As you may recall from previous chapters, while on a business trip to Houston with my husband, I reluctantly agreed to accompany Aaron to a swinger’s bar, Wish’s. For his birthday present, I also agreed to wear a very revealing outfit that he bought me.
At the bar, with Aaron’s encouragement, I spent time with a very attractive, powerfully built, younger black man. Harris and I thoroughly enjoyed each other on the dance floor under the watchful gaze of Aaron. While my husband watched, Harris and I danced, necked and fondled each other shamelessly. We were oblivious to those around us.
My intention was to get frisky at the club for Aaron’s entertainment, then take my husband back to the hotel and give him his birthday fuck. However, due to the combination of my alcohol consumption and my arousal, I succumbed to Aaron’s request. I allowed my husband to persuade me to invite my new friend back to our hotel to join us:
I left Wish’s, clutching the arms of my two dates, my husband, Aaron, and my new friend, Harris.
My head spinning, still unsure what I was getting into. Without discussing it, my husband climbed into the back seat of Harris’s late model Audi. Harris held the passenger door for me. I intentionally allowed my skirt to fall open as I swung my legs into the car, giving him an all-too-brief glimpse of my recently shaved vulva. The grin on his face made it clear that he had caught a clear view under the overhead lights that illuminated the parking lot.
During the twenty minute ride to our hotel, I learned that Harris was a financial analyst for one of the larger brokerage houses in Houston. He held a finance degree and his MBA from the University of Texas. Clearly, he was an educated man, and that fact appealed to me.
As we pulled up to the Marriott, I handed Harris my room key card and said, “Would you drop me off at the front door? I’ll be waiting for you two in room 732. The staff of the hotel does not need to see me walking through the lobby with two dates tonight, okay?”
“I understand completely. I’ll park the car and be very discrete,” Harris answered.
Aaron added, “I’ll escort this beautiful lady to her room and I’ll have her waiting anxiously for you… don’t be late.”
“I will be right up to join you,” Harris assured us.
I exited the car, put on my jacket to hide my near nakedness, and walked silently through the lobby holding my husband’s hand. On the brief elevator ride to the seventh floor, I said, “I hope you are sure about this.”
“Baby, I am very sure.”
“Okay, if I’m going to do this, I want you to give Harris and me a little bit of time to get acquainted, okay? You can join in later if you want, but initially, I want you to sit back and watch. I want to get comfortable with this and enjoy him by myself for a while, okay?”
Aaron smiled knowingly, “I understand. I’ll enjoy watching you two get acquainted. You tell me when I am allowed to join the party, okay?”
“Oh, I will make it abundantly clear when I am ready to have you join us baby… abundantly clear.”
It was an anxious six or seven minutes in our room waiting for my ebony lover to arrive. For a moment I thought, ‘what if he changed his mind? What if he decided to just go home? What if Harris decided he did not want to make love to me under the lustful gaze of my husband?’
I realized that I wanted this now. I wanted to make love to this gorgeous, young, black Adonis while my husband watched. I had to admit that I would be enormously disappointed if Harris did not show up as planned.
I felt my heart leap as I heard the lock on our door click. I could not help smiling broadly like a schoolgirl in love as Harris entered the room. I motioned for Aaron to sit on the two person loveseat in the corner and watch quietly as I approached my black lover.
Harris made a polite nod towards Aaron, acknowledging him before placing his fingers under my chin and raising my face to his. Our kiss was long and passionate. I wrapped my arms around his neck and opened my mouth. He caressed my breast, teasing my erect nipple as our tongues played tag, dancing together with our mouths open.
He reached down, and slowly untied the straps holding my wrap-around skirt in place, allowing my skirt to fall to the floor. I was now naked from the waist down. My shaven pussy and bare bottom were exposed for his viewing. I am not certain why, but wearing only the thin silk blouse made me feel more exposed and far more vulnerable than if I was completely naked. I felt like I had been dressed to expose and accentuate my private parts.
Harris ran his right hand up between my thighs. He separated my labia with his fingers and found the opening of my vagina. He then slid his fingers up gently massaging my very sensitive clitoris. I moaned into his mouth as I sucked his tongue.
Harris broke off our kiss and looking at Aaron, said, “Your wife is very, very wet, my friend…very wet.”
Aaron quipped back, “I’m pretty sure that you are to blame for that, isn’t he baby?”
I used Harris’s broad shoulders to help balance myself as I squatted slightly to give him better access to my pussy and moaned, “Uh huh. He sure is.. .it’s all his fault.”
Harris paused and stepped back. He smiled admiringly as he studied my legs and vulva and said, “My god, you are beautiful.”
I stood there, blushing under his gaze. I lowered my eyes, too embarrassed to look him in the face as he studied my near naked form. I watched as he unbuttoned his shirt and kicked off his shoes. He tossed his clothing, carelessly, on the chair at the desk. He quickly stripped down to a pair of black briefs.
His muscular chest looked as if it was chiseled from stone. His abdomen was flat and rippled. I was taken by his large muscular thighs and buttocks. His was gorgeous. But the size of the large bulge in his black briefs was both intimidating and intoxicating.
Harris stepped forward and looked deeply into my eyes. He slowly unbuttoned my blouse and slipped it off my shoulders. His gaze conveyed attraction, admiration and perhaps even adoration. I felt sexy and desirable. My young lover was making me feel like a goddess.
Harris leaned forward and kissed me again. I instinctively reached down and slipped my hand inside his overstuffed underwear and fumbled to free his cock. Harris lowered his briefs and kicked them aside, leaving them on the floor. My lover and I were both naked now.
I was amazed at his size and girth. His rigid erection poked straight out. Unlike Aaron’s six and a half inch penis, which stood straight up when erect, this eight or nine inch monster seemed too heavy to stand up. It seemed that its size held it down slightly, keeping it more horizontal.
Very tentatively, I slowly allowed my fingers to encircle the dark shaft. I could barely get my tiny little hand around it. It felt strangely smooth, and very heavy in my hand. I was intrigued with the coloring as well as the size of this huge cock. It was not really black, but a deep, deep shade of purple. It was a shade of purple that I had not seen before, and it was strangely beautiful to me. The enormous head was slightly lighter in color than the shaft. It looked almost like a deep shade of pink.
Without releasing my grip on his erection, I led him to the bed. Sitting in front of my black Adonis. I studied my new lover’s large, black cock. I stroked it up and down a few times before leaning forward and kissing the pinkish-purple glans. The opening of his urethra glistened with moisture, indicating a trace seepage of semen was already leaking out due to his arousal. I traced my tongue across the tiny slit, tasting the slight seepage.
I looked up and said, “You are a very big man. I don’t know if this will fit inside me.”
I kissed the large head again, before opening my mouth taking the sensitive glans into my mouth. It actually hurt my jaw to have to open my mouth wide enough to take just the head inside.
“Anne, I promise you, we’ll go slow,” he assured me.
I glanced over at Aaron and mouthed, “I love you. Thank you for allowing me do this.”
I wanted to let him know I was fully engaged now. I was now a willing participant. I wanted this as much as Aaron did. With just the large bulbous head in my mouth, I glanced at my husband in the corner. He was slowly stroking his cock through his pants. I wondered what emotions he was feeling at this moment.
My voice quaked nervously as I said, “Harris, this is the largest cock I have ever seen. I really do not know if I can take that thing.”
Harris pulled away from me and laid on the bed on his back, and said, “You get on top. That way you can control the action.”
For a brief moment, I considered asking him to use a condom. But I decided not to. I was on the pill and for some reason, the thought of taking my new lover bareback, allowing him to cum inside me had a strange appeal. I knew it was silly and stupid, but Harris seemed so educated, intelligent and professional that I felt that it was safe to take him unprotected. As I write this, I realize how irrational that sounds, but I was intoxicated with alcohol and lust at the moment and was not really thinking too clearly.
I nodded and climbed over and straddled Harris.
I glanced over at Aaron and saw that he now had his erection out and was slowly pumping it as he watched his wanton wife prepare to be fucked. “Baby, this is a very big man… he’s going to stretch your wife’s tiny pussy to its limits… God, I love you.”
“I love you too, baby… Thank you for doing this,” was his only response.
Balancing my tiny frame with my left hand resting on Harris’s muscular chest, I leaned forward. Reaching between my thighs, I took a hold of the massive tool with my free right hand.
I was scared and excited. I was still apprehensive that my tiny vagina could accommodate his girth or length. Yes, I had given birth, twice. But this was very different. I was scared. As I touched the cockhead to my opening, I was amazed at how very wet I was.
Once I had him lined up at my opening, I felt him arch his hips slightly and the head pressed into me about an inch.
“Wait, not too fast. Don’t hurt me,” I cautioned as the thick ridge of his head was just past the outer ring of my opening. I felt stretched open and full.
I was trying to adjust to the first few inches which just inside my opening, when I caught our reflection in the large mirror over the hotel’s dresser. Harris and I were quite a sight. The contrast of my slender white frame astride his ebony muscular build was stark. With approximately two inches of his erection inside my vaginal opening, the six inches of thick cock that remained outside my pussy looked sexy and scary. The head throbbed inside me as I tried to adjust to its girth. The scene was more erotic than anything I had ever seen
I raised up a bit and tried to lower myself down further; a loud gasp escaped my lips as I felt my vagina being wedged open and stretched wide again. Despite my arousal, I still needed time to adjust to the massive length and thickness. I tried to lower myself down on him further, but the pain was too intense. I had to stop. I was struggling to lower myself down on this massive erect penis. I only had about three inches in me, but it was stretching me too far and too fast.
I looked at Harris and said, “I don’t know if I can do this. You’re so big.”
Harris reached up and took my right breast in his hand and caressed it, and said, “You can do this. Just work it slowly. Just relax and go slowly.”
Harris remained motionless. I could feel each pulse of his penis as he lay there, on his back, allowing me to adjust.
Harris said, “Anne, don’t move… let yourself adjust. Give yourself a chance to open up. Just hold still…”
He obviously had experience with women needing time to adjust to his girth and length, and he knew to be patient and reassuring.
I held myself motionless, nearly half of his large penis inside, and half outside my tightly stretched vagina. After fifteen or twenty seconds, the pain subsided, and was replaced with a sense of fullness that was not unpleasant. Every time Harris flexed his cock, it stretched me, causing me to let out a high pitched squeal.
“Are you okay?” Harris asked with obvious concern.
“I think so. I think I’ll be okay. I just need to go slowly,” I said, my voice trembling with a combination of fear and excitement. I did want to do this. I wanted to do it for me, and for Harris. And if I am honest, I wanted to do this for Aaron, too. I wanted him to see his wife fuck the biggest cock he could imagine.
I slowly raised myself about two inches, and ever so carefully, I lowered myself down again. I seemed to have gained a half inch or so. I repeated the motion; raising myself up and lowering myself as far as I could without experiencing pain. This time I was sure of it; I had taken him deeper inside me, without the searing pain.
“Oh shit, he’s going into me,” I exclaimed, my voice cracking with excitement. I began to believe I could do this.
I raised and lowered myself slowly, yet again, at Harris’s encouragement, taking myself a half an inch deeper with each cycle. I glanced over at the mirror and saw there was three inches of ‘unused cock’ remaining outside of me.
“Oh baby, you’re doing it… shit, you are so sexy… God, I love to see you like this…” Aaron encouraged.
I felt the huge rigid cockhead deep inside me, pressing firmly against the front wall of my vagina. Squatting astride Harris like I was, I was forcing his cock into me at a very different angle than when Aaron usually fucks me. In this position, the head of his cock was forced against my front vaginal wall, and this excited me tremendously.
The large glans of his penis had found my g-spot. I was able to grind down on him and force the pressure into my g-spot. The fullness had aroused me like never before. I knew there was little question in my mind, I was going to cum soon; I could feel it building inside me.
Harris was rocking his hips now, stroking in and out of me, but he was careful not to impale me with too much too quickly. He was obviously used to allowing women to come to grips with his size slowly.
“Oh baby, he is so far inside me… shit, his cock is all the way up to here,” I hissed as I pointed to my belly just below my navel. “Your wife’s pussy will never be the same.”
I do not know why, but I wanted Aaron to know exactly what was happening inside me. After all, this was his birthday present.
My black lover was now fucking my pussy. I raised up and pulled most of him out of me, I looked down and could see a thin creamy coating covering the first six or seven inches of his shaft, displaying precisely how much of his massive cock I had been able to accommodate to this point.
The milky white coating was quite distinctive against the deep purple-black color of his large erection. It looked like someone had painted the first six or seven inches of this thick black cock with a thin coating of heavy cream. I had never noticed the white milky lubrication from my vagina on Aaron’s cock. I assumed the dark contrast of Harris’s skin color made my feminine lubrication much more obvious now.
But the fact that the last one to two inches of Harris’s cock did not display any trace signs of my juice told me precisely how much of this huge penis was being unused; and how much more of Harris I needed to accommodate if I was going to claim I took all of him. The distinctive milky white line of demarcation told me precisely how much of this large black cock I had allowed to penetrate me. This was a very erotic and very arousing sight.
“Oh, baby, do you see my cream on his cock? I’m creaming all over him. Your wife is being a very bad girl tonight…” I moaned.
I lowered myself back down, but I simply could not take him deeper. He was striking against my inner organs, he would not fit. He was just too long. Harris pulled me forward, pressing my breasts against his chest and began to fuck me while he held me tightly. With each stroke, he would grind the head of his penis into my g-spot.
I started rocking my hips, grinding my clitoris against his rigid shaft as he slid in and out of me. My arousal continued to build. I felt my orgasm building inside of me, and my movements became faster and more dramatic. “Oh shit, I am going cum.”
I started fucking Harris with a passion, pushing myself down as far as I could, grinding the head of his penis deep inside me. Suddenly, I felt my vagina spasm and open up. A gush of my secretions squirted out of me, soaking Harris’s abdomen.
Moaning loudly, I came violently, with a large and long series of convulsions rocking my tiny frame. Harris was pushing up against me with each thrust.
“Oh God, I am cumming. Oh, don’t stop… fuck me hard… just like that… just like that…oh fuck…don’t stop…oh God…” I cried out as I pushed down to meet Harris’s upward thrusts. The head of his cock was buried deep in my abdomen.
As I came, Harris arched his hips up, fully impaling me, I felt a surge of pain mixed with intense pleasure as his cock pulsed deep inside of me. Harris hugged me tightly, holding me against his chest as his loins stiffened. I heard him grunt as a series of spasms quaked through his body. I knew he was ejaculating. I could feel his penis throbbing deep inside me, shooting ropes of his sperm into my pussy.
We lay there panting, our sweaty chests sliding against each other as we tried to resume normal breathing I contracted my vagina, as I attempted to milk his penis with my pussy. I lay across Harris’s chest panting in a post orgasmic bliss. I was sweating, and panting. Leaning forward, I kissed his nipples and chest in gratitude.
Kissing his chest, I clenched my vagina and hugged Harris’s cock which pulsed inside me in response. I loved the slow rhythmic throbbing of his large penis as it emptied the final few drops of semen inside me after my powerful orgasm.
We lay coupled together for a minute or two, savoring our slow descent from the bliss of a climax before I kissed him and whispered, “I think I need to give my husband his reward now,” as I tried to lift myself off his large erection.
But Harris held me in place and continued to hug me, my breasts pressed against his muscular chest.
Harris announced to both Aaron and me, “I think that’s an excellent idea… Anne, have you ever thought about making love to two men at the same time? …Aaron, go grab some lotion from the bathroom.”
I was confused. What the hell did Harris have in mind?
Harriss’s cock remained fully erect, pulsing inside me. Aaron, raced to the bathroom, stripping his clothes off as he went. He returned, naked, seconds later with a small container of hotel issued hand lotion, his cock swaying wildly in front of him as he raced back,
“Aaron, lube up her bottom… I think Anne needs to experience both of us together,” Harris instructed.
Pure panic surged through my core as I realized what Harris intended…yet, remembering how it felt when Aaron fingered my backside recently, part of me wondered if it was even possible.
“Oh honey, I don’t think I can…” I protested weakly.
Coming Soon – Chapter 5 – My first double penetration
A special thank you to Don and Lisa whose proofreading, editing and suggestions have greatly improved the quality of this series
