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“ I See the new neighbours have moved in” said Mrs Lucy Baxter to her husband, “The man is black and there is a boy about Benji’s age”
“Yes, Don told me he had sold to a black family. He also said it was a father and son, no wife – didn’t know the k** was about Benji’s age”, replied Paul her husband. “Not many blacks near here, it will be good for Benji to have a friend from a different culture”, Lucy murmured to herself.
That was on Saturday four weeks ago. Since then the boy, Tyrell, has attended Lucy’s son Benji’s school and is in Benji’s class, Tyrell a couple of months the senior. They have become good friends in a short time. Tyrell’s father works shifts at the local foundry where Paul also works as a manager, also on shift work. This has worked out well, especially for Tyrell’s dad, Tony, as they can share a ride into the works and Lucy can take the boys to and from school together saving Tony from organizing a lift for Tyrell.
“Hi Mrs Baxter”, said Tyrell as he got into Lucy's car on Monday morning, along with Benji - both in the back. “Morning Tyrell”, Lucy replied putting the car in gear and moving off. It could take half an hour sometimes at this time of day with all the traffic. Generally stop-start all the way, even though it was only a few miles. Benji was occupied as usual with his phone, immersed in playing some sort of game; he was always like this in the car. Tyrell on the other hand, although often looking at his phone seemed to like to chat and Lucy noticed that he often stared at her through her rear view mirror. She found this disconcerting after a week, but decided that she was being foolish and tried to forget about it. She noticed he was staring at her now and she again felt a little uncomfortable.
In fact Tyrell had huge erection because he was thinking of imagined Benji’s mum naked and sucking his cock - he thought she was really fit. As soon as he saw her he had fantasies about her, Lucy was 37 and so much older than him but she was trim and had a really nice ass. He wondered if she had ever had a black cock – if not he would love to be the first. He had fucked one girl in his life – she was older than him too, but not by much. She was nice to look at but she was a virgin too, so the sex was more a lot of fumbling and mess than anything else. Since then he had developed a taste for porn and spent most of his online time watching it. He was imagining Mrs Baxter in a porn film right now, tits swinging as she got pounded by his cock. It was making him really hard and his lust was emboldening him.
He started the Whatsapp app on his phone and scrolling down his contacts he found Mrs Baxter's number – they had exchanged numbers when they worked out the travel arrangements – and he typed in “I think you look really sexy!” and put a devils emoticon after it. His heart was beating with the excitement -and a bit of fear – and pushed the send. He wondered if Mrs Baxter would pick it up now or later, he knew people often didn’t look at their phones when driving.
Lucy’s phone beeped. She was sitting in traffic and stationary. She was always wary of being spotted by a cop and looked around and seeing no police she picked up her phone which was beside her on the seat and saw it was a message from Tyrell. Surprised she quickly looked in the mirror at him. He was staring intently at her reflection. Puzzled she smiled and opened the message. She had to read the message twice before she understood it, her mouth dropped open and she turned a shade of pink. She looked back at Tyrell and Benji, Benji was as usual totally engrossed in his game and Tyrell was looking at her with a nervous smile. She started to say something but didn’t quite know what to say and at that moment she noticed the traffic was moving again, so she crawled along with the rest of the traffic.
What was the boy thinking about, she was wondering to herself! She wondered if she misread the message, so she glanced at it again. No, that’s exactly what it said! Benji’s schoolfriend was flirting with her! She felt confused and flattered.
Tyrell, emboldened by Mrs Baxter's reaction, which was to NOT yell at him felt his cock burning hard against his trousers. As he rubbed it through his trousers he wondered if he should take it to another level, a dangerous level. He glanced at both Benji and Mrs Baxter. She was flushed and occasionally glancing at him in her mirror; Benji was like, on another planet, completely focused on his video game.
Tyrell shifted in his seat, turning away so Benji would only see his back if he looked up and he made like he was looking out of the window at the traffic. Struggling with his zip and his erection he managed to unzip his fly and with relief he pulled his hard cock out; he didn’t think either Mrs Baxter or anyone outside the car could see his exposed and engorged cock and he stroked it with his left hand. With his other hand he managed to take a photo of it with his phone. He froze when the phone made a shutter noise, but nobody noticed, least of all Benji and Mrs Baxter just stared at the road ahead. Checking out the photo of his stiff cock and admiring it, he was sure Mrs Baxter would too. After a few seconds hesitation he sent Mrs Baxter another Whatsapp, “Look what you do to me!” and attached the picture of his erect cock.
Lucy’s phone pinged again. She was driving and she didn’t want to look anyway as she feared another message from Tyrell. She just didn’t know what to say! Tyrell forced his hard cock back inside his trousers. He would have to wait to see if that had any further consequences, good or bad, for him. He imagined the walloping his dad would give him if he found out, although he had noticed how his dad looked at Mrs Baxter too.
Lucy was relieved when they arrived at school and the boys got out. Tyrell and Lucy acted as if nothing had happened. As the boys walked away Lucy grabbed her phone and looked at the message, as she suspected it was from Tyrell. As she looked at it her she gasped in shock. “My God! He sent her a picture of his cock!” she whispered to herself. She realised he must have done it as they were driving - with Benji beside him! She was amazed at his nerve. She stared at the picture of his erect black cock and she was astonished it seemed so big. Must be an optical illusion she felt, he is only Benji’s age! But she had heard Black men's cocks were bigger, she just never thought about it. As she drove back home she felt slightly excited and flattered. Paul wasn’t that interested in sex nowadays, he was always so busy with work.
When she arrived home she put the kettle on and went into the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror. She did feel attractive, even if Paul didn’t seem so interested. But to a f******n year old? The picture of his cock came into her mind again and she felt her hand dropping to her pussy, rubbing it through her skirt. She went upstairs, laid on the bed and masturbated herself, she hadn’t done that for years, she realised she was so wet! She climaxed with a shudder, she didn’t remember having an orgasm so quickly before from masturbating herself and with a guilty thought she realised the image she had in her mind, was one of a hard black cock filling her pussy.
She was so wet she felt she needed a shower and as she soaped herself, to wash away her fluids she couldn’t help touching herself again. She felt so shocked with herself, at her reaction and she wondered what she would say to Tyrell.
It was not her turn to pick up the boys from school that evening and Lucy felt slightly relieved, she was unsure how Tyrell was going to act, but later that evening she felt her phone vibrate. She had turned off the sound as she was worried she would get a message when Paul was there. She went into the kitchen and sure enough it was another message from Tyrell.
“Mrs Baxter, I think you look so sexy! You see what you do to me? You have to help me”. There were several pleading smiley faces following.
She had to put a stop to this she realised. “Tyrell, I’m flattered, but I’m old enough to be your mother and this must stop.” She pressed send. Almost straight away she had a return message.
“What do you think of my cock? It’s big isn’t it?” My God! She thought, he isn’t stopping.
Another message “Would you like a tribute?”
Bloody hell! She wondered what to do. What did he mean by ‘a tribute’?
She decided to call him.
“Tyrell, you must stop this now!”
“Aww Mrs Baxter, I just like you so much!”
“You mustn’t. I’m old enough to be your mum”
“But you’re not my mum, and you are so sexy”
“Stoppit Tyrell” Lucy hissed.
“Let me do you a tribute!”
“What? What do you mean ‘tribute’?”
“A tribute; you’ll see”
If you do this tribute will you stop?”
“Maybe”
Lucy cursed to herself, “Do it then, and stop!”
She hung up. This was becoming difficult.
After ten minutes her phone vibrated in her hand. A video message. Making sure her husband was still watching the news on the TV and wondering what this must be, she retreated to the bathroom to see what the mischievous boy was up to.
This time she couldn’t believe her eyes. She dropped the phone in her lap and stared at it before picking it up and running the video three times. What she saw was her own Whatsapp picture - Tyrell must have printed it out somehow, and then over it she saw a black cock appear! Tyrells cock, she assumed, with him masturbating it over her photo. She watched as his hand gripped his cock, rubbing it up and down, pulling back his foreskin to expose a dark pink tip; he did this for about thirty seconds and she saw his body jerk and his legs stiffen. Her mouth was dry as she then saw three huge ejaculations from his cock, spurting over the picture of her face, the force and amount of the ejaculations bemused her as much as the act of him, then three other, smaller ones. He carried on masturbating then slowly squeezed his cock so that one last drip of thick goo was forced out of his cock. It stuck there and she watched dumbfounded as he lifted her picture and smeared the cum all over it with his still hard cock.
“What do you think?” was the title.
She didn’t reply and quickly turned off her phone, terrified that another message would come.
That night in bed, Paul wasn’t interested as usual, which made Lucy happy as she couldn’t get the thought of that cock, which WAS big, bigger than Paul’s, ejecting it’s seed over her picture. Try as she might, she couldn’t erase the picture in her mind of him standing there holding his cock. As the night wore on she was wondering what it would be like to take it in her hands, to caress it. It was wrong but she felt good about being attractive to someone, even one so young, she also felt excited at being the object of lust.
She felt so ashamed but she went to the bathroom and masturbated for the third time in eighteen hours, climaxing with the thought of Tyrells cock inside her, exploding inside her. When it was over she went back to her snoring husband and fell into a troubled sleep.
Next morning, thank God, Tyrells dad took the k**s to school. It was his turn now all week. Lucy felt relief at that, she didn’t know what to say to Tyrell if she saw him. Much less with Benji around.
The day after was Friday, and when Benji arrived home from school he was just about to go and get changed when he said “Oh, mum. Tyrells dad said would you mind collecting Tyrell from school later. Terrell's had some sort of study period after school tonight and his dad needs to be at work”
Lucy’s calm dissolved “What do you mean some sort of study period?”
“Oh, I dunno mum!” Benji whined, “ Tyrell said something about it yesterday, and he would be staying an hour after school.”
Lucy wondered if Tyrell had set this up. She looked at the clock, an hour after meant she would have to leave in fifteen minutes. She panicked at the thought of picking up Tyrell alone, “ Benji, how about coming with me for Tyrell?”
“Aww, mum” Benji whined again, “I’ve got loads to do and dad said he would take me to get a new phone tonight”.
Lucy didn’t bother to argue, Benji would only dig his heels in deeper .u*********sly she looked at herself in the hall mirror to see how she looked. She smoothed down her dress and thought “What the hell”.
Lucy arrived at the almost deserted school. Tyrell was lounging around outside the gates, looking like he’d been there a while. Tyrell had tried to work out how to get Mrs Baxter alone all week. Each day that there had been no comeback for his audacious post to Mrs Baxter he felt more and more sure of himself although he hadn’t had the courage to message her again.
Each night he had wanked himself to sleep with the image of Mrs Baxter's lovely body. He hadn’t seen her nude - yet, he leered to himself – but he imagined her tits in his hands, he imagined his cock in her pussy, in her ass and especially in her mouth, her lovely full lips wrapped around his throbbing cock. He wondered if she shaved her pussy. He imagined scenarios where she would drop down on her knees in front of him to accept his cock, he imagined her lying on a bed, legs opened wide to take him, her legs wrapped around his body in ecstasy. All this fueled by online porn where white suburban wives take young black lovers.
He was obsessed by her and even at his young age, he knew somehow that she was ripe for taking. He had plotted this evening for a day or two and came up with the idea of pretending to stay late at school so Mrs Baxter would have to come and get him – he had hoped she wouldn’t bring Benji too. He had a bold idea, one that always worked in the porn films and he was so filled with testosterone he had convinced himself it would work for him too.
Waiting for her he kept rubbing his cock through his pocket. He had to keep turning away as a couple of people approached from time to time. He was stiff as a rod and he desperately hoped Benji – or anybody else - wouldn’t be there too. When he saw the car approaching and she was alone his heart skipped a beat.
Lucy didn’t look up as he opened the front door and got in beside her “Don’t mind me being in the front Mrs Baxter?” he asked with a cheeky grin as he deliberately allowed the bulge in his trousers to show.
Lucy smiled nervously, deliberately ignored Tyrells erection bulging in his trousers and started the car. As they drove off Tyrell asked straight away “Did you like the tribute?”
“Erm, Tyrell, you must stop this...” Lucy quietly said.
“Yes, but did you like it?”, Tyrell was taking no notice.
“I….I didn’t know that was what you meant”
“A tribute, to a sexy lady. A very sexy and attractive lady” Tyrell smiled and looked pleased with himself.
“Look, Tyrell…...”
“You’ve got me hard Mrs Baxter,” he loudly interjected “I can’t stop thinking about you. You want to see?” This was the time, he thought, he steeled himself, and with his heart beating with equal amounts of fear, lust and expectation, without waiting for an answer he lifted his backside from the seat, undid his trousers and pulled his trousers and pants down so his stiff cock flopped out. He sat back with his cock pointing upwards, staring at her. Lucy was horrified and excited at the same time. She kept glancing at it as she drove, it really was so big.
“People will see!”
“No they won’t, it’s getting dark, besides not while were moving, they won’t”
Lucy’s gazes passed back and forth from the road to the boys huge black cock. Tyrell was stroking it now and looking at Lucy “What do you think?” he kept asking her. Lucy didn’t know what to think or do. She was terrified somebody she knew would see. “Please Tyrell, I think you are really, erm… quite big. But please put it away.”
“Don’t you want to touch it?” Lucy in fact felt an urge to do just that. “Go on, just touch it” Tyrell urged. Lucy shook her head but, for a reason she didn’t understand reached across and placed her hand on the boys erection, driving with one hand and trying to look at her small hand on such a big cock, and keeping the car on a straight line. She felt the heat of it and she realised it was so much harder than Paul’s cock.
Tyrell felt Mrs Baxter’s cool fingers on his hot cock. This went beyond his hopes. It felt so good, but he wanted much more. “Let’s stop Mrs Baxter. Look, we’re near the pub car park. Please Mrs Baxter.”
“We mustn’t Tyrell” Lucy replied, but she didn’t take her hand off the boys cock. She drove past the pub, than again for a reason she didn’t understand she said “At the park, I’ll stop there” Then more sternly, and trying to be in control “And then you must stop”
Tyrell smiled.
Dusk had already arrived as she switched off the car. Tyrell had gone back to stroking his cock, while Lucy stared at it. “Touch it again Mrs Baxter, it felt so good”
Lucy reached across again, quickly looking around to make sure there were no passers by. She grasped his cock this time, wondering at it’s size and hardness. She saw he had been circumcised and its big cock-head gleamed with a little sticky precum. “Is it as big as your husbands,” Tyrell asked.
“Bigger” Lucy whispered as she rubbed it once up and down. Suddenly Tyrell ejaculated a stream of cum. It shot over Lucy’s chin and dress. She jerked back in surprise and another stream of cum shot out, this time missing her but landing on the car’s dashboard. Suddenly she found herself giggling, Tyrell joining in the laughter.
“You little sod,”she said, You knew that was going to happen, you could have warned me!”
Tyrell laughed “Yeah, but I wanted to splash you!”
Lucy wiped her chin and looked at Tyrells cum. She was amazed it was so thick, it clung to her fingers like jelly, Paul’s was runny and often ran down her legs after sex.
Curiously she held a finger to her mouth and licked it off, tasting the boys thick seed. It tasted strong.
“I’m getting hard again Mrs Baxter”
Amazingly Tyrells cock sprang back up again. She rubbed it up and down without thinking, feeling it get stiffer and stiffer in her hand. This time she couldn't stop herself and she bent over and took his cock in her mouth. She still tasted his cum from his first ejaculation. Slowly she lowered her head over his cock, and slid it almost all in. She was unable to take it all. Her mouth stretched wide to accommodate it’s girth and she felt a shiver of delight as she heard the boy gasp at the softness of her mouth on his cock.
She bobbed up and down on it, she felt his huge testicles, then removed his cock from her mouth and she sucked on his sac, licking gently his balls. He groaned and held her head, she felt a hand search under the back of her dress, she bent upright and smiled at Tyrell and undid the zipper on her dress, then unclasped her bra. Her breast’s fell forward and she bent to take his cock in her mouth again as she felt his hands gently squeezing her breasts. He held her head again and he started to buck and fuck her mouth and she felt his cock throb and once again the boy came, this time all of it in her mouth. He gasped as he ejaculated, she feeling it, tasting it as it filled her mouth. Not so forceful, but still thick and strong and stringy. She swallowed it all, finally lifting her head from his cock and smiling at him. “Oh Mrs Baxter!” was all Tyrell could say as he panted.
He couldn’t believe it had happened, and he still couldn’t believe what happened next, for now he saw her slide out of her dress, out of her clothes, “In the back now Tyrell, it’s my turn” and she clambered over to the back seat, he falling on top of her. He felt her hand grabbing his cock, she felt it growing again, amazed at the speed of his recovery.
Lucy felt his nervousness and she guided his cock to her pussy. He needed little encouragement and he started to fuck her. Twice he had cum, this was going to much longer and enjoyable he thought as he slid his cock inside her wet pussy.
“Yes, Don told me he had sold to a black family. He also said it was a father and son, no wife – didn’t know the k** was about Benji’s age”, replied Paul her husband. “Not many blacks near here, it will be good for Benji to have a friend from a different culture”, Lucy murmured to herself.
That was on Saturday four weeks ago. Since then the boy, Tyrell, has attended Lucy’s son Benji’s school and is in Benji’s class, Tyrell a couple of months the senior. They have become good friends in a short time. Tyrell’s father works shifts at the local foundry where Paul also works as a manager, also on shift work. This has worked out well, especially for Tyrell’s dad, Tony, as they can share a ride into the works and Lucy can take the boys to and from school together saving Tony from organizing a lift for Tyrell.
“Hi Mrs Baxter”, said Tyrell as he got into Lucy's car on Monday morning, along with Benji - both in the back. “Morning Tyrell”, Lucy replied putting the car in gear and moving off. It could take half an hour sometimes at this time of day with all the traffic. Generally stop-start all the way, even though it was only a few miles. Benji was occupied as usual with his phone, immersed in playing some sort of game; he was always like this in the car. Tyrell on the other hand, although often looking at his phone seemed to like to chat and Lucy noticed that he often stared at her through her rear view mirror. She found this disconcerting after a week, but decided that she was being foolish and tried to forget about it. She noticed he was staring at her now and she again felt a little uncomfortable.
In fact Tyrell had huge erection because he was thinking of imagined Benji’s mum naked and sucking his cock - he thought she was really fit. As soon as he saw her he had fantasies about her, Lucy was 37 and so much older than him but she was trim and had a really nice ass. He wondered if she had ever had a black cock – if not he would love to be the first. He had fucked one girl in his life – she was older than him too, but not by much. She was nice to look at but she was a virgin too, so the sex was more a lot of fumbling and mess than anything else. Since then he had developed a taste for porn and spent most of his online time watching it. He was imagining Mrs Baxter in a porn film right now, tits swinging as she got pounded by his cock. It was making him really hard and his lust was emboldening him.
He started the Whatsapp app on his phone and scrolling down his contacts he found Mrs Baxter's number – they had exchanged numbers when they worked out the travel arrangements – and he typed in “I think you look really sexy!” and put a devils emoticon after it. His heart was beating with the excitement -and a bit of fear – and pushed the send. He wondered if Mrs Baxter would pick it up now or later, he knew people often didn’t look at their phones when driving.
Lucy’s phone beeped. She was sitting in traffic and stationary. She was always wary of being spotted by a cop and looked around and seeing no police she picked up her phone which was beside her on the seat and saw it was a message from Tyrell. Surprised she quickly looked in the mirror at him. He was staring intently at her reflection. Puzzled she smiled and opened the message. She had to read the message twice before she understood it, her mouth dropped open and she turned a shade of pink. She looked back at Tyrell and Benji, Benji was as usual totally engrossed in his game and Tyrell was looking at her with a nervous smile. She started to say something but didn’t quite know what to say and at that moment she noticed the traffic was moving again, so she crawled along with the rest of the traffic.
What was the boy thinking about, she was wondering to herself! She wondered if she misread the message, so she glanced at it again. No, that’s exactly what it said! Benji’s schoolfriend was flirting with her! She felt confused and flattered.
Tyrell, emboldened by Mrs Baxter's reaction, which was to NOT yell at him felt his cock burning hard against his trousers. As he rubbed it through his trousers he wondered if he should take it to another level, a dangerous level. He glanced at both Benji and Mrs Baxter. She was flushed and occasionally glancing at him in her mirror; Benji was like, on another planet, completely focused on his video game.
Tyrell shifted in his seat, turning away so Benji would only see his back if he looked up and he made like he was looking out of the window at the traffic. Struggling with his zip and his erection he managed to unzip his fly and with relief he pulled his hard cock out; he didn’t think either Mrs Baxter or anyone outside the car could see his exposed and engorged cock and he stroked it with his left hand. With his other hand he managed to take a photo of it with his phone. He froze when the phone made a shutter noise, but nobody noticed, least of all Benji and Mrs Baxter just stared at the road ahead. Checking out the photo of his stiff cock and admiring it, he was sure Mrs Baxter would too. After a few seconds hesitation he sent Mrs Baxter another Whatsapp, “Look what you do to me!” and attached the picture of his erect cock.
Lucy’s phone pinged again. She was driving and she didn’t want to look anyway as she feared another message from Tyrell. She just didn’t know what to say! Tyrell forced his hard cock back inside his trousers. He would have to wait to see if that had any further consequences, good or bad, for him. He imagined the walloping his dad would give him if he found out, although he had noticed how his dad looked at Mrs Baxter too.
Lucy was relieved when they arrived at school and the boys got out. Tyrell and Lucy acted as if nothing had happened. As the boys walked away Lucy grabbed her phone and looked at the message, as she suspected it was from Tyrell. As she looked at it her she gasped in shock. “My God! He sent her a picture of his cock!” she whispered to herself. She realised he must have done it as they were driving - with Benji beside him! She was amazed at his nerve. She stared at the picture of his erect black cock and she was astonished it seemed so big. Must be an optical illusion she felt, he is only Benji’s age! But she had heard Black men's cocks were bigger, she just never thought about it. As she drove back home she felt slightly excited and flattered. Paul wasn’t that interested in sex nowadays, he was always so busy with work.
When she arrived home she put the kettle on and went into the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror. She did feel attractive, even if Paul didn’t seem so interested. But to a f******n year old? The picture of his cock came into her mind again and she felt her hand dropping to her pussy, rubbing it through her skirt. She went upstairs, laid on the bed and masturbated herself, she hadn’t done that for years, she realised she was so wet! She climaxed with a shudder, she didn’t remember having an orgasm so quickly before from masturbating herself and with a guilty thought she realised the image she had in her mind, was one of a hard black cock filling her pussy.
She was so wet she felt she needed a shower and as she soaped herself, to wash away her fluids she couldn’t help touching herself again. She felt so shocked with herself, at her reaction and she wondered what she would say to Tyrell.
It was not her turn to pick up the boys from school that evening and Lucy felt slightly relieved, she was unsure how Tyrell was going to act, but later that evening she felt her phone vibrate. She had turned off the sound as she was worried she would get a message when Paul was there. She went into the kitchen and sure enough it was another message from Tyrell.
“Mrs Baxter, I think you look so sexy! You see what you do to me? You have to help me”. There were several pleading smiley faces following.
She had to put a stop to this she realised. “Tyrell, I’m flattered, but I’m old enough to be your mother and this must stop.” She pressed send. Almost straight away she had a return message.
“What do you think of my cock? It’s big isn’t it?” My God! She thought, he isn’t stopping.
Another message “Would you like a tribute?”
Bloody hell! She wondered what to do. What did he mean by ‘a tribute’?
She decided to call him.
“Tyrell, you must stop this now!”
“Aww Mrs Baxter, I just like you so much!”
“You mustn’t. I’m old enough to be your mum”
“But you’re not my mum, and you are so sexy”
“Stoppit Tyrell” Lucy hissed.
“Let me do you a tribute!”
“What? What do you mean ‘tribute’?”
“A tribute; you’ll see”
If you do this tribute will you stop?”
“Maybe”
Lucy cursed to herself, “Do it then, and stop!”
She hung up. This was becoming difficult.
After ten minutes her phone vibrated in her hand. A video message. Making sure her husband was still watching the news on the TV and wondering what this must be, she retreated to the bathroom to see what the mischievous boy was up to.
This time she couldn’t believe her eyes. She dropped the phone in her lap and stared at it before picking it up and running the video three times. What she saw was her own Whatsapp picture - Tyrell must have printed it out somehow, and then over it she saw a black cock appear! Tyrells cock, she assumed, with him masturbating it over her photo. She watched as his hand gripped his cock, rubbing it up and down, pulling back his foreskin to expose a dark pink tip; he did this for about thirty seconds and she saw his body jerk and his legs stiffen. Her mouth was dry as she then saw three huge ejaculations from his cock, spurting over the picture of her face, the force and amount of the ejaculations bemused her as much as the act of him, then three other, smaller ones. He carried on masturbating then slowly squeezed his cock so that one last drip of thick goo was forced out of his cock. It stuck there and she watched dumbfounded as he lifted her picture and smeared the cum all over it with his still hard cock.
“What do you think?” was the title.
She didn’t reply and quickly turned off her phone, terrified that another message would come.
That night in bed, Paul wasn’t interested as usual, which made Lucy happy as she couldn’t get the thought of that cock, which WAS big, bigger than Paul’s, ejecting it’s seed over her picture. Try as she might, she couldn’t erase the picture in her mind of him standing there holding his cock. As the night wore on she was wondering what it would be like to take it in her hands, to caress it. It was wrong but she felt good about being attractive to someone, even one so young, she also felt excited at being the object of lust.
She felt so ashamed but she went to the bathroom and masturbated for the third time in eighteen hours, climaxing with the thought of Tyrells cock inside her, exploding inside her. When it was over she went back to her snoring husband and fell into a troubled sleep.
Next morning, thank God, Tyrells dad took the k**s to school. It was his turn now all week. Lucy felt relief at that, she didn’t know what to say to Tyrell if she saw him. Much less with Benji around.
The day after was Friday, and when Benji arrived home from school he was just about to go and get changed when he said “Oh, mum. Tyrells dad said would you mind collecting Tyrell from school later. Terrell's had some sort of study period after school tonight and his dad needs to be at work”
Lucy’s calm dissolved “What do you mean some sort of study period?”
“Oh, I dunno mum!” Benji whined, “ Tyrell said something about it yesterday, and he would be staying an hour after school.”
Lucy wondered if Tyrell had set this up. She looked at the clock, an hour after meant she would have to leave in fifteen minutes. She panicked at the thought of picking up Tyrell alone, “ Benji, how about coming with me for Tyrell?”
“Aww, mum” Benji whined again, “I’ve got loads to do and dad said he would take me to get a new phone tonight”.
Lucy didn’t bother to argue, Benji would only dig his heels in deeper .u*********sly she looked at herself in the hall mirror to see how she looked. She smoothed down her dress and thought “What the hell”.
Lucy arrived at the almost deserted school. Tyrell was lounging around outside the gates, looking like he’d been there a while. Tyrell had tried to work out how to get Mrs Baxter alone all week. Each day that there had been no comeback for his audacious post to Mrs Baxter he felt more and more sure of himself although he hadn’t had the courage to message her again.
Each night he had wanked himself to sleep with the image of Mrs Baxter's lovely body. He hadn’t seen her nude - yet, he leered to himself – but he imagined her tits in his hands, he imagined his cock in her pussy, in her ass and especially in her mouth, her lovely full lips wrapped around his throbbing cock. He wondered if she shaved her pussy. He imagined scenarios where she would drop down on her knees in front of him to accept his cock, he imagined her lying on a bed, legs opened wide to take him, her legs wrapped around his body in ecstasy. All this fueled by online porn where white suburban wives take young black lovers.
He was obsessed by her and even at his young age, he knew somehow that she was ripe for taking. He had plotted this evening for a day or two and came up with the idea of pretending to stay late at school so Mrs Baxter would have to come and get him – he had hoped she wouldn’t bring Benji too. He had a bold idea, one that always worked in the porn films and he was so filled with testosterone he had convinced himself it would work for him too.
Waiting for her he kept rubbing his cock through his pocket. He had to keep turning away as a couple of people approached from time to time. He was stiff as a rod and he desperately hoped Benji – or anybody else - wouldn’t be there too. When he saw the car approaching and she was alone his heart skipped a beat.
Lucy didn’t look up as he opened the front door and got in beside her “Don’t mind me being in the front Mrs Baxter?” he asked with a cheeky grin as he deliberately allowed the bulge in his trousers to show.
Lucy smiled nervously, deliberately ignored Tyrells erection bulging in his trousers and started the car. As they drove off Tyrell asked straight away “Did you like the tribute?”
“Erm, Tyrell, you must stop this...” Lucy quietly said.
“Yes, but did you like it?”, Tyrell was taking no notice.
“I….I didn’t know that was what you meant”
“A tribute, to a sexy lady. A very sexy and attractive lady” Tyrell smiled and looked pleased with himself.
“Look, Tyrell…...”
“You’ve got me hard Mrs Baxter,” he loudly interjected “I can’t stop thinking about you. You want to see?” This was the time, he thought, he steeled himself, and with his heart beating with equal amounts of fear, lust and expectation, without waiting for an answer he lifted his backside from the seat, undid his trousers and pulled his trousers and pants down so his stiff cock flopped out. He sat back with his cock pointing upwards, staring at her. Lucy was horrified and excited at the same time. She kept glancing at it as she drove, it really was so big.
“People will see!”
“No they won’t, it’s getting dark, besides not while were moving, they won’t”
Lucy’s gazes passed back and forth from the road to the boys huge black cock. Tyrell was stroking it now and looking at Lucy “What do you think?” he kept asking her. Lucy didn’t know what to think or do. She was terrified somebody she knew would see. “Please Tyrell, I think you are really, erm… quite big. But please put it away.”
“Don’t you want to touch it?” Lucy in fact felt an urge to do just that. “Go on, just touch it” Tyrell urged. Lucy shook her head but, for a reason she didn’t understand reached across and placed her hand on the boys erection, driving with one hand and trying to look at her small hand on such a big cock, and keeping the car on a straight line. She felt the heat of it and she realised it was so much harder than Paul’s cock.
Tyrell felt Mrs Baxter’s cool fingers on his hot cock. This went beyond his hopes. It felt so good, but he wanted much more. “Let’s stop Mrs Baxter. Look, we’re near the pub car park. Please Mrs Baxter.”
“We mustn’t Tyrell” Lucy replied, but she didn’t take her hand off the boys cock. She drove past the pub, than again for a reason she didn’t understand she said “At the park, I’ll stop there” Then more sternly, and trying to be in control “And then you must stop”
Tyrell smiled.
Dusk had already arrived as she switched off the car. Tyrell had gone back to stroking his cock, while Lucy stared at it. “Touch it again Mrs Baxter, it felt so good”
Lucy reached across again, quickly looking around to make sure there were no passers by. She grasped his cock this time, wondering at it’s size and hardness. She saw he had been circumcised and its big cock-head gleamed with a little sticky precum. “Is it as big as your husbands,” Tyrell asked.
“Bigger” Lucy whispered as she rubbed it once up and down. Suddenly Tyrell ejaculated a stream of cum. It shot over Lucy’s chin and dress. She jerked back in surprise and another stream of cum shot out, this time missing her but landing on the car’s dashboard. Suddenly she found herself giggling, Tyrell joining in the laughter.
“You little sod,”she said, You knew that was going to happen, you could have warned me!”
Tyrell laughed “Yeah, but I wanted to splash you!”
Lucy wiped her chin and looked at Tyrells cum. She was amazed it was so thick, it clung to her fingers like jelly, Paul’s was runny and often ran down her legs after sex.
Curiously she held a finger to her mouth and licked it off, tasting the boys thick seed. It tasted strong.
“I’m getting hard again Mrs Baxter”
Amazingly Tyrells cock sprang back up again. She rubbed it up and down without thinking, feeling it get stiffer and stiffer in her hand. This time she couldn't stop herself and she bent over and took his cock in her mouth. She still tasted his cum from his first ejaculation. Slowly she lowered her head over his cock, and slid it almost all in. She was unable to take it all. Her mouth stretched wide to accommodate it’s girth and she felt a shiver of delight as she heard the boy gasp at the softness of her mouth on his cock.
She bobbed up and down on it, she felt his huge testicles, then removed his cock from her mouth and she sucked on his sac, licking gently his balls. He groaned and held her head, she felt a hand search under the back of her dress, she bent upright and smiled at Tyrell and undid the zipper on her dress, then unclasped her bra. Her breast’s fell forward and she bent to take his cock in her mouth again as she felt his hands gently squeezing her breasts. He held her head again and he started to buck and fuck her mouth and she felt his cock throb and once again the boy came, this time all of it in her mouth. He gasped as he ejaculated, she feeling it, tasting it as it filled her mouth. Not so forceful, but still thick and strong and stringy. She swallowed it all, finally lifting her head from his cock and smiling at him. “Oh Mrs Baxter!” was all Tyrell could say as he panted.
He couldn’t believe it had happened, and he still couldn’t believe what happened next, for now he saw her slide out of her dress, out of her clothes, “In the back now Tyrell, it’s my turn” and she clambered over to the back seat, he falling on top of her. He felt her hand grabbing his cock, she felt it growing again, amazed at the speed of his recovery.
Lucy felt his nervousness and she guided his cock to her pussy. He needed little encouragement and he started to fuck her. Twice he had cum, this was going to much longer and enjoyable he thought as he slid his cock inside her wet pussy.
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