I had made up my mind that I wasn’t going to go back to NYC with my sister in law ever again. But, when the time came I was raring to go back to the city I love. I figured I’d spend more time away from her and that way things would be OK.
Our train got in around 3 PM and we were at the hotel by 3:30. It was a different hotel again. This one was very nice and it had a lounge which I concluded would come in handy when I needed to get away from her. Once we were settled in Linda said she was going to take a short nap. As usual I was on an adrenalin rush so I said I’d let her to her nap and take a little walk. As I got to the lobby I decided I’d check out the lounge before I left. There were quite a few people there so I sat at a table and ordered a beer.
I had finished about half of the beer when I heard a voice from behind me say, ” Someone as attractive as you shouldn’t have to drink alone. Do you mind if I join you?” I turned around and found that a very handsome, muscular black man was the one talking to me. Sure I said, “ My name is E.” The words were out of my mouth before I knew what had happened. He sat down and we talked for almost an hour.
His name was Grant. He was 36 years old, married with 2 kids and in town on business. I felt very comfortable with him and even found myself flirting a little at times. Several times when he laughed he would touch my hand. His touch was very exciting to me for some reason. Grant said he was staying at the same hotel and that he was very glad to have someone to talk to that was so nice and so pretty. I was very flattered. I was getting ready to leave and he asked if I’d join him for dinner the next evening. I knew I was free until the wee hours of the morning the next day so before I knew it I told him yes. He said he’d meet me in the lounge at 7 PM and that he was looking forward to it. I said goodbye and left.
I couldn’t get him off my mind. My husband Ross and I had fantasized many times about me being with another man. Lately we had talked about the man being black. That was all I could think about the next day. Linda got ready and headed out about 4 PM. She said she wouldn’t be back until after 2 AM the next morning. I relaxed in a tub after she left and shaved my legs and pussy so they were nice and smooth. They didn’t really need it but for some reason I did it anyway.
I arrived in the bar about 6:45. Grant was at the bar and when he saw me he came over and before I knew it he had his arms around me hugging me. He was very strong and powerful. I tensed a little and he immediately released me and apologized. I told him that was fine that it had just surprised me. What I didn’t tell him was that I had immediately gotten aroused and could feel my pussy getting wet. We had a drink and talked for a while. There was a band playing in the lounge and Grant asked if I wanted to dance before we had dinner.
I love to dance so I said yes instantly. We danced to two fast songs and then a slow song came on. He asked if I wanted to sit down or dance to the slow song. I said a slow dance would be nice.
I wasn’t prepared for what happened next. Grant took me in his arms and it was amazing. He was so strong yet gentle. This man knew how to make a woman feel special. As we danced I felt myself getting very aroused. I started grinding my hips into his without really thinking. I felt his cock come to life as we danced very erotically. I felt his hand move to my ass as we danced. I did nothing to stop him. At that moment I knew something was going to happen that night.
After the dance we went back to the bar. I excused myself and went to the restroom. I went into a stall and pulled my dress up, took my panties off and stuffed them in my purse. I sat down and started to play with my soaking wet pussy. I was so hot I couldn’t believe it. I stopped short of making myself cum, collected myself, and headed back to the bar. When I got there Grant suggested we have our dinner in his room. I only paused a second and said…OK.
We were soon in his room. We didn't speak until the door of the room closed behind us. Then Grant put my purse down and turned to face me and said, "I'm sure glad you decided to spend more time with me. You won't regret it; I have a lot to offer a beautiful woman like yourself".
I could feel the excitement building again as he pulled us together. We stood there for a while, in each other's arms, locked in a passionate kiss. We broke off and I turned my head to the side, inviting Grant to kiss my neck. His kisses followed to my shoulder. I threw my head back as he began unbuttoning my dress, kissing the newly exposed flesh as he went. I continued running my fingers over the back of his head and neck, drawing him into me, encouraging him to linger there.
Without warning, he picked me up as if I were weightless and deposited me on the bed where he continued to run his tongue in and out of my mouth. I was getting extremely aroused. I could feel the heat beginning to rise in my pussy and my juices began to flow in anticipation.
As if sensing the change, Grant lifted my dress and slid it over my head. I was lying naked on the bed before him. He moved his kisses down my belly. He kissed and licked my belly as he headed for my pussy.
He stood up still fully dressed towering over me gazing down upon my naked body. I was his prey to do with as he wished. I lay there awaiting the next move of this conquering black warrior.
He slowly removed his shirt revealing what I already knew was a well muscled upper body with a firm abdomen. Stripping off his pants and boxers released a cock that was already hard in anticipation of what was awaiting it. My husband's cock is of average length, but nicely thick. The cock before me was thicker than Ross's, and at least two or three inches longer. Ross and I had played with dildos of that size, but nothing that big "in the flesh" had ever entered me.
Getting back on the bed, he brought his face right to my cleanly shaven pussy; however, he didn't dive right in. He started running his tongue from my inner thigh over my labia. Then he gently circled my lips just brushing my clitoris. I opened my legs to him, inviting him to explore further and deeper. Teasingly, he kept circling my lips as I raised my hips to his mouth. Gradually his tongue worked deeper and my clit started receiving the attention I craved. "E, I love the taste of your pussy," he said. All I could do was moan.
Then he started to eat me like a hungry man as he began sucking and lapping my clit aggressively. I was pushing my pussy into his face and pulling his face deep into my wetness to encourage him to do more; my excitement continued to grow.
Just then I started to cum. Oh God, it felt so good. Waves of pleasure were washing over me. I was shaking. As he felt me cum he sucked my clit harder prolonging my orgasm.
When he realized my orgasm had passed, Grant gave my pussy a final kiss as he got up. I couldn't take my eyes off his rock hard cock as he slid on a condom.
I lay where he left me, my legs open to him, the room smelling of sex. He took a pillow and placed it under my hips. Moving up between my legs, he placed his cock at the entrance of my pussy, stopping for a moment just as I felt its head start to separate my lips.
"Would you like my cock now?" he asked, looking me in the eyes. I panted “OH YES”. I watched mesmerized as his black cock went full depth into me in one smooth movement, lubricated by my own previous orgasm.
Grant paused after he was entirely inside me; never before had I ever felt so filled. The pillow gave my hips just the right angle for every nerve in my pussy to be stimulated by the big cock that filled it. I opened my legs wider to better accommodate its size. He began with long, slow strokes, going deep, touching my cervix, and then withdrawing almost completely, teasing my labia and clitoris with his head as he reentered me. He was massaging my pussy with his cock as we settled into a slow rhythm, my hips rising to meet his thrusts. I couldn't believe how good I felt at that moment; I found myself moaning in pleasure as my next orgasm started to build.
He kept up those maddening long, slow strokes as my second orgasm started to wash over me. I wrapped my legs around him, trying to keep him inside me, as waves of pleasure radiated out from my pussy. When I relaxed, he lifted me up from the bed so I was sitting in his lap. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and kissed his bare chest.
Sliding backward a little, he moved his feet to the floor so he was standing, holding me by the ass in his incredibly strong arms. I was still impaled on his rock hard cock, which was deeper inside me than I thought possible, touching me where my husband's cock never had. My fingernails dug into his back as he began pumping into me in short, fast strokes. I came again in a series of orgasms that just followed one another as he maintained a frenzied pace. Finally, he laid me back on the bed and collapsed beside me in exhaustion, our sweaty, naked bodies against each other.
As I regained my breath, I realized that his cock was still hard and that he hadn't cum. I felt a need to make him cum, and figured the condom he was wearing reduced the sensitivity. I reached down, grasping a cock that filled my hand. After gently peeling of the condom, I began licking the precum oozing from the head. His cock tasted of salt and latex as I began taking as much of him into my mouth as I could. Soon I was bobbing up and down on his shaft which glistened black from my saliva.
"My God you are good at sucking cock, E," he said between groans as he clutched my hair and raised his pelvis in time with my bobbing. "I hope you're ready for a mouth full of cum."
With that, I felt his muscles tense and a blast of hot cum hit the back of my throat. I swallowed what I could, feeling glad to replace the taste of latex with the salty taste of cum. I sucked until I sucked him dry, feeling him tremble slightly each time I ran my mouth over the sensitive head. I laid my head on his stomach and looked up into his dark brown eyes as he ran his fingers through my hair. "You have such soft hair," he said, "I can't get enough of your soft, fine hair. I could run my hands through it all day." We lay that way for a long while.
Feeling the need to clean up I said, "You'll have to excuse me," as I got off the bed. "I'm going to take a shower."
The warm water felt wonderful cascading over my body. My thoughts were a confused mixture of feelings. Grant was a strong, but kind and gentle man, and a very skilled lover. I had to admit that I had just experienced some of the best sex I had ever had.
Just then, uninvited, Grant stepped into the shower with me. "Here, let me get your back," he said.
I love showering with a man. As he half washed, half massaged my back he continued, "You sure know how to bring out the animal in a man. You're so beautiful and sexy. You just make me want to make you feel good."
I stood there enjoying Grant's touch as the hot water cascaded over my body. After a while, I backed up a little and felt his semi-hard dick pressing against my ass. I grabbed hold of it with a soapy hand and began my own massage. Soon he was rock hard again and Grant had moved to massaging my shoulders. I realized I was horny again. A little over an hour before I was somewhat reluctantly seduced, and then in the shower I found myself craving Grant's beautiful black cock back inside me.
"You seem to need some more relief," I said to Grant as I wrapped my hand around his cock and squeezed to feel its firmness. "Let's dry off and see what we can do about that."
As we walked back to the bed, I directed, "It's my turn to play. Just lay down and enjoy." He lay on his back with a wide grin across his face; his cock sticking up in the air like a black pole. I straddled his hips and slowly lowered myself so the head of his bare cock was just touching my pussy's swollen lips. I was surprised at how wet I was already. As I teased his cock head, I could see I was coating it with my own juices, creating a shining black knob. I looked into his eyes and saw them filled with desire, filled with the need to have me envelop his shaft within me. I knew that I should use a condom, but I also wanted to feel his big, beautiful cock bare inside my pussy.
Slowly, I lowered myself onto him, pulling back slightly when he thrust his hips up to meet me. I savored the feeling of his cock stretching me, filling me fully and deeply.
All too soon I was buried to the hilt. I could feel his balls resting under my ass. I arched my back to feel his complete penetration. I began to milk his cock with the walls of my pussy as I massaged myself on his ebony shaft. Slowly at first, I rose up and descended, twisting ever so slightly and changing the angle to achieve total stimulation. Before long, my own needs prompted me to increase the tempo. I met his rising hips with my own thrusts as I rode his cock harder and faster.
Grant's hands grasped my hips as we bucked together in an increasing frenzy of lust. I felt his muscles tighten; he stiffened with a mighty thrust and I felt his hot cum spurting into me, filling me up. My pussy started to spasm as my own orgasm overtook me. Fire radiated out from my pussy throughout my body as the walls clamped around his cock drawing it in, pulling the cum from it.
Grant renewed his thrusts, each one sending a wave of pleasure through my body. Never had I experienced such an intense orgasm. I placed my hands on his sweat covered chest for support as the last waves of ecstasy coursed through me. Then I collapsed exhausted on top of him, my head on his shoulder.
I dressed and was back to the room about 20 minutes before Linda got back. I slept like a baby. The next to last night there I went to Grant’s room and he fucked me silly again before I headed home.
I have his cell number. He said he comes to my city quite often for business too. I have a feeling this won’t be our last encounter.
Our train got in around 3 PM and we were at the hotel by 3:30. It was a different hotel again. This one was very nice and it had a lounge which I concluded would come in handy when I needed to get away from her. Once we were settled in Linda said she was going to take a short nap. As usual I was on an adrenalin rush so I said I’d let her to her nap and take a little walk. As I got to the lobby I decided I’d check out the lounge before I left. There were quite a few people there so I sat at a table and ordered a beer.
I had finished about half of the beer when I heard a voice from behind me say, ” Someone as attractive as you shouldn’t have to drink alone. Do you mind if I join you?” I turned around and found that a very handsome, muscular black man was the one talking to me. Sure I said, “ My name is E.” The words were out of my mouth before I knew what had happened. He sat down and we talked for almost an hour.
His name was Grant. He was 36 years old, married with 2 kids and in town on business. I felt very comfortable with him and even found myself flirting a little at times. Several times when he laughed he would touch my hand. His touch was very exciting to me for some reason. Grant said he was staying at the same hotel and that he was very glad to have someone to talk to that was so nice and so pretty. I was very flattered. I was getting ready to leave and he asked if I’d join him for dinner the next evening. I knew I was free until the wee hours of the morning the next day so before I knew it I told him yes. He said he’d meet me in the lounge at 7 PM and that he was looking forward to it. I said goodbye and left.
I couldn’t get him off my mind. My husband Ross and I had fantasized many times about me being with another man. Lately we had talked about the man being black. That was all I could think about the next day. Linda got ready and headed out about 4 PM. She said she wouldn’t be back until after 2 AM the next morning. I relaxed in a tub after she left and shaved my legs and pussy so they were nice and smooth. They didn’t really need it but for some reason I did it anyway.
I arrived in the bar about 6:45. Grant was at the bar and when he saw me he came over and before I knew it he had his arms around me hugging me. He was very strong and powerful. I tensed a little and he immediately released me and apologized. I told him that was fine that it had just surprised me. What I didn’t tell him was that I had immediately gotten aroused and could feel my pussy getting wet. We had a drink and talked for a while. There was a band playing in the lounge and Grant asked if I wanted to dance before we had dinner.
I love to dance so I said yes instantly. We danced to two fast songs and then a slow song came on. He asked if I wanted to sit down or dance to the slow song. I said a slow dance would be nice.
I wasn’t prepared for what happened next. Grant took me in his arms and it was amazing. He was so strong yet gentle. This man knew how to make a woman feel special. As we danced I felt myself getting very aroused. I started grinding my hips into his without really thinking. I felt his cock come to life as we danced very erotically. I felt his hand move to my ass as we danced. I did nothing to stop him. At that moment I knew something was going to happen that night.
After the dance we went back to the bar. I excused myself and went to the restroom. I went into a stall and pulled my dress up, took my panties off and stuffed them in my purse. I sat down and started to play with my soaking wet pussy. I was so hot I couldn’t believe it. I stopped short of making myself cum, collected myself, and headed back to the bar. When I got there Grant suggested we have our dinner in his room. I only paused a second and said…OK.
We were soon in his room. We didn't speak until the door of the room closed behind us. Then Grant put my purse down and turned to face me and said, "I'm sure glad you decided to spend more time with me. You won't regret it; I have a lot to offer a beautiful woman like yourself".
I could feel the excitement building again as he pulled us together. We stood there for a while, in each other's arms, locked in a passionate kiss. We broke off and I turned my head to the side, inviting Grant to kiss my neck. His kisses followed to my shoulder. I threw my head back as he began unbuttoning my dress, kissing the newly exposed flesh as he went. I continued running my fingers over the back of his head and neck, drawing him into me, encouraging him to linger there.
Without warning, he picked me up as if I were weightless and deposited me on the bed where he continued to run his tongue in and out of my mouth. I was getting extremely aroused. I could feel the heat beginning to rise in my pussy and my juices began to flow in anticipation.
As if sensing the change, Grant lifted my dress and slid it over my head. I was lying naked on the bed before him. He moved his kisses down my belly. He kissed and licked my belly as he headed for my pussy.
He stood up still fully dressed towering over me gazing down upon my naked body. I was his prey to do with as he wished. I lay there awaiting the next move of this conquering black warrior.
He slowly removed his shirt revealing what I already knew was a well muscled upper body with a firm abdomen. Stripping off his pants and boxers released a cock that was already hard in anticipation of what was awaiting it. My husband's cock is of average length, but nicely thick. The cock before me was thicker than Ross's, and at least two or three inches longer. Ross and I had played with dildos of that size, but nothing that big "in the flesh" had ever entered me.
Getting back on the bed, he brought his face right to my cleanly shaven pussy; however, he didn't dive right in. He started running his tongue from my inner thigh over my labia. Then he gently circled my lips just brushing my clitoris. I opened my legs to him, inviting him to explore further and deeper. Teasingly, he kept circling my lips as I raised my hips to his mouth. Gradually his tongue worked deeper and my clit started receiving the attention I craved. "E, I love the taste of your pussy," he said. All I could do was moan.
Then he started to eat me like a hungry man as he began sucking and lapping my clit aggressively. I was pushing my pussy into his face and pulling his face deep into my wetness to encourage him to do more; my excitement continued to grow.
Just then I started to cum. Oh God, it felt so good. Waves of pleasure were washing over me. I was shaking. As he felt me cum he sucked my clit harder prolonging my orgasm.
When he realized my orgasm had passed, Grant gave my pussy a final kiss as he got up. I couldn't take my eyes off his rock hard cock as he slid on a condom.
I lay where he left me, my legs open to him, the room smelling of sex. He took a pillow and placed it under my hips. Moving up between my legs, he placed his cock at the entrance of my pussy, stopping for a moment just as I felt its head start to separate my lips.
"Would you like my cock now?" he asked, looking me in the eyes. I panted “OH YES”. I watched mesmerized as his black cock went full depth into me in one smooth movement, lubricated by my own previous orgasm.
Grant paused after he was entirely inside me; never before had I ever felt so filled. The pillow gave my hips just the right angle for every nerve in my pussy to be stimulated by the big cock that filled it. I opened my legs wider to better accommodate its size. He began with long, slow strokes, going deep, touching my cervix, and then withdrawing almost completely, teasing my labia and clitoris with his head as he reentered me. He was massaging my pussy with his cock as we settled into a slow rhythm, my hips rising to meet his thrusts. I couldn't believe how good I felt at that moment; I found myself moaning in pleasure as my next orgasm started to build.
He kept up those maddening long, slow strokes as my second orgasm started to wash over me. I wrapped my legs around him, trying to keep him inside me, as waves of pleasure radiated out from my pussy. When I relaxed, he lifted me up from the bed so I was sitting in his lap. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and kissed his bare chest.
Sliding backward a little, he moved his feet to the floor so he was standing, holding me by the ass in his incredibly strong arms. I was still impaled on his rock hard cock, which was deeper inside me than I thought possible, touching me where my husband's cock never had. My fingernails dug into his back as he began pumping into me in short, fast strokes. I came again in a series of orgasms that just followed one another as he maintained a frenzied pace. Finally, he laid me back on the bed and collapsed beside me in exhaustion, our sweaty, naked bodies against each other.
As I regained my breath, I realized that his cock was still hard and that he hadn't cum. I felt a need to make him cum, and figured the condom he was wearing reduced the sensitivity. I reached down, grasping a cock that filled my hand. After gently peeling of the condom, I began licking the precum oozing from the head. His cock tasted of salt and latex as I began taking as much of him into my mouth as I could. Soon I was bobbing up and down on his shaft which glistened black from my saliva.
"My God you are good at sucking cock, E," he said between groans as he clutched my hair and raised his pelvis in time with my bobbing. "I hope you're ready for a mouth full of cum."
With that, I felt his muscles tense and a blast of hot cum hit the back of my throat. I swallowed what I could, feeling glad to replace the taste of latex with the salty taste of cum. I sucked until I sucked him dry, feeling him tremble slightly each time I ran my mouth over the sensitive head. I laid my head on his stomach and looked up into his dark brown eyes as he ran his fingers through my hair. "You have such soft hair," he said, "I can't get enough of your soft, fine hair. I could run my hands through it all day." We lay that way for a long while.
Feeling the need to clean up I said, "You'll have to excuse me," as I got off the bed. "I'm going to take a shower."
The warm water felt wonderful cascading over my body. My thoughts were a confused mixture of feelings. Grant was a strong, but kind and gentle man, and a very skilled lover. I had to admit that I had just experienced some of the best sex I had ever had.
Just then, uninvited, Grant stepped into the shower with me. "Here, let me get your back," he said.
I love showering with a man. As he half washed, half massaged my back he continued, "You sure know how to bring out the animal in a man. You're so beautiful and sexy. You just make me want to make you feel good."
I stood there enjoying Grant's touch as the hot water cascaded over my body. After a while, I backed up a little and felt his semi-hard dick pressing against my ass. I grabbed hold of it with a soapy hand and began my own massage. Soon he was rock hard again and Grant had moved to massaging my shoulders. I realized I was horny again. A little over an hour before I was somewhat reluctantly seduced, and then in the shower I found myself craving Grant's beautiful black cock back inside me.
"You seem to need some more relief," I said to Grant as I wrapped my hand around his cock and squeezed to feel its firmness. "Let's dry off and see what we can do about that."
As we walked back to the bed, I directed, "It's my turn to play. Just lay down and enjoy." He lay on his back with a wide grin across his face; his cock sticking up in the air like a black pole. I straddled his hips and slowly lowered myself so the head of his bare cock was just touching my pussy's swollen lips. I was surprised at how wet I was already. As I teased his cock head, I could see I was coating it with my own juices, creating a shining black knob. I looked into his eyes and saw them filled with desire, filled with the need to have me envelop his shaft within me. I knew that I should use a condom, but I also wanted to feel his big, beautiful cock bare inside my pussy.
Slowly, I lowered myself onto him, pulling back slightly when he thrust his hips up to meet me. I savored the feeling of his cock stretching me, filling me fully and deeply.
All too soon I was buried to the hilt. I could feel his balls resting under my ass. I arched my back to feel his complete penetration. I began to milk his cock with the walls of my pussy as I massaged myself on his ebony shaft. Slowly at first, I rose up and descended, twisting ever so slightly and changing the angle to achieve total stimulation. Before long, my own needs prompted me to increase the tempo. I met his rising hips with my own thrusts as I rode his cock harder and faster.
Grant's hands grasped my hips as we bucked together in an increasing frenzy of lust. I felt his muscles tighten; he stiffened with a mighty thrust and I felt his hot cum spurting into me, filling me up. My pussy started to spasm as my own orgasm overtook me. Fire radiated out from my pussy throughout my body as the walls clamped around his cock drawing it in, pulling the cum from it.
Grant renewed his thrusts, each one sending a wave of pleasure through my body. Never had I experienced such an intense orgasm. I placed my hands on his sweat covered chest for support as the last waves of ecstasy coursed through me. Then I collapsed exhausted on top of him, my head on his shoulder.
I dressed and was back to the room about 20 minutes before Linda got back. I slept like a baby. The next to last night there I went to Grant’s room and he fucked me silly again before I headed home.
I have his cell number. He said he comes to my city quite often for business too. I have a feeling this won’t be our last encounter.
