“I’m okay, don’t worry,” Corina said into her phone. “Just a bit shaken up. Luckily there wasn’t much traffic about, otherwise... anyway, the tow truck guy is going to drop me off on the way to the garage. Yes, I’m fine... stop.... Right, see you soon.”
Corina shut down the call to her husband and looked again at the car. She had been very lucky, she realised. A few metres to the left and it would have been a head-on collision with a tree, one she’d not have walked away from. As it was, the front left tyre had been damaged a bit, but other than she and the vehicle were unscathed.
The ride home was silent, Corina not wanting to talk much. She was thinking about what had happened and was coming to the realisation that she really, really needed sexual release, but more than she could get from her affairs with Emily and Vanessa. Essentially, she needed to cum on a man’s cock. She feared that, the way she was feeling right then, she’d have another accident like that at some point if she didn’t overcome these urges she had. She was coming to the conclusion that Black Phallus could be right, that there wasn’t anything she could do, that she shouldn’t fight it.
But she was still that conservative, scared housewife at the end of the day. Her darker side was asserting itself more and more, but it hadn’t overwhelmed her completely just yet. She was worried it would, though, if she didn’t do something to stop it.
“Everything okay, ma’am?” the driver said. She looked up at him, the silence unexpectedly broken.
“Er... yeah, I’m fine,” she said, looking down again.
“Come on, now,” he chuckled. “I can tell when someone’s got something on their mind. It’s good to share, you know.”
Corina’s eyebrow went up, not entirely convinced of this. And this was... a guy. Could she confide in a man about this sort of thing?
“Erm... well... I guess I have this... problem. I kind of want to do something, but it might hurt someone else if I do it... but... it kinda sounds like fun, my friend says it is fun, so... I don’t know.”
“It sounds to me like you want to do this thing and you’re finding excuses to not do so,” the man said. “I don’t know why but sometimes you just have to do what you want. You can’t spend your whole life thinking about others. Sometimes... it’s just about you.”
Corina didn’t reply, but she found herself agreeing. Why couldn’t she have fun? Nobody would even know, a bit of sex on the side... but what if he did find out? Arrrrrrgh, why was this so difficult?
The rest of the journey was uninterrupted, Corina mulling over the driver’s words and her own conflicting internal monologue. As she entered the house, her ****** rushed to greet her, hugs and cuddles reminding her of what she had. For a few hours, she revelled in her ordinary life, the love of her ******. The potential confrontation from her having run out the night before was cast aside, relief at her safety paramount.
And then, in bed, her husband disappointed her yet again.
“I’m sorry, I can’t help it,” he said as his small penis refused to stiffen. “I guess I’m just worried... or was worried about you. I wanted to give you what you wanted, when you... left last night. I just... every man has these problems.”
Corina didn’t think it was true. Inside, she was ablaze with anger and frustration. She’d actually felt repulsed when her husband had desperately clutched his little dick in his hand, pumping it to try to gain an erection. When he collapsed in a dejected heap, she just rolled away, unwilling to face him. He sighed and turned away himself as she refused to respond. She lay there for hours as he soon drifted off and then, finally, she made her decision.
Getting up, she put on her dressing gown and went downstairs. She picked her phone off the hall table and tapped away at the screen.
“Vanessa. I can’t take this anymore. I want to try a black man. Can you help me?”
She put the phone away and sighed. It was the most difficult decision she’d ever had to make. She didn’t know then that, other than having children, it would be the one that changed her life the most.
---
Vanessa lifted her head off the bulbous cock head in her mouth when she heard the phone buzz. She knew it was Corina, having specifically assigned a custom noise to her profile. There was only one reason she’d be getting a text off her now. She smiled sheepishly up at the black man she’d been fellating and took her hands off the two cocks either side of him that she’d been stroking.
“I’ve got to see this, guys, Mr Tandino’s orders,” she said, winking. “When I get back though... I want all three of you inside me at once.”
She picked up the phone and went out of the room into her bedroom. She smiled again as she read Corina’s message. With Emily being “entertained” by Lamar and Corina asking to be blacked too, she felt like she’d done some very good work that day. She pressed the dial button and Corina answered almost immediately.
“Hey, Corina?” she said. “I just got your message. Honey, I’m so excited, you’ve definitely made the right decision.”
“I ... hope so,” Corina said, nervously. “It’s a big thing for me. I crashed my damn car today because I was listening to a Black Phallus CD and got... carried away.”
“Wow,” Vanessa chuckled. “That’s... we need to get you with a black guy and fast!”
“I think so too,” Corina sighed. “Colin was just... urgh, more than pathetic in bed. Couldn’t even get it up. I need ... I need a real man.”
“I hear you,” Vanessa replied. “I think you still need to take it slow. I don’t want to just plonk you in front of like four massive black cocks. You’ll run a mile...”
Corina gasped at the thought, but then smiled wickedly. That didn’t sound too bad to her!
“... and that’s the last thing we want now. I’ll get back to you tomorrow once I’ve found the perfect gentleman to have a... yeah, a date with. Okay?”
“Okay, sure,” Corina said.
“Great!” Vanessa exclaimed. “Now... if you’ll excuse me, I have three attractive young black gentlemen waiting for me. Bye!”
Corina stood there for a second, imagining her friend bounding off to deal with three massive black cocks... no, too late for those thoughts, she said, slapping herself on the cheek lightly. Get some sleep and be refreshed for tomorrow.
----
Emily looked out the window of the office kitchenette. It was essentially just a small space for making tea and coffee, nothing more, but she’d been in here for twenty minutes, just gazing out the window at the nondescript building across the alley, a contented smile on her face. She felt good, very good, after what had happened the night before. Complete, perhaps, or at least more whole than she’d been before. She’d been daydreaming all morning, Corina too distracted by her work (or, in reality, the decision she’d made the night before) to notice Emily staring into space.
“Hey, you still in here?” one of the other work experience people said as he walked in with his mug.
“Oh... hello, Tom,” Emily replied. “I... yeah, just got some things on my mind, y’know.”
“Look, if you want, we could, like, talk about it if you... maybe at lunch or... something,” Tom said, cheeks getting red as he stumbled over his words. Emily looked at him, left eyebrow raised.
“That’s kind of you,” she said, smiling, “but it’s fine. It’s not a bad thing, just... well, I had a very cool date last night. I can’t stop thinking about him.”
“Oh,” Tom said, crestfallen. “I... work calls, you know. Er... yeah, see you.”
Emily watched him leave and realised she’d better get back to her desk too. Rose wouldn’t be as distracted as Corina. Tom was a sweet guy, but she knew he’d never have what it took to satisfy her. She pushed thoughts of Lamar finally cumming in her pussy after two solid hours of sex to one side, trying not to shiver with excitement at the thought of how many orgasms she’d had with him.
“I brought you a coffee too,” she said, placing a mug next to Corina’s keyboard. The older woman nodded, but made no reply. “Everything ok?”
“Yes, yes,” Corina said. “Just got a bit more to do today than I expected. Mr Tandino is coming in tomorrow and I need to have this presentation ready. Those new figures on the drop-in centre need to be integrated and it’s just... well, I’d better get it done. Look, you go ahead later to lunch, I might follow but...”
“Ok, sure, you want me to bring you anything?”
“Hmm, actually, yeah, could you get me one of those sandwiches, the one I usually get?” Corina looked up.
“Sure!” Emily said. “I’ll get that for you, no problem. My treat.”
The minutes ticked by and the two girls got on with their tasks, putting their thoughts aside to crack on with their work. As much as Emily wanted to share her experience with Lamar, she felt it wasn’t the right time or place. Maybe after work, she thought.
“You going to get me my sandwich, Emily?”
Emily realised she’d been daydreaming again. A quick glance at the clock showed it was already lunch period. How long have I been sitting here? Oh well, better get cracking.
“Oh, yes, of course, I’ll go straight away,” she said, fumbling with her jacket and handbags. Corina looked at her oddly, but she was out the door before she had time to observe her too closely.
Emily walked briskly to the café and strode in confidently. Snatching up Corina’s sandwich, she chose one for herself and ordered two coffees to go.
“Hey, Emily?” a familiar voice called from behind her. She turned to see Vanessa sitting alone, a folder on the table in front of her.
“Hi!” she beamed, taking the food and drink over to Vanessa’s table. “Can I sit with you?”
“Of course,” Vanessa grinned. “So... I hear you and Lamar had an interesting night...”
Emily blushed deeply. “Ah, yes... it was... oh, it was fucking awesome!”
“So you liked it then? Being with a black man?”
“Oh, yes, of course! It was incredible. I just... I’m still trembling with excitement now.”
“Lamar said you had a lot of fun, yeah...” she said. “And... he said he’d love to introduce you to some of his friends. Black male friends...”
Emily’s mouth hung open. This was all happening so fast. Three nights ago she’d been fantasising about Corina and being with a black man. Now she’d been with both and had the prospect of meeting more black men. Her heart was beating like crazy.
“Oh... I... wow,” was all she could manage.
“I’ll take that as a ‘yes, please introduce me to those black studs’ then, shall I?” Vanessa grinned.
Emily nodded vigorously, Vanessa laughing in return. “Oh, I love it when a girl gets her first taste of black meat... it’s true, you’ll never go back, will you?”
“Never!” Emily exclaimed. “What would be the point?”
“True, true... and Corina? Did you tell her?”
“No... not yet. I... I know she’s been thinking about black guys. I even lent her a Black Phallus CD, though I don’t know if she’s listened to it yet...”
“She has, trust me,” Vanessa said.
“...oh, okay, well, I didn’t want to push it. The last thing I want to do is scare her about this. It’s something she needs to do, that every woman should do really... and if I push too hard, she might run a mile and never experience the joy that we have.”
“I think she’s further down the road than you think,” Vanessa said, holding out her mobile to Emily. The young girl took the device and glanced at the text displayed on the screen before looking up at Vanessa, eyes wide with delight.
“She sent this? When?”
“Last night,” Vanessa said, taking the phone back. “Let’s just say hubby’s not up to the task and she’s reached the end of her tether. I’ve arranged a date for her with a handsome black individual and I was going to talk to her about it today... but as she’s not here, you’ll have to pass on a message. His name is Malik and he’s a very nice guy, I can vouch for that. He won’t do anything Corina doesn’t want him to do... and everything she does want, of course.”
“Okay, sure,” Emily said.
“Tell Corina she’s to meet him at this restaurant at 7pm tonight,” Vanessa said, handing the girl a slip of paper. “And tell her to enjoy herself, don’t let her guilt get in the way.”
Emily nodded and stood. “I’d better be getting back. Thanks, Vanessa, I... hope we can see each other soon... perhaps in... er...”
Vanessa smiled wickedly. “Oh, don’t worry, I’m eager to get a taste of your little pussy... and to see it stretched open by some black cocks.”
Emily didn’t know how to respond apart from blushing and walking out the door, almost knocking an old lady over as she did so. Getting back to the office, she handed Corina both the note and her lunch.
“Vanessa told me you have a date tonight at 7pm,” Emily smiled, noticing Corina’s discomfort.
“Oh my... I didn’t think she’d do it that quickly.”
“I can help out, if you like...” Emily said. “Help with your wardrobe, that sort of thing... I’d like to see you naked again...”
Corina flashed a glare at her young colleague. “Not so loud!”
“Sorry, I...” Emily said, looking crestfallen.
“It’s ok, just... we don’t want people talking, do we?”
“I know, I... I hope your date goes well,” Emily said.
“I’ll probably make an idiot of myself!” Corina laughed. “I’ve not been on a date for... well, since before I got married. And even then it wasn’t like this, a date date, you know? God, what do I say?”
“You’ll be fine,” Emily said. “Vanessa said he was really nice. And... I think you want this to happen, whatever the eventual outcome is... so I think you’ll be ok. I mean, if I can do it...”
Corina looked up sharply. “Wait... you...?”
“Yeah... I didn’t know whether to tell you, but... remember Lamar from the other day?”
Corina felt butterflies in her stomach. “Yes...?”
“Well... Vanessa gave me his number and I called him and... oh, it was wonderful. I’ve been on cloud nine all today, such a buzz...”
“You... oh, Emily, you... had sex with him?” Corina whispered, leaning forward.
“Oh yes, though I think in reality it would be accurate to say he fucked me,” Emily winked.
“Oh my...”
“I never thought it would be so good, just... incredible orgasms for hours,” Emily said, glad to be telling someone. “I don’t know how to describe it, except... it was like this amazing peni... cock, big cock that just filled me up so much, like nothing I’d ever imagined. And Vanessa said Lamar wants to introduce me to some of his black friends. If I think about that too much, I’ll start salivating... one massive cock was so amazing, imagine how good more would be? God, my pussy is like so wet now just talking about this...”
“I have to admit... so is mine!” Corina said. “Though it sounds really scary too. I’m not sure about even one guy, let alone... yeesh.”
Emily nodded, though internally she thought the idea was fantastic. The more she thought about it, the more she thought it was... right, natural even, to give herself to more than one man. She felt her pussy twinge at the thought and had to suppress a moan of desire.
“Maybe you’ll change your mind after your date,” she wondered. Corina said nothing, scared to death of what might happen. Deep down she knew something special could happen, but she was also afraid of being disappointed, of finally breaking her vows, of so many things.
“Maybe,” was all she finally managed after a few minutes. As the day went by, work seemed to pile up and both girls were too busy to think much about amorous matters. Finally, the backlog was cleared and they sat back in their chairs, almost in unison, letting out long sighs of relief.
“I think we’re all good to go for tomorrow’s meeting,” Corina said to Rose, her boss, who had come by to ask how things were going.
“Excellent,” the older woman said, peering over her glasses at Corina’s screen. “Excellent. Mr Tandino will be here at 9am sharp, so you two better be in tip-top shape, okay?”
“Of course,” Corina smiled. “I’m looking forward to it.” Emily nodded too.
“Right, you both can go home early now if you want, not much else for you to do until tomorrow,” Rose said. “Remember, bright and early.”
“Yes, miss,” Corina said, jokingly imitating a schoolgirl. Rose’s eyebrow went up and she chuckled, going back to her office.
“Hey, if you want you can home with me before going to see Malik? I’ve got some ... trendier clothes you might want to wear, should fit you nicely,” Emily said as they left the building. Corina was about to refuse when she looked at her watch. Three hours to go... I might... ah, what the hell?
“Sure,” she beamed. “Saves you having to get that wretched bus home.”
It took 20 minutes to get to Emily’s flat, the girl fumbling with her key as Corina waited patiently behind her.
“Damn thing,” she muttered. “It always does this. Wait... hang on... there, got it.”
The door swung open and they stepped into the apartment. “I’ll just get the clothes and we can...”
Emily stopped speaking as Corina put up one finger to her lips, making a ssshing sound. The young girl was puzzled for a second until Corina stepped forward, pressing their bodies together and kissed her.
“Ooh, what was that for?” Emily said when they separated.
“For helping me with the clothes,” Corina smiled. “And this,” giving Emily another sloppy kiss, “is for being a great colleague, and this,” a third kiss, even sloppier, “is for being sexy and gorgeous and... come on, let’s fuck! I’m horny as hell!”
The girls stripped each other quickly, work clothes tossed to the floor. Their hands explored each other, naked in each other’s presence for the first time. Tongues found nipples, fingers found clitorises and soon they were entwined on Emily’s bed. As they writhed and moaned, climaxed and stroked, Corina felt all the troubles of the day, all the tension, wash away in a tide of bliss.
When they finally finished it was getting dark outside. They lay in each other’s arms, smiling contentedly.
“You’re amazing,” Emily said. “Just... I think.. I could easily fall in love with you.”
Corina should have reacted badly to that, but she didn’t. The truth was she had discovered recently there was lots of room in her heart for love. For Emily, for Vanessa, for her children... then she realised there wasn’t any for her husband anymore. Nothing at all. Just a sad disappointment in him.
“What about Lamar?” Corina said.
Emily grinned. “Oh, what I... and hopefully we... have with black guys is different. It’s not love, it’s just sex. Pure, wanton, orgasm-filled sex. Oh, Corina, please, don’t say no to Malik! I just can’t bear the thought of you not feeling what I felt. Please, promise me.”
“I... can’t promise that,” Corina said, gently stroking Emily’s face. By God, she was pretty, Corina thought. “Maybe he’s just not... right for me. I... well, whatever happens tonight, we’ve got each other. I’m not letting you go, you can take that as a promise.”
Emily kissed her older lover again and they made love until it was too dark to see.
----
“Okay, okay, I think.... Well, we’ll go with this one,” Corina said, spreading her arms wide and looking down at herself. The dress was a little tight on her and it really accentuated her bust, but if she didn’t do it tonight, when would she? It was also short, much shorter than normal. She felt if she sat down there’d be nothing left to the imagination, but Emily assured her it was fine.
“Yeah, you look... ravishing. Nobody could resist you,” Emily beamed, sizing her lover up. “Malik won’t know what hit him!”
“I haven’t got time to pick another anyway,” Corina laughed. “I’d better scoot. I’d kiss you but... well, my lipstick would smear all over the place.”
“I’ll call your husband, tell him you are working very late on the Tandino file,” Emily said. “You just go enjoy yourself... and tell me everything in the morning, okay?”
“Sure... just don’t get your hopes up!”
30 minutes later, Corina sat waiting in the restaurant, sipping a glass of water. Every time someone moved through her line of vision, she felt her stomach do somersaults. I haven’t been this nervous since my wedding day, she thought. A black couple came in and she immediately wondered if one of them was Malik. No, that was stupid. He wouldn’t come here with another woman!
Ten minutes after she had arrived, she began to get worried. Would he even turn up? Was this all an elaborate joke? Could Vanessa be that cruel? Surely not. Twenty minutes and she was on the verge of panicking. It was a joke, wasn’t it? Oh dear, and she’d used a decent lie to get out of going home too.
“Hi, are you Corina?”
She looked up and into the face of a handsome black man, mid-20s, tall and strong. He was wearing a sharp blue suit, neat and sensible tie, an impeccably groomed beard framing his lantern jaw. Ooh, he’s dreamy, she thought immediately. The girls were right. He’s even better looking than Lamar and he made me feel...
“Yes, that’s me,” she gulped. “You must be Malik.”
“I’m so sorry I’m late, my brother’s girlfriend is giving birth to twins and I’ve just come from the hospital. Two little angels, two little girls.”
“I have two girls myself too,” Corina said then felt guilty for leaving them while she did this. “Ah... sorry, this is new to me, dating and... I’m still married and... oh dear.”
Malik laughed, a hearty chuckle that put her at ease again. “Come now, don’t fret. I’m a man of the world and I’m very lucky to be given the chance to be with you tonight. And I’ve been with a lot of married white women, so I’m used to it. You’d be surprised how many there are who are finding out just how much richer their ... social lives can be, shall we say?”
“I’ve heard,” Corina said. “I’m just, you know, not like that. I’m pretty conflicted about a lot of things, just... it’s been a strange week!”
“There’s no pressure, we can just talk and whatever. There’s no need to dive right into anything, plenty of time for you to make certain decisions either way. I’m not going to hold it against you,” Malik said, reaching out and gently placing one of his large hands over hers. She felt her pussy tighten and her heart quicken. She looked into his eyes and then found she couldn’t tear them away.
“I think I know what to do...” he whispered. She gulped, chest about to explode.
“Let’s eat!” he said, loudly. She started then laughed heartily, nodding in agreement. A delightful meal followed, all paid for by Malik. She even had a dessert on his suggestion, something she never usually did. The time came to leave and she realised she’d been with him for two hours. It had seemed like 20 minutes. My goodness, time does fly when you’re having fun, she thought. And she had had fun, she realised. More than she had thought she’d have. She also realised... she didn’t want this night to end just yet.
“I’ve had so much fun tonight,” she said as they stood outside, waiting for Corina’s car to be brought out. “I... does this have to end now?”
“No,” he said, reaching up to touch her cheek. She gasped slightly as he leaned forward, their lips inches apart. For the first time since she was married, she kissed a man that wasn’t her husband. She melted as he held her close and she was delighted to feel the enormous erection in his pants growing, pressing against her through their clothes. She suddenly felt the enormous urge to just get down on her knees, rip open his pants and start sucking on that massive cock. She didn’t care if people saw her, she needed to taste it... to have it inside her.
But, to her dismay, he pulled away gently.
“Vanessa said I wasn’t to... go all the way with you,” he said, shrugging. “Much as I want to, I have to obey my boss.”
Corina couldn’t believe it. She’d been so reluctant to do this, finally breaking down here resistance and going on this date... and when she is ready to take the final plunge, to break her vows, she was to be denied?
“Wait, you can’t... I mean... oh God, I want this! I really want it! I’ve spent days agonising over this, should I see another man... and she’s not going to let me?”
“I’m sorry,” Malik said, though his smirk didn’t indicate any particular compassion for her situation. “I really am... but... okay, well, I’m not supposed to do this, but let me take your hand...”
He reached and took hers in his and guided it to his stomach, flattening it with fingers pointed downwards against his abdomen.
“Down,” he whispered and, with a gasp, she moved her hand down into his pants. Her eyes lit up when she made contact with the root of his cock and kept going.
“My God...” she murmured as she kept going and going until, finally, she found the bulbous tip. “It’s not even hard and... oh fuck... I want this so bad.”
“Ah, but that’s where I draw the line,” he said gently, removing her hand. Corina was crushed, but her car was here now. The driver, a white teen boy, looked at the pair of them quizzically and she sighed.
“I might see you again soon,” Malik said, reaching to caress her cheek. Corina nodded, hoping this was true, getting into her car and driving off. Tears fell from her eyes as she struggled to contain herself.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she kept saying over and over again, the fire in her loins unquenched and raging. There was no denying it now - she was ready to go black. Finally, after she calmed down, she let a smile play across her face. Oh yes, she was ready.
Corina shut down the call to her husband and looked again at the car. She had been very lucky, she realised. A few metres to the left and it would have been a head-on collision with a tree, one she’d not have walked away from. As it was, the front left tyre had been damaged a bit, but other than she and the vehicle were unscathed.
The ride home was silent, Corina not wanting to talk much. She was thinking about what had happened and was coming to the realisation that she really, really needed sexual release, but more than she could get from her affairs with Emily and Vanessa. Essentially, she needed to cum on a man’s cock. She feared that, the way she was feeling right then, she’d have another accident like that at some point if she didn’t overcome these urges she had. She was coming to the conclusion that Black Phallus could be right, that there wasn’t anything she could do, that she shouldn’t fight it.
But she was still that conservative, scared housewife at the end of the day. Her darker side was asserting itself more and more, but it hadn’t overwhelmed her completely just yet. She was worried it would, though, if she didn’t do something to stop it.
“Everything okay, ma’am?” the driver said. She looked up at him, the silence unexpectedly broken.
“Er... yeah, I’m fine,” she said, looking down again.
“Come on, now,” he chuckled. “I can tell when someone’s got something on their mind. It’s good to share, you know.”
Corina’s eyebrow went up, not entirely convinced of this. And this was... a guy. Could she confide in a man about this sort of thing?
“Erm... well... I guess I have this... problem. I kind of want to do something, but it might hurt someone else if I do it... but... it kinda sounds like fun, my friend says it is fun, so... I don’t know.”
“It sounds to me like you want to do this thing and you’re finding excuses to not do so,” the man said. “I don’t know why but sometimes you just have to do what you want. You can’t spend your whole life thinking about others. Sometimes... it’s just about you.”
Corina didn’t reply, but she found herself agreeing. Why couldn’t she have fun? Nobody would even know, a bit of sex on the side... but what if he did find out? Arrrrrrgh, why was this so difficult?
The rest of the journey was uninterrupted, Corina mulling over the driver’s words and her own conflicting internal monologue. As she entered the house, her ****** rushed to greet her, hugs and cuddles reminding her of what she had. For a few hours, she revelled in her ordinary life, the love of her ******. The potential confrontation from her having run out the night before was cast aside, relief at her safety paramount.
And then, in bed, her husband disappointed her yet again.
“I’m sorry, I can’t help it,” he said as his small penis refused to stiffen. “I guess I’m just worried... or was worried about you. I wanted to give you what you wanted, when you... left last night. I just... every man has these problems.”
Corina didn’t think it was true. Inside, she was ablaze with anger and frustration. She’d actually felt repulsed when her husband had desperately clutched his little dick in his hand, pumping it to try to gain an erection. When he collapsed in a dejected heap, she just rolled away, unwilling to face him. He sighed and turned away himself as she refused to respond. She lay there for hours as he soon drifted off and then, finally, she made her decision.
Getting up, she put on her dressing gown and went downstairs. She picked her phone off the hall table and tapped away at the screen.
“Vanessa. I can’t take this anymore. I want to try a black man. Can you help me?”
She put the phone away and sighed. It was the most difficult decision she’d ever had to make. She didn’t know then that, other than having children, it would be the one that changed her life the most.
---
Vanessa lifted her head off the bulbous cock head in her mouth when she heard the phone buzz. She knew it was Corina, having specifically assigned a custom noise to her profile. There was only one reason she’d be getting a text off her now. She smiled sheepishly up at the black man she’d been fellating and took her hands off the two cocks either side of him that she’d been stroking.
“I’ve got to see this, guys, Mr Tandino’s orders,” she said, winking. “When I get back though... I want all three of you inside me at once.”
She picked up the phone and went out of the room into her bedroom. She smiled again as she read Corina’s message. With Emily being “entertained” by Lamar and Corina asking to be blacked too, she felt like she’d done some very good work that day. She pressed the dial button and Corina answered almost immediately.
“Hey, Corina?” she said. “I just got your message. Honey, I’m so excited, you’ve definitely made the right decision.”
“I ... hope so,” Corina said, nervously. “It’s a big thing for me. I crashed my damn car today because I was listening to a Black Phallus CD and got... carried away.”
“Wow,” Vanessa chuckled. “That’s... we need to get you with a black guy and fast!”
“I think so too,” Corina sighed. “Colin was just... urgh, more than pathetic in bed. Couldn’t even get it up. I need ... I need a real man.”
“I hear you,” Vanessa replied. “I think you still need to take it slow. I don’t want to just plonk you in front of like four massive black cocks. You’ll run a mile...”
Corina gasped at the thought, but then smiled wickedly. That didn’t sound too bad to her!
“... and that’s the last thing we want now. I’ll get back to you tomorrow once I’ve found the perfect gentleman to have a... yeah, a date with. Okay?”
“Okay, sure,” Corina said.
“Great!” Vanessa exclaimed. “Now... if you’ll excuse me, I have three attractive young black gentlemen waiting for me. Bye!”
Corina stood there for a second, imagining her friend bounding off to deal with three massive black cocks... no, too late for those thoughts, she said, slapping herself on the cheek lightly. Get some sleep and be refreshed for tomorrow.
----
Emily looked out the window of the office kitchenette. It was essentially just a small space for making tea and coffee, nothing more, but she’d been in here for twenty minutes, just gazing out the window at the nondescript building across the alley, a contented smile on her face. She felt good, very good, after what had happened the night before. Complete, perhaps, or at least more whole than she’d been before. She’d been daydreaming all morning, Corina too distracted by her work (or, in reality, the decision she’d made the night before) to notice Emily staring into space.
“Hey, you still in here?” one of the other work experience people said as he walked in with his mug.
“Oh... hello, Tom,” Emily replied. “I... yeah, just got some things on my mind, y’know.”
“Look, if you want, we could, like, talk about it if you... maybe at lunch or... something,” Tom said, cheeks getting red as he stumbled over his words. Emily looked at him, left eyebrow raised.
“That’s kind of you,” she said, smiling, “but it’s fine. It’s not a bad thing, just... well, I had a very cool date last night. I can’t stop thinking about him.”
“Oh,” Tom said, crestfallen. “I... work calls, you know. Er... yeah, see you.”
Emily watched him leave and realised she’d better get back to her desk too. Rose wouldn’t be as distracted as Corina. Tom was a sweet guy, but she knew he’d never have what it took to satisfy her. She pushed thoughts of Lamar finally cumming in her pussy after two solid hours of sex to one side, trying not to shiver with excitement at the thought of how many orgasms she’d had with him.
“I brought you a coffee too,” she said, placing a mug next to Corina’s keyboard. The older woman nodded, but made no reply. “Everything ok?”
“Yes, yes,” Corina said. “Just got a bit more to do today than I expected. Mr Tandino is coming in tomorrow and I need to have this presentation ready. Those new figures on the drop-in centre need to be integrated and it’s just... well, I’d better get it done. Look, you go ahead later to lunch, I might follow but...”
“Ok, sure, you want me to bring you anything?”
“Hmm, actually, yeah, could you get me one of those sandwiches, the one I usually get?” Corina looked up.
“Sure!” Emily said. “I’ll get that for you, no problem. My treat.”
The minutes ticked by and the two girls got on with their tasks, putting their thoughts aside to crack on with their work. As much as Emily wanted to share her experience with Lamar, she felt it wasn’t the right time or place. Maybe after work, she thought.
“You going to get me my sandwich, Emily?”
Emily realised she’d been daydreaming again. A quick glance at the clock showed it was already lunch period. How long have I been sitting here? Oh well, better get cracking.
“Oh, yes, of course, I’ll go straight away,” she said, fumbling with her jacket and handbags. Corina looked at her oddly, but she was out the door before she had time to observe her too closely.
Emily walked briskly to the café and strode in confidently. Snatching up Corina’s sandwich, she chose one for herself and ordered two coffees to go.
“Hey, Emily?” a familiar voice called from behind her. She turned to see Vanessa sitting alone, a folder on the table in front of her.
“Hi!” she beamed, taking the food and drink over to Vanessa’s table. “Can I sit with you?”
“Of course,” Vanessa grinned. “So... I hear you and Lamar had an interesting night...”
Emily blushed deeply. “Ah, yes... it was... oh, it was fucking awesome!”
“So you liked it then? Being with a black man?”
“Oh, yes, of course! It was incredible. I just... I’m still trembling with excitement now.”
“Lamar said you had a lot of fun, yeah...” she said. “And... he said he’d love to introduce you to some of his friends. Black male friends...”
Emily’s mouth hung open. This was all happening so fast. Three nights ago she’d been fantasising about Corina and being with a black man. Now she’d been with both and had the prospect of meeting more black men. Her heart was beating like crazy.
“Oh... I... wow,” was all she could manage.
“I’ll take that as a ‘yes, please introduce me to those black studs’ then, shall I?” Vanessa grinned.
Emily nodded vigorously, Vanessa laughing in return. “Oh, I love it when a girl gets her first taste of black meat... it’s true, you’ll never go back, will you?”
“Never!” Emily exclaimed. “What would be the point?”
“True, true... and Corina? Did you tell her?”
“No... not yet. I... I know she’s been thinking about black guys. I even lent her a Black Phallus CD, though I don’t know if she’s listened to it yet...”
“She has, trust me,” Vanessa said.
“...oh, okay, well, I didn’t want to push it. The last thing I want to do is scare her about this. It’s something she needs to do, that every woman should do really... and if I push too hard, she might run a mile and never experience the joy that we have.”
“I think she’s further down the road than you think,” Vanessa said, holding out her mobile to Emily. The young girl took the device and glanced at the text displayed on the screen before looking up at Vanessa, eyes wide with delight.
“She sent this? When?”
“Last night,” Vanessa said, taking the phone back. “Let’s just say hubby’s not up to the task and she’s reached the end of her tether. I’ve arranged a date for her with a handsome black individual and I was going to talk to her about it today... but as she’s not here, you’ll have to pass on a message. His name is Malik and he’s a very nice guy, I can vouch for that. He won’t do anything Corina doesn’t want him to do... and everything she does want, of course.”
“Okay, sure,” Emily said.
“Tell Corina she’s to meet him at this restaurant at 7pm tonight,” Vanessa said, handing the girl a slip of paper. “And tell her to enjoy herself, don’t let her guilt get in the way.”
Emily nodded and stood. “I’d better be getting back. Thanks, Vanessa, I... hope we can see each other soon... perhaps in... er...”
Vanessa smiled wickedly. “Oh, don’t worry, I’m eager to get a taste of your little pussy... and to see it stretched open by some black cocks.”
Emily didn’t know how to respond apart from blushing and walking out the door, almost knocking an old lady over as she did so. Getting back to the office, she handed Corina both the note and her lunch.
“Vanessa told me you have a date tonight at 7pm,” Emily smiled, noticing Corina’s discomfort.
“Oh my... I didn’t think she’d do it that quickly.”
“I can help out, if you like...” Emily said. “Help with your wardrobe, that sort of thing... I’d like to see you naked again...”
Corina flashed a glare at her young colleague. “Not so loud!”
“Sorry, I...” Emily said, looking crestfallen.
“It’s ok, just... we don’t want people talking, do we?”
“I know, I... I hope your date goes well,” Emily said.
“I’ll probably make an idiot of myself!” Corina laughed. “I’ve not been on a date for... well, since before I got married. And even then it wasn’t like this, a date date, you know? God, what do I say?”
“You’ll be fine,” Emily said. “Vanessa said he was really nice. And... I think you want this to happen, whatever the eventual outcome is... so I think you’ll be ok. I mean, if I can do it...”
Corina looked up sharply. “Wait... you...?”
“Yeah... I didn’t know whether to tell you, but... remember Lamar from the other day?”
Corina felt butterflies in her stomach. “Yes...?”
“Well... Vanessa gave me his number and I called him and... oh, it was wonderful. I’ve been on cloud nine all today, such a buzz...”
“You... oh, Emily, you... had sex with him?” Corina whispered, leaning forward.
“Oh yes, though I think in reality it would be accurate to say he fucked me,” Emily winked.
“Oh my...”
“I never thought it would be so good, just... incredible orgasms for hours,” Emily said, glad to be telling someone. “I don’t know how to describe it, except... it was like this amazing peni... cock, big cock that just filled me up so much, like nothing I’d ever imagined. And Vanessa said Lamar wants to introduce me to some of his black friends. If I think about that too much, I’ll start salivating... one massive cock was so amazing, imagine how good more would be? God, my pussy is like so wet now just talking about this...”
“I have to admit... so is mine!” Corina said. “Though it sounds really scary too. I’m not sure about even one guy, let alone... yeesh.”
Emily nodded, though internally she thought the idea was fantastic. The more she thought about it, the more she thought it was... right, natural even, to give herself to more than one man. She felt her pussy twinge at the thought and had to suppress a moan of desire.
“Maybe you’ll change your mind after your date,” she wondered. Corina said nothing, scared to death of what might happen. Deep down she knew something special could happen, but she was also afraid of being disappointed, of finally breaking her vows, of so many things.
“Maybe,” was all she finally managed after a few minutes. As the day went by, work seemed to pile up and both girls were too busy to think much about amorous matters. Finally, the backlog was cleared and they sat back in their chairs, almost in unison, letting out long sighs of relief.
“I think we’re all good to go for tomorrow’s meeting,” Corina said to Rose, her boss, who had come by to ask how things were going.
“Excellent,” the older woman said, peering over her glasses at Corina’s screen. “Excellent. Mr Tandino will be here at 9am sharp, so you two better be in tip-top shape, okay?”
“Of course,” Corina smiled. “I’m looking forward to it.” Emily nodded too.
“Right, you both can go home early now if you want, not much else for you to do until tomorrow,” Rose said. “Remember, bright and early.”
“Yes, miss,” Corina said, jokingly imitating a schoolgirl. Rose’s eyebrow went up and she chuckled, going back to her office.
“Hey, if you want you can home with me before going to see Malik? I’ve got some ... trendier clothes you might want to wear, should fit you nicely,” Emily said as they left the building. Corina was about to refuse when she looked at her watch. Three hours to go... I might... ah, what the hell?
“Sure,” she beamed. “Saves you having to get that wretched bus home.”
It took 20 minutes to get to Emily’s flat, the girl fumbling with her key as Corina waited patiently behind her.
“Damn thing,” she muttered. “It always does this. Wait... hang on... there, got it.”
The door swung open and they stepped into the apartment. “I’ll just get the clothes and we can...”
Emily stopped speaking as Corina put up one finger to her lips, making a ssshing sound. The young girl was puzzled for a second until Corina stepped forward, pressing their bodies together and kissed her.
“Ooh, what was that for?” Emily said when they separated.
“For helping me with the clothes,” Corina smiled. “And this,” giving Emily another sloppy kiss, “is for being a great colleague, and this,” a third kiss, even sloppier, “is for being sexy and gorgeous and... come on, let’s fuck! I’m horny as hell!”
The girls stripped each other quickly, work clothes tossed to the floor. Their hands explored each other, naked in each other’s presence for the first time. Tongues found nipples, fingers found clitorises and soon they were entwined on Emily’s bed. As they writhed and moaned, climaxed and stroked, Corina felt all the troubles of the day, all the tension, wash away in a tide of bliss.
When they finally finished it was getting dark outside. They lay in each other’s arms, smiling contentedly.
“You’re amazing,” Emily said. “Just... I think.. I could easily fall in love with you.”
Corina should have reacted badly to that, but she didn’t. The truth was she had discovered recently there was lots of room in her heart for love. For Emily, for Vanessa, for her children... then she realised there wasn’t any for her husband anymore. Nothing at all. Just a sad disappointment in him.
“What about Lamar?” Corina said.
Emily grinned. “Oh, what I... and hopefully we... have with black guys is different. It’s not love, it’s just sex. Pure, wanton, orgasm-filled sex. Oh, Corina, please, don’t say no to Malik! I just can’t bear the thought of you not feeling what I felt. Please, promise me.”
“I... can’t promise that,” Corina said, gently stroking Emily’s face. By God, she was pretty, Corina thought. “Maybe he’s just not... right for me. I... well, whatever happens tonight, we’ve got each other. I’m not letting you go, you can take that as a promise.”
Emily kissed her older lover again and they made love until it was too dark to see.
----
“Okay, okay, I think.... Well, we’ll go with this one,” Corina said, spreading her arms wide and looking down at herself. The dress was a little tight on her and it really accentuated her bust, but if she didn’t do it tonight, when would she? It was also short, much shorter than normal. She felt if she sat down there’d be nothing left to the imagination, but Emily assured her it was fine.
“Yeah, you look... ravishing. Nobody could resist you,” Emily beamed, sizing her lover up. “Malik won’t know what hit him!”
“I haven’t got time to pick another anyway,” Corina laughed. “I’d better scoot. I’d kiss you but... well, my lipstick would smear all over the place.”
“I’ll call your husband, tell him you are working very late on the Tandino file,” Emily said. “You just go enjoy yourself... and tell me everything in the morning, okay?”
“Sure... just don’t get your hopes up!”
30 minutes later, Corina sat waiting in the restaurant, sipping a glass of water. Every time someone moved through her line of vision, she felt her stomach do somersaults. I haven’t been this nervous since my wedding day, she thought. A black couple came in and she immediately wondered if one of them was Malik. No, that was stupid. He wouldn’t come here with another woman!
Ten minutes after she had arrived, she began to get worried. Would he even turn up? Was this all an elaborate joke? Could Vanessa be that cruel? Surely not. Twenty minutes and she was on the verge of panicking. It was a joke, wasn’t it? Oh dear, and she’d used a decent lie to get out of going home too.
“Hi, are you Corina?”
She looked up and into the face of a handsome black man, mid-20s, tall and strong. He was wearing a sharp blue suit, neat and sensible tie, an impeccably groomed beard framing his lantern jaw. Ooh, he’s dreamy, she thought immediately. The girls were right. He’s even better looking than Lamar and he made me feel...
“Yes, that’s me,” she gulped. “You must be Malik.”
“I’m so sorry I’m late, my brother’s girlfriend is giving birth to twins and I’ve just come from the hospital. Two little angels, two little girls.”
“I have two girls myself too,” Corina said then felt guilty for leaving them while she did this. “Ah... sorry, this is new to me, dating and... I’m still married and... oh dear.”
Malik laughed, a hearty chuckle that put her at ease again. “Come now, don’t fret. I’m a man of the world and I’m very lucky to be given the chance to be with you tonight. And I’ve been with a lot of married white women, so I’m used to it. You’d be surprised how many there are who are finding out just how much richer their ... social lives can be, shall we say?”
“I’ve heard,” Corina said. “I’m just, you know, not like that. I’m pretty conflicted about a lot of things, just... it’s been a strange week!”
“There’s no pressure, we can just talk and whatever. There’s no need to dive right into anything, plenty of time for you to make certain decisions either way. I’m not going to hold it against you,” Malik said, reaching out and gently placing one of his large hands over hers. She felt her pussy tighten and her heart quicken. She looked into his eyes and then found she couldn’t tear them away.
“I think I know what to do...” he whispered. She gulped, chest about to explode.
“Let’s eat!” he said, loudly. She started then laughed heartily, nodding in agreement. A delightful meal followed, all paid for by Malik. She even had a dessert on his suggestion, something she never usually did. The time came to leave and she realised she’d been with him for two hours. It had seemed like 20 minutes. My goodness, time does fly when you’re having fun, she thought. And she had had fun, she realised. More than she had thought she’d have. She also realised... she didn’t want this night to end just yet.
“I’ve had so much fun tonight,” she said as they stood outside, waiting for Corina’s car to be brought out. “I... does this have to end now?”
“No,” he said, reaching up to touch her cheek. She gasped slightly as he leaned forward, their lips inches apart. For the first time since she was married, she kissed a man that wasn’t her husband. She melted as he held her close and she was delighted to feel the enormous erection in his pants growing, pressing against her through their clothes. She suddenly felt the enormous urge to just get down on her knees, rip open his pants and start sucking on that massive cock. She didn’t care if people saw her, she needed to taste it... to have it inside her.
But, to her dismay, he pulled away gently.
“Vanessa said I wasn’t to... go all the way with you,” he said, shrugging. “Much as I want to, I have to obey my boss.”
Corina couldn’t believe it. She’d been so reluctant to do this, finally breaking down here resistance and going on this date... and when she is ready to take the final plunge, to break her vows, she was to be denied?
“Wait, you can’t... I mean... oh God, I want this! I really want it! I’ve spent days agonising over this, should I see another man... and she’s not going to let me?”
“I’m sorry,” Malik said, though his smirk didn’t indicate any particular compassion for her situation. “I really am... but... okay, well, I’m not supposed to do this, but let me take your hand...”
He reached and took hers in his and guided it to his stomach, flattening it with fingers pointed downwards against his abdomen.
“Down,” he whispered and, with a gasp, she moved her hand down into his pants. Her eyes lit up when she made contact with the root of his cock and kept going.
“My God...” she murmured as she kept going and going until, finally, she found the bulbous tip. “It’s not even hard and... oh fuck... I want this so bad.”
“Ah, but that’s where I draw the line,” he said gently, removing her hand. Corina was crushed, but her car was here now. The driver, a white teen boy, looked at the pair of them quizzically and she sighed.
“I might see you again soon,” Malik said, reaching to caress her cheek. Corina nodded, hoping this was true, getting into her car and driving off. Tears fell from her eyes as she struggled to contain herself.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she kept saying over and over again, the fire in her loins unquenched and raging. There was no denying it now - she was ready to go black. Finally, after she calmed down, she let a smile play across her face. Oh yes, she was ready.
