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“Let’s go to my house” he whispered. “We have a pool where we keep the water pleasantly warm”.
“But I do not have a bathing suit” I mouthed quietly.
“Don’t worry, we’ll find something. Besides, the pool has very high walls and no one will see us.” He answered and took care of the bill by simply telling the waiter to put it on his account.
We drove up the La Jolla hills and I realized that his house was not a house, it was a mansion. As we entered the atrium, “I’m here” he said loudly.
From the inside of the house an older woman’s voice answered “Art and I are in the kitchen”.
“Art is my Mom’s Leena, boyfriend” he informed me, now I was confused. I was expecting Calvin and I to be alone and now there were four of us.
Calvin took me by the hand and led me to the kitchen. It was a kitchen that was lifted from the pages of Architectural Digest. It was bright and airy with windows and a door leading to the pool. The center isle was big enough to seat at least ten and equipment that could accommodate an affair for two dozen. What caught my eye was that the center work space had your every-day aphrodisiacs such as Chocolate-Dipped Strawberries, Dark Chocolate Mint Leaves, Figs, Honey cocktails.
“Mom, this is Samantha” Calvin introduced me. His mother was nothing of what I had expected. She was a woman who took care of herself. She was tall, perfectly tanned, trim, wearing a minimum of makeup. She did have some nip-n-tuck but all was tasteful. It was not difficult to see that under her short silk robe reached just below her navel, she was naked with her hard nipples making for nice pokies. Her extremely shapely legs were slightly spread with a shadow outline of her feminine gap. On her right ankle she had Tiffany’s style diamond bracelet worn like an anklet. Even for myself, I would not have minded if I looked as good at her age. It was not difficult to see that under her short silk robe reached just below her gap, she was naked with her hard nipples making for nice pokies.
Art was something else. He was a beautiful black man also clad in a short silk robe. His skin was coal black and not chocolate as many African-Americans are. His physic towered over all of us. His short silk robe was open enough to show steely chest with a six-pack. One of his arms was d****d over Leena as if protecting her and she obviously enjoyed his touch. But what could not escape any of our attention was his half hard massiveness peeking through the his robe’s folds.
“Oh,” Leena crooned “Calvin did not tell you tell you about our lifestyle; you see we’re naturalists. Are you OK with that?”
“O.K. Why not, at least once I’m game to try anything.” I answered.
“Fantastic” Leena continued, “Art and I will go to our bedroom for a while. You two get yourself comfortable and go to the pool.
I liked her, I felt a bit self-conscious about undressing in front of them and it was good that they went to another part of the mansion. Calvin, put his arm around my waist and we walked to the pool’s terrace.
“Hei Calvin, I like this, let’s get naked”, I said. He pointed to an adjacent room. I went in and in a flash I was naked. With marked joy my nipples got hard and as I went outside I almost gasped with disappointment. Calvin did not have manhood, he had a Dicklette.
“Don’t let my size worry you. You are going to have fun” he said. He pointed at the Jacuzzi and continued “Sit here”. The spot had an up pointing jet; I sat on it maneuvering my torso so that the stream hit my clit just at the angle and right intensity to give a most erotic thrill. He cupped my face, kissed my eyelids and my open mouth. I returned his kiss with our tongues craving the sensuality. His hands left my face, grabbed my nipples, pinched and twisted them just the right amount. I lost my breath, my body craved an orgasm. With my hand I grabbed his stubby. However inadequate it was, I wanted to hold a penis in my hand.
Calvin told me to standup and to lie-down on a nearby thick comforter. I instinctively lifted my knees and opened myself to him. He wetted three of his fingers cupped and inserted them into me with his thumb rubbing my clit. Lowering his mouth to my cunt he flickered and lapped my pussy lips. The rhythmic in & out of his fingers expertly massaged my G-spot, his mouth suck8ing my juices made my muscles tense. I did not care about anything. Just grabbed my own nipples and pulled them to a point of pain. Then my orgasm took over, my legs went into the air and came down onto his back.
“You fucker, You”. I yelled. “You little fucker”. I was uttering gibberish and moaning loudly. Legs were shaking. I was surprised from the strength of my orgasm that I got from his fingers and mouth.
As I relaxed I noticed that Leena and Art were lurking behind some curtains and I did not care. Turning to Calvin I said, “Let’s give Leena and Art a show”.
To which he replied “What do you have in mind?”
I grabbed him by his penis and started walking around the pool. Just as an old adage goes “When you have him by his balls his heart and mind will follow” Calvin followed and was as docile as one can be. I enjoyed leading him around especially knowing that Leena and Art were watching and decided to give him a mercy fuck and he was my toy to play with.
I wanked him hard then took his dicklette into my mouth to flick his tip and tease him and let him cum only when I wanted him to. As soon as I felt that he was about to cum, I took my mouth off him, squeezed his nuts and pulled them down harshly until he was no longer hard. I did this at least three or four times.
After a while I noticed that Leena and Art were no longer lurking but came out to the pool. As they got closer, Art took Leena’s robe off and took off his own robe as well. Now I saw his magnificence. It was porn star worthy with a shine from Leena’s juices. His cock was large, uncut, and veiny with a big, almost pointy pinkish head. It looked like a spear and on another level; I wanted to be speared with it.
I faced them and straddled Calvin’s face and lowered my cunt onto his mouth, with one hand I supported myself and with the other I grabbed his little nub-nub and began to wank him. Leena attentively was watching me.
Calvin’s tongue was buried in my hot pussy. He knew how to and was doing a great job eating me. I bucked against his face imagining hung Art fucking me. Calvin’s tongue was piercing licking and eating me as if he was at the last supper. I came in his face. After I settled down a bit I squeezed his head with my thighs and said, "Keep eating my pussy white boy!" He responded just as I wanted him to. He was grunting his excitement into my sopping pussy like a little glutton.
Art was kissing and playing with Leena. It was obvious that Leena was absolutely hot and with Art’s fingers in her pussy she was ready to cum. They were close enough to practically I could touch them. Art sat up and had Leena straddle him reverse cowgirl-style. With his free hand, Art reached into the robe’s pocket and took out a small vibrator. With his hands he pulled Leena’s knees to her chest spreading her shaved pinkness. She was moaning and had no escape from Art’s sexy grip, expert rocking on his weighty cockmeat. He put the vibrator on her clit and was relentless into making her cum and squirts of cum suddenly burst out. She soaked everyone, myself and Calvin included. She was cumming again and again in a cluster of orgasms that seemed to start before the last one stop.
Now, covered in Leena’s juices, I relented on Calvin’s stubby and let him spurt.
“We need to relax. I’m going into the pool. Who’s coming with me?” after few moments of relaxation, I asked. All looked at me and almost in a chorus they answered “I do, I do”.
The splash of the pool’s water was magnificent. The water in the pool reached just above my boob line. It was deep enough to swim or stand and fuck if you wanted to.
I decided to swim a little propelling myself with a breast stroke. It did not go un-noticed that Leena and Art gave a little pat to my floating tush. Art’s patting was a bit longer than a friendly touch.
I crossed the pool and propping myself at its edge floated on my back. As I was looking at them mischievously, I opened my legs wide and then closed them. With every movement I’d lift my torso to show them my willing pinkness. It did not take long for them to guess what I wanted. They came to me, Calvin was to my left, Art to my right and Leena came close to me, with her hand propped my tush and kissed my mound.
I lowered my legs and stood between the men. Leena got closer as our boobs touched; imitating a girly tweeny voice I asked “Can Art come out to play?” To which Art turned to me and said “Why don’t you ask me if I can come out and play? Would you like to play with my toy?” with that he took my hand and placed it on his semi rigid manmeat. His shaft filled my hand and I enjoyed the feel of the foreskin folds just behind the cock’s head.
Palms of his hands lifted my ass practically out of the water. Leena took his dick and placed it at my opening. Then he slowly lowered me onto his massiveness letting me adjust to him. Grabbing his neck I was kissing him. He returned my kisses with a power that I had ever experienced as all the time he was lifting and lowering me on his rigid manhood. The feel of him stretching me with the feel of the warm water gushing at my entrance were indescribable.
“Hold on to my neck” he said. “I’m gonna go on the deck” with me still impaled on his colossal cock and walked to the pool’s steps. I wrapped my legs around him for stability but he carried me with an ease and carefully as if I was a baby.
He lowered me onto the comforter with my head a bit raised so that I could see him fucking me. I was enchanted with the beautiful contrast of my pale color and the faint strawberry blond pussy hairs clinging to his dark ebony phallus. I could see my mons go up and down with every one of his slow and long strokes. He was a natural lover with a touch that knew what a woman wanted and right now I wanted all of him inside of me. I pulled my knees and spread as wide as I could. His rhythm did not stop and continued in a pace that only increased my sensuality. I was in a continuous state of cumming. Pressing my heels into his back I did not want for him to stop. Me “Oh, Love your cock. Fuck me.”, Him “Oh yeah Tell me you wanna be fucked deep, You gonna have to tell me you want it”. Me “Yes, I want it, fuck me deep” He “Oh yes, your pussy is hot, Tell me you love it” Me “oh God, Oh God”, Him “You got good pussy”.
With one hand he grabbed me under my back, said “hold on” and in one motion I was on top of him like a cowgirl. I wanted to be in control. I braced myself on his chest with my pussy muscles clutched his meaty bat feeling every vein of his dick ripping my insides with my G-spot pushing into his pubic bone. I rode him hard bringing myself to small orgasms.
Feeling that a big ‘O’ was building up inside me, I slowed and got off him. “I want you to finish me from behind” I uttered between my moans.
I positioned myself on all fours with my ass in the air and braced myself for the intrusion of his black monster. Turning my head looking over my shoulder, I saw his dick being ram-rod straight. Not a bend or curve anywhere. The thick veins were bulging’ the foreskin was stretched back past his cockhead. The head itself was a deep pink, in contrast to the glossy ebony skin of the shaft. At its base a pair of huge balls, tight to the shaft clearly ready to erupt! Art was stroking slowly, pulling the skin back as far as it would go. On every down-stroke his piss the hole would open wide – that too was huge. I tried to imagine the sperm jetting out into my womb.
Leena moved behind me, took Art’s cock into her mouth and sucked it a little, and guided it and pushed him into my open pussy. Art fed his helmet into me, pushing slowly. I thought he would rip me. I groaned, but pushed back, desperate to get him in. He was pumping me with roughness of a master. He was pulling my hair asking me why he should make me his slut. I’m usually reserved but now I did not care, I wanted to be his. “Because I need it, my pussy wants your big black cock. I am a slut for your cock. Use me” I warbled back. My moans and breathing were uncontrollable. His rhythmic fucking did not stop except that he was more shallow and faster with his strokes.
I was in sexual delirium. Calvin cupped my face and started kissing me. His kisses were deep as if to catch every morsel of my breath. Leena grabbed my nipples and was pulling and twisting them. In a loud voice she was saying “Cum Baby, Cum”, “Let it Go”, “Cum for me baby”, “Let him fill you with his seed”, “That’s it baby. He’s fucking you good, take his seed”. Then she grabbed Calvin’s cock. She clenched and released his twitching little white penis. Holding it firmly till his drops of cum was pumped out, covering her diamond rings.
This was an unbelievable scene. I was being doggie fucked by a black man. A mature good looking white woman was playing with my tits and cock milking her son for all it was worth. Her son’s tongue was playing with my tonsils. And in it all, I realized that I loved being the center of their carnal attention.
I wanted to cum so bad I rocked my hips pushing into Art with my pussy creaming on him. With that he pulled my hair and pushed his cock as deep as he could into me. Art rammed his cock fully against my cervix and lodged it there. With one hand he reached under and with fingers pressed and rubbed my clit. Then he shouted "here it comes, take it, take it all", his cock pulsing, spewing jet after jet of potent seed into my cunt and womb. Subconsciously, I knew this would happen, and I wanted it to. I clenched his cock with my cunt and had my most powerful orgasm.
GOD IT FELT SO FUCKING GOOD!
“Let’s go to my house” he whispered. “We have a pool where we keep the water pleasantly warm”.
“But I do not have a bathing suit” I mouthed quietly.
“Don’t worry, we’ll find something. Besides, the pool has very high walls and no one will see us.” He answered and took care of the bill by simply telling the waiter to put it on his account.
We drove up the La Jolla hills and I realized that his house was not a house, it was a mansion. As we entered the atrium, “I’m here” he said loudly.
From the inside of the house an older woman’s voice answered “Art and I are in the kitchen”.
“Art is my Mom’s Leena, boyfriend” he informed me, now I was confused. I was expecting Calvin and I to be alone and now there were four of us.
Calvin took me by the hand and led me to the kitchen. It was a kitchen that was lifted from the pages of Architectural Digest. It was bright and airy with windows and a door leading to the pool. The center isle was big enough to seat at least ten and equipment that could accommodate an affair for two dozen. What caught my eye was that the center work space had your every-day aphrodisiacs such as Chocolate-Dipped Strawberries, Dark Chocolate Mint Leaves, Figs, Honey cocktails.
“Mom, this is Samantha” Calvin introduced me. His mother was nothing of what I had expected. She was a woman who took care of herself. She was tall, perfectly tanned, trim, wearing a minimum of makeup. She did have some nip-n-tuck but all was tasteful. It was not difficult to see that under her short silk robe reached just below her navel, she was naked with her hard nipples making for nice pokies. Her extremely shapely legs were slightly spread with a shadow outline of her feminine gap. On her right ankle she had Tiffany’s style diamond bracelet worn like an anklet. Even for myself, I would not have minded if I looked as good at her age. It was not difficult to see that under her short silk robe reached just below her gap, she was naked with her hard nipples making for nice pokies.
Art was something else. He was a beautiful black man also clad in a short silk robe. His skin was coal black and not chocolate as many African-Americans are. His physic towered over all of us. His short silk robe was open enough to show steely chest with a six-pack. One of his arms was d****d over Leena as if protecting her and she obviously enjoyed his touch. But what could not escape any of our attention was his half hard massiveness peeking through the his robe’s folds.
“Oh,” Leena crooned “Calvin did not tell you tell you about our lifestyle; you see we’re naturalists. Are you OK with that?”
“O.K. Why not, at least once I’m game to try anything.” I answered.
“Fantastic” Leena continued, “Art and I will go to our bedroom for a while. You two get yourself comfortable and go to the pool.
I liked her, I felt a bit self-conscious about undressing in front of them and it was good that they went to another part of the mansion. Calvin, put his arm around my waist and we walked to the pool’s terrace.
“Hei Calvin, I like this, let’s get naked”, I said. He pointed to an adjacent room. I went in and in a flash I was naked. With marked joy my nipples got hard and as I went outside I almost gasped with disappointment. Calvin did not have manhood, he had a Dicklette.
“Don’t let my size worry you. You are going to have fun” he said. He pointed at the Jacuzzi and continued “Sit here”. The spot had an up pointing jet; I sat on it maneuvering my torso so that the stream hit my clit just at the angle and right intensity to give a most erotic thrill. He cupped my face, kissed my eyelids and my open mouth. I returned his kiss with our tongues craving the sensuality. His hands left my face, grabbed my nipples, pinched and twisted them just the right amount. I lost my breath, my body craved an orgasm. With my hand I grabbed his stubby. However inadequate it was, I wanted to hold a penis in my hand.
Calvin told me to standup and to lie-down on a nearby thick comforter. I instinctively lifted my knees and opened myself to him. He wetted three of his fingers cupped and inserted them into me with his thumb rubbing my clit. Lowering his mouth to my cunt he flickered and lapped my pussy lips. The rhythmic in & out of his fingers expertly massaged my G-spot, his mouth suck8ing my juices made my muscles tense. I did not care about anything. Just grabbed my own nipples and pulled them to a point of pain. Then my orgasm took over, my legs went into the air and came down onto his back.
“You fucker, You”. I yelled. “You little fucker”. I was uttering gibberish and moaning loudly. Legs were shaking. I was surprised from the strength of my orgasm that I got from his fingers and mouth.
As I relaxed I noticed that Leena and Art were lurking behind some curtains and I did not care. Turning to Calvin I said, “Let’s give Leena and Art a show”.
To which he replied “What do you have in mind?”
I grabbed him by his penis and started walking around the pool. Just as an old adage goes “When you have him by his balls his heart and mind will follow” Calvin followed and was as docile as one can be. I enjoyed leading him around especially knowing that Leena and Art were watching and decided to give him a mercy fuck and he was my toy to play with.
I wanked him hard then took his dicklette into my mouth to flick his tip and tease him and let him cum only when I wanted him to. As soon as I felt that he was about to cum, I took my mouth off him, squeezed his nuts and pulled them down harshly until he was no longer hard. I did this at least three or four times.
After a while I noticed that Leena and Art were no longer lurking but came out to the pool. As they got closer, Art took Leena’s robe off and took off his own robe as well. Now I saw his magnificence. It was porn star worthy with a shine from Leena’s juices. His cock was large, uncut, and veiny with a big, almost pointy pinkish head. It looked like a spear and on another level; I wanted to be speared with it.
I faced them and straddled Calvin’s face and lowered my cunt onto his mouth, with one hand I supported myself and with the other I grabbed his little nub-nub and began to wank him. Leena attentively was watching me.
Calvin’s tongue was buried in my hot pussy. He knew how to and was doing a great job eating me. I bucked against his face imagining hung Art fucking me. Calvin’s tongue was piercing licking and eating me as if he was at the last supper. I came in his face. After I settled down a bit I squeezed his head with my thighs and said, "Keep eating my pussy white boy!" He responded just as I wanted him to. He was grunting his excitement into my sopping pussy like a little glutton.
Art was kissing and playing with Leena. It was obvious that Leena was absolutely hot and with Art’s fingers in her pussy she was ready to cum. They were close enough to practically I could touch them. Art sat up and had Leena straddle him reverse cowgirl-style. With his free hand, Art reached into the robe’s pocket and took out a small vibrator. With his hands he pulled Leena’s knees to her chest spreading her shaved pinkness. She was moaning and had no escape from Art’s sexy grip, expert rocking on his weighty cockmeat. He put the vibrator on her clit and was relentless into making her cum and squirts of cum suddenly burst out. She soaked everyone, myself and Calvin included. She was cumming again and again in a cluster of orgasms that seemed to start before the last one stop.
Now, covered in Leena’s juices, I relented on Calvin’s stubby and let him spurt.
“We need to relax. I’m going into the pool. Who’s coming with me?” after few moments of relaxation, I asked. All looked at me and almost in a chorus they answered “I do, I do”.
The splash of the pool’s water was magnificent. The water in the pool reached just above my boob line. It was deep enough to swim or stand and fuck if you wanted to.
I decided to swim a little propelling myself with a breast stroke. It did not go un-noticed that Leena and Art gave a little pat to my floating tush. Art’s patting was a bit longer than a friendly touch.
I crossed the pool and propping myself at its edge floated on my back. As I was looking at them mischievously, I opened my legs wide and then closed them. With every movement I’d lift my torso to show them my willing pinkness. It did not take long for them to guess what I wanted. They came to me, Calvin was to my left, Art to my right and Leena came close to me, with her hand propped my tush and kissed my mound.
I lowered my legs and stood between the men. Leena got closer as our boobs touched; imitating a girly tweeny voice I asked “Can Art come out to play?” To which Art turned to me and said “Why don’t you ask me if I can come out and play? Would you like to play with my toy?” with that he took my hand and placed it on his semi rigid manmeat. His shaft filled my hand and I enjoyed the feel of the foreskin folds just behind the cock’s head.
Palms of his hands lifted my ass practically out of the water. Leena took his dick and placed it at my opening. Then he slowly lowered me onto his massiveness letting me adjust to him. Grabbing his neck I was kissing him. He returned my kisses with a power that I had ever experienced as all the time he was lifting and lowering me on his rigid manhood. The feel of him stretching me with the feel of the warm water gushing at my entrance were indescribable.
“Hold on to my neck” he said. “I’m gonna go on the deck” with me still impaled on his colossal cock and walked to the pool’s steps. I wrapped my legs around him for stability but he carried me with an ease and carefully as if I was a baby.
He lowered me onto the comforter with my head a bit raised so that I could see him fucking me. I was enchanted with the beautiful contrast of my pale color and the faint strawberry blond pussy hairs clinging to his dark ebony phallus. I could see my mons go up and down with every one of his slow and long strokes. He was a natural lover with a touch that knew what a woman wanted and right now I wanted all of him inside of me. I pulled my knees and spread as wide as I could. His rhythm did not stop and continued in a pace that only increased my sensuality. I was in a continuous state of cumming. Pressing my heels into his back I did not want for him to stop. Me “Oh, Love your cock. Fuck me.”, Him “Oh yeah Tell me you wanna be fucked deep, You gonna have to tell me you want it”. Me “Yes, I want it, fuck me deep” He “Oh yes, your pussy is hot, Tell me you love it” Me “oh God, Oh God”, Him “You got good pussy”.
With one hand he grabbed me under my back, said “hold on” and in one motion I was on top of him like a cowgirl. I wanted to be in control. I braced myself on his chest with my pussy muscles clutched his meaty bat feeling every vein of his dick ripping my insides with my G-spot pushing into his pubic bone. I rode him hard bringing myself to small orgasms.
Feeling that a big ‘O’ was building up inside me, I slowed and got off him. “I want you to finish me from behind” I uttered between my moans.
I positioned myself on all fours with my ass in the air and braced myself for the intrusion of his black monster. Turning my head looking over my shoulder, I saw his dick being ram-rod straight. Not a bend or curve anywhere. The thick veins were bulging’ the foreskin was stretched back past his cockhead. The head itself was a deep pink, in contrast to the glossy ebony skin of the shaft. At its base a pair of huge balls, tight to the shaft clearly ready to erupt! Art was stroking slowly, pulling the skin back as far as it would go. On every down-stroke his piss the hole would open wide – that too was huge. I tried to imagine the sperm jetting out into my womb.
Leena moved behind me, took Art’s cock into her mouth and sucked it a little, and guided it and pushed him into my open pussy. Art fed his helmet into me, pushing slowly. I thought he would rip me. I groaned, but pushed back, desperate to get him in. He was pumping me with roughness of a master. He was pulling my hair asking me why he should make me his slut. I’m usually reserved but now I did not care, I wanted to be his. “Because I need it, my pussy wants your big black cock. I am a slut for your cock. Use me” I warbled back. My moans and breathing were uncontrollable. His rhythmic fucking did not stop except that he was more shallow and faster with his strokes.
I was in sexual delirium. Calvin cupped my face and started kissing me. His kisses were deep as if to catch every morsel of my breath. Leena grabbed my nipples and was pulling and twisting them. In a loud voice she was saying “Cum Baby, Cum”, “Let it Go”, “Cum for me baby”, “Let him fill you with his seed”, “That’s it baby. He’s fucking you good, take his seed”. Then she grabbed Calvin’s cock. She clenched and released his twitching little white penis. Holding it firmly till his drops of cum was pumped out, covering her diamond rings.
This was an unbelievable scene. I was being doggie fucked by a black man. A mature good looking white woman was playing with my tits and cock milking her son for all it was worth. Her son’s tongue was playing with my tonsils. And in it all, I realized that I loved being the center of their carnal attention.
I wanted to cum so bad I rocked my hips pushing into Art with my pussy creaming on him. With that he pulled my hair and pushed his cock as deep as he could into me. Art rammed his cock fully against my cervix and lodged it there. With one hand he reached under and with fingers pressed and rubbed my clit. Then he shouted "here it comes, take it, take it all", his cock pulsing, spewing jet after jet of potent seed into my cunt and womb. Subconsciously, I knew this would happen, and I wanted it to. I clenched his cock with my cunt and had my most powerful orgasm.
GOD IT FELT SO FUCKING GOOD!
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