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Flirting With Trouble
(Author Unknown)

     "It's a pity about the blow-job," David was saying. "You have the perfect mouth for it.  Do you enjoy giving head?"

     "Yes I do," I said. "I love the feel of a penis in my mouth. I am very good at it to...at least my husband says so." I have no idea where that came from.  I never talk to a stranger like that. I heard myself asking him if he had a lot of trouble getting hand or blow-jobs.

     "No, mostly when a woman sees my cock they are quite ready to do one or both. Finish your drink so we can go."

     "Go? Go where?" I asked.

     "To your room so you can see my cock for yourself," he said.

     All the time I was gulping down the drink and getting up, my brain was yelling at me to tell that freak to go fuck himself. Even as he assisted me to the elevator part of me was telling the other part not to go with him. There was some kind of internal debate ongoing even as he closed the door to my room. In all honesty I think the debate ended when he kissed me.

     The voices were silent all the while his lips were on mine and his tongue was probing deep in my mouth. When he opened my blouse and grabbed one of my breasts.  I don't even know exactly when he got me completely undressed but suddenly I was standing there as naked as the day of my birth.  David was also naked.

     Here I'm tempted to attempt to spin this story.  I wanted to say how afraid I was or how embarrassed I was. The truth of the matter I was so damned hot I was sizzling.  Just looking at that big hunk of dark meat made my mouth water. He claimed his dick was eight and a half inches long and six and a half inches in circumference.  I do not doubt it at all.

     His cock was a study in conflicting emotions for me. On one hand it was scary. To me it looked like a black python that was wakening from sleep and was hungry. On the other hand it was exciting. I had to touch it.  I had to suck it and yes, I'll admit I wanted it in me.

     Before I knew it I was on my knees before him and I had that wonderful thing in my hand. It was heavy and hot to the touch. Honestly it was almost as if it had a life of its own. As I stroked it, a drop of some kind of moisture appeared on the tip and I licked it off.

     It seemed that most of my brain functions had all been diverted to my pussy, my mouth and my hands. I could actually feel my pussy quivering and my nipples were so hard I thought they might explode.

     I managed to get some of that huge thing in my mouth but after some time my jaw started to cramp so I took it out and licked it from tip to balls.

     "Would you like to have my cock in your cunt?" he asked me. When I didn't answer he repeated it and I nodded. 

     "Tell me little one what you want," he encouraged.

     "I want you," I managed to utter.

     "Say you want me to stick my black cock in your married white cunt and fuck you," he said. The nasty talk with a British accent was intriguing for some odd reason. He had reached down and had one of my breasts in his big black hand. He was gently massaging it and using his thumb to toy with my nipple.

     "I want you to stick your black cock in my married white cunt and fuck me," I said. Just then he squeezed my nipple and I had a small orgasm.  "Now David!" I said urgently. "Now please!"

     He lifted me from my knees and took me to the waiting bed. He put me down and proceeded to fuck me. He had no trouble getting that big dick in me because I was so wet I was actually dripping.

     I came when I felt him enter me.  I felt that one coming but then I had what I call a sneaky climax. There was no building up or anticipation. Bam! It hit me. The orgasm came from nowhere and rocked me so hard I thought I would faint.

     I tried to talk to tell him to slow down but all that came out was gibberish and sounds. I wanted that fucking to never end and he was pounding me so hard and so fast I knew he would eject and end the wonderful sensation.

     At some point he asked me if I was protected but I have no idea what I replied. Not that it make any difference. He came and I came when I felt his sperm hit the back of my pussy. I came hard and saw a reddish haze settle over me. 

     David tool his cock out of me and that was what I dreaded. But he fooled me. He put me on my knees and rammed his hard cock in me from behind. I was so happy he wasn't finished, I cried.

     I don't know exactly how long he doggy-fucked me but it was long enough for me to have several more orgasms. He groaned loudly and dumped another load of scalding cum in me and still he didn't quit. He lay down and told me to get on him. 

     As I mounted him I felt a massive load of cum stream out of me. I aimed his incredibly still hard cock at my pussy and sat down on it.  More of his seed gushed out as his cock went in. 

     With me on top he had access to my boobs and he mauled them without mercy and it felt great. It should have been painful but instead it simply added to the moments. He used my nipples to pull me down onto him.  I lay full length on his long hard black body. I lay still except for the muscles inside me. I milked his cock until he shot-off again.

     "I knew you would be a good fuck," he said lazily. I was still lying on top of him and his cock was still inside me. "I seldom fail to determine the truth of it. Was this your first time with a black man?"

     "Yes," I said after clearing my throat a few times. 

     "I'll wager it will not be your last time. You seem to enjoy a black one."

     I didn't have a response.  I was now beginning to think about what I had done and how I could tell my husband that I had cheated on him.  As the passion faded the guilt appeared and I stirred to get off him.

     "When do you have to leave?" he asked holding me in place.

     "Tomorrow," I said. "In the early afternoon is when my flight leaves."

     "No, I will want to fuck you one more time," he said.  "I have a friend that owns a company and he needs to meet you. I'm quite sure you can get a large order out of him.  Maybe even larger than the large order I placed.  Surely you'll stay one more night to land a huge commission, can't you?"

     While guilt and remorse was all over me, greed came and ran them off. With David's order I was already ahead of the past two months and it was only the first week of the month. I agreed to stay another day and night and meet his friend.