with a mixture of cum and saliva. Cris placed her finger on her clit and finished bringing herself off. Cris closed her eye’s and the image of Lamar’s cock sliding in and out of her cunt filled her thoughts. Racked by a powerful orgasm she shuddered with pleasure as she furiously rubbed her clit. There was no denying she had enjoyed her husbands tongue. More disturbing for Cris was that she like Steve eating her out after Lamar had filled her with his heavy sperm.

Steve too was disappointed that he had cum so fast, but he had been so turned on. On the bright side at least he had remained hard. Steve watched as Cris moved her finger furiously over her clit.

“Dam Cris, sorry, I just got so excited eating you.”

“It’s okay honey, believe me, you got me very excited.” Cris didn’t say she didn’t cum again, which was exactly what she was thinking. Later in the shower she thought about all the things Lamar had told her. Lamar was right about so many things. The last thing he told her in the car was that sex with Steve would never be the same. Dam him she thought, he was right about that too.

Chap. 14

“Good morning Lamar, so tell me what happened last night.” Steve took a chair in Lamar’s office, without invitation.

“Nothing Steve, I mean you may be right about Cris being the faithful wife.”

“Look don’t bull shit me Lamar, if you fucked her tell me it’s alright man, but I need to know. Last night after you dropped her off we. Look she was very excited, I can tell something had her hot, what happened. Just tell me.” Steve was almost pleading.

“Alright I did come on to her, she didn’t say anything.”

“No what happened?”

“Really nothing like I said, we kissed a little is all.”

“Well she didn’t tell me that.”

“No shit Steve what did you think she would say, by the way Steve, Lamar is nice, we kissed for a while tonight and I let him feel me up.”

“You felt her up.” Steve could feel his dick getting hard.

“A little, but don’t say anything, this is going to take more time than I thought. More important, did you get any last night, I hope I got her good and hot for you.”

“Did you touch her boobs, she has nice nipples doesn’t she?”

“Steve you didn’t answer my question, did you get any?”

“Yes okay. So tell me how did it go down.”

Lamar proceeded to give Steve a fake story about what transpired, that way if Steve went back to Cris, he could deny it, saying Steve just guessed. Plus Lamar didn’t like the way things let off with Cris. Lamar wanted Cris totally under his control if possible and Steve a non-issue. Finishing the story Lamar couldn’t get over Steve’s reaction, the guy was clearly turned on by the story.

“Next time I want to watch Lamar.”

“Steve how the hell do you propose we do that. I think I’m going to need to spend a lot more time alone with her, before we can arrange that.”

“Okay I’ll think on it, but man in the future I want to know exactly what happened.”

“No problem, at the same time I need to know from you what happened when you got home. Did the two of you make love?”

“No just some oral sex is all. We didn’t make love, why do you want to know?”

“Just to see if you could tell if she was turned on, by me you know.”

“Oh she was real wet when I ate her out.”

Unbelievable, thought Lamar, the guy ate a pussy full of cum, better, Cris let him. “Well that’s a good sign, maybe I got to her a little bit. I think it would be a good idea not to give her any for a while Steve. Maybe if Cris goes without for a while she’ll get more horny. I’ll call you later I have an idea for the weekend.”

“Okay but let me know soon, so I can start working on Cris.”

Dumb ass, Lamar said under his breath as Steve left his office. Picking up the phone Lamar called Cris.

“Hello Cris how are you?”

Cris had been thinking about what happened the night before all morning. While the rational part of Cris knew nothing good could come of an affair, the wilder side was totally infatuated with Lamar. Hearing his voice caused her heart rate to quicken.

“Fine.”

“So was I right about Steve did he want sex.”

Cris was not willing to concede that Lamar had been right. “No, he was asleep when I got home.”

She was lying, good. “Really, then I was wrong about your husband. I would have thought he would have gone down on you at the very least.”

“What.”

“Too blunt again, sorry, it’s just that’s there MO. Cuckolds like to eat out the dominant males sperm.”

“Lamar that’s so crude.”

“Sorry, any way I guess I was wrong. I really called to say last night was really special. When can we see each other again.”

The sudden change of topic caught Cris off guard. “Lamar I don’t think we should see each other again. Last night was really nice, really nice, but dangerous. I’m married and then there is the pregnancy thing. Having unprotected sex with you was crazy. How would I ever explain a black baby.”

“The sex was good, you know we are made for each other. I fit so good in you, admit it.”

Cris pressed her legs together, recalling the previous evening was stirring her emotions. “Yes it was good.”

“How about, I come over for lunch.”

“Don’t you dare, what will the neighbors say.”

“Alright then meet me at my place for lunch.”

“Lamar I want to, but I can’t.” The line went dead, Cris couldn’t believe it Lamar had hung up on her. Cris was upset, she really did want to see Lamar, Now she had made him angry. Oh well she thought, it’s better that it ends now.

Chap. 15

Julian Rodgers watched as Lamar climbed into the Porsche, then followed at a discreet distance. When he pulled up in front of the Harris house his suspicions were confirmed, Lamar was up to his old shit. Julian Rogers first became involved when a friend of a friend told him some white dude needed to get some money back from a brother. Julian had a good reputation when it came to collections.

Julian watched Lamar ring the bell and the front door open. The Harris woman opened the door and let Lamar in the house. Julian recalled his dance with Cris, she was a very beautiful woman. For sure Lamar had excellent taste when it came to women. Lamar’s last woman was very nice, young attractive and her husband was wealthy. Thomas and Ann Wiles were happily married till Lamar came along. Then Lamar started fucking her, she fell for him then transferred a lot of money to Lamar’s account with the promise that he would send for her when he got settled. Lamar never called.

I undid the snap crotch of my teddy as I moved up to straddle Mark’s waist. I guided his cock into my pussy as my other hand steadied myself on the seatback. Lowering myself slowly, I impaled myself onto his big cock. Even though it was quite dark, the street lights lit enough for me to see his gorgeous black shaft spreading my pale pink pussy lips.

As I worked myself up and down on his cock, Mark released one of my tits from my lace teddy taking the nipple into his mouth. He cupped the other tit with a free hand massaging it through the lacy material of the teddy.

Mark tried to talk control of our fucking but the confined conditions made it impossible for a man his size to get any real leverage. I did my best to make up for it bouncing on his cock. Unfortunately, I’m no athelete and one of my legs was starting to cramp.

We both came to the conclusion that this wasn’t working. Mark took control and had me climb off his cock. He slid down the seat so that he was lying almost lengthwise along the rear seats. Because of his height though, he kept his knees bent and lower legs off the front edge of the seat. He then had me lie on top of him in a 69 position. Even though I’ve heard of that position, I’ve never actually done it to that point in my life.

I quickly grasped the situation and then grasped his big black cock. Taking it into my mouth, I swirled my tongue around the head as I fondled his balls with a free hand. After a large breath, I forced his cock into my throat taking it as deeply as I could before gagging. When facing a guys feet, I always found that I could take more of his cock into my mouth. For many of my previous boyfriends, that meant I could deep throat them but for Mark, it meant that I could manage 6 or 7 inches of his cock or a little more than two thirds.

During this time, I felt Mark grab my ass with both his hands as he plunged his tongue into my pussy. My hips were shaking from the wonderful sensations but his strong hands kept my ass still as he worked his tongue in and out and all around my clit and vagina.

As I said before, I love sucking cock. It makes me hornier and when I’m horny, I want to suck cock even more. Now this new position with the added sensations of my pussy being eaten at the same time was magnificent. With my heightening excitement, I found that I could suppress my gag reflex better, taking even more of his cock into my throat. Two of my favorite sex acts, sucking cock and having my pussy eaten combined together had me quickly approaching another orgasm.

Mark must have been enjoying the combined sensations as well. His hips were starting to undulate forcing his cock deeper into my throat. Sensing that he must be close to cumming, added fuel to my fire pushing me beyond the point of no return.

My orgasm washed over me making my body shudder. I cried out in ecstasy but the sounds were muffled by my mouth full of black cock. Mark started to thrust his hips more vigorously and his breathing became more labored.

Mark stopped tonguing my pussy to let out a loud moan. I just recovered enough from my own orgasm to realize that he was starting his. I pulled my head back a bit from his cock, keeping just the head between my lips. I used my hand to steady his shaft and control his thrusting. Then I felt it, the first spurt of cum splashing against my palate. I just love that sensation. After the second spurt, my mouth felt full of cum since his cock already took up most of the room. To make room for more, I swallowed the cum in my mouth before continuing to suck on Mark’s cock head.

“Stroke my cock you slut. Suck all the cum out.” Mark commanded.

I quickly obeyed, using my hand to stroke his shaft, milking the rest of his cum out onto my tongue. After I released his cock from my lips, I kept the remaining cum in my mouth and swirled it around with my tongue. It was a bit salty and had a slimy texture but it certainly wasn’t offensive. I was starting to get use to it. I then swallowed the cum in my mouth before taking Mark’s cock back into my mouth. Sucking gently on his cock as it started to soften, I finally managed to take the entire length into my mouth. I know it’s not the same but it still gave me a sense of accomplishment.

We were still in a relatively public place so we both cleaned up a bit and quickly dressed. Mark then drove me home before giving me a kiss goodnight. I dashed through the dorm hallways hoping no one would notice how I looked.

“You look so fucking sexy when you do that.” Mark commented.

“Do what?” I asked.

“When you swallow my cum.” Mark answered.

I looked up at Mark with a wide smile elated from my wonderful orgasm and the knowledge that I could satisfy him so well. Seeing him pulling up his boxers and jeans, I thought that I had better make myself presentable as well. Still on my knees, I reached over and grabbed my purse. Taking some Kleenex out I wiped the remaining cum from my face. Looking down, I noticed some cum on my dress right over my chest. I did my best to soak that up from my dress, but some of it already soaked into the material. I silently cursed myself and hoped that the stain would wash out.

“Come on Kitty, I’ll drive you home.” Mark said as he helped me up to my feet.

I straightened out my hemline before following Mark back to his car. After getting into the driver’s seat, Mark leaned over and unlocked the passenger door for me. I sat myself down with my jacket and purse on my lap before reaching up to pull down the passenger side visor. Looking into the vanity mirror I was shocked to see what a mess my face was. Even though I wiped the cum off, my makeup was completely ruined. I took some more Kleenex to wipe off what little remained of my make up.

“What a mess. I look horrible now.” I complained.

“You look fine.” Mark replied.

“I’m on the pill, you don’t have to pull out, you can cum inside me.” I told him.

“But I like cumming in your mouth. Most girls don’t swallow. It looks so fucking hot. I just love it.” Mark told me.

For some strange reason, that fact caused a warm glow to wash over me. Maybe it was the fact that I could offer something to Mark that other women wouldn’t. I was so happy and satisfied, I forgot the mess he made of my face and dress as well as the fact that he ruined another pair of pantyhose.

I tried my best to wash the cum stain from my dress as soon as I got back to my dorm room. It looked alright but I wouldn’t be sure until the next day after it dried. It was a weekday and I had early classes the next day so I took a quick shower before getting ready for bed. Needless to say, I slept like a baby that night.

It was after eleven by the time I finished my shower and I was fairly hungry by then. I didn’t bother with any make up and just pulled my hair into a pony tail. Throwing on a t-shirt and sweat pants, I went down to the cafeteria for something to eat.

As I was finishing my food, my dorm room neighbour Nancy sat down next to me. I wasn’t feeling very chatty so I intentionally sat away from the other students but Nancy didn’t seem to get the hint.

“Hey Kitty, how are you feeling today?” Nancy asked in a lilting voice.

“I’m fine. Why do you ask?” I responded suspiciously.

“Oh, no reason. I just thought that you must be tired since you didn’t get much sleep last night.” she answered.

“I guess I did get home pretty late from the club.”

Nancy replied in a loud whisper “I meant after that.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Come on Kitty, tell me the details. I heard you guys going at it for two hours.”

I could feel my face turn red as I looked down averting my eyes.

Nancy continued pressing for more, “It sounded fantastic. Who is he and what does he do?”

“His name is Thomas and he works at the club.” I answered. “To tell you the truth, I drank so much that I don’t really remember what happened.”

“You’re shitting me, how could you forget last night. I mean, you were so …vocal.”

“Really? What was I saying?” I asked surprised. I normally don’t talk much during sex.

“Well, I didn’t hear that many words though there was tons of moaning and grunting. Lots of single words like yes, harder, and faster. There was also some short exclamations like ‘I want your cock’, ‘Fuck my pussy’, and lots of praying.” Nancy told me grinning.

I didn’t quite understand that last part and asked “Praying?”

“You know, ‘Oh God, oh God, oh God’ ” Nancy said mockingly.

We talked for a little while longer before I went back to my room. I told her what little I remembered from the previous night including what Thomas looked like to her. Nancy seemed somewhat disappointed that I couldn’t give her any more details. Actually, I was even more disappointed than she was that I couldn’t remember more. It sounded like I had a great time and it was driving me crazy that I didn’t have any memories of it.

Maggie returned shortly after noon and we talked about each others nights. Actually, she did most of the talking about her new boyfriend Steven. I was content to listen to her talk and didn’t say much about what happened after the club. She knew I was hooking up with Mark and Brian already and I didn’t think my one night stand with Thomas needed to be brought up. After we finished talking, I went to work trying to catch up on my courses.

I tried my best to do some studying throughout the day but my mind kept wandering back, trying to remember anything else at all. The day ended up very unproductive given my hangover and preoccupation with my memory lapse. Maggie had made plans to have dinner with Steven and was busy getting ready. Rather than eating alone in the cafeteria, I picked up my dinner at the cafeteria and brought it back to my room. I still felt somewhat embarrassed that I was so loud last night and was worried I would run into someone else who heard me.

As the evening wore on, it became harder and harder to study. The dorm can be pretty noisy on any given night but on Saturdays it was bedlam. I eventually gave up entirely. Besides, I was considering the idea of talking to Thomas to find out what really happened last night. Unfortunately, I didn’t have his phone number. I would have to reach him through Brian who wasn’t in town or drop by The Vault when he was working. It made more sense to talk to Thomas directly. That would avoid having to explain to Brian why I needed to talk with his brother. Since I wasn’t able to study anyway, I decided to go talk to Thomas that night. In addition to finding out what happened, I could try to convince Thomas to keep our tryst a secret so Brian wouldn’t find out.

I took a quick shower and started getting ready. After putting on a black bra and pantyhose, I did my hair and makeup. Not having much time, I kept it simple. Next I put on a red blouse followed by a black mini skirt. I finished the outfit with my black knee high boots before checking myself out in the dressing mirror. Satisfied with my appearance, I slipped on my jacket before grabbing my purse on the way out.

A short cab ride later and I was there. I’m normally not that assertive and being alone only made me more self conscious. I didn’t have the nerve to walk past the long line of people waiting to get in. Luckily I brought my jacket since it was considerably cooler than the previous night. While I waited in line with the other people, I started to second guess my decision to go to the club, especially all alone. I was on the verge of chickening out when I noticed Thomas walking down the queue towards me. His size and appearance was still intimidating even though we’ve been intimate with one another.

“What’s new, Kitty Cat? Whoa-oh oh Whoa.” Thomas sang to the melody of that famous Tom Jones song.

His light demeanour immediately put me at ease. “Hi Thomas.”

“You don’t have to wait in line when I’m working the door.” Thomas whispered into my ear. He then took my hand and led me towards the entrance. As we walked by the queue, Thomas asked me “Where’s Maggie?”

“I came by myself tonight. I wanted to talk to you about last night.”

A big grin spread across Thomas’ face as he asked “What about last night?”

“Not out here, somewhere in private.” I replied.

“Well, I can’t leave the door now. Why don’t you go inside and I’ll find you on my break.”

I agreed and started to enter the club. Thomas cupped my ass as I walked by him and gave me a rough squeeze. It was early enough that the club wasn’t packed yet but it was pretty full. I made a circuit around the club to check out the crowd and partly to see how many guys checked me out. My skirt was short but overall my outfit wasn’t as revealing as what I wore the previous night so I only garnered a few admiring glances. There were no ogles or leers. I eventually settled by the bar after I ordered a drink. With no tables available, I had to stand with my drink as I watched the dance floor.

A single girl standing alone in a club tends to attract sharks even if she’s not exceptionally attractive. Within 15 minutes, I was approached by a guy who started talking with me. We made small talk as I had nothing better to do. He noticed that my drink was almost finished and offered to buy me another one. I agreed but mentioned that I was waiting for a friend. Surprisingly, that didn’t seem to put him off and he went to get us some more drinks. We continued talking as we worked on our second round. Having not eaten much for dinner, I was already quite tipsy after my second drink. I even agreed to dance with my new friend for a few songs. When we took a break from dancing, he went to the bar to get some more drinks while I waited by the dance floor.

Suddenly, I felt a large strong hand grab my wrist, pulling on it to spin me around. I was too surprised to react as the hand continued pulling me tightly against a wall of a man.

“Hello Kitty Cat.” Thomas greeted me as he pulled me tightly against him. His left hand was holding my right wrist firmly against his shoulder as his right hand moved behind me cupping my ass. “Why don’t you give me a kiss.” he said as he released my wrist and moved his left hand to my ass as well. Cupping both cheeks in his strong hands, he lifted me up bringing my lips up to his level. Then he kissed me. Once I recovered from my initial surprise, my first instinct was to push against his shoulders trying to break free. Thomas kept a tight grip on my butt easily overpowering my feeble attempts. He used his large full lips to press firmly against mine locking us in a sensual kiss. My resistance soon melted away from the heat of his kiss. Parting my lips, I slid my tongue forward to caress Thomas’ upper lip, inviting him to french me. His tongue pushed into my mouth as I closed my lips around it and twirled my tongue around his. While we continued to kiss deeply, Thomas used one hand to support my weight while his other hand slipped under my skirt and started stroking my pussy through the gusset of my pantyhose. My heart raced and my pussy moistened as he worked my pussy pushing the gusset into my vagina. Lost in the wonderful sensations I was oblivious to the scene we were making in front of everyone in the club.

Thomas eventually released me, breaking our kiss and letting me slide back down to my feet. Coming back to my senses, I realized that my skirt had ridden up exposing my pantyhose covered ass to anyone who was watching. I quickly grabbed the hem pulling it back down to cover myself up. As I straightened out my clothes and wiped the smeared lipstick from my face I noticed my new friend staring at Thomas and me from several feet away. He looked shocked and disappointed as he turned and walked away carrying the drinks he just bought with him. That was the last I thought about him as I returned my attention to Thomas who stood towering next to me smiling.

“Well Kitty Cat, what did you want to talk to me about?” Thomas asked.

The music was very loud and I could barely hear him. “Isn’t there somewhere quieter we can talk?” I shouted back.

Thomas looked around for a moment before taking my hand and leading me away. He led me through to the employee area in the back of the club. In the back work area the music was dampened down to a low roar. One could hold a conversation talking in a normal voice. Other employees however were nearby working. Thomas looked at me expectantly waiting for me to say something.

“I was actually hoping we could talk somewhere privately.” I explained.

Looking around thinking for a minute, Thomas then walked further into the back of the club towing me along behind him. Coming to a closed door, he knocked, waiting briefly before trying to turn the door knob. Finding it unlocked, he opened the door and quickly walked in. Thomas pulled me into the room immediately after him, closed the door behind me and locked it. The room was obviously an employee washroom. It consisted of a single toilet, sink and wall mirror. For a single washroom though, it was fairly spacious.

Thomas leaned back against a wall and pulled me close to him. He had his legs just parted enough to fit me between them. His hands wrapped around my waist keeping me in place.

“This is as private as it gets Kitty.” Thomas said. “What did you want to talk about?”

“It’s so embarrassing, but I have to ask. What happened last night?” I asked.

“We had a good time. That’s all. I didn’t think you were expecting it to lead to anything more.” Thomas answered.

“That’s not what I meant. I drank so much the other night that I can’t actually remember what happened after we left the club.” I explained.

Thomas started laughing out loud. “Shit girl. I started thinking you were getting all serious on me.”

“Well I found some used condoms in my bed so I guessed that we must have fucked and my neighbour said we were quite loud.”

“You really don’t remember do you? Damn, that’s the first time a girl told me that I was forgettable.” Thomas joked as he continued laughing. “And here I was thinking you came back tonight because you couldn’t get enough.”

I tried to apologize, “I’m sorry, it’s not you. I was just so drunk.”

“Well maybe I have to give you something else to remember.” Thomas said with a wide grin.

“I just wanted to find out what really happened.” I explained again.

“You get me thinking on you and ready for more just to tell me you want to talk.” Thomas said as he took my hand and placed it over the crotch of his pants.

I could easily feel his large erection through his slacks and stood there mute, too surprised by his boldness to react. Before I realized what I was doing, I found my hand groping at his hard on trying to get a sense how big his cock was.

“Go ahead, take it out.” he said.

Without thinking, I obeyed his command. I unbuckled his belt first, and then undid the button to his pants. After unzipping his pants, I reached into his pants grasping his hard cock through his boxers. Feeling it from the base to the tip, I was impressed with his size, both his length and girth. I continued rubbing his cock through his boxers as I looked down to see what I held in my hand. All I could see was my hand cupping a huge bulge in Thomas’ boxer shorts.

Thomas pushed his pants and boxers down below his hips allowing his large black cock to spring free. Looking down, I stared, mesmerized by Thomas’ beautiful cock. It looked somewhat like Brian’s in skin tone and being circumcised, but it looked longer and thicker. The most obvious difference was the absence of pubic hair. Thomas had completely shaved his cock and balls. It was the first time I saw anything like that and I found it extremely erotic. Subconsciously, my hand started stroking his big black cock.

“Get on your knees and suck my dick.” He ordered. When I didn’t react, Thomas added “Come on Kitty, you told me how much you love sucking cock last night.”

His words barely registered in my brain. My heart was pounding so fast and hard it almost drowned out Thomas’ voice. Heat surged to my face, chest and pussy causing all three areas to become flushed with excitement. Without really thinking about it, my body followed his commands. I slid down to my knees drawing level with his erect penis. My hand continued stroking his cock as I stared at his hairless scrotum.

“That’s a good girl; now put it in your mouth.” Thomas said.

Sliding his cock head into my mouth, I closed my lips around it and started sucking. I used my right hand to hold the base of his cock while my left moved up to feel the smooth skin of his balls.

“You look so pretty sucking my big black cock.” Thomas complimented me as he brushed my hair away from my face. “Shit yeah, you’re a good little cock sucker.”

The dirty talk fanned my burning desire as I sucked harder, twirling my tongue around the head of Thomas’ cock.

“That’s it, work that tongue.” Thomas told me as I glided my tongue up and down the entire length of his shaft. “Don’t forget my balls.” he added. On my next downward movement, I continued gliding my tongue down to his scrotum, licking his balls. The texture was quite different. It was soft and rough at the same time. “Now suck a ball into your mouth.” Thomas ordered. “Gently, not so hard. Now the other one.” I found myself eagerly obeying his every instruction. I felt like a complete slut and loved every sensation.

I’ve mentioned before how much I love to suck cock. Thomas’ vocal encouragement and instructions magnified my excitement. By now, my pussy was desperate for some attention, oozing lubrication onto my pantyhose. My left hand naturally moved down and slipped under my skirt. I rubbed my clit and pussy lips through the damp cotton gusset. My mouth had returned to sucking his gorgeous cock while my right hand held the thick shaft.

“No hands pretty girl; good little cock suckers don’t use their hands. Just your mouth; take it deep, deeper.” Thomas continued talking smut to me while I reverently sucked his cock. “You like sucking my black dick?” he asked.

“Umh-hmmph.” I moaned with his cock deep in my mouth. My right hand had relocated to my breast massaging it vigorously. Still fully clothed, my left hand continued rubbing the cotton gusset of my pantyhose against my clit.

“Yeah, I know you do you dirty little slut.” Thomas said as he started thrusting his hips, forcing his cock against my throat. “God that feels nice.” he rasped.

Sucking Thomas’ beautiful black cock while I feverishly masturbated had me on the brink of an orgasm. Once he started thrusting his cock into my throat though, it took all I could do to suppress myself from gagging. I was still worked up beyond imagining and my body still needed some release. Rubbing my clit was great but my pussy ached to be penetrated.

“Fuck yessss, Kitty, that feels soo good. I’m gonna cum soon.” he exclaimed as his thrusting increased in tempo.

Part of me would have loved to feel Thomas’ throbbing cock spurting his milky seed into my mouth. Another part though wanted to feel his cock penetrate inside me, stretching my pussy, thrusting, filling me up completely. My pussy won the debate as I pulled back letting his cock slip from my lips. “Not yet, I need to feel you inside me.” I managed to say as I gasped to catch my breath.

“Damn girl, I don’t have time to get a condom.” Thomas cursed looking down at me.

“It’s okay, I’m on the pill.” I said. In my state though, I didn’t really care. I just wanted to feel him inside of me no matter the consequences. I stood up and undid my miniskirt, letting it fall to the floor. I had to take off my boots before I could take off my pantyhose so I stepped out of my skirt and bent down to unzip my boots.

“I don’t have time for this.” Thomas said as he moved behind me. He must have been as eager and excited as I was. Thomas quickly pulled the back of my pantyhose down just far enough to expose my ass. Being bent over already, my pussy was also exposed. Not giving me a chance to react, he quickly lined up his cock and thrust it deeply into my cunt. The force of his thrust knocked me off balance and I fell forward. Thomas had already grabbed my hips with his hands though, preventing me from falling. Even though his cock was slick with my saliva and my pussy dripping wet, the size of his big black cock and the force of his initial thrust still hurt a bit making me cry out. Thomas didn’t wait for me to get accustomed to his size. He just pounded into me fast, hard and deep. I reached forward grabbing the sink trying to keep my balance. My pantyhose were bunched at my thighs preventing me from spreading my legs as far apart as I would have liked. With my legs close together, Thomas’ cock felt even bigger as he fucked me furiously.

“Your pussy feels so fucking good Kitty Cat.” Thomas said loudly. “It’s so warm and wet.”

It only took a couple of minutes for me to recover from the initial shock of his size. The discomfort quickly left leaving that intense pressure of being filled by a huge cock. Soon I was pushing back to meet Thomas as he drove into me from behind. Without realizing it, I was letting out guttural moans with each thrust.

“You like that Kitty?” Thomas asked.

“Yessss.” I hissed.

“Tell me what you want.” he ordered breathing hard. Thomas had abruptly stopped his thrusting but still kept the head of his cock inside my pussy.

“I want you to fuck me.”

“Beg for it.”

“Fuck me please.” I pleaded trying to push back onto his cock.

“You want my cock?” Thomas teased while he held my hips still with his strong hands.

“I want your big cock.”

“What do you want me to do with it?” he asked.

“Fuck my pussy, please.” I reached down between my legs and felt Thomas’ thick cock spreading the lips at the entrance to my pussy. My hand then moved to rub Thomas’ balls, trying to entice him to resume fucking me. Even though I wasn’t being fucked, the dirty talk kept my excitement near its peak, close to an orgasm.

“I can’t hear you.”

“FUCK ME WITH YOUR BIG BLACK COCK!” I screamed surprising myself with the loudness of my voice.

Thomas then resumed his thrusting movements with the same strength and speed that he left off earlier. My grunting in time with each thrust also resumed. In only a few minutes, I felt myself building quickly towards an orgasm.

“Fuck, you have one sweet pussy.” Thomas said as his breathing became more laboured.

Sensing that he was getting close to cumming too, I wanted to cum with him. I moved my hand down to rub my clit as he continued pumping his cock in quick hard strokes.

“I’m cumming!” Thomas exclaimed grunting. His thrusts became erratic but more forceful as his cock pushed me forward into the sink.

I was already close to an orgasm from the incredible sensations of being fucked by Thomas’ big cock and my hand rubbing my clit, knowing his black cock was erupting and shooting his semen deep in my vagina triggered off my own climax.

During his orgasm, Thomas lost control of the rhythm and force of his thrusts. He was so big and strong that his cock would have pushed me into the sink if I didn’t use both hands to brace myself. My own orgasm was causing my pussy and legs to quiver making it difficult to keep standing, especially with Thomas still shoving his cock deep inside of me.

As our orgasms subsided, Thomas kept his cock inside of me as he leaned over saying “Does that ring any bells about last night?”

Breathing hard trying to catch my breath, I managed to answer between breaths “Yes and a couple of new ones too.”

After a minute or two, Thomas pulled out and started pulling up his shorts and pants. “Well Kitty Cat, if I didn’t have to get back to work we wouldn’t have to settle for a quickie. You better get dressed; I can’t let you stay back here alone.”

Composing myself, I pulled up my pantyhose as Thomas handed me my skirt. The gusset was already damp from my lubrication earlier but now I noticed that the back panel covering my ass was soaking wet. Our combined juices must have dripped down onto my pantyhose when Thomas pulled his cock out. I usually don’t wear panties with my pantyhose because I hate panty lines but in this case, I wish that I had worn panties or that I at least brought an extra pair of pantyhose that I could change in to. Being rushed by Thomas though, I didn’t even have time to clean myself up before putting my skirt back on.

“Don’t say anything to Brian about last night or tonight.” I said to Thomas as I finished adjusting my skirt.

“Why not?” he asked.

“I think he likes me and I don’t think he’d understand me fucking his brother.” I explained.

Thomas had a look of surprise on his face as he answered, “I thought he was all hot for Maggie.”

“He was, but she can be a bitch sometimes. She ditched him last week and Brian and I ended up hooking up.”

“Damn, I wouldn’t have moved on you if I had known.” Thomas said.

“Its okay, Brian and I aren’t serious. Besides, I had a lot of fun.”

Thomas then opened the door and led me back to the main room of the club. As I walked, I could feel some of Thomas’ cum oozing out of my pussy and onto the gusset of my pantyhose. With the back panel and gusset of my pantyhose soaked with cum and my pussy juice, anyone within a few feet of me couldn’t help but notice how much I reek of sex. Normally I love the smell of a man’s cum, but now I wished cum didn’t smell as distinct and strong as it does. We passed by a couple of other employees on the way back and I was sure they knew what we did. I thought I would die of embarrassment.

Once back in the main room, Thomas excused himself to go back to work. Since I was there alone and was saturated with the aroma of cum, I quickly decided to leave. I thought about going to the washroom to clean up but didn’t want to stand in the line-up looking and smelling like I did. After getting my jacket, I left the club and grabbed a cab to go home.