We met him four years ago while on a holiday. We were enjoying our time in the sun on a foreign holiday. It was my husband’s suggestion that I respond to this tall, well built black man. He was confident but ever so nice and it seemed so natural to let him do whatever he wanted to me. He was deep inside me 3 hours after we first spoke to each other.
He had my body for the next three days till our holiday was over. We went home and never thought we would see him again. It had been our best holiday ever. We did give him our email address but he never used it till a week ago. He was travelling, was nearby and asked if I wanted to see him. My husband said, go.
I went yesterday and this is what happened.
He eased it into me so I could get used to his size again. I still found myself spreading my legs wider and wider as if that would ease the way he stretched me. It didn't, and I could barely take him as he pushed deeper and deeper, with each slow thrust.
I gave a start and a moan when the head of his cock first nudged my cervix. He responded with a low grumbling chuckle. From then on he fucked me just like that, pushing all the way in, his muscled thighs just barely touching mine as the head of his cock nudged that final barrier. Each time, his heavy balls brushing my clit just enough to notice and tingle. He didn't touch me anywhere else. It was like being fucked by a giant, disembodied cock. It was hypnotic, and I found myself getting used to it. I found it feeling better and better. I found myself starting to fuck back on him.
The telltale flutters raced down my spine and through me, telling me I was going to cum soon. I couldn't believe how good it felt to be filled so full, fucked so deep. It was silly to have been afraid of the big black man with his big black cock.
Big, strong hands encircled my hips, grabbed tight. He pulled me even more onto his cock. The head of the cock rammed into the end of my passage as our two bodies slapped together, the suddenness and force of the thrust forced the breath from my lungs.
In the instant after, as I drew a ragged breath, eyes wide but sightless, I felt him throb and swell inside me. I knew what was about to happen, but was powerless to stop it. It was impossibility, I was full of black meat and held pinned in place. I screamed into orgasm, my first delirious contraction followed by the first jet of cum from his cock. He was bareback and his sperm had to find space and it could only move further into the entrance to my womb.
I came, and came, my body shaking, pussy squeezing and milking the pulsing shaft as it pumped his load of semen as deep into me as it could go. The fat cock plugging me so tight there was no place for it to go but deeper in me.
From the haze of shocked pleasure and horror, still shuddering in aftershock, his low voice filled my ears again.
"That oughta do it. But we gotta make sure."
I didn't understand what he was saying until I felt him move, pulling his cock partway out, and then ramming it back in. His iron grip still holding me prisoner, his cock still hard and big as ever. He began fucking me again. Not gentle or disembodied this time, but hard, present and real. He was going to have me again and even though I knew exactly what he wanted to do now, I knew I couldn't escape. For the next half hour, my body would not stop cumming.
He will be back again in a month. I so want to see him again, so does my husband.
FUCK MY WIFE!