Samantha s Journey To Discovery With Her Roommate
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I was a forty-six year old trophy wife, even if I do say so myself. I work out three to five days a week to stay fit. I am five-feet-four inches tall and I have a 36D 28 34 body shape. My husband is a senior vice-president for a Fortune 500 company and he travels a lot.
Recently he left on one of his week long trips. I decided to visit my son, Mike, at his college where he is a senior. I took a hotel room near his apartment. He and his roommate talked me into going drinking with them.
His roommate is also a senior and a linebacker on the football team. A backup, but still a very fit six-feet-four inch block of muscle. His skin is black as night and he has long dread locks. He is named Devon.
Devon and my son had been roommates since their freshman year, and Devon had been to our house several times so I didn’t hesitate to go with them. I should also mention right here that I am somewhat of a showoff. I worked hard to maintain my figure and am very proud of it. As a result I dress to show it off.
That night I wore a black, long-sleeved one piece mini dress. It was low cut, showing cleavage. My underwear was a black lace thong and bra. I also wore thigh-high felt boots with five inch stiletto heels. Like I said, I am a showoff. My son was used to me dressing this way since I had all his life. My husband likes it as well.
We went to a typical college bar with cheap beer, a large variety of shots, etcetera. There were a couple of assholes in the bar but one look from my son and especially from Devon made them back off bothering me. We kept drinking beer and doing shots. Not a single one of the three of us was feeling pain.
My son, however, was getting way too drunk. So we decided to head back to their place and then I would go to my hotel. Between Devon and I we carried Mike to the cab. Once inside, though, I had Mike sit next to the window to get air, putting me between him and Devon. It was tight back there and it never dawned on me to sit in the front.
I wasn't completely drunk but my resistance was low. That's how I like to be. So I couldn't resist teasing Devon about something I knew about him. If I wasn't half bombed out of my gourd I might have never brought it up.
“So, tell me Devon, why did you feel the need to fuck your girlfriend's roommate, Tina, in the ass?” His face gave me a good chuckle. He was stunned.
“Shit, Mrs. P how did you know that?”
Giggling, “Especially when Jane walked in catching you?”
"Who the fuck told you that? Did Mike?”
“No, sweetie, Mike never said a word. If you tell me why you did it I will tell you how I know!”
As I said, I was very drunk, so the whole time I was leaning into him, breasts mashed on his arm. He also had a great view down my dress to my cleavage. He started squirming and I thought it was because I was making him feel uncomfortable about my questions. He was uncomfortable but the questions were not the reason.
“Shit. Okay. Deal. Because Jane wouldn't let me fuck her in the ass! Now who told you?”
I laughed, “Her mom, she is my best friend. You didn't know that? You met her while visiting us.” He laughed and admitted he didn't.
Before anything more could be said we arrived at their apartment. We carried Mike to the stairs and to the second floor, into his apartment and onto his bed. Then we two headed out to the living room. I was getting ready to call a Uber ride when Devon asked, “What else did Mrs. Jennings say? I got the feeling she didn't like me.”
“Well, you are right, Claire didn't. I stuck up for you but she claimed she never trusted you. She also said she felt you were always checking her out even with her daughter there. I told her I knew you weren't but I never told her why I knew it.”
“Oh, really, and how did you know?”
“Because you never checked me out," I cried, "and I am hotter than Claire, Jane, and her roommate!”
Devon got this smile on his face. It was an arrogant smile. But, aggressive arrogant men always turn me on! “Well, I was checking her out... In fact, when Jane snuck into my room when I was at their house I thought of her mom as Jane sucked me off.”
Being slightly drunk disabled some filters I had and one was the fact that I was now pissed and insulted. “Wait, I am hotter than her and you have never checked me out!” I was totally not realizing I was speeding blindly onto dangerous grounds.
I fully expected him to tell me I was hot, which would have satisfied me, but I think he knew that. Instead he came back, “Well, you think so but I have seen Jane and Tina naked. I have also seen Mrs. Jennings in a bikini but you… Well, you have always been dressed.”
I was standing there in thigh-high, high-heeled boots, in a tight, low cut dress, and he was saying this! I was pissed, but instead of being mad, I felt slighted. “I do so have a better body," I yelled, "and my face is three times better than theirs."
“I will agree on the face but, like I said, I haven’t seen your body," he responded.
I raised my arms and spun around. “Come on, look,” I told him.
His calmness and cocky nonchalance were infuriating me. “What will it take to prove it?” Booze can really wipe out filters.
“Let me see your body.”
“Strip for you?” I asked.
As calm, and in my tipsy state, as reasonable as anyone could be, I heard him say, “Well, if you think about it, what is a bikini but bra and panties. Pretend we are at the pool and take off your dress.”
Due to my limited brain capacity that sounded totally reasonable to me. “Okay, but you owe me an apology when you see I am right.” I peeled my dress up over my head.. I was now standing in front of a muscular, tall, twenty-two year old black man in nothing but bra, thong, and thigh high boots.
He walked over to me. “Raise your hands up over your head so I can get a good look. Stand still,” and he circled me like a shark. I began to get very aroused, nipples getting hard.
“Okay, you are hotter than Mrs. Jennings.”
“And Jane and Tina too,” I cried out.
“Sorry I can't give you that. I have seen them naked. Tell you what, take off your bra.” I hesitated “Are you scared? I thought you were so sure you were hotter."
He wasn't saying it in a mocking way... Just calm, matter of fact, with a hint of disappointment. In other words he was playing me like a drunken fiddle. "Oh, well," he sighed.
Well, I couldn't let that go. “Okay, but you can never tell anyone.” He nodded, so I undid my bra and let my heavy firm breasts free. The skin was tanned bronze with no tan lines. My areolas were about an one inch in diameter and my even darker brown nipples one third of an inch long. Outstanding breasts if I do say so myself.
“Arms up,” he ordered.
I raised my arms and in an instant he had one of his massive hands pinning both of mine over my head to the wall behind me. His free hand wrapped around a breast, kneading it, “Devon," I protested.
“You want to win don’t you?” Well, of course I did, so I just nodded. As he kneaded I realized that it felt damn good and I was getting wet. He kept squeezing and soon had the nipple between his thumb and forefinger, pinching it so hard it hurt. Instead of stopping him I felt my knees go weak and I moaned. He was towering over me by seven inches, even in my heels.
My eyes closed and my mouth hung open. Then in a fast smooth move, his hand left my breasts and slid into my thong. His finger was up in my wet shaven pussy before I realized what was happening. His beefy finger felt bigger than some cocks I have had in me. I am by no means faithful and am not a size queen. I like all cock. Small cocks can make you come as hard as big ones if the owner is talented. I have had huge cocks where the owner thinks his size will do all the work and that is just wrong. However, nothing beats a big cock and an owner who can use it right.
He pushed up into me and curled it hitting just the right spot. My knees buckled but his finger acting like a hook held me up. Then he started working it.
“You are right. You are hotter than all three. But now you have to show me you can be hotter.” I was in no condition to protest. I was so close to cumming I couldn't say no to anything.
He pulled his finger out, turned me to their bar, and demanded, “Get me a beer,” and slapped my ass hard. I love being spanked and love having my tits abused so he was hitting on all cylinders. I purred to the bar and got him a beer. A slutty waitress. The heels of my boots clicking on their wood floor, with naked breasts and thonged ass.
Devon went and sat in the middle of the couch and waited for me. When I got there he opened the beer. “Now, Mrs. P, is the talent portion. Take my cock out and show me what you can do.” I actually hesitated. “Come on, Mrs. P, you have come this far...why stop.”
I really didn’t want to “lose” our contest, so I knelt between his legs and undid his pants. I slid his big black cock out. He was nine inches long. My husband is ten but Devon’s was as thick as a cock gets. His huge hands gripped either side of my head and guided my mouth to his cock. My head was reeling with the booze and the lust overwhelming me. I felt my mouth open as the mushroom cock head entered my mouth.
He kept slowly pulling me down on it. I opened my throat and took it. I took it all. “Oh, fuck, Mrs. P, you are a real cock sucker! The girls couldn’t take me!” He started sliding my head up and down his cock. I only gagged a little when it was all the way in. Quickly I was sucking him myself. His black cock stretching my mouth and throat. After a few moments I realized he was not holding my head. I looked up at him and saw he was taking pictures with his phone. I didn’t even slow down sucking.
“Lick my balls, Mrs. P,” which I immediately did. After a couple of moments I switched back to his cock. “Stand up, Mrs. P." Obeying, he then took a couple pics of me standing in my boots and thong. “Take off the thong...” I peeled it down revealing my wet shaven pussy. More pics. “Lay on your back and spread your legs.” I did so.
“Now play with yourself.” I started masturbating, moaning as he took pics. Soon I came and it was all recorded on his phone. He then laid down on top of me and guided his cock into my pussy. I let out a deep guttural groan of mixed pain and pleasure. I wrapped my boot clad legs around his waist and start humping him back. As he pumped in and out he then pinned my hands over my head with one hand, again, the other kneading my breasts like earlier.
“OH FUCK YES...YOUR PUSSY IS BETTER...FUCK...I LOVE YOUR TIGHT MARRIED CUNT!” I found that as he talked nastier it turned me on more. His ebony body dwarfing my white one. His strength dominating me. I soon began to cum yet again. When that orgasm subsided he flipped me onto my hands and knees. “One test left.” I had no idea what he was talking about.
Before I could ask what he meant I felt that cock pressing my asshole! I reached back to stop him and he slapped my side boob with a meaty open hand. The pain was terrible and sent a wave a heat to my pussy. My elbows buckled. I went boob and face first into the floor, ass in the air.
He grabbed my hips and began to push again, his cock only lubed with my pussy juice and his pre-cum stretching my ass. He began to pump. I was grunting continuous noises. Shaking my head, after about ten minutes he exploded into my ass.
“Tomorrow Mike has class in the morning then goes straight from class to work until five. I will be at your hotel room at ten a.m. Be wearing only the boots.” Guess that means I won!
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