Hit Me with a Text Chapter 4
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Shortly before Christmas, I had an awesome experience. It all started when friends from the lifestyle, Jackie and her guy, were at the same party in Providence. As we normally do, we played with them and also two other couples who were okay but nothing worth writing about.
As I’ve stated before, I hate condoms but it’s a rule and an important one. Anyway, my vagina probably tasted like Nonoxynol-9 by the time Jackie and I went to ‘powder our nose.’ Really, we went outside to smoke a joint while the boys finished up with the fresh meat they’d found.
It was then that Jackie told me about her new friend she’d met and played with at a cuckold party and said he was a monster — in a good way. She also said that he was totally obsessed with me and that he was tall, strong, and hung like no other guy she’d been with. Jackie has been with many BBC and when she described his cock as “a baby arm holding a softball” I laughed and said, “Oh yeah…come on.”
But Jackie was adamant. “I tried, believe me, but this was one cock I couldn't handle.”
Naturally, I was intrigued and asked how he knew me. Apparently, he’d seen my profiles on websites and other friends had mentioned me. “He’s definitely in love with you,” Jackie said.
“Okay,” I said, “give him my number.”
“It must be a secret,” she warned, “because he won’t respect your husband.”
I nodded and Jackie sent a text. Three minutes later I received one that said, ‘You will be mine.’
I saved the number in my phone under the name Tina but deleted the text and didn’t respond. Jackie smiled and, as we went back to the party, she playfully told me, ”It’s gonna hurt.”
We continued playing with each other and the others but when it was time to leave, Jackie whispered to me, “You’ve just opened a door to something you can’t go back on.”
“I’ll be fine.”
~~~~~
The texts began Sunday morning. The first was a picture of his cock — and it was like a black thermos. Jackie was right: I’d never seen a cock like it. I've seen them as long but never shaped or as thick as this one. The words with the picture stated, ’I'm gonna tear your ass up!’
I went to work Monday totally intrigued and sent a text: ‘You’re so full of shit.’
‘You will pay for that.’
‘Oh will I? I've never been scared of anybody.’
He didn't respond till later when he wrote, ‘I’m not trying to scare you but I'm going to fuck you till you love me.’
‘I'm sure you will.’
He kept sending pictures of his cock and his ripped body. He was bald and I guessed in his thirties. I was soaking wet by lunch. The messaging went on for the rest of the working day, stopped when I went home, and resumed Tuesday morning.
‘I’m going to stretch you out and not stop till I'm through with you.’
I was incredibly turned on by the Beast’s boasting and finally said, ‘When?’
‘Thursday at my place. Make it happen or I'm not gonna offer again.’
‘Bullshit,’ I wrote. ‘You want me as much as I want you. I’ll do my best if not, stfu!’
‘You’re gonna pay.’
‘Yeah, for the Uber to your place. Other than that, you will be my bitch.’
He waited five minutes before sending, ‘Thursday.’
I didn't get a single text or reply that night nor all day Wednesday. It really pissed me off. I told my boss I needed Thursday off as I had an issue at home and she said, “Take the day.” She's the best.
I immediately told my husband I was taking a day off for Christmas shopping in Boston and he said, “Knock yourself out.”
Finally, I sent a text to the Beast. ‘Thursday where?’
He gave his address in Boston and said, ‘Noon.’
Thursday morning I was horny as hell. After my man left for work, I prepared for my new Beast, showering and shaving bald. The anticipation was killing me and I decided to Uber to the mall in South End and kill time till noon. I didn't need coffee but I choked it down while my mind raced about what I was going to do. I knew for certain that my guy would not approve.
Eventually, I summoned my Uber to his place. When I stood outside his building I texted him: ‘You never gave me the number.’
The door buzzed and I opened it as ‘414’ appeared on my screen. I rode the elevator to the fourth floor and summoned my courage as I walked down the hall. He stood in the doorway wearing a black robe and a smile. He towered over me and grabbed my arm, leading me into his living room. There, he turned me to face him and kissed me as he removed my coat. He continued undressing me and I soon stood before him naked.
He looked me up and down and said he'd been dreaming of this day for some time. He’d been masturbating to my pictures on a website and said he had friends who’d played with me.
“I’m flattered,” I said and he led me to his bedroom.
“Suck this dick,” is how it started.
I raised his heavy cock to my mouth and it grew as I sucked. I could barely fit the head in my mouth; it was so huge. He moaned and called me his slut, his girl, his pussy, while I licked the shaft. He told me to lick his balls and ass and he smiled as he watched. I must have sucked and licked him for around twenty minutes as he held my hair or pushed my head down on his incredible cock.
By now I was thinking, ’This is either gonna hurt or feel awesome. Whatever, I’ll enjoy myself and cum as many times as I can.’
My mouth had been well used and when his shaft had expanded I’d got very wet. Now, he put me on my back on the bed and raised my legs before squirting lube on my stomach and pussy. He worked it in with his big hands and said he was prepping me. "You'll need it.”
His fingers hurt — probably needed a nail clipper — but he lay on the bed behind me like a giant spoon and placed the vast dome of his cock at the entrance to my pussy. He rocked it in a little at a time. He said my pussy was tight because my husband had a small dick. By the end of the night, he said, it will feel like I’ve had a baby — which, of course, I’ve never had.
I didn't say much but I groaned, moaned, and cried out as he inched his way inside. The head stretched me and when it surged fully inside, I came. I get super wet and he knew he’d made me cum. He pushed in deeper and soon he was halfway in and I was moaning louder than I ever have. He adjusted my position and I expected he could penetrate deeply at the new angle.
From that position, he switched me onto my back and told me to hold my legs where he’d raised them. Then he plunged back in deeper. I moaned and he said, “Take it.”
And I did. I let him pound away, gaining speed and depth, and I really couldn't believe I was taking so much.
But Jackie was right: it was too big and he was too strong to keep off. He got rougher and, with my legs on his shoulders, he went extremely deep and became very verbal. “Take my dick… you love this dick… all married white women love this dick… you belong to me… that’s my pussy…”
Over and over he kept saying these things until horrible facial expressions took over and I felt my pussy filling with his enormous load — and running out.
He was out of breath but said, “You’re not going anywhere, girl. Get over here.” We cuddled with his strong arms around me and we talked for twenty minutes or so till he lowered my head to his cock to suck him again.
My vagina was sore but I was eager to make him happy. He warned me that his second load would be some time coming and fucking may get painful. ”But I'm not going to stop,” he said.
I paused to smile and resumed sucking before he got up to get cans of coke and offer me more lube, which I needed.
He placed a backrest pillow on the bed and told me to lay over it. With my ass in the air, I felt his cock lay across it and I turned my head toward him. “Keep that away from my ass,” I ordered.
“I’ll do what I want, when I want, how I want,“ he said and laughed as he parted my legs and squirted lube on his half-hard cock and on my back, ass and vagina.
He told me to rub my clit which I tried to do as he entered me. Then he grabbed my hips and began going deep and I didn’t think I could handle it but I let him stretch me and take me. I came very, very hard and I was loud but he kept going and going, slapping my ass. That hurt but it distracted me from the pain deep in my pussy.
He hadn't gone down on me and that was a huge disappointment but, then again, I find most black men don't. He kept rocking and pulling my hips, saying, “Fuck, fuck… mmm, yeah, let’s fuck.”
The second load really was taking a long time and I was getting extremely sore. He called me a trooper and said many women tap out.
“Not me,” I gasped, adding, “Let me ride you.”
I sat on his thick cock and it was a better angle for me. I gradually picked up speed and he couldn't hold back, again filling me with his warm seed. This time, I lay on top and we kissed.
“I'm tapping out this time,” I said and he laughed.
He said he could use a nap and I told him I had two hours left. He set his phone alarm to go off in ninety minutes and we lay naked beside each other. That was the best part of the day. I felt so small in his arms and he didn't snore like my guy so it felt great — except my pussy was so sore I didn't want it touched.
I slept and was woken by the alarm. He pulled me close, cupping my ass, and said, “God, I wish you were my woman.”
“Bet you say that to everyone that's been in this bed.”
“Not true,” he said, adding he would love to see me again.
“Let’s shower,” I said.
It was a big shower with two heads and we soaped each other, kissed, and he got hard. I stroked him while we kissed and soon I was jerking him fast and hard, the soap acting as lube. He swelled thick again and I turned around to let him enter from behind.
With my hands on the wall, he thrust into me and it hurt. I couldn't do it without lube so, after a few moments, I fell to my knees and really sucked and jerked him while I talked dirty. That drove him nuts and as I licked his balls and ass and jerked his elephant cock, he yelled “Oh shit,” and came over my face. There wasn't much but it was enough for me to taste and to make him happy.
“I knew you were gonna be awesome,” he said. “Of all the women in Boston I’ve met, the legend is true: you’re the best.” He kissed me. "If you ever became single, I’d want to marry you.”
“Well,” I said, “I’m not opposed to seeing you again as long as you act as you have in the last few hours, not the cocky mandingo ways of earlier.”
He’d assumed that I would enjoy that, like the other women, but I reminded him that I was cheating with him and that alone made him special. I dressed and told him not to text out of the blue but gave him a link to Lush. I hope he reads this.
I actually liked him — but his cock was too big. I know that sounds stupid coming from me, but I've had better lovers and of all flavors. Plus, different and new is awesome, too.
The pain began on the ride home when I also hoped I wouldn't get pregnant from all that cum inside me. But it felt so good — it always sets me off when I'm filled with semen.
I’m glad we met but the future is uncertain with him. I think I'm involved with Dan but who knows what will happen. Christmas looked like being vanilla but my guy is taking me to Hedo in January and so I have time to heal.
I love black — but I always go back. Variety is the spice of life.
Uma
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