The Audrey Blake Experience
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We slept late, if you could call it sleeping. We just went from napping to fucking to napping again until morning when we both fell asleep hard. When I woke up the sun was shining bright, high in the sky, and Javon's arm and leg were wrapped around me, holding me close. My pussy was an absolute mess, my ass and thighs sticky and wet.
“C'mon, baby. Lets shower,” I cooed as I wiggled around against him and kissed him. He drowsily responded okay as we dragged ourselves out of the bed.
We finally woke up in the shower, the steaming hot water feeling so delightful. He soaped me all over: my breasts, my belly, between my legs, my thighs, my big butt; and I soaped his muscular chest, his rippled abs and, of course, that lovely dick, balls and thighs. I soaped up his strong muscular ass, down between those cheeks to fondle his nuts.
It was kind of like foreplay, but it was really just getting to know one another's bodies better and better, learning to enjoy one another in more than just a sexual way, learning to connect in our spirits. Kissing and fondling each other under the steamy hot water, we talked about how good we felt, how wonderful it was to be together. When he slipped one hand onto the side of my neck, and put the other on top of my head, pushing me down, I didn't have to be told what to do.
When he pulled me to my feet and kissed me, lots and lots of busy tongue, I felt so great, so sexy, so loved. Turning off the shower, he sat me on the edge of the tub and snatched my razor off of the sink, touching me up between the legs. I'd done a pretty good job of shaving, but he could see the few places I'd missed and he slicked me up quick. Kissing me, he put a dollop of safflower oil from Jack's bottle on the back of the toilet and rubbed it on his palm, then slowly rubbed it into my sensitive freshly bare skin. I felt so sexy. Then he laid me back on the bed and spent several minutes licking and nibbling on my fresh pussy lips and my throbbing little clit.
We were both ready to fuck again, but I looked at him with a smirk and said, “Why don't we go eat something first? You know, to keep up our strength.” He laughed and agreed he was hungry too. About then, we smelled coffee. Jack must be here. As I grabbed Javon's shirt off of the floor and put it on, he slipped into a pair of my husband's boxers and told me to put on panties. He led me downstairs by the hand like a conquering hero.
Jack was already in uniform and ready to go to work. He'd put on coffee and made pancakes and sausage for us. “Mornin',” he cheerily greeted us. “Thought you all might want something to eat sooner or later.” I smiled at him, but wrapped myself around Javon's strong black arm. “Enjoy. I have to get going. I think my driver just pulled up.”
Javon, just told him thanks for the food and turned to go to the breakfast table. Jack walked right up to me, and gave me a peck on the cheek. Bye, honey. Love you.” And he was gone.
Doing my best to act like nothing had happened, I went to the fridge to get some butter and syrup, and brought them and the food to the table. “They're still hot. The butter should melt fine,” I told him brightly. Javon just stared at me, his face expressionless.
“I thought this was going to be my weekend,” he said flatly as I fixed us each a plate.
“You know it is, Javon. We've been fucking like horny teenagers! And I'm not even close to done taking that big black dick,” I smiled.
“So why did you let him kiss you? You let him feel you up, didn't you?”
“What?” I replied, surprised. “No, I didn't.” I took a bite but he kept glowering at me. “I mean he did kiss me, more like gave me a peck on the cheek, but I didn't let him feel me up. He didn't even touch me,” I defended myself. “I mean...,” I thought fast, “his hand might have brushed against my panties, but only accidentally. I didn't feel a thing. He wasn't trying to feel me up. I'm sure.”
Javon softened a bit, but I could tell he was still pissed. “Listen baby,” he told me slowly, seriously. I put down my fork. “When you're with me, you're with me. You don't do nothin' with nobody unless I tell you you can, unless I tell you to do it.” He took a bite. “Understand?”
“Sure, baby. I'm sorry,” I told him. “I'm so sorry I made you feel bad. Maybe you'll let me suck your dick to make up for it?” I asked hopefully. He smiled and began eating as I slipped to the floor, pulled down his boxers and started having my breakfast sausage!
“Lick my balls too,” he told me. He came in my mouth and made me swallow his sperm. Just out of the shower, he tasted pretty nice.
“Now I'm really full of you,” I giggled, “from both ends.”
***
I was rinsing the dishes and sipping orange juice and marvelling at the way it tasted in a spermy mouth, when the phone rang. My mom was all bright and cheery, telling me how much she loved me and missed me, not very well disguising the fact that she was calling to check on me. Did I get the bank statement showing my dad's deposit yet? When were my classes starting? How was Jack doing? On duty over a long weekend? That's crazy. He works too much.
She was about to change subjects when Javon called to me from the other room, “Get in here, penis breath! I need some pussy!”
“Who was that?” my mom asked. My heart sank. I could do nothing but lie and hope against hope that she hadn't been able to make out what he'd said, exactly.
“Oh,” I hesitated a little too long, shushing Javon. “That's Mike, our neighbor. You know, Carolyn's husband? He just stopped by to borrow Jack's bike.” Lame, I knew, but it was all I could think of in the panic of the moment. Fortunately, my mom talks but doesn't listen. She was just biding time until she could ask me what she called to ask.
“Listen honey, we're planning to come out and visit you."
“Oh?” I asked, knowing that would be a long drive and would take them away from home and the animals and all for a long time. “Can you be away long enough to make it worth while?”
“Actually, Burton is going to fly us out there. He and Maggie will come along cause we'd all like to see you and maybe get up to see Churchill Downs.” I knew our family friend, Burton, had been a bomber pilot in the service and now ran a successful company, meaning he operated his own private plane. “Brock's thinking of running for mayor and is thinking of taking some of his supporters to Louisville for the Derby.”
“So when would this be?” I asked, my mind going a mile a minute, wondering how long I'd have to cover up everything here, host them, and get them on their way. “Jack doesn't have much leave built up so he might not be able to do a lot with us.”
She gave me a date, a Friday three weeks away, with their departure the following Sunday. I told her I'd check with Jack and get back to her, but that it would be really exciting to see them. Suddenly I felt these black hands running up under my shirt from behind and squeezing my tits, as a pair of thick black lips kissed my neck. “We'd love to take you out for a couple of nice dinners and just see how you're doing on feathering your little love nest,” she said. I gulped at that turn of phrase. When Javon ran his hand down my panties, I hurried to say goodbye and hang up.
Only then did I realized we'd have to meet them at the post airport and drive them around in our tiny car. Hmmm. Lots of details would have to be worked out. But that could wait. I turned around and kissed my black lover, his shirt and my panties quickly hitting the floor, and snuggled into him.
Javon and I lounged on the sofa with a game on TV. I started talking about how much fun we're having and how this could go on for a while, but we both know it can't continue forever because I'm married. He just held me close stroking my pussy as I went on. “You know my family's coming to visit so I have to act like nothing weird—specifically what's actually happening—is happening.” Javon listens, but he isn't happy, I can sense it.
“Then I want more time with you before they get here,” he says softly in my ear. “I want you to be with me more, lots more. Honestly, I want you to be with me all the time.”
“Javon,” I pause sucking in a breath, “I don't know if I can do that.”
“You could if you wanted to,” he says matter-of-factly.
“But Javon, baby, it's hard for me.”
He pulls my face to his, looking into my eyes. “Ains, baby, I love you. I've been falling in love with you from the first, and now I love you. And I know you love me too. I could see it in your eyes when you were sucking my dick. You wouldn't do that for a man you didn't love, especially a black man.”
“Please, Javon,” I told him, tearing up. “I have to think.”
“Fine bitch, you think,” he spits out, grabbing me roughly by the arm and dragging me upstairs. He pushes me down on the bed, pulls me up on my knees and starts fucking me hard, rough, mean. Even when his black hands clamped onto my hips are hurting me, I can't help orgasming. I keep up with him, rocking my hips under him. My submissive sobs melt into quiet little whimpers as he ejaculates into me
“I just told you I'm in love with you, and I am. I know youre in love with me, baby,”he breathes hotly into my ear as he lays on top of me. “I want you to tell me you're in love with me too. You know it's true, so just say it.”
“Oh Javon, you know I love fucking you so much and don't want to stop getting all the delicious love you're giving me, but I'm married. I made my promise to my husband a little over three months ago. If I ignore that promise, what good would any new promise be?” Javon rolled off of me and lay beside me staring at the ceiling. “I love being loved by you, baby, but please be patient with me. I have to talk to my husband about this.”
“Ainsely, I'm going to fuck that promise out of you,” he said as he pulled me on top of him for another round.
***
What kept me awake all night long was the sure knowledge that my beautiful young wife was getting her ass screwed off by this pushy black guy. He was polite enough when he greeted me when they got back to the house from Louisville. I'd busted my ass to make everything perfect for them, but he was crystal clear that he wanted me out of there and that he wasn't about to let me even see Ainsely, let alone kiss her goodbye. He told me she was upstairs dressing for him so I should just leave.
Riding out into one of the open training areas, setting up my own campsite and sleeping in my mountain bag proved to be oddly therapeutic. It felt good to be back out under the stars, feeling like I was in control of everything, ready for anything that could come at me. I didn't get to the range much, but was pretty confident of my ability with my personal 1911, somewhat extra-legally kept in my apartment. Nothing was going to happen out there, but it just made me feel good to be away from all the social activism that my life had been turning into.
At first I felt guilty coming back home the next morning, very fearful of what I might find. Would Javon and Ainsely be fucking on the living room floor? But I needed to get a decent uniform for duty, so I did it. They were sound asleep, actually like dead to the world, in our bed. I washed up and shaved in the bathroom, dressed in a good clean uniform, packed an overnight bag and head down to the kitchen. I was making myself something to eat when I heard the shower going upstairs. Hoping against hope, I made some more breakfast for them and put on coffee.
When they finally came down, Ainsely was glowingly happily. I couldn't help frowning to see her wearing his shirt. I told her I had to get going, but gave her a quick kiss on the cheek on the way out. She looked surprised, but didn't say anything. So for the rest of the weekend, that kiss was all I had to keep me warm as they say—for two days! Or.. longer?
By Saturday night, duty was as boring as ever. It's always that way.. unless it's not. You're sitting there dozing in an office chair one minute, and the next you're scrambling to get some OD-ing kid to the hospital or breaking up a fight in barracks. Then you go back to dozing for hours on end with nothing but fuck-mags to distract you, struggling to stay awake in case the higher up SDO tries to bust you for sleeping on duty.
This particular Saturday night proved not only to be less boring, but most informative. Captain Joe, my company CO came wandering in wearing shorts and a t-shirt and poured himself coffee. I was on high alert. Why would he show up here, especially on the Saturday night of a four day weekend? He wasn't drunk, but it's apparent that he's had a drink or two. Seemed innocuous enough when he told me he just wants some coffee and a place to hide out for a while.
“So, you must be on pins and needles knowing what your little wifey is up to tonight,” he said. I was stunned that he would even know, let alone say something. Smiling at my uncomfortable expression, he continued. “C'mon, Jack. Don't be shy. Everyone knows she's fucking Javon. I mean why else would you have volunteered for back to back duty over a four day weekend?”
Listen, relax. You're not the first guy this has happened to, or by any means the only. Not even in this company! He said you probably don't know about all this yet but you'll figure it out in time. I'm here tonight because my wife is doing the same thing yours is. The only difference is she's with three of them."
I was speechless, letting the shock sink in.
"That's right, sweet little roly poly Maria as been a coal burner since before we got married. She's been dating and fucking black guys since she was a good little Catholic girl in high school back in Jersey. I knew it when we got married. It's one of the things I liked about her. So I guess I'm a lot more messed up than you. The guys she's with tonight all know about Javon and your wife. All these black guys know which wives to go after and work kind of like a team.
My Maria's three lovers are all NCOs in a transportation company across post that we met soon after we got stationed her. She got hit on by one of them, then the other two and she's been taking a yard of black dick ever since. I just wanted you to know you're not the only one around here. That might make it a little easier to take."
***
I woke up before Javon. He looked so peaceful sleeping soundly, especially after how angry he'd looked the last time he fucked me. How could my heart not melt at the sweet countenance I was looking upon. His black dick, longer than my husband's flaccid, was laying across his belly. I kissed it, watching his face. No reaction. I licked it, a nice long lick. No reaction, so I just settled down between his legs and started kissing and licking his balls, letting my hand flutter lightly up and down the length of his growing erection.
When his eyes flickered open, he smiled and told me, “I love you.”
“I know,” I told him, “and I'm going to prove to you how happy that makes me.” With those words I went to work on his balls in earnest, sucking the wrinkled hairy black skin of his sack into my mouth, sucking in one ball after the other, licking all around them and not minding the stink of his sweat and our sex, in fact enjoying the nasty feeling it gave me to be sucking him. His dick grew and stiffened and was soon standing straight up.
“I guess that's for me,” I said, licking up the shaft, momentarily sucking the head, and then crawling up his body and straddling it. I pulled it to my hole and lowered myself onto him, as slowly, sensuously as I could. As I took him in, I started wiggling my hips playfully to ease him in all the way. Leaning over, my breasts on his muscular chest, I kissed him and teased, “Balls deep. Isn't that what you want?”
***
My black man fucked me over and over for the next two days, with only brief respites to eat, drink or rest. He'd told me before how perfect we were for each other, how perfectly we fit together. Now he proved it. Despite our being in the throws of passion, of lust, I studied just how perfectly our bodies aligned with one another. How our mouths lined up for kissing. How our bellies slipped against one another as we fucked. How his chest and my breasts just melted together, how my thighs connected with his hips. He told me repeatedly that he loved me, that he'd fallen completely in love with me. And I believed every word of it.
My sweet, kind, loving, innocent, naive husband stayed the fuck out of the way just like he'd promised to, and boy was I glad for that each time another orgasm wracked my being from my center on out. My twenty year old mind was so flooded with black man sex and the physical pleasures of it, my judgment was probably not at it's highest level ever.
All he wanted, it seemed to me, was to make me cum, love me endlessly, and hear me tell him I loved him too. I had been so sure that I couldn't tell him I loved him. That I was married and telling him that, despite all we'd done, would be some sort of special, over-the-line, irretrievable betrayal of my marriage vows. In hind sight, that seems hopelessly naive, but at the time it was a brick wall for me. I didn't release my firm hold on that conviction. I couldn't.
Monday afternoon, Javon was fucking me to another wonderful, lovely, delicious orgasm, the kind that rocked my whole world and took over my body, mind and soul. As I was cumming in me for the umpteenth time that weekend, he told me, “I love you Ainsely. And you love me too.” Hearing those words, I realized it was true. “Say it, baby.”
“I love..” I stammered, “Oh Javon, you know you're the best thing that ever happened to me. And you know I want you to say what you want me to say. But please, baby, please my sweet Javon, be patient with me a little while longer. Let me talk to my husband. I want to be able to tell you what you want to hear. You really do know my heart. But please understand how hard this is for me and how important it is for me to work it out. I love.. being with you; I love fucking you; I love everything about you. Can't that just be enough for this moment?”
He kept fucking me, but his expression grew hard. Even as I felt him ejaculating into me, I could tell he wasn't happy with me at all, and that crushed me.
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