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The feeling of being unfulfilled had captured me. Here I was beautiful, married, successful, and yet lonely. A combination of circumstances that I never thought in a million years that I would have to own. But I did! It's amazing how one lonely desire can lead you on a wild and crazy journey. Let me tell you my story.
Part One:
It was a typical morning in the house. As usual, I was awakened by the sound of keys dangling from my husband's hand along with the sound of his shoes pounding across the floor. He was fully dressed and headed out to get into whatever he had planned to do for that day. As I opened my eyes, I continued to lay there in bed for a few minutes hoping that he would come back, kiss me, and with the same breath say, "Good Morning." As I heard his car engine revving I immediately dismissed that hopeful thought and proceeded to get ready for class. It was the first day of my last semester of college and I was excited about the new opportunities that were coming my way. Mentally I was in a good place and nothing could break my spirit because I was living the dream. I mean I had it all; a nice house, nice car, education and a husband who would give me my heart's desire. This last semester of school was the only thing that needed to be completed so that I could move forward into what I wanted to do.
10am:
It was a typical day on campus, The first day of my last semester and I made it just in time to class to see two seats directly in front of the professor's lecture stand. I chose the one on the left and walked hurriedly so that no one would beat me to it. I was determined not to allow anything or anybody to distract me during this last semester of school. Once seated a sigh of relief came over me as I whispered under my breath, "I made it." With a few minutes to spare, I scoped out my fellow classmates and surroundings to see if i recognized anybody that I knew. But I didn't. In walks my professor.. Class is in session.
1pm
After a long lecture and receiving my course syllabus we were free to go. As I was exiting the class, I heard someone call out my name, lo and behold, it was an old high school friend of mine named Shawn. I was surprised to see him, it had been over three years since the last time I had. In high school Shawn was always very popular, a bomb football player and might I add very popular with the ladies. Shawn and I were strictly friends nothing more, nothing less. In fact he dated one of my younger sisters during our high school days. After we stood there for about 15 minutes talking about old things and catching up on what we've missed over the years we exchanged numbers so that we could keep in touch. As I reached in for a hug and began to pull away my eyes opened to someone standing directly behind Shawn. I will never forget him. He stood about 5'8 (3 inches taller than me) his eyes were light brown and his skin was a rich caramel color. His body was so tight and athletic. He had the sexiest tattoos that seemed to go on for days that ran along his arms and hands. I was feeling his style. Just the way his polo shirt fit and the way his jeans and Jordan's matched. I acted unbothered by him standing there and politely greeted him with, "Hello". He responded with, "Hey. How are you?" I could tell immediately by his accent that he was not from around here. Shawn quickly interrupted, "Oh Shay, this is James". "James, this is my homegirl from high school, Shay." Our eyes met again and I shied away praying that he didn't notice the sensual lust in my eyes. So unexplainable, but from that very moment I felt fire rush through my panties. We all parted ways and that was that.
5pm
After running a few errands after school I returned home hoping that my husband would be there so that I could tell him about how successful my day went at school. I opened the garage and as usual his car wasn't there. I walked into the house and headed directly towards the shower. After showering I stood there for a moment naked and admired myself in the mirror. Going to the gym three times a week was really beginning to pay off. I cupped my 44DD breasts then slid my hands down my flat tummy to rub my fingers through my wet pussy hair and then circling around my waist to grab my round plump ass. I was pleased with how my 22 year old body had matured. My light brown skin beautifully illuminated with the droplets of water from the shower. After drying off I slipped into a black tank top and cherry colored boy shorts. I was in for the night so I snuggled up on the couch, turned on the tv and managed to doze off to sleep.
8pm
As my cell phone began to ring I woke up startled and answered, "Hello?" I did not recognize the voice on the other end which politely asked,
"Yes. May I speak to Shay?"
"This is Shay. Who is this?" I responded.
"James. I hope you don't mind but Shawn gave me your number?" He said.
My heart skipped a beat within my chest and my mouth began to water, as I calmly responded, "Hi and it's no problem at all. How can I help you?"
I quickly looked around to make sure that my husband had not slipped into the house while I was sleeping on the couch and to my surprise, he hadn't.
He immediately began to dominate the conversation.
"I saw how you looked at me." He said.
"Um, and how was that?" I asked with a giggle. (noting his cockiness)
"You know. It was almost like you wanted to kiss me. Oh and by the way I'm single." He said.
I hurriedly responded, "Well, I'm not and I'm married." I didn't want him to think I was a bad girl.
I just knew that he would be turned off by my honest comment and to my surprise he wasn't.
"I know. Well, there's nothing wrong with being friends, Right?" He said.
"I guess not." I said.
11pm
Astonishingly had talked for 3 hours about everything. From his love of Hip Hop music to his past relationships. It was like we had known each other for years, we just clicked. His personality was dope. I had learned that he was a Capricorn and it showed. His tone was so strong and assertive; literally demanding my attention. The sound of his voice moistened my pussy and excited me sexually in a way that I had never experienced before, not even with my husband.
I hated to cut our conversation short but I was expecting my husband home any minute. So I asked him if we could talk again and he obliged. He told me that he really enjoyed talking to me and that he would like to get to know his new "friend" more. Wrapped up in his charm and sophistication I immediately consented to it. We exchanged emails to keep our conversations more secure and private.
Part Two
About four months had passed and James and I had become the best of friends. We talked for hours about relationships, sex, and life. I felt so free to be myself when I talked to him, he just understood every part of me. I couldn't believe it but I was ready to take our phone conversations to another level.
One day James invited me to come and hang out with him one night. He was living at his parents’ house at the time while completing school. I agreed to go meet him at a hotel in Charlotte, NC which was about 2 hours away from my home because I didn't want to run the risk of anyone recognizing me from my hometown. I didn't know what to expect. It just so happened that my husband had a homeboy of his here visiting from out of town so my alibi for driving to Charlotte would play out perfectly. Considering the fact that I'm sure they had some other plans out on the town that didn't include me anyway. So I told my husband that I would be going to meet some friends at a concert in Charlotte and we were going to stay over and travel back in the morning. Blinded by his own selfish plans for the weekend he immediately obliged. That night I was so torn and unsure about going to meet him. But I erased all thoughts of constraint and proceeded to pack my overnight bag.
9:30PM
Here I was in front of the hotel and I was as nervous as a female virgin on her wedding night. (lol)
As I drove in he was standing there waiting for me in the parking lot. I parked my car and I watched him as he walked up to the passenger door. He opened the door and got it in.
"Damnnnn!" He said. "Can I get a hug Shay?"
This was only the second time I had seen him in person since the day we met on campus.
Nervously I reached over and wrapped both of my arms around his neck. The smell of his cologne mixed with his body chemistry was like the scent of heaven. He smelled so invigorating. I guess he noticed that I was a bit nervous because he began to tell me to relax. I couldn't look him in the eye. I'm not sure if it was nerves or the guilt that I had battled with coming there. We exited the vehicle and he proceeded to lead me to the hotel room that he had secured for us for the night. The first thing that I noticed about the decor of the hotel room were the mirrors along the wall of the bed and the window seat which faced the parking lot of the hotel. We laid across the bed and began to talk about everything again for a few hours. The more we talked the more control I gained over my nerves. He asked me if I was tired. I said no.
I went to the bathroom to freshen up a bit and to check my phone to make sure my husband hadn't called. With a sigh of relief mixed with disappointment, he hadn't. When I came out of the bathroom he asked me to come and stand by him. I did. As I stood there he sat up on the edge of the bed and admired my thick light brown legs. (I was wearing a brown skirt that reached mid thigh and a colorful shirt with brown variations. Underneath a pink and brown matching bra and thong set). His eyes were fixated on my big, pretty, yellow legs as though they had him under a spell.
He positioned me between his legs so that my young 44DD breasts were directly in his eye's view.
He took his hands and grabbed the thick of my thighs with both of his hands, rubbing the tips of his fingers along every inch of them.
"You're just the right size for me." He said.
"May I?"
"May you what?" I asked.
"Look at you." He answered strongly while looking me in both eyes.
My mind began to race because I knew exactly where this was headed. I had never done anything like this before but something in me loved the feeling of being naughty for once. Fuck It!
He slowly slid my skirt to the floor past my 6inch brown and gold heels. Spun me around grabbed a handful of my plump- heart shaped ass.
"Damnnn!" I heard him say under his breath.
He stood up and kissed me so deep and passionate like he wanted to taste my soul. My tongue swept over his lips like I was licking a sweet lollipop. As he began to pull me in closer I could feel the stiff of his dick touching my panty line. Oh what a sensation that brought over me. He helped me remove my shirt and immediately pulled my heavy breasts over the top of my bra. His mouth went all in! Licking my already erect nipples and tracing my large brown areolas with his wet warm tongue. I could feel my pussy juices seeping through my already wet thong. As he removed his shirt I could see the fullness of his tattoos that wrapped around his perfect body. His muscles were on point and I had to taste them. My mouth fastened on his chest and my tongue began to do her work. I licked every inch of his chest and deposited a kiss ever so often until I felt him trembling beneath me. I licked and sucked slowly on his nipples and I could tell that he loved the sensation of it. I unfastened his pants and the bulge of his dick met my hand as I lowered his zipper.
"May I?"I asked softly.
Before he could answer I wrapped my mouth around the head of his dick and let my tongue slowly make love to it. His dick was every bit of 9-10 inches and the thickness of it was amazing. I sucked his dick so good that I could hear him moaning with every breath he took. I wanted to please him and I wanted him to know that it turned me on to do so. With every moan I swallowed his dick and wet his balls with the tip of my tongue. He loved that shit and so did I.
I could tell that he was ready to fuck. So I released his dick and stepped back away from him so that he could see what I was about to do next. I took my finger and rubbed it across the wet of my pussy and showed him my pussy nectar. Aroused by it, He grabbed me forcefully, turned me around and said bend over. He placed a Magnum XL on his hard dick and eased it slowly into my tight pussy. Immediately we both began to moan with pleasure and with his first stroke the sound of his balls bouncing up against my wet pussy echoed throughout the room.
"Punish me, Punish this bad pussy," I screamed.
His dick was so hard and it felt so good to have him inside of me. With every stroke I bounced my ass back into his lap just enough for him to know that I was enjoying it. I wanted him to dominate my pussy and make me his sex bitch. After all I had been bad and I needed his dick to punish my young pussy. The louder I moaned, the harder he pounded my pussy. I was taking his dick like a champion and I was not going to give in just yet. He grabbed my hands and held them behind my back as he thrust all of him inside of me. I screamed louder and showed no shame while telling him that his dick was the best that I'd ever had. I asked him to nut on my butt and he was happy to do so. I came all over him about 3 times which was an all-time record for me. As I felt his warm nut running down my legs all I could think about was Round 2.
Hell, I was young and hot and so was the night!
Part One:
It was a typical morning in the house. As usual, I was awakened by the sound of keys dangling from my husband's hand along with the sound of his shoes pounding across the floor. He was fully dressed and headed out to get into whatever he had planned to do for that day. As I opened my eyes, I continued to lay there in bed for a few minutes hoping that he would come back, kiss me, and with the same breath say, "Good Morning." As I heard his car engine revving I immediately dismissed that hopeful thought and proceeded to get ready for class. It was the first day of my last semester of college and I was excited about the new opportunities that were coming my way. Mentally I was in a good place and nothing could break my spirit because I was living the dream. I mean I had it all; a nice house, nice car, education and a husband who would give me my heart's desire. This last semester of school was the only thing that needed to be completed so that I could move forward into what I wanted to do.
10am:
It was a typical day on campus, The first day of my last semester and I made it just in time to class to see two seats directly in front of the professor's lecture stand. I chose the one on the left and walked hurriedly so that no one would beat me to it. I was determined not to allow anything or anybody to distract me during this last semester of school. Once seated a sigh of relief came over me as I whispered under my breath, "I made it." With a few minutes to spare, I scoped out my fellow classmates and surroundings to see if i recognized anybody that I knew. But I didn't. In walks my professor.. Class is in session.
1pm
After a long lecture and receiving my course syllabus we were free to go. As I was exiting the class, I heard someone call out my name, lo and behold, it was an old high school friend of mine named Shawn. I was surprised to see him, it had been over three years since the last time I had. In high school Shawn was always very popular, a bomb football player and might I add very popular with the ladies. Shawn and I were strictly friends nothing more, nothing less. In fact he dated one of my younger sisters during our high school days. After we stood there for about 15 minutes talking about old things and catching up on what we've missed over the years we exchanged numbers so that we could keep in touch. As I reached in for a hug and began to pull away my eyes opened to someone standing directly behind Shawn. I will never forget him. He stood about 5'8 (3 inches taller than me) his eyes were light brown and his skin was a rich caramel color. His body was so tight and athletic. He had the sexiest tattoos that seemed to go on for days that ran along his arms and hands. I was feeling his style. Just the way his polo shirt fit and the way his jeans and Jordan's matched. I acted unbothered by him standing there and politely greeted him with, "Hello". He responded with, "Hey. How are you?" I could tell immediately by his accent that he was not from around here. Shawn quickly interrupted, "Oh Shay, this is James". "James, this is my homegirl from high school, Shay." Our eyes met again and I shied away praying that he didn't notice the sensual lust in my eyes. So unexplainable, but from that very moment I felt fire rush through my panties. We all parted ways and that was that.
5pm
After running a few errands after school I returned home hoping that my husband would be there so that I could tell him about how successful my day went at school. I opened the garage and as usual his car wasn't there. I walked into the house and headed directly towards the shower. After showering I stood there for a moment naked and admired myself in the mirror. Going to the gym three times a week was really beginning to pay off. I cupped my 44DD breasts then slid my hands down my flat tummy to rub my fingers through my wet pussy hair and then circling around my waist to grab my round plump ass. I was pleased with how my 22 year old body had matured. My light brown skin beautifully illuminated with the droplets of water from the shower. After drying off I slipped into a black tank top and cherry colored boy shorts. I was in for the night so I snuggled up on the couch, turned on the tv and managed to doze off to sleep.
8pm
As my cell phone began to ring I woke up startled and answered, "Hello?" I did not recognize the voice on the other end which politely asked,
"Yes. May I speak to Shay?"
"This is Shay. Who is this?" I responded.
"James. I hope you don't mind but Shawn gave me your number?" He said.
My heart skipped a beat within my chest and my mouth began to water, as I calmly responded, "Hi and it's no problem at all. How can I help you?"
I quickly looked around to make sure that my husband had not slipped into the house while I was sleeping on the couch and to my surprise, he hadn't.
He immediately began to dominate the conversation.
"I saw how you looked at me." He said.
"Um, and how was that?" I asked with a giggle. (noting his cockiness)
"You know. It was almost like you wanted to kiss me. Oh and by the way I'm single." He said.
I hurriedly responded, "Well, I'm not and I'm married." I didn't want him to think I was a bad girl.
I just knew that he would be turned off by my honest comment and to my surprise he wasn't.
"I know. Well, there's nothing wrong with being friends, Right?" He said.
"I guess not." I said.
11pm
Astonishingly had talked for 3 hours about everything. From his love of Hip Hop music to his past relationships. It was like we had known each other for years, we just clicked. His personality was dope. I had learned that he was a Capricorn and it showed. His tone was so strong and assertive; literally demanding my attention. The sound of his voice moistened my pussy and excited me sexually in a way that I had never experienced before, not even with my husband.
I hated to cut our conversation short but I was expecting my husband home any minute. So I asked him if we could talk again and he obliged. He told me that he really enjoyed talking to me and that he would like to get to know his new "friend" more. Wrapped up in his charm and sophistication I immediately consented to it. We exchanged emails to keep our conversations more secure and private.
Part Two
About four months had passed and James and I had become the best of friends. We talked for hours about relationships, sex, and life. I felt so free to be myself when I talked to him, he just understood every part of me. I couldn't believe it but I was ready to take our phone conversations to another level.
One day James invited me to come and hang out with him one night. He was living at his parents’ house at the time while completing school. I agreed to go meet him at a hotel in Charlotte, NC which was about 2 hours away from my home because I didn't want to run the risk of anyone recognizing me from my hometown. I didn't know what to expect. It just so happened that my husband had a homeboy of his here visiting from out of town so my alibi for driving to Charlotte would play out perfectly. Considering the fact that I'm sure they had some other plans out on the town that didn't include me anyway. So I told my husband that I would be going to meet some friends at a concert in Charlotte and we were going to stay over and travel back in the morning. Blinded by his own selfish plans for the weekend he immediately obliged. That night I was so torn and unsure about going to meet him. But I erased all thoughts of constraint and proceeded to pack my overnight bag.
9:30PM
Here I was in front of the hotel and I was as nervous as a female virgin on her wedding night. (lol)
As I drove in he was standing there waiting for me in the parking lot. I parked my car and I watched him as he walked up to the passenger door. He opened the door and got it in.
"Damnnnn!" He said. "Can I get a hug Shay?"
This was only the second time I had seen him in person since the day we met on campus.
Nervously I reached over and wrapped both of my arms around his neck. The smell of his cologne mixed with his body chemistry was like the scent of heaven. He smelled so invigorating. I guess he noticed that I was a bit nervous because he began to tell me to relax. I couldn't look him in the eye. I'm not sure if it was nerves or the guilt that I had battled with coming there. We exited the vehicle and he proceeded to lead me to the hotel room that he had secured for us for the night. The first thing that I noticed about the decor of the hotel room were the mirrors along the wall of the bed and the window seat which faced the parking lot of the hotel. We laid across the bed and began to talk about everything again for a few hours. The more we talked the more control I gained over my nerves. He asked me if I was tired. I said no.
I went to the bathroom to freshen up a bit and to check my phone to make sure my husband hadn't called. With a sigh of relief mixed with disappointment, he hadn't. When I came out of the bathroom he asked me to come and stand by him. I did. As I stood there he sat up on the edge of the bed and admired my thick light brown legs. (I was wearing a brown skirt that reached mid thigh and a colorful shirt with brown variations. Underneath a pink and brown matching bra and thong set). His eyes were fixated on my big, pretty, yellow legs as though they had him under a spell.
He positioned me between his legs so that my young 44DD breasts were directly in his eye's view.
He took his hands and grabbed the thick of my thighs with both of his hands, rubbing the tips of his fingers along every inch of them.
"You're just the right size for me." He said.
"May I?"
"May you what?" I asked.
"Look at you." He answered strongly while looking me in both eyes.
My mind began to race because I knew exactly where this was headed. I had never done anything like this before but something in me loved the feeling of being naughty for once. Fuck It!
He slowly slid my skirt to the floor past my 6inch brown and gold heels. Spun me around grabbed a handful of my plump- heart shaped ass.
"Damnnn!" I heard him say under his breath.
He stood up and kissed me so deep and passionate like he wanted to taste my soul. My tongue swept over his lips like I was licking a sweet lollipop. As he began to pull me in closer I could feel the stiff of his dick touching my panty line. Oh what a sensation that brought over me. He helped me remove my shirt and immediately pulled my heavy breasts over the top of my bra. His mouth went all in! Licking my already erect nipples and tracing my large brown areolas with his wet warm tongue. I could feel my pussy juices seeping through my already wet thong. As he removed his shirt I could see the fullness of his tattoos that wrapped around his perfect body. His muscles were on point and I had to taste them. My mouth fastened on his chest and my tongue began to do her work. I licked every inch of his chest and deposited a kiss ever so often until I felt him trembling beneath me. I licked and sucked slowly on his nipples and I could tell that he loved the sensation of it. I unfastened his pants and the bulge of his dick met my hand as I lowered his zipper.
"May I?"I asked softly.
Before he could answer I wrapped my mouth around the head of his dick and let my tongue slowly make love to it. His dick was every bit of 9-10 inches and the thickness of it was amazing. I sucked his dick so good that I could hear him moaning with every breath he took. I wanted to please him and I wanted him to know that it turned me on to do so. With every moan I swallowed his dick and wet his balls with the tip of my tongue. He loved that shit and so did I.
I could tell that he was ready to fuck. So I released his dick and stepped back away from him so that he could see what I was about to do next. I took my finger and rubbed it across the wet of my pussy and showed him my pussy nectar. Aroused by it, He grabbed me forcefully, turned me around and said bend over. He placed a Magnum XL on his hard dick and eased it slowly into my tight pussy. Immediately we both began to moan with pleasure and with his first stroke the sound of his balls bouncing up against my wet pussy echoed throughout the room.
"Punish me, Punish this bad pussy," I screamed.
His dick was so hard and it felt so good to have him inside of me. With every stroke I bounced my ass back into his lap just enough for him to know that I was enjoying it. I wanted him to dominate my pussy and make me his sex bitch. After all I had been bad and I needed his dick to punish my young pussy. The louder I moaned, the harder he pounded my pussy. I was taking his dick like a champion and I was not going to give in just yet. He grabbed my hands and held them behind my back as he thrust all of him inside of me. I screamed louder and showed no shame while telling him that his dick was the best that I'd ever had. I asked him to nut on my butt and he was happy to do so. I came all over him about 3 times which was an all-time record for me. As I felt his warm nut running down my legs all I could think about was Round 2.
Hell, I was young and hot and so was the night!
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