Prim And Proper... - Chapter 1 free porn video

I teach math at an inner city school whose racial composition is primarily African-American. I've been teaching there for the last five years. I enjoy my job even though there are trying times with a student once in awhile. I have earned the respect of almost all of my students by just being a good teacher. Every year the students that graduate pass the word down to the next class to respect me and not to misbehave in my class. That I'm on their side. I appreciate my students and I really believe they do like me and want to learn what I have to teach them.

I'm a thirty-seven year old woman. My name is Maria Talent, and my husband is a Navy Commander and is the Skipper of a Boomer. That means he is the Commanding Officer of a nuclear ballistic missile submarine. He'll spend about two and a half months at sea before returning to shore for a month. Our life has been this way since I married him ten years ago. At first I missed him so much, but then as the years passed I became used to it. I just devote more time to my students, trying to aid them in their learning.

I want to give you a more in depth knowledge of my youth. I want you understand why I am the way I am and how my story is almost incredible to me. I was born to parents whose parents came to America from Italy and landed at Ellis Island. My grandparents were very strict Catholics and raised my mother and father to obey all church teachings. I remember grandma kissing the priest's ring whenever she saw him.

Consequently, I was raised the same way, strict and total obedience to church law. I didn't know any better and I believed everything taught to me. I attended Catholic school from kindergarten through college. I'm not complaining, the education was good. It just left me very naive and without any street smarts.

Of course my mother painted all boys and men as total barbarians. That they were just out to get our panties off and make us girls pregnant. I was so scared of men and boys that I was never alone with them. The only men I trusted were my relatives and the priests. I retained my virginity until the day after my wedding. Both Ted, my husband, and I were too tired to have sex that first night. We fell into bed and slept for twelve straight hours.

The next night was different. Ted started his foreplay hours before we finally had sex. I was turned on and he broke my hymen like it was tissue paper. It hurt a little and bled a bit also. Nothing traumatic like I had been led to believe. I like sex, but it is no big deal. Ted and I would make love while his boat was in port, but I liked the quiet time with no sex while he was gone.

I'm pretty, and have a nice figure. I think my best assets are my long legs and a nice round butt. I am a perky C-cup, never being pregnant. Now and then a man will hit on me. I don't give them the time of day, I always wear my wedding band and I show it. I'm happy with Ted and my life as-is. I guess you would say, I'm a prim and proper woman. Maybe even a bit 'frigid'. I might be referred to as a 'Spinster School Teacher', if I had never married.

I like to commute, by train, to school. I live about ten miles away and the train is a lot less expensive and more relaxing than driving. I was on my way to school, sitting in my seat when a young black man sat down next to me. I opened my newspaper. I looked over and smiled at him. He gave me a nasty look and grumbled something that I didn't understand. He was dressed like a thug. He was kind of handsome in a rugged way. Maybe six feet tall. Not fat, but very muscular. He must work out at a gym and do strength training.

I started reading my paper. The next thing I knew, his hand was squeezing my thigh and rubbing back and forth. "Stop that, young man!" I blurted out. "Don't you know that is very improper behaviour toward a woman?"

His eyes were very cold. "Don't give a fuck," he responded, "I like what I like and I like what I see of you. Me and you are going to party this morning."

"Oh no we are not. I have to teach school today and it's Friday, test day. I have children that need me in my classroom. What makes you think that I want to have anything to do with you, much less party with you?"

"I don't give a fuck about your school teaching today. We are going to party and you can teach them next Monday. How old are you? I'm twenty."

"It is none of your business how old I am and clean up your language. Now take your hand off of me before I scream."

He looked at me very threateningly. I was beginning to be afraid of him, yet fascinated at the same time. This is all very confusing to me. It was like I was being drawn to him. I wondered what he meant when he said, 'We are going to party'? Is something sinister going to happen to me?

"If you scream, you'll regret it forever. No, I won't remove my hand, I like the feeling of your soft thigh. I want to feel more of your body."

 I was beginning to realize his intentions. I would have to put a stop to this right now.

"I'm an older woman, seventeen years older than you and I'm married. You should be involved with girls more your own age. Please, remove your hand from my leg."

He responded by moving his hand further up my thigh, dragging the hem of my dress up. His fingers were closer to my lady parts. My body responded by opening my legs a bit. I was flabbergasted with myself; why would I spread my legs so a stranger would have better access to my pussy? I had never felt this way before. My crotch was tingling and my pussy was becoming wet.

I was raised to dislike sex... As a prim and proper lady... yet there I was becoming excited. All he did was touch my leg, but I was sure his intentions were for much more. I wanted to see where this would lead to, it was kind of exciting. My brain was saying, 'This is wrong', but my mind was also becoming excited and saying 'Yes, go for it'. I felt like my upbringing was flying out the window. What was going on with me?

His fingers were tight against my pussy lips now. I looked around to see if anyone was looking at us, but no one was. I wanted him to press harder, but again I didn't want him to. My panties would keep his fingers out of my cunt. Oh, my god, I thought the word, 'cunt'. What am I becoming, a slut? My mother warned me about men and how all they wanted to do was fuck you.

Just then he slipped my panty crotch to the side, my cunt was exposed and his middle finger slipped into me. I gasped as my pussy accommodated his large middle finger. I slid forward a little and his finger slipped in more. I was very wet and his finger went in all the way. I liked what was happening to me. I wanted him to finger fuck me.

"I knew you would come around. I know white women like black fingers in their pussy. I feel the wetness of your pussy. You like it."

His aggressiveness was turning me on. It was true, I did want him sexually. I wanted him more than I ever wanted my husband.

"Oh... God... Please help me," I whispered as he slipped another finger into me.

I was glad I had the newspaper hiding what he was doing to me.

"God help you how? God help you get finger fucked? God help you take my big black cock?"

There, he said it. He was going to fuck me. I didn't want that, but I did. Fuck... what was going on here? The train was nearing my station. "I'm getting off now so remove your fingers from me."

He pulled his fingers out of me and took his hand away. He sucked my wetness from his fingers. He stood up and walked toward the exit; was he getting off the train? He wouldn't do anything to me this close to the school. People would see him if he accosted me. He and I both exited the train and started walking towards the school buildings. He slowed down and put his arm around my waist.

"Come with me," he said. "We are now going to party."

"No, I have to teach today, I can't party."

"See all these little kids heading for school? Do you want them to see what will happen to you if you refuse to come with me? I don't think you want that. It's just a party, nothing will happen to you that you don't want to happen. I can see that you are a very educated woman, you dress well; you know what is happening."

I couldn't believe I was in this type of situation. If I said, 'Yes', everything would be okay for the children, but if I said, 'No', I didn't know. I was feeling very excited inside, almost like I had to pee. I had to make a decision right now. I wanted to go and teach, but my body told me to go to the party. "Okay, I will go to your stupid party."

"Good," he said. "I'm sure you will enjoy it and have a good time. Like I said before, you are safe and nothing will happen to you that you don't want to happen."

"Can I trust you?"

"Yes"

"My car is right here," he said as he opened the door.

He told me how hot I looked and I smiled as I entered his Caddy. My dress slipped up my long legs, but I made no attempt to pull it down. He would have a perfect view of my panties. I couldn't believe that I was teasing him. Was I teasing myself also?

He closed the door behind me and entered on the driver's side. "See that camera up there. You can be seen entering my car with a smile on your face. It's just my insurance policy that you will not go to the police and tell them I forced you into this."

"I have to call in sick," I said. He watched me closely as I called and talked. They would have to call in a substitute for the day.

"The least you can do is tell me your name."

"My name is Deshawn."

After he drove a couple of miles, I asked. "Deshawn, where are we going?"

"You ask too many questions. Just shut up and watch, better yet, grab my cock and get me hard."

"I can't do that, I've never done that to any man."

"Well if you don't, I'll dump you out in this ghetto and we'll see how far you get."

I looked out the window. The neighborhood was very run down and seedy looking. I wouldn't get one block before I would be attacked, and maybe killed. I was still turned on by Deshawn and by what his fingers did to me on the train. I took hold of his cock through his pants and squeezed.

"No, no, take it out of my pants. You know how to jack a guy don't you?"

"No, I have never, as you say, 'jacked a guy'."

"Take my cock out and I'll show you how."

I unzipped his fly. I had a hard time getting his cock out through his fly, his cock was limp but big. I finally pulled it out like I would a snake. Deshawn took his cock in his hand and moved it up and down. He was not circumcised like Ted, so it was easy for him to 'jack'.

"Now you do it. Make sure you keep my foreskin up so your hand does not touch my cockhead."

I took his black cock and started jacking him off. I could see that his penis was very large and he was still soft. It was bigger soft than Ted's, when Ted was hard. It would never fit in my pussy once it is hard. What was I thinking? I'll have him fucking me. What was happening to me?

I felt his cock harden as I continued to jack him. His cock continued to grow, both in length and thickness. Soon it stopped lengthening but swelled more in thickness. When I wrapped my hand around, my fingers could not touch, he was that thick. My pussy was a total traitor to me now. I was so wet, the crotch of my panties were sopping wet. I was as sure as the world is round that black monster would not fit in me.

"Suck it," he said.

I lowered my head. I wanted to suck his cock; he was right, I will only be doing what I want to do. I may have been reluctant in the beginning, but now I couldn't wait to see if he could fuck me. I was now close enough to get a good look at what I was about to suck. His cockhead was a very dark brown, like dark chocolate. His shaft was darker, about seven inches long and with a two inch cockhead, which gave him a total of nine inches. More than Ted, who has about seven inches. I would bet that Deshawn's cock was two and a half inches thick, as thick as a soda can. I'm sure this black monster will not fit in my little, tight white cunt. My pussy was wet with the thoughts of him trying to penetrate me.

I put my lips over the head of his cock. I had his cockhead in about half-way when my teeth touched him.

"Don't bite me, you won't like the consequences."

"I can't get your cock any further into my mouth," I protested.

"Then use your tongue and lick all around it. Pay special attention to my glans, that is my sensitive area."

I licked his cock from the tip to his balls. I did that a few more times before I started paying more attention to his cockhead. I licked all around his glans, kissing his cock like it was a god. To me it was becoming a black god. Never in my life did I ever think that I would be so enthused about sucking a man's cock. I couldn't get enough of it. I squeezed my hands around it as I kissed and nibbled on the tip. I covered my teeth with my lips and pressed my mouth down until he slipped into my mouth. I had his cockhead in but it filled my mouth so I couldn't move. I could suck though and I did, hard. I used my tongue as best I could and it wasn't long before he was moaning.

"You might not have the mouth to take me, but you are one excellent cock sucker."

I continued sucking his cock, but thanked him in my mind.

Deshawn drove a few blocks further and pulled into a motel parking lot. He tucked his big cock back into his pants and went into the office, I'm sure to pay for a room. "Well this is it, girl," I said to myself out loud. "You are going to be fucked by a stranger with a big cock. A big black cock and you are looking forward to it. Did you ever believe you would have this happen to you and that you would want it to happen to you?"

Deshawn returned and drove the car around to a back entrance. He got out and, ever the gentleman, opened my door. He took hold of my hand and helped me out of the car. I smiled at him and said, "Thank you."

He put his arms around me and lifted me high enough to kiss him. I put my hands on his cheeks and pressed my lips to his. He held me tight; he was so strong, so virile. I wanted him to take me to the room and have his way with me. I was so hot and horny, I needed a big cock to fuck me good. I broke the kiss. "Take me to your room," I said.

I looked around, but there was no one. I looked up and saw the security cameras. I waved and threw a kiss. I hugged Deshawn and slammed my mons into his body. Nobody would ever doubt that I was forced to be here with him. We entered the motel. The hallway was dimly lit, but bright enough for the cameras hanging from the ceiling.

"What room is ours?" I asked him.

"Room 102, an end room."

When we reached the room I could see another security camera very close. I blew it a kiss and jumped up on Deshawn. I threw my legs around his waist and held him tight with my arms around his neck, I kissed him. He put his hands on my ass and held me tighter to him.

"Open the door and carry me in."

He did as I wanted and as we entered the room I was waving at the camera. He locked the door and turned to me, "I don't want anyone opening that door while I'm fucking you."

Deshawn led me over to and sat me down on the bed. He turned the radio on and flipped through the stations until he had a song that he liked. The song was 'I Kissed A Girl', and it had a good beat.

"Strip," Deshawn said.

"What? I don't think I can."

"Strip!" he said loudly.

I wanted to, but I really didn't know how to. "I don't know how to," I implored him.

"Stop begging and take your clothes off like you would normally do, only do it sexy."

In my life I have seen movie scenes of women stripping. I followed the music and soon my clothes were laying on a chair and I was totally naked.

***

I can't believe my luck and how my day turned out. When I was a student, in my senior year, I saw this really hot teacher. I asked around and found out her name is Maria Talent and she taught math. She always dressed conservatively, but she couldn't hide that fantastic ass, those fantastic tits and that fantastic figure. Everything about her was fantastic to me. I actually stalked her in the hallways.

I had fantasies of fucking her and I masturbated to those fantasies. Never did the opportunity arise where I could meet her; I just had those pictures of her in my mind. I promised myself that one day I would have her. I would have her in the biblical sense.

I wasn't the nicest guy in my neighborhood. I was smart enough not to be a drug dealer, but I was their main supplier. This is how I made my money. I ruled my territory with an iron fist. If anyone got out of line or in my way, they conveniently disappeared. I was smart and had my own business that could launder most of my cash. I had to be careful though, the feds are always on the lookout for people like me. So far so good. Most of my money was hidden off-shore. I won't say where, I don't need snoopers looking for it.

On one of my drug delivery excursions I saw her. She was exiting a train and I followed her. She was still a teacher at my old school. I waited at the train station the next day and she was on the same train. Everyday she would alight at the same time and from the same train. I needed to find out where she caught her train, so I followed her home. Her neighborhood was near a Navy base and was made up of mostly service people. All races had homes here. No one would pay any attention to a black man in her integrated neighborhood. I followed her until she entered her house. Now I had her street and her house number, but I needed to figure out a way to meet her.

Finally I settled on the train. It would be very easy to meet her there. I would just sit next to her and work my magic on her. My batting average at meeting new women and successfully seducing them was very high. I'd take my chances with her there.

I arrived at the train station early and parked my black Cadillac Escalade close to the school, right where she would have to walk past it. I took the next train to her station and waited on the platform. I waited until I saw her queuing up to board the train, I queued up right behind her. As she climbed up the stairs her ass was almost in my face. What a beautiful ass; not fat, just curvy and built to fuck. I wanted to slap it, but that would have to wait. Maria walked down the train car aisle until she found an empty seat. She sat down and slid over next to the window. My heart skipped a beat as I sat down next to her.

She picked up her paper and opened it to read. She looked at me and smiled. I grumbled some when I said, "Hi, nice to meet you." I wanted her to be a little afraid of me, so I was gruff. She was reading when I looked at her legs. She couldn't hide their shape when sitting. I couldn't help myself, I grabbed her thigh and started rubbing her. She didn't seem to happy when she told me to stop. She said something about my behaviour towards women. I told her that I didn't give a fuck, and that I liked what I saw and I liked her. I guess I should have told her she was going to give me a piece of ass.

She retorted something about teaching her kids and I told her I didn't give a fuck about her teaching. She said something about my language; what the fuck, has she never heard or used the word 'fuck'? What the fuck was I dealing with here, a Miss Prissy? She said something about screaming if I didn't remove my hand. I had to counter this real fast or I would miss my chance with her.

I went into 'hood' mode and explained to her that wasn't a good idea. She shut up. In a roundabout way, she told me she was thirty-seven years old. I had read somewhere that, at that age, she was now beginning her prime age for sex. This was when she would be at her best for sex, and it should last for a few years. I was determined to find that out for myself and I'd use her as my experiment.

I grew more bold and moved my hand up to her pussy, dragging her dress up. She surprised me by opening her legs just enough. My fingers were close to her pussy. Her legs were spread enough, so I pressed my fingers against her pussy. She had panties on so I slid them aside and her cunt was wet, very wet.

I slipped my middle finger inside of her; she slid forward, giving me better access to her pussy. I slid another finger in her. I fingered her and she was receptive. I thought I had hit paydirt, so I let her know we were going to party. She objected and I gave her options. She thought for a brief time and said she would party with me. I was going to get a piece of ass from my lovely and hot fantasy woman.

We exited the train and as we walked towards the school, I ushered her into my Caddy. She had to call in sick. I listened closely, but she was okay. I drove to a motel I had used before. I took her through a very nasty ghetto. I wanted to see if she would suck my cock. After she looked out the window she was more than happy to pull it out of my pants. She didn't know how to jack a guy; what was with this cunt? When it comes to sex, she was dumb as a box of rocks. I'd have hated to be her husband; I didn't know him but I felt sorry for him. Oh, well, after a few times with me she will be a hot fuck for him.

After I schooled her on how to masturbate me, she got busy. It felt good and my cock was hard as a rock. She didn't object when I wanted her to give me a blowjob. My cock is big and she has a small mouth, but she did get about half of my cockhead in before her teeth touched me. I let her know that there would be hell to pay if she bit me. After I told her to lick me, she went to work. My cock was feeling real good, Maria was turning out okay. I was surprised when she was able to force my cockhead into her mouth. Maria's tongue went to work on me and I was moaning. I'm sure this hot little bitch will be giving me one of the best fucks of my life.

When we entered the motel she was waving at the security cameras. Now I knew for sure we would be doing the nasty. She jumped up on me and wrapped her legs around me, so I grabbed her ass and held her tight. She wanted me to carry her into the room, and I did.

I wanted her to strip for me so I found a radio station with music with a beat. After I told her how to strip, she found the rhythm and performed a real sexy dance. When she was naked I just looked at her. Her body was the finest of the fine. My cock was hard as steel and I needed this woman's hot and wet pussy tightly wrapped around it.

***

Deshawn was just staring at me and my body. I could see that he liked what he saw. I could see that his cock was very hard; it looked harder than it was in the car. My pussy was leaking my juices out and over my labia. I could feel it. I had never been this hot for cock. I wanted him to take me and throw me on the bed and force that big black monster into me. I didn't care if he ripped me open, I needed a good fuck.

Deshawn sat down on the bed. He motioned for me to come to him and face him. I wasn't ashamed of my body, I know men think I'm hot. Deshawn just kept looking at my body, like he couldn't believe his luck with me. I knew that if I played my cards right I might be able to take control of my situation after we left this room.

"I'm not turned on by pussy hair, but I will make an exception today."

He sunk his index finger into my pussy, splitting my cunt lips apart. His finger went in deep. He crooked his finger and rubbed my G-spot. He might be young, but he knows a lot about a woman's pussy. As he kept rubbing I became hotter. My ass was moving in time with his finger. My moans were coming more often and louder. I was going to lose my balance, so I put my hands behind his head and laced my fingers together. That was better.

I spread my legs, inviting more fingers to enter me. Two fingers were now in me. Deshawn was finger fucking me. When his third finger entered me I felt my pussy could take no more. He started ramming his fingers hard into me. I happened to look over and saw our reflection in the mirror. What I saw was me standing there leaning forward, legs slightly bent and spread.

Seeing me with this black man's arm holding me so he could drive his fingers in and out of my cunt drove me over the orgasm cliff. I jerked and twisted from the passion that my body was experiencing. In my whole life I had never cum that hard. I started sinking towards the floor but Deshawn held me up by his hand in my crotch. The pressure in and on my pussy was intense and I fell forward onto him as I orgasmed again.

"I want you to try to fuck me. I need you to try to get that cock of yours into my cunt. You have me so wet and juicy. I'm hotter than hell... please fuck me, fuck my pussy." I was behaving like a total slut. I have this distinct feeling that I'd been this way all my life, but it was repressed by my strict upbringing.

Deshawn lifted me onto the bed and laid me on my back. I spread my legs as far as I could. Deshawn removed his clothes and I saw the full size of his cock. The man was hung. I was desperate for his cock. I would do anything he asked as long as he would attempt to fuck me.

Deshawn positioned himself between my legs, his cock near my pussy. I picked his cock up with my hand, and was surprised by the weight of it. I tugged him towards my cunt. Deshawn moved his hips forward and I felt a light pressure as his cockhead split my labia. His cock felt like a hot poker, the tip at my vagina's opening. I was very wet and Deshawn's cock was wet and slippery from his own pre-cum.

I suddenly thought to myself, 'Is this what you want? Is this going to be the end of your prim and proper life? Are you ready to be a slut for this young man? Are you ready to receive his large cock inside of you?'

I answered all my questions with a resounding, 'Yes'!

"Honey, try to enter me, but take it slow while adjust to your size."

Deshawn pressed forward, his cock spreading my labia more. He had only the tip of himself in my vagina. I placed my hands on his ass cheeks and pulled his hips forward. His cock entered me what I thought was maybe an inch and stopped, like it had hit a brick wall. He was tight against my opening and I could not take more of him in. I had this hopeless feeling that he would not be able to penetrate me. I wanted his big cock in me. I needed his cock in me. I needed him to fuck me.

"Deshawn, help me. I need you to push your cock into me. I can't do it all by myself."

Deshawn responded by pushing his hips forward. My cunt stretched; his cockhead compressed, then slipped into my vagina. I felt his glans snap out inside of me and I orgasmed again. I actually screamed, raising my shoulders and upper body off the bed. I had my hands on his shoulders and I held myself in that position until my tremors ended and I could relax.

Deshawn held still and kissed me. I kissed him back; I was his to play with and he knew it. My mind and my body were his. Deshawn waited. His cock felt so hot just inside my cunt. He didn't move for at least five minutes. I think he was enjoying the heat of my pussy. My cunt was wrapped tightly around his cockhead; I looked down and could see his stiff black shaft between us. When I looked in the mirror I could see his cock in my pussy.

Seeing how stretched my pussy looked and seeing how his black cock disappeared into me brought a flood of juices from my pussy. My cunt was lubricating his cock so he could fuck me. My pussy was now relaxed around his cock, and I was ready for him to penetrate me more.

"Okay, I am ready for you to push your cock deeper. I want all of your cock in me, but please go slow so I can enjoy how you fuck me. I don't want my pussy to hurt"

Deshawn pressed his hips forward again. I gasped loudly and he stopped pushing. His cock shaft was much wider than his cockhead, and it was harder. The pressure in my vagina was intense. He was stretching my poor pussy, but at the same time my desire for him to be fully in me increased.

"Hold still, Deshawn, I want to move my ass and see if I can take your cock that way. I want to feel it slowly stretch me and move deeper into me."

I had about three inches of him in me already. I moved my pussy from side to side and then I moved it up on his shaft. I could feel my labia stretch to the point it was stinging somewhat. I did accomplish getting another inch or so of his cock in me. I repeated moving my ass, sliding my cunt up his rock-hard cock shaft. My clit was closer to his pubic bone. I looked in the mirror and saw almost all of his black shaft in me. Just a couple inches more and my cunt would be full of his huge black rod.

I went for broke now and watched in the mirror. I dug my heels into his buttocks and pulled hard while twisting my ass upward. I watched the rest of his black cock as it disappeared in me. My clit was now firmly against his body. Deshawn's cock was fully inside of me. My cunt was stretched to its limits and I was having a multitude of mini-orgasms. I couldn't believe the full feeling I had in my cunt. His huge cock puffing up my belly, making me look like I was pregnant. The contrast of his skin and my skin was beautiful. I pulled him down onto my belly, his chest squashing my tits. I wanted him as close to me as I could get him.

"Deshawn, honey, be careful but start fucking me now. You have me so full of your cock and my pussy is stretched, but I need you to fuck me."

Deshawn moved his hips back, withdrawing his cock until only the head was in me. He pushed himself slowly back in; there was no pain, just pleasure. "Oh god, baby, there is no pain, fuck me baby, fuck me hard."

Deshawn's ass started moving like a pile driver. I like the missionary position best because I like the feeling of my man's flesh pressed against mine, his head along side mine as our bodies rock together. Deshawn needed to only move his hips and ass. He was able to withdraw his cock and then slam it back into me without losing contact with my body.

The feelings of his cock's contact on my cunt walls cannot be explained. It was so pleasurable. His cock, so deep in me, gives me a special connection with him. If I wasn't married, I'd be off the pill. I would want him to leave his seed deep in me and breed me. To say the least I was in heat.

If my momma and daddy could see me now! Flat on my back, fucking a stranger who has a huge black cock in me, and me loving it. They would have heart attacks.

Deshawn was really pounding my pussy hard. His ramrodding cock was bringing me to another fantastic orgasm. How I loved to fuck his cock. I don't ever want to lose him. He is the perfect fuck for me.

Deshawn was building for his climax. My ass was moving like a banshee, sucking him back into me every time his cock pulled out. I was fucking him as hard as he was fucking me. Deshawn's weight on me was pushing me down into the mattress. I don't know how to describe how I felt. What I did feel was that he was my man and I was his woman. We were locked together by his cock and my cunt; there is no more intimate way to be joined together.

Suddenly Deshawn started pounding me harder, his cock reaching the depths of my cunt. He stopped and held his cock deep in me, his thighs tight against the back of my legs. He was cumming. "Oh... Oh, God... Yesss...Oh God... Yess, Yess...Oh, Oh... God... Yesss!" Deshawn's cock jerked a couple times, but he stayed deep and tight in me. I looked in the mirror, but all I could see were his big black balls, my white pussy hidden behind those globes of happiness.

The sounds of his climax drove me into another orgasm. "God... Ya... ya... Unh... Uunnhhh," I moaned loudly as his cock throbbed inside of me, pumping his cum deep in me.

I was so full of his cock that his cum leaked out around my pussy lips. Deshawn was content laying on top of me as his cock returned to its limp state. His cum and my cum juices were leaking down my ass crack and onto the bed. I was euphoric with the fucking I had just received. I would never go back to my old way of having sex.

Deshawn rolled off and lay beside me. I brought my legs together, my pussy still tingling from his cock's invasion. I was happy and delighted that I had made the decision to come with Deshawn, to party with him. He had given me a whole new outlook on sex. From a semi-frigid, naive school teacher, to an all-out wanton slut. My past goody-two-shoes life would be no more. I would have my husband, who I love, and my black lover, who I fuck... that is, if I could interest him in having an ongoing sexual relationship with me.

"That was so good," I said as I snuggled up to him. "Is this going to be our only time together?"

Deshawn turned toward me and held me in his arms. I lifted my leg over his and pressed my bare pussy against his now flaccid cock.

"Baby, that will be up to you. If you want me to fuck you again, right on, otherwise I will be forced to repeat what happened today."

I smiled at the way he told me we would be repeating our tryst. I think it was a tryst. Whatever it is, I want it to continue.

"Deshawn, I am so happy that you insisted that I come party with you. The sex with my husband is nothing in comparison to what you and I have. My old way was I enjoyed sex, but could do without if necessary. Now, after the fucking you just gave me, I will be here for you anytime you want me. Of course when my husband is back in port, I have to attend to him."

Deshawn then said something that made me scared and happy. "Eventually your husband will come around to your way of thinking. If he loves you like you say, he will share you with me. Just remember that I now own your cunt. You belong to me sexually. Do you understand what I just said?"

I took a few seconds to formulate my answer. "I will gladly let you own my pussy if you let me own your cock. No one owns me sexually, not my husband, not you. I'm my own woman now, you did that to me, so you have to live with that consequence. I'm at my sexual prime and you will have me as often as I can get you in bed. If you want to think that you own me, go ahead, because by owning my cunt you have the inside track to fuck me. Your cock now comes ahead of Ted's, but I will not jeopardize my marriage."

"I understand," he said. "I just want to be with you. I cannot express how good you fucked me. Your pussy is like a bit of heaven. I hope I can keep up with you sexually for the next few years. We are both at our peaks and I want us fucking as often as we can. I like you a lot and I hope you like me also."

My mons was still tight against his cock. I moved so I could wrap my hand around his cock. Deshawn rolled up on me and forced my legs to part. His cock was growing in my hand, already getting hard and thick again. It felt nice to me and my pussy started tingling, knowing he was going to fuck me again. I threw my arms around him and rubbed my clit against his hardening cock.

"I see you like to dry fuck," he said.

"I don't understand, what is dry fuck?"

Deshawn told me and I laughed. Just having his cock touching my clit made my pussy wet. I wiggled upward until his cock dropped between my legs. Deshawn rubbed his cockhead up and down my slick, wet slit. When he was fully lubed, he positioned his cock at my vagina opening. I slid my pussy lips over his cock. My pussy opened up and he penetrated me until he was fully in me. No pain, and my labia fit tightly to his cock. Deshawn proceeded to fuck me good again. It felt so much better now! My ass took over and I fucked him back.

Both of us were fucking each other as hard as we could. I was like an animal, I couldn't get enough of his cock and he couldn't get enough of my cunt. Our pubic bones were slamming together, my clit taking the abuse and loving it. I was building for a climax. Deshawn gave me vaginal orgasms, something Ted has never done. I loved fucking now and I couldn't fuck my black man's black cock hard enough.

I looked in the mirror and saw his black ass bobbing up and down. That made me hotter. Deshawn lifted my legs up and forced my feet to touch my ears. My pussy was now twisted into a position that allowed his cock deep access to me. As I came, I was screaming out his name and telling him to fuck me harder.

Deshawn changed his position. He rolled me up on my shoulders and bent me over until my toes were touching the floor. My pussy was facing the ceiling. Deshawn stood over me, his cock hanging downward toward my cunt. His cock penetrated me again. Deshawn started driving his cock up and down like a piledriver. I later found out that was the name of this position. He fucked me fast because it was hard for me to breathe so scrunched up.

His fucking actions drove me over the edge again and I orgasmed hard. Deshawn was close to his climax also. Faster and faster he drove his cock down into my cunt. Suddenly he stopped, he dropped down and his cock was driven to the depths of me. His balls were drawn up tight against his shaft and they slipped into me. This gave him and extra inch of so of cock in my cunt. He bellowed as he filled my pussy with his load of cum. My pussy milked him dry before he pulled his cock from me. He helped me back into a normal, flat on my back position. I sucked in a few deep breaths as I returned to normal.

Deshawn's cum was running out of me and onto the bed. The sheets would have to be changed before anyone could sleep in this bed. Deshawn went into the bathroom and returned with a warm wet towel for me. I held it in my crotch as I walked to the bath. I turned on the water and brought it to a comfortable temperature, then pulled the diverter and a spray of warm water filled the tub. I dropped the towel as I entered the tub; it was wet with Deshawn's cum and my pussy juices.

Deshawn climbed into the tub with me. He knelt down in front of me and licked my clit. I shuddered. He sucked my clit and pulled back. My clit stretched, and the sensations were great. I'd had enough sex for now so I pushed him away. "Okay, for now, we'll fuck again later this afternoon."

"I would like that," I replied.

After our shower we lounged around the room in the nude. I looked at his huge, flaccid cock and wondered if I would ever tire of it. My mind told me that cock would be inside of me a lot, and I smiled at the thought.

Deshawn turned on the TV. We sat together on the couch and watched a couple of cable movies for the next couple hours. Deshawn liked playing with my tits. He wouldn't leave my nipples alone. He would suck on them, leaving them wet, and then blow cold air on them. They were so hard and my areolas were twisted. This made them stand out further, and he sucked and lightly bit them. I squealed every time he did that. He also liked to suck the nipple hard and pull his head away, making my tit stretch. When he let go, my boob would snap back against me. This went on for a few more minutes.

Finally he stopped teasing me and we picked up our clothes and dressed. He left a twenty on the pillow for the cleaning lady. We left the motel. As we drove out of the parking lot he asked me if I was hungry, and I told him I was.

He drove back through the ghetto and stopped at a restaurant on the other side of town. No one would know him or me there.

We got a few looks when we walked in but that was it. Deshawn ordered a steak and I ordered the same. "You'll need the energy from that steak, because you're coming home with me tonight," I said.

Deshawn smiled, "You are one insatiable woman. I like that."

We small-talked while we were eating dinner. Even though Deshawn had a rough exterior, he was every bit the gentleman. He knew which fork to use and he ate his dinner very properly. Someone in his life had taught him some skills. After dinner Deshawn paid the bill with cash, giving the waitress a generous tip.

When we got to his car he put his arms around me and kissed me and I melted into his body. In all my life I never felt such a deep euphoric feeling for someone. It must have been the sex we'd enjoyed. His strength, his ripped body, those were attractive to me, but what was inside of him drew me to him. I needed a man like him, especially when Ted was at sea for so long. I thought I was okay when Ted was gone those many months, but deep inside I was crying for love. Not the 'I want to marry love', but more like 'I want to fuck love'.

Deshawn entered my address into his car's GPS and we were on the way to my house. It was dark when we arrived. He parked his Caddy on the street and we walked up the front walk. I unlocked my door and we disappeared into my living room. "Nice house you have here, Maria," he said. "Show me around, please."

I gave him a fast walk through my place. He paid special attention to the second bedroom. He saw that there was a king size bed in that room also. I offered him a drink and he accepted. I had some eighteen year old scotch, and I poured him a small glass. I poured myself a shot also.

"Would you like to watch a movie?" I asked him. "I have a couple of the latest releases."

"I'd like to watch a DVD that is out in my car, if that's okay with you?"

"Sure... do you want me to get it?" I asked him.

He didn't answer me but went out the door to his car. He was back in a matter of seconds. I showed him where the player was and handed him the remote. He must have the same player because he soon had the TV on and the DVD loaded. He led me back to my couch and sat down, pulling me down with him. I sat on his lap. He pressed the play button and the movie started.

It only took a few seconds for me to realize it was a porn film. The title was 'Swinging Neighbors', and the first scene starred two couples, a white couple and a young black couple. The white woman looked about my age maybe a year difference either way. The black couple looked maybe eighteen to twenty-one.

It didn't take long before all of them were naked. The women looked really fine. Of course the men were hung like horses. It didn't take long for the women to switch partners and start giving blowjobs. The black dude had a good-sized cock, but no match for Deshawn. Deshawn had him on length and thickness. The white guy's cock was close to Deshawn's size but not as thick.

It took the black guy a long time to get hard. The white woman sucked him off for a long time before he could fuck her. I liked watching his black cock sink into her white pussy. I thought of Deshawn and his cock sinking into me. I squirmed on his lap and he held me tighter around my waist. I could feel Deshawn's cock getting firmer.

The white guy was on that black cunt in a second. The girl must have been new to porn movies; she pushed back on him when he was about halfway in her pussy. Her face showed pain on his next thrust. Soon he was fucking her hard and fast. He didn't give a damn about her pain or how she felt. I went back to watching the black cock and white pussy.

He was really hammering her white pussy now. It wasn't long before she was on top and I watched as his black cock slid into her. When she raised her ass his cock was gripped by her pussy.

I was getting turned on and so was Deshawn. I moved my ass on his cock again; I was teasing him. Deshawn stood up, taking me with him. He stood me up and started by removing my dress and bra. I was now naked. My panties were hanging in the bathroom. I'd had to wash my pussy juice and his cum out of them. Deshawn shed his clothes in a matter of seconds. He and I just stood and looked at each other.

He sat back down on the couch. I ran into the bathroom and grabbed two bath towels. I returned to the living room and handed one to him to sit on, and I sat on the other. I didn't want pussy juice or cum staining my couch. That would make Ted very suspicious. He would want to know if I was cheating on him.

The movie was still in progress. The black guy was still pounding her white pussy. He jerked his cock out of her and jacked cum all over her belly and tits. He shot a lot of cum on her. The white guy was still fucking the black girl's pussy. She was on top of him and her pussy was gripping his cock. When she raised her cunt off his cock, you could see her pink pussy skin pull on his cock.

I was getting horny watching all this fucking. Deshawn had a raging hardon, but he got that by looking at me and jacking his cock.

"Why don't you fuck the real thing instead of your hand?" I asked him.

He answered me by picking me up and carrying me into the second bedroom. "Why here? We can fuck more comfortably in my room."

"I thought you might not want sex in the bed that you share with your husband," he replied.

"I want to fuck you in my bed. The thought of us having sex in my bed will turn me on when I fuck my husband."

Deshawn spread my legs and again placed his black cock at the entrance of my white pussy. I felt my cunt open and surround his cock. No more problems, I was stretched out and took his cock into me easily. Deshawn buried his cock full depth.

"Put your hands behind my neck and lace your fingers." I did what he said. He put his big hands on my ass cheeks and stood up. I was supported by his cock in my cunt and my arms kept me from falling backwards. My legs were raised up over his arms. He was now in total control and could fuck me standing up. He didn't, but instead carried me into my bedroom and stood by my dresser. I could see us both in the mirror.

"Do you want to see your cunt and my cock?" He asked me.

"Oh god, yes. I want to see how big you are and how my pussy looks stretched over your cock."

Deshawn turned slightly and I was able to see his black cock buried in my pussy. He started to fuck me, standing there. I watched as his cock slammed into my cunt. My cunt was gripping his cock just like the movie women gripped their man's cock. Deshawn began to fuck me hard. His cock was disappearing into me and then back out it would come. The sight of his blackness and my whiteness set me off and I had an orgasm. I looked at both of us in the mirror and the old taboo was right there for me to watch.

That taboo? A big, strong-muscled black man fucking a demure white woman. I was in his spell and he was fucking me, but it was no taboo for me. It was pure... unadulterated... fucking. I was now Deshawn's piece of ass and I would remain his piece of ass as long as I could. Deshawn had the stamina to bring my thirty-seven year old pussy to it's knees, so to speak. I would let him fuck me until he fucked me raw.

Tomorrow was Saturday, so I'd have a two day weekend to fuck his brains out. My sex motor was racing full speed ahead and Deshawn's poor cock was in my sights. If my husband walked through the door, he would have to wait until I finished my fuck. Then he could throw me out - but he wouldn't be home for another week; I'm safe in my own home for now.

Deshawn kept fucking me while standing up. I liked this position too, it allowed him to penetrate me deeply.

Deshawn walked over and lay me down on my bed, his cock still in me. I pulled him to me, I wanted his weight on top of me as we fucked. It gave me a feeling that he was in control and I had to surrender my pussy to him. Even if I didn't have that feeling, I would still surrender my cunt to him. His ass was now picking up the pace and he was giving it to me good. I squeezed his cock with my pussy; it didn't change anything, except I had another orgasm.

I had more orgasms that day than I've had over the years with Ted. I am now Deshawn's personal slut, his fucking whore, his personal piece of ass.

Deshawn grunted and shot more ropes of his cum into my waiting cunt. His throbbing cock set me off with another orgasm. I am Deshawn's orgasm queen. He is my big black cock king. Deshawn left his cock in my cunt until he was soft again. Both of us like that feeling. When he pulled his cock out of me, his cum leaked down between my legs and onto my sheets. I was very well-fucked again by my young black man. How perfect we were matched. How perfect our genitals were matched! I'd wait an hour or so, for him to recover, and we'd be right back at it.

We fucked three more times that night before we fell asleep in each other's arms. My sheets were destroyed with cum and pussy juice stains. My bed had actually moved, we fucked so hard. The headboard was against the wall. His driving cock rocked the headboard and left paint and wallboard damage. I would have to fuck my husband hard and blame it on him.

Deshawn and I spent the rest of the weekend in bed. We only got up to eat or use the bathroom. My bedroom reeked with the smell of pussy and cock. I was so fucked out by Sunday night that I asked for a time out. I had to work the next day. Deshawn wanted one more fuck so I gave in and he fucked me well.

Monday, Deshawn drove me to work and gave me a kiss goodbye. "I'll pick you up at the train station at 3:45; isn't that when your train leaves?"

"Yes. Are you spending the night with me again? If you are I want to be fucked, at least twice."

"No problem; see you soon, Hon."

I got out of his car and walked to the school. It looked like my normal morning walk from the train station. This time though, my pussy was sore but I was happy.

***

'My god, Maria can't get enough of my cock.' Deshawn thought as he drove away. Such a beautiful woman, I can't believe my luck. I'll hit that pussy as long as she will have me. No more young bitches for me, not when there are mature women out there. Maria was easy to snag, had to be her age and sex drive for sure. She likes me and my cock a lot. Of course, the feelings are mutual. I like her a lot, and her hot, wet pussy? That's to die for. I'm going to have her again tonight. Her pussy is mine and she knows it. She will give it to me anytime I want.

If I play my cards right, I'll have her old man's permission and approval to fuck her anytime. He will be back next week, and by the time he leaves, he'll approve. I will have her working on him for me. I left that DVD in his player just for him to find. I'll coach Maria on how to handle him when he finds it. I'll bet he would like to get a piece of that little black girl in the movie. He doesn't know it yet, but he can fuck her, she's available. She's my step-sister, and she loves white guys and their cocks.

Continued in chapter two...