Well Earned Promotion
by Small4u@aol.com
Checking the set up of the tables by the catering company and making certain the interior of the home was immaculate, Mrs. Joyce Thompson could breathe a lot easier now that everything seemed to be in place. In about an hour, the guests would be arriving and thus it was now time to change from her casual clothing into a nice summer dress and heels to greet the guests as they arrived. She could get into something a bit more informal once the guests arrived and got comfortable, especially since this was a company picnic/pool party. Although classified as a picnic, excellent food was catered by the company for the occasion.
At the age of 28, Joyce was so happy with life in having married Barry Thompson after meeting him three years ago while visiting her former college roommate at her home. She had known that her former roommate had a brother but this had been the first time they had met one another. It was love at first sight, followed by whirlwind courtship then the fabulous wedding and reception at a plush resort.
With her husband being quite successful as a retail marketing executive for Maxton Electronics, she gave up her job as a legal secretary at Barry's encouragement. The arrangement worked out well as Barry entertained clients from all the major electronic firms and being a housewife allowed her to do her part in helping her husband entertain guests. With her spare time, Joyce did a lot of volunteer work at the library and schools when called upon.
With part of an inheritance and Barry's yearly income, they had purchased a fabulous home sitting atop a hillside that overlooked the city. With a large swimming pool and terraced yard down a portion of the hillside, it was a fantastic place to entertain a large group of guests. When Joyce had first seen the terraced yard along the hillside, she had kidded Barry that when they entertained, it would provide rather convenient hideaway spots for lovebirds.
Standing at just 5'6", and weighing a little over 140 lbs., Joyce's 38C-29-39 figure had men's eyes bulging out of their skulls upon setting their eyes on her huge firm knockers and great ass. Long silky brown hair, brown eyes and flawless ivory complexion just added more to men's lusting desires.
For this particular occasion, Barry had volunteered to host the company's annual picnic/pool party at their home. With the regional sales manager soon to be vacant by Mr. Hoskins upcoming retirement, Barry was one of those being given serious consideration for the position. Any means of impressing the boss, Mr. Carl Williams, at this point would definitely be a feather in the cap of those being considered for the position.
In talking to Barry, Joyce learned that it now seemed to be a neck and neck race between he and Adam Watson for the coveted position. Barry indicated that his boss had dinner with Adam and his wife last week and would be inviting them out in the coming week. Although it was considered to be a social dinner, they both knew it would be a major point in having Mr. William coming to his final decision as to who would get the job.
Joyce had met Barry's boss briefly at a couple office functions but both had been brief introductions with the customary handshakes and greetings. She clearly recalled just how small her hand felt in the handshake with Mr. Williams, how she had shivered at the touch of the large firm hand of her husband's muscular black boss. She shivered as the old myth about black men crossed her mind, wondering if it was in fact true.
As the guests began arriving, Joyce greeted everyone and did everything possible to make them feel at home while Barry showed them about the premises. When Mr. Williams arrived, she greeted him with a handshake and felt tingly as he continued to hold her hand firmly in his as his other hand lightly caressed her elbow and forearm. Joyce felt a wicked tremor course through her body as this tall muscular black man kept his hands on her. Whether right or just her feeling, she couldn't help but think that he really wanted to feel her up and probably would have had there not been others waiting in line behind him.
With the greeting of Barry's boss finally ending, Joyce greeted the next arrivals but she still could not get over the lingering touch of Carl Williams. Finally, when it appeared everyone had arrived, Joyce began chatting with some of the women. From the corner of her eye, Joyce noticed the dark figure standing off by the bar staring at her. Looking over at the direction of the bar, she saw her husband's boss watching her closely and he smiled widely at her when their eyes met and she returned the smile.
It was a beautiful sunset as many of the guests grabbed their drinks and stood along the walkway to view the sun going down. Just as she was about to join some of the women, she felt a firm hand grasping her upper right arm. Instinctively, Joyce knew who it was and turned to greet her husband's boss, telling him to come and watch the beautiful sunset with her. She nervously led the way, shivering as that large hand was now holding her gently around the waist.
As they watched the beautiful sunset, Mr. Williams said "You know Joyce, it sure is going to be hard to decide whether Adam Watson or your husband would be the best for the Regional Sales Manager position! They're both so equally qualified, that's why I set up a time and dined with Adam and his wife last week and with you and Barry next week! I guess part of what I need to find out is who has the most supportive wife as there's going to be a lot of dinner meetings and socializing with other executives as a part of that job!"
Joyce was at a bit of a loss for words, not knowing just how to respond to Mr. Williams' comments. "I ……….well, all I can say is that I assure you I will always have Barry's best interest at heart and I am certainly willing to do whatever it takes should Barry get that position!" Just as the head caterer signaled to her, wanting a word with her, Joyce shivered in hearing Mr. Williams respond "That's all well and good Joyce, but what I want to know is are you willing to do what it takes for Barry to get that promotion!" Before she could ask what he meant by that, Mr. Williams was off to greet another employee of the firm.
As she took care of caterer's inquiry, Joyce could not help but wonder just what Mr. Williams meant by that last remark and knew that she had to find out before the night was over. It was obvious from the conversation that since both Barry and Adam were equally qualified to Mr. Williams, it would be who's wife he thought would be best to help entertain clients of the company. Being brought up in a conservative and rather religious setting, the true meaning of Mr. Williams' comments never entered her mind.
Carl Williams had purposely made that quick departure away from the beautiful hostess. He had definitely recalled their first two meetings, brief as they were, but she had certainly given him an immediate hard-on each time. He had looked forward to attending this function and was determined to steal some time alone with this sexy little wench. He suspected that she was quite an innocent beauty, although her looks depicted her as quite an elegant mature woman and in Carl Williams assessment, Mrs. Joyce Thompson was a quite the hot sexy little bitch in comparison to the wife of Adam Watson. Mrs. Beth Watson was nearing 40 with four kids in high school or college and had put on some weight over the years, but he certainly wouldn't hesitate to fuck Beth Watson or throw her out of his bed. The truth was that she just wasn't in the same league as Joyce Thompson when it came to looks or build.
The dinner that Carl had with the Watsons last week was fine and cordial, just as he had expected but he figured it would be interesting if he led on to the sexy Mrs. Thompson that it was far more than just cordial. In actuality, Carl had made up his mind two weeks ago that Barry Thompson was the ideal candidate for the position but held off making any announcements till the retirement party of old man Hoskins. His mind was churning as to how he'd play his cards later that evening, feeling sure that he had planted the seeds and aroused the curiosity of the sexy hostess.
After making the rounds as a good hostess, Joyce looked about and saw her husband's boss again far off in the shadows standing alone sipping his drink and looking directly in her direction. Nervously looking about, and biting her lip, Joyce got a glass of wine and slowly edged her way towards Carl Williams again. The party was in full blast with some trivial games going on and everyone seemed preoccupied with the two gals in charge of the fun and games.
Smiling as she approached her husband's boss, she asked how he if he was enjoying himself. She shivered when he put his arm around her waist and said "Oh, I'm doing just fine now that you're here to keep me company!" Joyce was nervous as Mr. Williams kept his arm around her, with his hand on her waist as they then pretended to look out at the city lights. Joyce trembled as she felt her fingers slowly moving down to gently caress her buttocks.
Nervously, Joyce asked "Mr. Williams, can I ask what ………….what you meant earlier when you asked if I was willing to do whatever it takes for Barry to get the job?" Mr. Williams smiled at her as he moved his hand on her waist pulling her with him as he said "Let's take a little stroll down the walkway Joyce and I'll tell you what I meant!" As Joyce walked with the tall muscular man, she felt so jittery, that she wanted to run especially when she felt his hand slide down further and cup her soft ass. Her mind began to wonder again as to the myth she had always heard about black men.
Carl smiled to himself as they slowly walked down the pathway at the edge of the hillside, taking them below the level of the backyard and out of sight from everyone. "Well, since you asked Joyce, I must first tell you that I'll deny all of this if word gets out and say that you made it up to force me to give Barry the job! Now about what I meant, let's just say that in having dinner with the Watsons last week, I was assured by Beth that I could have a, shall we say, an extra benefit whenever I want it if Adam Watson gets the job!"
Puzzled, Joyce swallowed nervously and asked "Wha ………..what kind of extra benefit?" She was trembling now. Joyce was well aware of Carl Williams' hand now moving about freely and taking the liberty of caressing her entire ass through her thin summer dress. At this point, fear set in as she now had an inkling as to what this conversation was leading up to. She had read about such things happening but never thought she would be faced with such a dilemma, especially since Maxton Electronics was a large well-respected company.
Carl decided that now was the time to put his plan into action as he lied "Well, again only since you asked, and again I will deny ever telling you this, the truth is that when Adam excused himself to go to the restroom, Beth Watson assured me that I'd get to sample her charms on a regular basis if I gave her husband the job! And having heard that, I only thought it fair that I give you the same opportunity to earn that job for Barry!" Then, turning a bit, he reached out with his free hand and took her left hand and guided it towards his already bulging crotch. Once her hand and fingers were making contact with his throbbing bulge, Carl added "She's nowhere near your class and looks Mrs. Thompson and if you were to match those extra benefits, your husband would definitely got the job! Think about it, Mrs. Thompson!"
Joyce shuddered as her fingers felt the massive bulge hidden under Carl Williams dark pants. She felt the rock hard cock throb beneath her fingers and she felt her fingers involuntarily squeeze it in response. Instinctively, Joyce let her fingers trace down the lengthy bulge, beginning to breath heavier now, both from nervousness and excitement as the length of the thick bulge never seemed to come to an end. She knew now that what she had heard about the size of black men was no myth, certainly not with her husband's boss anyway. Unable to think straight, she was breathing faster in fear at the thought that her husband's future literally lay in her hands at that very moment.
Guiding the squeezing hand off to the left side of his pants, Carl quickly undid his belt and clasp on the top of his pants, then unzipped them. Lifting the soft trim hand from their grasp on the out side of his trousers, he pushed his jockeys down and then replaced the beautiful manicured hands on his hard big black cock. "Ohhhh, yeahhhhh ………ohhhhhh, Joyce...that it...feel that big black cock!" he moaned in sheer pleasure as the soft hands were now wrapped around his throbbing cock.
Joyce just could not believe that any man could have a cock that big. She had both of her fingers wrapped tightly around the meaty cock now but her thumb could not meet her other fingers. With one hand above the other, like it holding a baseball bat, there was still several more inches of the big black cock protruding beyond her fingers. Mesmerized, Joyce loosened her grip a bit and began to stroke the massive hard on with both hands.
Memories came to her of the day she and her husband had gone to the racetrack to watch the thoroughbreds run. The owner of one of the horses was a client of Barry's and had invited them down to the stables for a tour. Joyce had never been that close to a horse before. As Barry and his friend chatted, she had wandered around a bit to where another stable was located and she overheard one of the stable hands telling his friend that the black stallion would command a hefty stud fee. In looking at the horse cock on the black stallion, she could not help but to imagine this stallion mounting a filly. Now she could not help to compare what she had seen to what she was now holding in her hands.
No one from above could view them in the darkness and Joyce found herself now kneeling on the pathway in front of Mr. Williams. The thick black meat in her hands could not be seen in the darkness, only felt as the slimy tip brushed up against her trembling lips. She shivered in nervousness as she had never before had a cock touch her lips, not even Barry's. As the thick cockhead pressed against her lips, Joyce could not resist the temptation to dart her tongue out and lick at the oozing hole. Withdrawing her tongue, she then ran her tongue that was coated with the slippery substance around her mouth to get her very first taste of a man's real essence.
Then her lips parted due to the pressure, forcing her to open her mouth wide, yet the cock was so thick that her teeth scraped the slick skin as it was being forced into her mouth. Wet tongue pushing against the advancing cockhead, more of the slick juices coated her tongue as she lapped up the salty fluid. More and more of the thick cock was forced into her mouth as now she had one hand upon the other at the base of the thick stem. Joyce shuddered as the thick cock was so far in her mouth that it was about to enter her throat and she feared that she would not be able to breathe around it.
Panic set in as the thick cock pushed at the entrance to her throat and Joyce gagged at the thought of choking to death around this man's big black cock. Then the thick cockhead was pulled from the entrance of her throat, allowing her to take a deep breath. She shuddered as it pushed into her throat again, only this time, it went deeper, causing Joyce's eyes to bulge in total fear. She pushed with all of her might, her hands at the base of the thick cock, but she had no success as another inch slipped further down her throat. Unable to breathe, her eyes began to roll and Joyce thought she would soon pass out.
Carl laughed out loud as the choking beauty gagged around his pulsing cock as she tried desperately to push him out of her mouth. Wrapping his fingers into her long brown hair, he slowly withdrew his lengthy cock so she could get some much need air, then he began slowly to face fuck the stunning young beauty. "Oh, Joyce! Barry would be so proud of you right now! Down on your knees helping your hubby get that big promotion! Does Barry know what a great little cocksucker his pretty wife is?"
Unable to breathe again, on the verge of passing out, Joyce felt the thick cockhead expand deep in the bottom of her throat followed by a gush of hot fluid making its way down her gullet. Then as the spurting cock was pulled out of her throat, Joyce was then able to breathe again as her mouth was now being filled with the hot slimy goo. Queasy and quivering as she was now forced to swallow the thick load of nigger cum, and she realized that this was the first time that she had really gotten a real taste of a man.
It was swallow or choke to death as her mouth was filled time and time again with Mr. William's cum. His cock seemed to keep on shooting into the wife's mouth again and again for what seemed like ten minutes. Throughout her ordeal, Joyce could feel her queasy stomach threaten to rebel and spew out the hot protein that began to rapidly accumulate to form a lake in her belly, but finally the spurts weakened to dribbles, then only oozed onto her tongue. With her husband's boss having sated his lust for the time being, she felt the hands in her hair pull her off the dwindling but still lengthy black cock.
The slimy tool was then rubbed over her cheeks and she clutched at her queasy stomach. Then Joyce heard her husband's boss chuckle, saying "You sure are an excellent hostess, Mrs. Thompson! I'm very impressed!" Then she heard the zipper being pulled up and Carl Williams said "I want you to meet me back here at midnight so we can seal the deal, sweetie! If things work out, the way I think they will, Barry will have the job before the nights over!" Alone on her knees, Joyce shivered as her stomach turned. Staggering to her feet, she then held onto the nearby railing as she moved toward the edge of the property. Leaning over the railing, mouth open as her stomach churned, she wished that she could throw up and void herself of the nigger cum that filled her belly, but she couldn't get anything out. Her mouth was coated with it and she headed back up the walkway to the party.
As soon as she reached the party, Joyce grabbed a glass of wine to try to dilute the taste of Carl Williams thick cum in her mouth but it didn't seem to cut the taste at all. She found it interesting that the longer she continued to taste the cum in her mouth, the more excited she was, and she felt her panties getting wet as the excitement now reached her pussy. She couldn't believe what was happening to her. As she stood around with a group of women while listening to them chatter, Joyce realized that she had just blown a man for the first time, and a black man at that, something that she had always considered as being filthy, something that she thought that only a cheap whore would do. But she kept on telling herself that she had only done it for Barry. When she wondered just what could be in store for her when the witching hour struck at midnight, she felt her panties getting wetter and she felt an itch deep inside of her.
Looking at her watch, and seeing that it was now 10:30 p.m., Joyce could not help but to clench her thighs together. She had never been untrue to Barry before, though she had often dreamt and thought of what it would be like to be possessed by another man. Her husband was not very experimental, always making love to her in the missionary position. Having read the manual on lovemaking, a gift from her friends at her bridal shower, Joyce had kept the book to herself as she was a bit too embarrassed to show it to Barry. But she had looked at the various illustrations of lovemaking positions many times, hoping always wishing that someday, Barry would be more venturesome but that never happened and she was pretty sure that he never would.
Nearing midnight, the crotch of Joyce's panties was completely sopping wet as her love juices continued to flow. She vividly recalled the monstrous cock that had earlier been in her hands and in her mouth and down her throat. 'Oh, God, he'll split me in two if he tries to put something that big inside of me!' she worried as she continued to cream in her panties. Heart beating madly, Joyce told herself that she was being forced to submit for the sake of Barry but deep inside, she also knew it was merely an excuse for sampling another man's cock, and a really big black one at that.
Across the pool, Joyce observed Mr. Williams looking over at her and smiling and then he nodded and turned to make his way down the dimly lit walkway again. Looking about nervously, feeling self-conscious, Joyce slowly edged her way around the pool. One last look around to check and see that everyone was preoccupied, she then made her way down the walkway to where her husband's boss awaited her.
Turning into the small alcove, Joyce looked about, then shivered as out of the darkness large hands reached out to caress her soft skin just about the back of her dress. Frozen to the spot, a tingling of pleasure coursed through her body as the large hands moved over her shoulders to caress the length of her arms. Then her waist was nearly encircled by the two large black hands of her husband's tall muscular boss. It felt so wicked to having another man touch her so intimately, shivering as lips and tongue teased her neck and nibbled at her earlobe.
Then the thick lips of her husband's black boss covered hers as she was being turned slowly towards him, her lips parting to admit his thick wet tongue. Instinct took over as Joyce's hands raised up to clutch at the muscular biceps of the large man, her mouth opening as her pointed tongue licked at his thicker one. Over and over, she told herself that she was merely doing this for Barry's sake and that she really didn't want this to happen. But deep down, she knew that she was just fooling herself with that thought as an excuse, that she was dying to sample another man's cock, even more so a man with a cock as big and as black as this one.
Carl could sense the change in the apprehensive and reserved marred woman who earlier had to practically be forced to suck his cock. Now he realized that she was just another married white bitch that had always dreamt of being taken by a black man. He knew exactly what she wanted of him and he intended to give her exactly what she wanted so badly. Lifting her at her waist, he then her set her atop the edge of a large boulder. Pushing up her summer dress, he felt how wet her panties were and smiled as he peeled her lacy white panties down over her trim hips and drew them down her long sexy legs. First off one heel, followed by the next, then Carl tossed them away somewhere into the darkness.
Panting with excitement now, Joyce felt the strong hands ease her off the boulder, then she was being pinned against a crevice on the hillside. She felt the hands on her bare ass being adjusted and she was now being cradled in his right arm as her back rested against another boulder. Lifting her legs a bit, she placed her thighs upon his hips as her arms wrapped around his neck to keep from falling. Joyce trembled in fear as his other hand held his long thick cock and moved the cockhead up against her wet pussy.
With his cockhead in place, Carl released his left hand from his cock as he made sure he had her back braced against the wall and his right arm firmly holding her. He smiled as the moment had finally arrived. Carl could not believe his ploy had worked like a charm and now he was going to possess this sexy married white wife. He wished he could make her scream out in pain when he thrust his oversized black cock into her white cunt but he could not risk her screams being heard by the partygoers from his company.
Wisely, Carl clamped his left hand firmly over the beauty's mouth as his right arm pulled her body down and he thrust his black cock up into her tight married white pussy. "Mmmmmmphhhhhh ……ohhhhhhhhhhh…………….mmmmmmppppphhhhhhhhhh!" came the muffled screamed from the terrified young wife as she felt his thick black cock enter her body. It had been a wise move on his part, otherwise everyone above near poolside would have heard her screech of pain.
He could have eased his cockhead in and let her get accustomed to his size, but he knew deep down that this was the way she preferred it, to be taken, and taken hard by a beast or by a caveman. Carl thoroughly enjoyed the feel of her trembling body as it shuddered in pain from having half the length of his cock brutally shoved into her cunt and it felt so tight, kind of like a huge strong rubber band had been tightly wrapped around the middle of his cock and it would either break or cut into him. Finally, after holding steady for a minute or so, he felt the muscles in her pussy begin to relax and the tightness eased a bit, now added by the slick juices.
He moved his cock in and out, a really tiny bit at first, then and inch, back and forth, and slowly the two lovers began to fuck at each other. As the thick black pole became coated with her pussy juices, inch by inch, the lengthy meat disappeared into the tight clasping pussy. With the hand over her mouth now removed, in time with the thrusting cock, Joyce was panting now "Oh ……..oh ..……oh ...…..oh .…….oh ……..oh ……..oh..yes.....yes ……fuck.....oh...yes.......fuck me....please fuck ....me!" Holding on tightly to his neck, Joyce shifted a bit to encircle his waist with her legs and managed to lock her white heels upon one another. Now she began to bounce up and down onto the spearing cock.
Carl knew he had this pretty little bitch hooked on his big black cock now and that she was enjoying feeling a good sample of it up her horny married cunt. Wanting to see what she would do, he held himself still and quit thrusting with his cock fully imbedded and he felt her butt squirm in the palm of his hands as she tried to encourage him to continue fucking in and out of her and when he didn't move, the embracing arms around his neck broke apart as her hands pushed down onto the top of his shoulders, enabling her to slide her impaled cunt up and down a few inches.
Carl laughed aloud as the innocent beauty dropped her body weight down to fully impale herself onto his big black cock again. Again and again, the beauty pushed herself up and down fucking herself on his big black cock. Then he began to fuck into her once again, slamming his cock in and out of her until he felt his balls begin churning and threatening to soon erupt its pent-up load. In talking to her husband Barry earlier this evening, Carl had learned that Barry and Joyce had recently decided to start a ****** and now he wondered if the little bitch was still on the pill. If she wasn't, he couldn't help but smile as he thought about the Thompson's soon starting their ****** with a kinky-hair little black baby.
"Ohhhhh ………………..oh, Godddd ………………yessssssss! Fuck me ………….fuck meeeeeeee! Ohhhh …………..so biggggggg …………….so longggggggg! Ohhh ……yes ……………ohhhhhh, your big cock is so goodddddddd!" Joyce moaned as the thick shaft pumped in and out of her clasping pussy. Bouncing up and down on the thick prong, Joyce was beginning to see the stars, then she was sent to the heavens as her body quivered and then shuddered in a mind-shattering climax. "Ohhhh …………..ohhhh …………I ………….I……….Oh....yes.........yes..........I'm cumingggggggggg!" she stammered.
Feeling the white wife quivering in the hands, Carl thrust faster and faster into the climaxing woman, and then he stopped and buried himself up to his balls as his cock started to throb and lurch in her slick hot cunt. "Ahhhhh ……………..ohhhh, Mrs. Thompson ……………….ahhhhhh ……….Ohhhhh....yea.................gonna shoot in your white pussy..........yea..........gonna give ya all my nigger cum! Ahhhhhhh................. …………….yeahhhhhhh! Ohhhh, Goddddddd!" he groaned as he unleashed shot after shot of his hot potent cum deep in her womb.
Back pinned against the large boulder, pronged to it by the steel-like shaft, Joyce could not believe the level ecstasy and number of orgasms that she had just experienced on her first adventure out of her marriage vows. If this man had told her he wanted her to leave Barry and move in with him right now tonight, she thought that she probably would have gone upstairs and packed her bags right at that moment. But slowly, reality began to set in and the Joyce was faced with the mental torment of having committed her first adulterous affair.
The thick black shaft that had sent her out of this world still seemed to be throbbing inside of her, still pumping out the last of his cum, and the thought of it, caused Joyce to sob in shame. She could hear the noise coming from the party above where her husband entertained his guests. Here she was on the pathway behind her home, having provided entertainment for her husband's boss with his potent cum flooding her womb. Then the real horror struck her as she realized that she had not even given any thought whatsoever of the potential consequences of such an illicit fuck and the fact that she had indeed quit taking her birth control pills two months ago.
Joyce squirmed as she tried to push her husband's boss away and out of her, wanting to rush back up and into her house and use a potent douche to wash the cum out of her. Slowly, she felt the strong hands on her butt lifting her as the thick cock slowly slid out of her. Then her bare butt was again placed upon the boulder where her panties had been stripped from her and she felt lots of thick cum seeping from her widely stretched cunt hole. She was then surprised when her husband's boss merely zipped up his pants without saying a word and walked back up the pathway to the party, leaving her sitting atop the boulder with his cum oozing out of her well fucked cunt.
Bracing her hands atop the boulder, Joyce edged her butt slowly as she attempted to slide down to the pathway. Heels on the ground, she breathed a sigh of release as she clenched her muscles tightly together to keep the thick cum from escaping and running down her thighs. Looking about desperately in the dark, Joyce sought to find the panties that Carl Williams had stripped from her and tossed out into the open air. Feeling the beads of cum beginning to flow down her thighs, she was in a state of panic.
After a fruitless search, Joyce used the bottom of her summer dress to wipe her thighs of the dripping cum and shamefully made her way back up the pathway. Getting back to the top, she observed Barry and a bunch of fellow employees near the patio door and thus she did not want to head in that direction, not with his boss's cum threatening to spill out and run down her legs. Instead, she slipped into the outside bathroom near the pool to temporary cleanse herself until she could make her way back into the house and put on another pair of panties and clean herself up.
Nearly a month passed and Joyce found relief as she began her period. She had been filled with worry that her first adulterous affair had left her pregnant. Last week, Barry took her out to a fabulous restaurant to celebrate the announcement of his promotion that he felt that was so well deserved and earned. Joyce smiled and toasted her husband for his success, though not telling him of the important role she had played in assuring him of the job promotion.
Throughout the last month, Joyce could not get over the guilt of what she had done nor the worry of whether or not she had become pregnant as a result of it. Now that the threat of pregnancy was over however, it seemed that her mind constantly reflected back on that night and the mind-shattering orgasms she had achieved with a man other than her husband, and from the big black cock that the man possessed. Her body shivered each time Joyce thought of Carl Williams, craving to once again have his long thick black cock fucking her married white pussy, and shooting his cum deep inside of her. Following the exquisite dinner and having returned home, she knew that Barry was hot for her body and they quickly made their way to bed, but of course, it was in the same old missionary position. As her husband pumped his so much smaller dick in and out of her pussy, Joyce naughtily wrapped her legs around her husband like she did for his boss on the pathway, only this was the first time she appeared so wantonly aggressive for her own husband. Unfortunately, Barry came inside of her before she even had one orgasm, and she lay there unsatisfied. As they lay there, she wickedly asked "Honey, what did Mr. Williams say when he promoted you!"
Barry told her that Mr. Williams had told him that his wife had made a difference in the selection and that he really enjoyed her company. "Maybe I should be worried about you and Mr. Williams" Barry said playfully!
"If only you knew Barry, if only you knew" Joyce thought to herself.
A week later, Joyce arrived at her husband's new office on the top floor of the building and was quite impressed with the plush surroundings. Barry had asked her to meet him here so he could show her his slick new office and then take her out to lunch. Checking in with the receptionist, the woman told her that Barry had just called and left a message that he'd be delayed due to some problems encountered with a major client's orders.
Just as she was telling the receptionist that she would leave and maybe go over to the clothing store next door and come back later, she heard a familiar voice say "Oh, Mrs. Thompson, Barry was worried about you being upset that he got tied up so I told him not to worry as I'd be only to happy to show you his new digs!" Heart pounding, thigh muscles clenching, Joyce was speechless as her husband's boss guided her by the elbow and led her down the hallway.
As it was nearing noon, most of the secretaries were off to lunch with only a few remaining to cover the phones. Nearing a closed door, Joyce licked her dry lips as she read the printing on the door, reading 'Barry Thompson' on the top line and 'Regional Sales Manager' in smaller print below. Her heart was pounding even faster now as they continued past the door to her husband's office and she was being led into the office adjacent her husband's. She quivered when she heard the door close behind them along with the click of the door being locked.
No words were exchanged nor needed to be. Frozen to the spot as she stood looking out upon the beautiful view of the downtown area, she shivered with excitement when as she felt the hands at the back of her neck pulling down the zipper of the nice pink dress she had worn and then, the dress fell puddled upon the plush around her open-toe heels. Seconds later, her lacy pink bra was also upon the carpet and her matching panties were sliding down her trim legs.
Fortunately, the offices were sound proof, otherwise her moans of pleasure would certainly had disrupted her husband's important meeting right beyond the nearby wall. Lying upon the sofa in the office, clad only in her open-toe heels with pink and red straps, she spread her legs wide as her husband's naked boss shuffled up onto the sofa.
"Ohhhhhhhhh …………….yesssss ………………yessssssssssss......I've missed your big black cock so bad, Mr. Williams" Joyce moaned as the thick black cock spread her pussy wide open again. "Ohhhhhhh ……………yes …………..fuck me ……………fuck me ……………..oh, I need that big black cock in me......I need it so bad....I want it in me all the time.......please Mr. Williams....please fuck me ………………fuck me good…………….give me you big black cock and fill me with your nigger come......please.......I need it so much!" she pleaded, wrapping her sexy legs around the already pumping black ass. It was such a turn on for her, fucking her husband's boss just a few feet away from the wall adjacent to her husband's office.
"Oh yes Mrs. Thompson....I'm gonna give you lots of this big black cock and cum in that married white pussy of yours. Gonna visit your home every morning after your hubby has left for work and take good care of that pussy of yours.....gonna fill it with my cum every day, maybe even two or three times a day from now on Mrs. Thompson. After all, I have a great Regional Manager to run things for me while I'm gone and he's going to be doing a lot of traveling and be out of town a lot now too! Don't you worry about a thing Mrs. Thompson. I'm gonna see that married white pussy of yours gets lots of black cock and cum, and maybe even plant some nice black babies in you and if that happens, I can promise you that I'll see that your husband's salary goes up by $40,000 for every black baby of mine you deliver.
"That sounds like a really good deal Mr. Williams......a really good deal!" Joyce told him.
A little over an hour later, Barry Thompson's office door opened as the meeting had concluded and the important clients could be heard thanking Barry for taking care of the problem. Barry followed his clients out of his office and smiled when he saw his lovely wife looking out at the view as his boss pointed various points of interest to her. He was so glad that she was getting along so well with his boss. He knew how important that was to his career.
by Small4u@aol.com
Checking the set up of the tables by the catering company and making certain the interior of the home was immaculate, Mrs. Joyce Thompson could breathe a lot easier now that everything seemed to be in place. In about an hour, the guests would be arriving and thus it was now time to change from her casual clothing into a nice summer dress and heels to greet the guests as they arrived. She could get into something a bit more informal once the guests arrived and got comfortable, especially since this was a company picnic/pool party. Although classified as a picnic, excellent food was catered by the company for the occasion.
At the age of 28, Joyce was so happy with life in having married Barry Thompson after meeting him three years ago while visiting her former college roommate at her home. She had known that her former roommate had a brother but this had been the first time they had met one another. It was love at first sight, followed by whirlwind courtship then the fabulous wedding and reception at a plush resort.
With her husband being quite successful as a retail marketing executive for Maxton Electronics, she gave up her job as a legal secretary at Barry's encouragement. The arrangement worked out well as Barry entertained clients from all the major electronic firms and being a housewife allowed her to do her part in helping her husband entertain guests. With her spare time, Joyce did a lot of volunteer work at the library and schools when called upon.
With part of an inheritance and Barry's yearly income, they had purchased a fabulous home sitting atop a hillside that overlooked the city. With a large swimming pool and terraced yard down a portion of the hillside, it was a fantastic place to entertain a large group of guests. When Joyce had first seen the terraced yard along the hillside, she had kidded Barry that when they entertained, it would provide rather convenient hideaway spots for lovebirds.
Standing at just 5'6", and weighing a little over 140 lbs., Joyce's 38C-29-39 figure had men's eyes bulging out of their skulls upon setting their eyes on her huge firm knockers and great ass. Long silky brown hair, brown eyes and flawless ivory complexion just added more to men's lusting desires.
For this particular occasion, Barry had volunteered to host the company's annual picnic/pool party at their home. With the regional sales manager soon to be vacant by Mr. Hoskins upcoming retirement, Barry was one of those being given serious consideration for the position. Any means of impressing the boss, Mr. Carl Williams, at this point would definitely be a feather in the cap of those being considered for the position.
In talking to Barry, Joyce learned that it now seemed to be a neck and neck race between he and Adam Watson for the coveted position. Barry indicated that his boss had dinner with Adam and his wife last week and would be inviting them out in the coming week. Although it was considered to be a social dinner, they both knew it would be a major point in having Mr. William coming to his final decision as to who would get the job.
Joyce had met Barry's boss briefly at a couple office functions but both had been brief introductions with the customary handshakes and greetings. She clearly recalled just how small her hand felt in the handshake with Mr. Williams, how she had shivered at the touch of the large firm hand of her husband's muscular black boss. She shivered as the old myth about black men crossed her mind, wondering if it was in fact true.
As the guests began arriving, Joyce greeted everyone and did everything possible to make them feel at home while Barry showed them about the premises. When Mr. Williams arrived, she greeted him with a handshake and felt tingly as he continued to hold her hand firmly in his as his other hand lightly caressed her elbow and forearm. Joyce felt a wicked tremor course through her body as this tall muscular black man kept his hands on her. Whether right or just her feeling, she couldn't help but think that he really wanted to feel her up and probably would have had there not been others waiting in line behind him.
With the greeting of Barry's boss finally ending, Joyce greeted the next arrivals but she still could not get over the lingering touch of Carl Williams. Finally, when it appeared everyone had arrived, Joyce began chatting with some of the women. From the corner of her eye, Joyce noticed the dark figure standing off by the bar staring at her. Looking over at the direction of the bar, she saw her husband's boss watching her closely and he smiled widely at her when their eyes met and she returned the smile.
It was a beautiful sunset as many of the guests grabbed their drinks and stood along the walkway to view the sun going down. Just as she was about to join some of the women, she felt a firm hand grasping her upper right arm. Instinctively, Joyce knew who it was and turned to greet her husband's boss, telling him to come and watch the beautiful sunset with her. She nervously led the way, shivering as that large hand was now holding her gently around the waist.
As they watched the beautiful sunset, Mr. Williams said "You know Joyce, it sure is going to be hard to decide whether Adam Watson or your husband would be the best for the Regional Sales Manager position! They're both so equally qualified, that's why I set up a time and dined with Adam and his wife last week and with you and Barry next week! I guess part of what I need to find out is who has the most supportive wife as there's going to be a lot of dinner meetings and socializing with other executives as a part of that job!"
Joyce was at a bit of a loss for words, not knowing just how to respond to Mr. Williams' comments. "I ……….well, all I can say is that I assure you I will always have Barry's best interest at heart and I am certainly willing to do whatever it takes should Barry get that position!" Just as the head caterer signaled to her, wanting a word with her, Joyce shivered in hearing Mr. Williams respond "That's all well and good Joyce, but what I want to know is are you willing to do what it takes for Barry to get that promotion!" Before she could ask what he meant by that, Mr. Williams was off to greet another employee of the firm.
As she took care of caterer's inquiry, Joyce could not help but wonder just what Mr. Williams meant by that last remark and knew that she had to find out before the night was over. It was obvious from the conversation that since both Barry and Adam were equally qualified to Mr. Williams, it would be who's wife he thought would be best to help entertain clients of the company. Being brought up in a conservative and rather religious setting, the true meaning of Mr. Williams' comments never entered her mind.
Carl Williams had purposely made that quick departure away from the beautiful hostess. He had definitely recalled their first two meetings, brief as they were, but she had certainly given him an immediate hard-on each time. He had looked forward to attending this function and was determined to steal some time alone with this sexy little wench. He suspected that she was quite an innocent beauty, although her looks depicted her as quite an elegant mature woman and in Carl Williams assessment, Mrs. Joyce Thompson was a quite the hot sexy little bitch in comparison to the wife of Adam Watson. Mrs. Beth Watson was nearing 40 with four kids in high school or college and had put on some weight over the years, but he certainly wouldn't hesitate to fuck Beth Watson or throw her out of his bed. The truth was that she just wasn't in the same league as Joyce Thompson when it came to looks or build.
The dinner that Carl had with the Watsons last week was fine and cordial, just as he had expected but he figured it would be interesting if he led on to the sexy Mrs. Thompson that it was far more than just cordial. In actuality, Carl had made up his mind two weeks ago that Barry Thompson was the ideal candidate for the position but held off making any announcements till the retirement party of old man Hoskins. His mind was churning as to how he'd play his cards later that evening, feeling sure that he had planted the seeds and aroused the curiosity of the sexy hostess.
After making the rounds as a good hostess, Joyce looked about and saw her husband's boss again far off in the shadows standing alone sipping his drink and looking directly in her direction. Nervously looking about, and biting her lip, Joyce got a glass of wine and slowly edged her way towards Carl Williams again. The party was in full blast with some trivial games going on and everyone seemed preoccupied with the two gals in charge of the fun and games.
Smiling as she approached her husband's boss, she asked how he if he was enjoying himself. She shivered when he put his arm around her waist and said "Oh, I'm doing just fine now that you're here to keep me company!" Joyce was nervous as Mr. Williams kept his arm around her, with his hand on her waist as they then pretended to look out at the city lights. Joyce trembled as she felt her fingers slowly moving down to gently caress her buttocks.
Nervously, Joyce asked "Mr. Williams, can I ask what ………….what you meant earlier when you asked if I was willing to do whatever it takes for Barry to get the job?" Mr. Williams smiled at her as he moved his hand on her waist pulling her with him as he said "Let's take a little stroll down the walkway Joyce and I'll tell you what I meant!" As Joyce walked with the tall muscular man, she felt so jittery, that she wanted to run especially when she felt his hand slide down further and cup her soft ass. Her mind began to wonder again as to the myth she had always heard about black men.
Carl smiled to himself as they slowly walked down the pathway at the edge of the hillside, taking them below the level of the backyard and out of sight from everyone. "Well, since you asked Joyce, I must first tell you that I'll deny all of this if word gets out and say that you made it up to force me to give Barry the job! Now about what I meant, let's just say that in having dinner with the Watsons last week, I was assured by Beth that I could have a, shall we say, an extra benefit whenever I want it if Adam Watson gets the job!"
Puzzled, Joyce swallowed nervously and asked "Wha ………..what kind of extra benefit?" She was trembling now. Joyce was well aware of Carl Williams' hand now moving about freely and taking the liberty of caressing her entire ass through her thin summer dress. At this point, fear set in as she now had an inkling as to what this conversation was leading up to. She had read about such things happening but never thought she would be faced with such a dilemma, especially since Maxton Electronics was a large well-respected company.
Carl decided that now was the time to put his plan into action as he lied "Well, again only since you asked, and again I will deny ever telling you this, the truth is that when Adam excused himself to go to the restroom, Beth Watson assured me that I'd get to sample her charms on a regular basis if I gave her husband the job! And having heard that, I only thought it fair that I give you the same opportunity to earn that job for Barry!" Then, turning a bit, he reached out with his free hand and took her left hand and guided it towards his already bulging crotch. Once her hand and fingers were making contact with his throbbing bulge, Carl added "She's nowhere near your class and looks Mrs. Thompson and if you were to match those extra benefits, your husband would definitely got the job! Think about it, Mrs. Thompson!"
Joyce shuddered as her fingers felt the massive bulge hidden under Carl Williams dark pants. She felt the rock hard cock throb beneath her fingers and she felt her fingers involuntarily squeeze it in response. Instinctively, Joyce let her fingers trace down the lengthy bulge, beginning to breath heavier now, both from nervousness and excitement as the length of the thick bulge never seemed to come to an end. She knew now that what she had heard about the size of black men was no myth, certainly not with her husband's boss anyway. Unable to think straight, she was breathing faster in fear at the thought that her husband's future literally lay in her hands at that very moment.
Guiding the squeezing hand off to the left side of his pants, Carl quickly undid his belt and clasp on the top of his pants, then unzipped them. Lifting the soft trim hand from their grasp on the out side of his trousers, he pushed his jockeys down and then replaced the beautiful manicured hands on his hard big black cock. "Ohhhh, yeahhhhh ………ohhhhhh, Joyce...that it...feel that big black cock!" he moaned in sheer pleasure as the soft hands were now wrapped around his throbbing cock.
Joyce just could not believe that any man could have a cock that big. She had both of her fingers wrapped tightly around the meaty cock now but her thumb could not meet her other fingers. With one hand above the other, like it holding a baseball bat, there was still several more inches of the big black cock protruding beyond her fingers. Mesmerized, Joyce loosened her grip a bit and began to stroke the massive hard on with both hands.
Memories came to her of the day she and her husband had gone to the racetrack to watch the thoroughbreds run. The owner of one of the horses was a client of Barry's and had invited them down to the stables for a tour. Joyce had never been that close to a horse before. As Barry and his friend chatted, she had wandered around a bit to where another stable was located and she overheard one of the stable hands telling his friend that the black stallion would command a hefty stud fee. In looking at the horse cock on the black stallion, she could not help but to imagine this stallion mounting a filly. Now she could not help to compare what she had seen to what she was now holding in her hands.
No one from above could view them in the darkness and Joyce found herself now kneeling on the pathway in front of Mr. Williams. The thick black meat in her hands could not be seen in the darkness, only felt as the slimy tip brushed up against her trembling lips. She shivered in nervousness as she had never before had a cock touch her lips, not even Barry's. As the thick cockhead pressed against her lips, Joyce could not resist the temptation to dart her tongue out and lick at the oozing hole. Withdrawing her tongue, she then ran her tongue that was coated with the slippery substance around her mouth to get her very first taste of a man's real essence.
Then her lips parted due to the pressure, forcing her to open her mouth wide, yet the cock was so thick that her teeth scraped the slick skin as it was being forced into her mouth. Wet tongue pushing against the advancing cockhead, more of the slick juices coated her tongue as she lapped up the salty fluid. More and more of the thick cock was forced into her mouth as now she had one hand upon the other at the base of the thick stem. Joyce shuddered as the thick cock was so far in her mouth that it was about to enter her throat and she feared that she would not be able to breathe around it.
Panic set in as the thick cock pushed at the entrance to her throat and Joyce gagged at the thought of choking to death around this man's big black cock. Then the thick cockhead was pulled from the entrance of her throat, allowing her to take a deep breath. She shuddered as it pushed into her throat again, only this time, it went deeper, causing Joyce's eyes to bulge in total fear. She pushed with all of her might, her hands at the base of the thick cock, but she had no success as another inch slipped further down her throat. Unable to breathe, her eyes began to roll and Joyce thought she would soon pass out.
Carl laughed out loud as the choking beauty gagged around his pulsing cock as she tried desperately to push him out of her mouth. Wrapping his fingers into her long brown hair, he slowly withdrew his lengthy cock so she could get some much need air, then he began slowly to face fuck the stunning young beauty. "Oh, Joyce! Barry would be so proud of you right now! Down on your knees helping your hubby get that big promotion! Does Barry know what a great little cocksucker his pretty wife is?"
Unable to breathe again, on the verge of passing out, Joyce felt the thick cockhead expand deep in the bottom of her throat followed by a gush of hot fluid making its way down her gullet. Then as the spurting cock was pulled out of her throat, Joyce was then able to breathe again as her mouth was now being filled with the hot slimy goo. Queasy and quivering as she was now forced to swallow the thick load of nigger cum, and she realized that this was the first time that she had really gotten a real taste of a man.
It was swallow or choke to death as her mouth was filled time and time again with Mr. William's cum. His cock seemed to keep on shooting into the wife's mouth again and again for what seemed like ten minutes. Throughout her ordeal, Joyce could feel her queasy stomach threaten to rebel and spew out the hot protein that began to rapidly accumulate to form a lake in her belly, but finally the spurts weakened to dribbles, then only oozed onto her tongue. With her husband's boss having sated his lust for the time being, she felt the hands in her hair pull her off the dwindling but still lengthy black cock.
The slimy tool was then rubbed over her cheeks and she clutched at her queasy stomach. Then Joyce heard her husband's boss chuckle, saying "You sure are an excellent hostess, Mrs. Thompson! I'm very impressed!" Then she heard the zipper being pulled up and Carl Williams said "I want you to meet me back here at midnight so we can seal the deal, sweetie! If things work out, the way I think they will, Barry will have the job before the nights over!" Alone on her knees, Joyce shivered as her stomach turned. Staggering to her feet, she then held onto the nearby railing as she moved toward the edge of the property. Leaning over the railing, mouth open as her stomach churned, she wished that she could throw up and void herself of the nigger cum that filled her belly, but she couldn't get anything out. Her mouth was coated with it and she headed back up the walkway to the party.
As soon as she reached the party, Joyce grabbed a glass of wine to try to dilute the taste of Carl Williams thick cum in her mouth but it didn't seem to cut the taste at all. She found it interesting that the longer she continued to taste the cum in her mouth, the more excited she was, and she felt her panties getting wet as the excitement now reached her pussy. She couldn't believe what was happening to her. As she stood around with a group of women while listening to them chatter, Joyce realized that she had just blown a man for the first time, and a black man at that, something that she had always considered as being filthy, something that she thought that only a cheap whore would do. But she kept on telling herself that she had only done it for Barry. When she wondered just what could be in store for her when the witching hour struck at midnight, she felt her panties getting wetter and she felt an itch deep inside of her.
Looking at her watch, and seeing that it was now 10:30 p.m., Joyce could not help but to clench her thighs together. She had never been untrue to Barry before, though she had often dreamt and thought of what it would be like to be possessed by another man. Her husband was not very experimental, always making love to her in the missionary position. Having read the manual on lovemaking, a gift from her friends at her bridal shower, Joyce had kept the book to herself as she was a bit too embarrassed to show it to Barry. But she had looked at the various illustrations of lovemaking positions many times, hoping always wishing that someday, Barry would be more venturesome but that never happened and she was pretty sure that he never would.
Nearing midnight, the crotch of Joyce's panties was completely sopping wet as her love juices continued to flow. She vividly recalled the monstrous cock that had earlier been in her hands and in her mouth and down her throat. 'Oh, God, he'll split me in two if he tries to put something that big inside of me!' she worried as she continued to cream in her panties. Heart beating madly, Joyce told herself that she was being forced to submit for the sake of Barry but deep inside, she also knew it was merely an excuse for sampling another man's cock, and a really big black one at that.
Across the pool, Joyce observed Mr. Williams looking over at her and smiling and then he nodded and turned to make his way down the dimly lit walkway again. Looking about nervously, feeling self-conscious, Joyce slowly edged her way around the pool. One last look around to check and see that everyone was preoccupied, she then made her way down the walkway to where her husband's boss awaited her.
Turning into the small alcove, Joyce looked about, then shivered as out of the darkness large hands reached out to caress her soft skin just about the back of her dress. Frozen to the spot, a tingling of pleasure coursed through her body as the large hands moved over her shoulders to caress the length of her arms. Then her waist was nearly encircled by the two large black hands of her husband's tall muscular boss. It felt so wicked to having another man touch her so intimately, shivering as lips and tongue teased her neck and nibbled at her earlobe.
Then the thick lips of her husband's black boss covered hers as she was being turned slowly towards him, her lips parting to admit his thick wet tongue. Instinct took over as Joyce's hands raised up to clutch at the muscular biceps of the large man, her mouth opening as her pointed tongue licked at his thicker one. Over and over, she told herself that she was merely doing this for Barry's sake and that she really didn't want this to happen. But deep down, she knew that she was just fooling herself with that thought as an excuse, that she was dying to sample another man's cock, even more so a man with a cock as big and as black as this one.
Carl could sense the change in the apprehensive and reserved marred woman who earlier had to practically be forced to suck his cock. Now he realized that she was just another married white bitch that had always dreamt of being taken by a black man. He knew exactly what she wanted of him and he intended to give her exactly what she wanted so badly. Lifting her at her waist, he then her set her atop the edge of a large boulder. Pushing up her summer dress, he felt how wet her panties were and smiled as he peeled her lacy white panties down over her trim hips and drew them down her long sexy legs. First off one heel, followed by the next, then Carl tossed them away somewhere into the darkness.
Panting with excitement now, Joyce felt the strong hands ease her off the boulder, then she was being pinned against a crevice on the hillside. She felt the hands on her bare ass being adjusted and she was now being cradled in his right arm as her back rested against another boulder. Lifting her legs a bit, she placed her thighs upon his hips as her arms wrapped around his neck to keep from falling. Joyce trembled in fear as his other hand held his long thick cock and moved the cockhead up against her wet pussy.
With his cockhead in place, Carl released his left hand from his cock as he made sure he had her back braced against the wall and his right arm firmly holding her. He smiled as the moment had finally arrived. Carl could not believe his ploy had worked like a charm and now he was going to possess this sexy married white wife. He wished he could make her scream out in pain when he thrust his oversized black cock into her white cunt but he could not risk her screams being heard by the partygoers from his company.
Wisely, Carl clamped his left hand firmly over the beauty's mouth as his right arm pulled her body down and he thrust his black cock up into her tight married white pussy. "Mmmmmmphhhhhh ……ohhhhhhhhhhh…………….mmmmmmppppphhhhhhhhhh!" came the muffled screamed from the terrified young wife as she felt his thick black cock enter her body. It had been a wise move on his part, otherwise everyone above near poolside would have heard her screech of pain.
He could have eased his cockhead in and let her get accustomed to his size, but he knew deep down that this was the way she preferred it, to be taken, and taken hard by a beast or by a caveman. Carl thoroughly enjoyed the feel of her trembling body as it shuddered in pain from having half the length of his cock brutally shoved into her cunt and it felt so tight, kind of like a huge strong rubber band had been tightly wrapped around the middle of his cock and it would either break or cut into him. Finally, after holding steady for a minute or so, he felt the muscles in her pussy begin to relax and the tightness eased a bit, now added by the slick juices.
He moved his cock in and out, a really tiny bit at first, then and inch, back and forth, and slowly the two lovers began to fuck at each other. As the thick black pole became coated with her pussy juices, inch by inch, the lengthy meat disappeared into the tight clasping pussy. With the hand over her mouth now removed, in time with the thrusting cock, Joyce was panting now "Oh ……..oh ..……oh ...…..oh .…….oh ……..oh ……..oh..yes.....yes ……fuck.....oh...yes.......fuck me....please fuck ....me!" Holding on tightly to his neck, Joyce shifted a bit to encircle his waist with her legs and managed to lock her white heels upon one another. Now she began to bounce up and down onto the spearing cock.
Carl knew he had this pretty little bitch hooked on his big black cock now and that she was enjoying feeling a good sample of it up her horny married cunt. Wanting to see what she would do, he held himself still and quit thrusting with his cock fully imbedded and he felt her butt squirm in the palm of his hands as she tried to encourage him to continue fucking in and out of her and when he didn't move, the embracing arms around his neck broke apart as her hands pushed down onto the top of his shoulders, enabling her to slide her impaled cunt up and down a few inches.
Carl laughed aloud as the innocent beauty dropped her body weight down to fully impale herself onto his big black cock again. Again and again, the beauty pushed herself up and down fucking herself on his big black cock. Then he began to fuck into her once again, slamming his cock in and out of her until he felt his balls begin churning and threatening to soon erupt its pent-up load. In talking to her husband Barry earlier this evening, Carl had learned that Barry and Joyce had recently decided to start a ****** and now he wondered if the little bitch was still on the pill. If she wasn't, he couldn't help but smile as he thought about the Thompson's soon starting their ****** with a kinky-hair little black baby.
"Ohhhhh ………………..oh, Godddd ………………yessssssss! Fuck me ………….fuck meeeeeeee! Ohhhh …………..so biggggggg …………….so longggggggg! Ohhh ……yes ……………ohhhhhh, your big cock is so goodddddddd!" Joyce moaned as the thick shaft pumped in and out of her clasping pussy. Bouncing up and down on the thick prong, Joyce was beginning to see the stars, then she was sent to the heavens as her body quivered and then shuddered in a mind-shattering climax. "Ohhhh …………..ohhhh …………I ………….I……….Oh....yes.........yes..........I'm cumingggggggggg!" she stammered.
Feeling the white wife quivering in the hands, Carl thrust faster and faster into the climaxing woman, and then he stopped and buried himself up to his balls as his cock started to throb and lurch in her slick hot cunt. "Ahhhhh ……………..ohhhh, Mrs. Thompson ……………….ahhhhhh ……….Ohhhhh....yea.................gonna shoot in your white pussy..........yea..........gonna give ya all my nigger cum! Ahhhhhhh................. …………….yeahhhhhhh! Ohhhh, Goddddddd!" he groaned as he unleashed shot after shot of his hot potent cum deep in her womb.
Back pinned against the large boulder, pronged to it by the steel-like shaft, Joyce could not believe the level ecstasy and number of orgasms that she had just experienced on her first adventure out of her marriage vows. If this man had told her he wanted her to leave Barry and move in with him right now tonight, she thought that she probably would have gone upstairs and packed her bags right at that moment. But slowly, reality began to set in and the Joyce was faced with the mental torment of having committed her first adulterous affair.
The thick black shaft that had sent her out of this world still seemed to be throbbing inside of her, still pumping out the last of his cum, and the thought of it, caused Joyce to sob in shame. She could hear the noise coming from the party above where her husband entertained his guests. Here she was on the pathway behind her home, having provided entertainment for her husband's boss with his potent cum flooding her womb. Then the real horror struck her as she realized that she had not even given any thought whatsoever of the potential consequences of such an illicit fuck and the fact that she had indeed quit taking her birth control pills two months ago.
Joyce squirmed as she tried to push her husband's boss away and out of her, wanting to rush back up and into her house and use a potent douche to wash the cum out of her. Slowly, she felt the strong hands on her butt lifting her as the thick cock slowly slid out of her. Then her bare butt was again placed upon the boulder where her panties had been stripped from her and she felt lots of thick cum seeping from her widely stretched cunt hole. She was then surprised when her husband's boss merely zipped up his pants without saying a word and walked back up the pathway to the party, leaving her sitting atop the boulder with his cum oozing out of her well fucked cunt.
Bracing her hands atop the boulder, Joyce edged her butt slowly as she attempted to slide down to the pathway. Heels on the ground, she breathed a sigh of release as she clenched her muscles tightly together to keep the thick cum from escaping and running down her thighs. Looking about desperately in the dark, Joyce sought to find the panties that Carl Williams had stripped from her and tossed out into the open air. Feeling the beads of cum beginning to flow down her thighs, she was in a state of panic.
After a fruitless search, Joyce used the bottom of her summer dress to wipe her thighs of the dripping cum and shamefully made her way back up the pathway. Getting back to the top, she observed Barry and a bunch of fellow employees near the patio door and thus she did not want to head in that direction, not with his boss's cum threatening to spill out and run down her legs. Instead, she slipped into the outside bathroom near the pool to temporary cleanse herself until she could make her way back into the house and put on another pair of panties and clean herself up.
Nearly a month passed and Joyce found relief as she began her period. She had been filled with worry that her first adulterous affair had left her pregnant. Last week, Barry took her out to a fabulous restaurant to celebrate the announcement of his promotion that he felt that was so well deserved and earned. Joyce smiled and toasted her husband for his success, though not telling him of the important role she had played in assuring him of the job promotion.
Throughout the last month, Joyce could not get over the guilt of what she had done nor the worry of whether or not she had become pregnant as a result of it. Now that the threat of pregnancy was over however, it seemed that her mind constantly reflected back on that night and the mind-shattering orgasms she had achieved with a man other than her husband, and from the big black cock that the man possessed. Her body shivered each time Joyce thought of Carl Williams, craving to once again have his long thick black cock fucking her married white pussy, and shooting his cum deep inside of her. Following the exquisite dinner and having returned home, she knew that Barry was hot for her body and they quickly made their way to bed, but of course, it was in the same old missionary position. As her husband pumped his so much smaller dick in and out of her pussy, Joyce naughtily wrapped her legs around her husband like she did for his boss on the pathway, only this was the first time she appeared so wantonly aggressive for her own husband. Unfortunately, Barry came inside of her before she even had one orgasm, and she lay there unsatisfied. As they lay there, she wickedly asked "Honey, what did Mr. Williams say when he promoted you!"
Barry told her that Mr. Williams had told him that his wife had made a difference in the selection and that he really enjoyed her company. "Maybe I should be worried about you and Mr. Williams" Barry said playfully!
"If only you knew Barry, if only you knew" Joyce thought to herself.
A week later, Joyce arrived at her husband's new office on the top floor of the building and was quite impressed with the plush surroundings. Barry had asked her to meet him here so he could show her his slick new office and then take her out to lunch. Checking in with the receptionist, the woman told her that Barry had just called and left a message that he'd be delayed due to some problems encountered with a major client's orders.
Just as she was telling the receptionist that she would leave and maybe go over to the clothing store next door and come back later, she heard a familiar voice say "Oh, Mrs. Thompson, Barry was worried about you being upset that he got tied up so I told him not to worry as I'd be only to happy to show you his new digs!" Heart pounding, thigh muscles clenching, Joyce was speechless as her husband's boss guided her by the elbow and led her down the hallway.
As it was nearing noon, most of the secretaries were off to lunch with only a few remaining to cover the phones. Nearing a closed door, Joyce licked her dry lips as she read the printing on the door, reading 'Barry Thompson' on the top line and 'Regional Sales Manager' in smaller print below. Her heart was pounding even faster now as they continued past the door to her husband's office and she was being led into the office adjacent her husband's. She quivered when she heard the door close behind them along with the click of the door being locked.
No words were exchanged nor needed to be. Frozen to the spot as she stood looking out upon the beautiful view of the downtown area, she shivered with excitement when as she felt the hands at the back of her neck pulling down the zipper of the nice pink dress she had worn and then, the dress fell puddled upon the plush around her open-toe heels. Seconds later, her lacy pink bra was also upon the carpet and her matching panties were sliding down her trim legs.
Fortunately, the offices were sound proof, otherwise her moans of pleasure would certainly had disrupted her husband's important meeting right beyond the nearby wall. Lying upon the sofa in the office, clad only in her open-toe heels with pink and red straps, she spread her legs wide as her husband's naked boss shuffled up onto the sofa.
"Ohhhhhhhhh …………….yesssss ………………yessssssssssss......I've missed your big black cock so bad, Mr. Williams" Joyce moaned as the thick black cock spread her pussy wide open again. "Ohhhhhhh ……………yes …………..fuck me ……………fuck me ……………..oh, I need that big black cock in me......I need it so bad....I want it in me all the time.......please Mr. Williams....please fuck me ………………fuck me good…………….give me you big black cock and fill me with your nigger come......please.......I need it so much!" she pleaded, wrapping her sexy legs around the already pumping black ass. It was such a turn on for her, fucking her husband's boss just a few feet away from the wall adjacent to her husband's office.
"Oh yes Mrs. Thompson....I'm gonna give you lots of this big black cock and cum in that married white pussy of yours. Gonna visit your home every morning after your hubby has left for work and take good care of that pussy of yours.....gonna fill it with my cum every day, maybe even two or three times a day from now on Mrs. Thompson. After all, I have a great Regional Manager to run things for me while I'm gone and he's going to be doing a lot of traveling and be out of town a lot now too! Don't you worry about a thing Mrs. Thompson. I'm gonna see that married white pussy of yours gets lots of black cock and cum, and maybe even plant some nice black babies in you and if that happens, I can promise you that I'll see that your husband's salary goes up by $40,000 for every black baby of mine you deliver.
"That sounds like a really good deal Mr. Williams......a really good deal!" Joyce told him.
A little over an hour later, Barry Thompson's office door opened as the meeting had concluded and the important clients could be heard thanking Barry for taking care of the problem. Barry followed his clients out of his office and smiled when he saw his lovely wife looking out at the view as his boss pointed various points of interest to her. He was so glad that she was getting along so well with his boss. He knew how important that was to his career.
