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Mistaken for a BBC whoreHis was pounding me. His big cock thrusting in and almost out of my hungry cunt. He’d been fucking me half an hour, at an unrelenting pace, which left me breathless. I’d lost count of how many times I’d come, many of them just rolled from one, to the next. I dug my red nails into his back, as I came again, and then again, gripping his waist with my legs. He still hadn’t come. I wanted him to, I wanted to feel his cum inside me, feel as it hit the walls of my pussy, and my cervix…………………….“So come on, tell me!” Linda asked.“Tell you what?” I asked innocently. “You have that just fucked glow, now hubby is away, so not him. Come on I know you, you’ve been fucked, and if I’m not mistaken, in the last hour!”I laughed. She was right of course, we’d been friends for ages, she could read me like a book. “Do you remember a few weeks ago, when the bloody trains were on strike?“ I asked.“Yeah, course I do,” she replied.“Well, I stayed in town, but the hotel I normally stay over at was booked, so I used the Chelsea Harbour hotel, really nice, my PA booked it.” “Go on!” “Anyway, I was late getting away, had a staff problem, so had a meeting with security, and the bean counters, anyway I’d showered, put a cocktail dress on, and went down for a very well deserved drink. I was sitting at the bar, when…………..“Hi, mind if I join you?” He asked. I looked at him, did I mind if he joined me, God no, he was gorgeous. He was American, tall, broad shouldered. He was black.“No, go right ahead,” I said, crossing my legs.“Thanks, I’m Jourdan,” he said.“Pleased to meet you, I’m Helen.”“Another drink?”We chatted, he made me laugh, something I needed that evening. I felt his gaze on my legs. My dress had ridden up, and revealed my thigh. I left it where it was. I liked him looking. I hadn’t been chatted up for… well a while. I was enjoying the attention. “Another drink? I asked. “Yes lets, but in my room, we’ll get room service,” he whispered, his voice soft as honey. My heart beat faster. He led me to the lift. I had butterflies in my stomach. My pussy was wet. I was excited. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t been unfaithful to my husband before, I had, that’s another story, but I’d never been with a black man before. Ever. His room was on the floor below mine, he closed the door behind us. He kissed me, his lips soft, and warm, his tongue explored my mouth. My hear was pounding, I was like a virgin schoolgirl. He ran hands down my sides, over my hips. He reached up, and unzipped me, I felt his fingers, as he lowered the zip, his fingers inside my dress, caressing my back. He traced my spine. God I wanted him. He pushed the dress off my shoulders. It fell to the floor, I stepped out of it, careful not to tangle my heels edirne escort in it. I stood there in my blue laced bra and panties. I wore ten denier nude hold up’s and nude heels. He kissed me again, and unclipped my bra, which joined my dress on the floor. There was a knock at the door. He turned and opened it. Room service. The boy entered the room, a bottle of bubbly on a silver tray, with two glasses. I just stood there, in my knickers, which didn’t hide very much. He smiled at me as he left. I suddenly realised my nipples were erect. I smiled back, suddenly enjoying his gaze like some slut. Jourdan opened the champers, the cork popped, and he filled the two glasses. We sipped the refreshing liquid, then he took me to the king-size bed. He kissed my breasts, teased my nipples with his teeth. I gasped with pleasure at the slight pain. I lay on the bed, watching him undress, toned and muscular. My mouth was dry, even if my pussy wasn’t. Fuck I wanted him. I took another sip of my champers, and nearly chocked as he dropped his boxers……………..“Bet the room service boy had a hard on,” Linda giggled. “Now come on tell me about Jourdan, how big was his cock, is it true what they say about black guys?”“What do you mean?” I asked.“You know, was it?” Linda asked like an excited school girl.”“Hold on a mo, need to ring home, make sure everything is ok with Ross.”……………..My jaw must have dropped when I saw his cock. He must have noticed, but said nothing. It was like a babies arm, and then some. Ten inches, maybe more, and he wasn’t hard yet. “Fucking hell,” I thought I want that inside me, I want it now. He kissed me again, his fingers inside my panties, I was wet, no I was dripping. A finger slipped inside me, I savoured it. I groaned. His cock was growing, I felt it on my stomach, steadily getting harder. Bigger! I reached down, and curled my hand around it. My fingers barely encircled it. Put it in me. He pulled my knickers off. I felt his hot breath on my cunt, then his tongue ran the length of my labia, before he probed me, tasted me. I thought I would die. My juices flowed, as I came for the first of many times that night, “oh God, yesssssssssss.”He was a gifted lover, he made me come, then come again. I was almost sobbing. I reciprocated, my lips closed over his bulbous headed black cock, my tongue busy, my hand stroking his length, then reaching lower cupping his balls, and what balls. Heavy, big, full. I went south, kissing them, licking them. They were magnificent, I wanted the cum they contained. God I wanted it, wanted him inside me. I rolled my tongue around his sack, flicked his anus with the tip of my tongue. He liked that, he groaned, “again, you dirty bitch,” he said.Who was I to argue, escort edirne or deny him. I rimmed him, never once letting go of his massive steel hard cock. “I want it, fuck me now!” I begged.“I fuck you when I’m ready whore, now suck my cock again, I want it really hard for you, I’m going to make you scream when I stretch your white cunt.” I nearly came when he told me that. I sucked his cock, licked his shaft, cupped his balls, I was all over him, desperate for that cock. I’d do anything to have it inside me. Anything.Finally he pushed his cock against my aching pussy, I opened my legs wide. My labia opened, allowing him to force his cock into me. Fuck it was big, so big. I gasped as he penetrated. I gripped his arse, and pulled against him. I came, unexpectedly, “ fucking hell, oh yessssssssssssssssss,” I panted. He wasn’t half way in yet, it felt as if he were tearing me in two, it felt like nothing I had experienced before. Then I’d never fucked a black guy. So big. He touched my cervix, that had never happened before, I groaned again, as again I came, only this time I kept on coming, another first, my first multiple orgasm, it didn’t stop there, as another wave of indescribable pleasure hit me. I could hardly breath, as wave after wave of utter pleasure washed through me. I shook my head from side to side, as I screamed, and screamed “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me harder, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh God, oh fucking hell, yes, yes, yes, yes, yessssssssssssssssss!”…………………….I felt my pussy becoming wet again as I told Linda about the wonderful fuck. My nipples were hard. I sipped my drink. I had butterflies in my stomach. I wanted to touch myself. Wanted her to touch me.“Are you?……..You are, you’re getting turned on telling me, aren’t you!” Linda said.“Linda, I am wet from remembering it, fuck, I think I’m going to…mmmmmmmm, oh fuck.”I came, just a little one, but still I came. Linda just looked at me with wide eyes, as she bit her lower lip…………His was pounding me. The headboard banging on the bedroom wall. His big cock thrusting in and almost out of my hungry cunt. My cunt muscles gripped his cock, feeling its girth. He’d been fucking me half an hour, at an unrelenting pace, which left me breathless. I’d lost count of how many times I’d come, many of them just rolled from one, to the next. I dug my red nails into his back, as I came again, and then again. He still hadn’t come. I wanted him to, I wanted to feel his cum inside me, feel as it hit the walls of my pussy, my womb, my cervix. Finally, he came, a huge outpouring of cum, he filled me with it, I felt it, the feeling made me cum again. I was exhausted, covered in sweat, as he laid down beside me. I looked at him, his black skin gleamed. I leaned edirne escort bayan on an elbow, and smiled at him. He was awesome. We drank the last of the bubbly. “Suck my cock again,” he commanded. As I cleaned my juices from him, he phoned room service, ordering another bottle, “no, make it two.” He ordered. I went to get up, “who told you to go anywhere?” He asked.“I thought…..” I began.“Don’t think, you suck, and fuck,” he said.The door opened, a girl this time, carrying the tray with two bottles, and four glasses. I lay on the bed, legs spread, his cum oozing from my smooth and open cunt. She smiled, professional, she didn’t miss a beat, until she saw his cock. The tray swayed, how she recovered and didn’t drop a thing, I don’t know………….“You mean you just lay there naked?” Linda asked.I nodded.“Fucking hell, and him as well?”I nodded again, “And his cock was hard again!”“Jesus fucking Christ,” Linda gasped. “You haven’t heard it all,” I said. “You mean there is more Helen!”“He fucked me all night, I don’t know how many times, I’ve no idea. He was gone when I woke. I had cum dribbling out of my cunt, cum on the sheets, dried cum in my hair, on my face……..anyway, there was a lot. On the pillow an envelope, three grand he left me, three grand.”“You mean he paid you?”“I’d have paid him!” I said.“He thought you were a prostitute?”“Yep, a good one, but a prostitute. And here’s the thing. He booked me again, that’s where I’ve just been.”“Oh my God,” Linda gasped.“Paid me again, five grand this time! I am good. Now behave, here he comes,” I said, re crossing my legs, and allowing my short tight skirt to reveal more thigh than was decent. “Helen, hi,” he said. I stood, and let him hug me, and kiss my cheek. “Jourdan, this is my friend, Linda,” I said introducing them. He smiled and kissed her hand. “And this is the lady who will be joining us this weekend?” He asked.I thought Linda was going to faint.I shut the ladies door behind us. “This weekend Helen? Joining you?” Linda said.“Now don’t tell me you don’t want to!” I said.“All weekend?” She asked.“Tomorrow, Saturday, and Sunday morning, it’ll be fab!”“Oh I don’t know….what will…”“Tell that excuse for a husband of yours that your having your brains fucked out by a black guy!” I said jokingly.“Oh I couldn’t, he’d have a heart attack,” she replied seriously.“I was joking, tell him your with me, girlie weekend, which is what it’ll be,” I said.“Mmmmm,” she replied.While she pondered, I peed, leaving the door open.“I take it by joining you both, that means a threesome,” she asked.“He didn’t specify, but I’d guess so.” I answered.Silence.I wiped and pulled my knickers up. They were still wet with cum. His cum. They felt cold against my cunt. “We’ll get paid,” I called. “Paid for the best fuck we’ve ever had.”I flushed, and exited the cubicle. A woman in her mid fifties smiled at me.“I’m in, if she isn’t,” she said, smiling.“Hey, who said I wasn’t,” Linda said.“So I’ll tell him yes?” I asked……….

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