Emily’s Seduction

Steven dragged himself through the silence and his briefcase landed on the kitchen counter with a dull thud.  Another grueling week at the office had ended and his immediate target was food, then sleep. 

Emily knew what was coming.  The romance had been dying for years, and she’d tried nearly everything to ignite the passion she once shared with Steven, but their relationship was listless. 

Steven was a strong and powerful man all day long.  He made Emily laugh and she genuinely loved him, but their sex life was gone and she knew something had to change soon, or she might pursue and affair, or worse, leave him. 

All of the traditional “fix your relationship” advice was falling on Steven’s deaf ears.  The sexy outfits and lingerie, the weekend getaways, none of it worked. 

Emily had been spending more time in the gym to regain her firm body.  She “knew” she was attractive, but Steven had lost interest for some reason.  One day Emily decided she had to raise the stakes.  He was a smart man and she knew she had to take the seduction to his mind with a deep-seeded tease.  

All of the lingerie in the world meant nothing if she wasn’t in his thoughts.  She wanted to own a place in his mind.  He needed to realize that she “wanted” him, but didn’t “need” him.

The seduction began.

Emily ordered a Rabbit and two 8 inch vibrators from an Adam and Eve using their shared Visa, one purple, one black.   She initially hid the toys in their spare bedroom, but occasionally “forgot” one in the bathroom.  David saw her Rabbit one day and didn’t think twice.  He assumed this is how marriages evolved.  

A few days later he noticed a purple vibrator sitting on the edge of the bath tub.  On some level he was relieved.  Sex didn’t cross his mind much, and when it did, he was satisfied with masturbation.  He would let his mind drift to a fantasy world, release himself, then get back to thinking about his daily stress.  He smiled inside and vowed to work less and concentrate on Emily more.  

Steven never asked about the toys and Emily decided to it was time to turn up the seduction.  

Normally, Steven wouldn’t get home until 8, but tonight he was leaving work early for golf and Emily knew he’d be home to change and get his clubs.  She laid in bed naked, lightly running painted red nails over her breasts, and waiting for the sound of the garage door.  She glanced at pictures of strange men on her phone and felt her pussy starting to drip.  She reached down and moaned softly while she slid a finger inside her warm, wet pussy.

The garage door startled her and she began to shake.  She was taking a risk, and knew her actions wouldn’t likely lead to the sex she craved, but something had to change and she was playing the next card. 

The car door slammed and Steven came into the house.  Emily was nervous, but extremely turned on.  It was now or never. 

He walked into the bathroom and Emily started moaning just loud enough for him to hear.  He looked into the mirror then started listening.  Was that Emily, he thought?  He listened quietly as she moaned and thought he heard her say, “Yes, fuck me deeper.” 

Steven quietly stepped toward the bedroom.  She was moaning louder than he’d ever heard.  He was caught off guard and a part of him braced for the worst.  Was his wife fucking someone in their bed? 

Part of him didn’t want to look, but he peered through the slightly cracked door.  The sunlight swept through the window and landed on Emily’s body.  She was on her back, eyes closed, with her legs spread wide.  She seemed oblivious to Steven’s presence. 

He lightly pushed the door open to get a better view.  Her back was arched and her right hand was guiding a black vibrator into her pussy. He was mesmerized by her passion. 

Steven stood silently and watched.  He felt his cock growing in his pants and resisted the urge to rub. 

Emily knew he was there and played right into his hands. 

“Oh, yes, that feels so good, baby.  Fuck me good. Mmm, yes.” 

Steven was speechless, but somehow managed to say, “Emily?” 

She acted startled and scrambled to pull the sheets around her. 

“Steven?  What are you doing home?” 

“I’m meeting the guys for golf.” 

There was a long silence as she shifted under the covers and suddenly felt embarrassed. 

“I’m sorry, honey.  I don’t know what got into . . . “

“It’s okay, baby.  I understand.” 

He walked into the room, leaned over and kissed her. 

“I should get going.” 

“Okay, should I order dinner?” 

“No, I’ll eat at the club.”

He moved toward the door and Emily said, “Honey…”

“Yes?”

“Another kiss before you leave?”

She sat up and let the sheets fall to her waist and gave him the sexiest kiss he’d felt in years.  She ran her hands through his hair, down his back, then she grabbed his ass and dug in with her nails.  Then she subtly brushed her hand across the front of his pants just long enough to feel his hard cock.  Her plan was working. 

She released her lips, smiled, and said, “Thanks, honey, have fun at golf.” 

Oddly, the incident didn’t come up over the next two weeks, but Emily sensed something.  He kissed her goodbye more often and they cuddled just a little closer in bed.  It was the little things that convinced her she was on the right path and she knew it was time to go for broke. 

Steven stared aimlessly at the food in the refrigerator.  This week had worn him out and he thought he might just start with a beer.  He really wanted to go to bed, but it was only 8 o’clock on Friday night.  He swung the door shut, closed his eyes and leaned against the kitchen counter. 

Through the soft hum in his brain he heard movement down the hall.  Then it was more distinct, the clicking of high heels moving toward him on the hardwood floor.  Emily’s seduction was about to go into overdrive.  It could easily backfire, but she was tired of being unhappy.  It was time to live . . . or move on.  

The sound of her heels became more powerful as they hit the ceramic tile of the kitchen floor.  Steven fought to open his eyes and look in her direction.  What he saw, demanded his attention.  

Emily looked ready for New Year’s Eve.  She wore a tasteful, but sexy short black dress.  Her make up and hair was done and accented with wine red lips.  She moved with confidence he hadn’t noticed in years and stopped just far enough away that he could soak it all in.

Steven never doubted her beauty, but there was something different.  She had a look in her eye that screamed sexy. 

She shyly glanced at the floor, lightly bit her lower lip, and said, “Hi, baby.”

He gave a confused smile and nervously asked, “What is this?”

“Oh, I’ve just been feeling very sexy lately.”

“You have, huh?” he managed to say with a hint of confusion. 

“Yes, honey.  I’ve been very turned on sense you caught me playing that day.”

“Oh, yeah, I was going to say something . . .”

She cut him off by putting a manicured finger tip to his lips. 

“Shhh . . . did it excite you?” 

“Well, yes, I mean . . . “

She stopped him mid-sentence with a soft kiss on his lips.

Steven felt his cock getting hard and he was swept away by a nervous excitement. 

“I played with my toy again today,” she said looking into his eyes and kissing him very gently.

He let out an awkward, “You did?”

“Yes, baby, you know what else I did?”

His heart raced.  The mystery of the moment had him scrambling to hide his desire to know.

“Uh, no baby, what?” he said with a nervous laugh. 

“I was looking at pictures.”

She kissed him again and barely slid her tongue between his lips. 

He mumbled, “Pictures?”

Part of him didn’t want to know, but most of him, including his now hard cock wanted to hear a detailed description. 

“Oh, pictures of a sexy man that turns me on.” 

Steven was confident, and his first thought was that the pictures were of him.

He smiled with with a bit of a cocky grin and said, “Oh, you did, huh?”

“Yes, baby.  And I was so wet.  I slid my toy deep into my smooth pussy and imagined him fucking me hard and deep.”

Steven’s mind drifted to the time he caught her playing with her toy and the image was crystal clear. 

She leaned closer, “I felt so sexy, honey.  And so naughty.  He fucked me so good and I came all over his cock.” 

Steven squirmed as she whispered in his ear and rubbed his hard cock through his pants.  He was speechless. 

“I want to fuck him so bad, baby.  Would you like to see his pictures?”

Steven was so turned on he thought he may cum just from her hand.  He wanted to throw her on the bed and fuck her like he used to, but he decided to play along. 

“Sure, baby.” 

She turned away slowly and he focused on her sexy ass and legs as her 5 inch stilettos clicked across the floor.  Emily reached into her purse and grabbed her phone before seductively flipping through her camera roll. 

“Oh, there he is.  He turns me on so much baby.”

Steven searched his mind for what pictures of him could turn her on so much?  He decided immediately he would start taking care of his body and quit wearing sweats around the house.  Whatever pictures she had, he was already embarrassed to see. 

“I don’t know what came over me.  But I really do want to fuck him.  My toy is covered in cum, baby.” 

Something about her was different.  Her eyes penetrated him to a different level.  At that moment she had a control that was undeniable and he was fully engaged. 

“Are you sure you want to see him, baby?,” she said hugging him close with her lips inches from his. 

She smelled incredible and every one of Steven’s senses were captivated by his wife. 

“Yes, honey, show me.”

“Okay,” she said as she lifted the phone in front of him.

“His name is Steven, too.”

For a brief moment Steven felt relieved.  It was him, then she said, “I met him on Twitter.”

A flood of emotions rushed through Steven’s body.  He tensed.  He was confused, angry, uncomfortable, hesitant, curious, and extremely turned on.  His wife was meeting people online?

“Twitter?”

“Yes, baby.  I really don’t know how it happened, but I like it.”

She held the phone up and for the first time, Steven looked at a picture of his wife’s obsession.  It was a very normal picture of a strange man standing in a suit similar to something he would wear.  It was hard to tell much about him, but one thing was clear, he was black. 

Steven stammered, “Umm, how did you meet him?” 

“Oh, you know how things happen online, you just sort of cross paths.  What do you think, honey?”

“I don’t know, I mean . . . “

She kissed him again and felt his hard cock through his pants. 

“I think you like it, baby.  Your cock is so hard.  Mmm… I love that it turns you on.”

Steven didn’t respond, but he couldn’t hide the fact that his wife flirting with another man was making him rock hard. 

“He sent me more pictures,” she said as she scrolled through her phone, each one more revealing.

The “other” Steven in the gym, shirtless, on the beach.  Each picture showing more and more of his big, strong body.  

“Look at his sexy muscles baby.  He is so dark and yummy.”  

Emily was all in now and pushing her relationship to the edge. 

“Uh, yeah, he seems like he’s in good shape.”  

“Oh, he is baby,” as pictures kept moving across her screen.  Then finally, she flipped one more, and he was naked.  His black cock hanging there for both of them to see.  

“This is what I thought about when I was playing with my toy, baby.  It turns me on so much.”

There was no turning back now and she had to go for it.  She handed Steven her phone and dropped to her knees.  She glanced into his eyes while unbuckling his belt.  Her red nails tickled his stomach as she pulled his boxers down revealing Steven’s rock hard cock.  

He tensed as she grabbed him in her hand and stroked him softly. 

“Isn’t he sexy baby.  I’ve been dreaming about his cock inside me,” she moaned as she leaned in to suck Steven’s cock with her warm lips.  Her nails grazed his balls and she sucked him slowly, then licked under his shaft while looking up and catching Steven looking at the picture.  This turned her on beyond belief and she slid her lips around him again.  Stroking him slowly and taking his cock deeper into her mouth.  She moaned and turned all attention to her husband.  Sucking his cock like it was the first time, and in many ways, it was. 

He came quickly and she took it all in her mouth.  She ran a nail across her lip, then licked cum from it before standing up.  She grabbed the phone, set it on the counter, then, before kissing him deeply on the lips said, “I love you, baby.”   

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Rain Check and the Cuckold (part 6)

The phone rang off the hook and David cursed himself for not changing the stupid ringtone.  One call after another, all coming from the same number, Gary’s.  The boys were on the town and wanted him to join the party, but David was consumed by something else . . . his wife.

David had been home alone for four hours and hadn’t heard from her in two.  His curiosity was running wild and he found himself looking through Laura’s closet.  Flipping through her sexy new dresses and occasionally holding one close to smell her aroma.  He knelt to the floor inspecting her new heel collection: Michael Kors, Louboutin, Jimmy Choo.  He knew the names now because he was doing the shopping.

Next he slowly opened the sleek top drawer of her dresser and lightly ran his fingers over her panties.  He pulled out one pair and held them in his hand to smell his wife.  A month ago they would have been run of the mill, but now she had dozens of expensive, silk panties and he occasionally touched them like this when she was gone.

His hand reached deeper into the sea of silk to see what he could find and touched something hard that contrasted with the softness of the drawer.  He wrapped his fingers around a rectangle box and held it out for inspection.  The white box had no markings, but was filled with something.  He opened one end and looked inside before pulling out its contents.

He held a jet black dildo in his right hand that had a piece of paper wrapped around it and “David” written on the side.  He shook as he rolled the rubber band off of the toy cock and slowly opened the note.

“My sweet little David.  I knew your curiosity would get the best of you.  Don’t you feel ashamed for looking around in my panty drawer?  Do you feel silly, baby?  It’s okay, baby.  I don’t blame you and my guess is, staring at that black cock right now is turning you on.  Isn’t it sexy baby?  So dark and such a perfect head.  I use it all the time when you’re at work.  I love to watch in the mirror as that jet black cock slides between my pink lips.  I quietly moan DeShawn’s name as I fuck myself with that toy.  Look at it, baby.  Imagine how good that looks in my pussy. There’s a good chance I could be sucking on DeShawn while you read this note.  Do you like that?  Would you like to watch baby?  I think I know the answer.  I want you to pull off your pants right now and hold that toy next to your cock.  Does it make you feel small, baby?  Maybe I’ll make you stand next to DeShawn naked sometime so you understand why I prefer his cock.  Now lay down on the bed with that toy next to you and imagine me with him now.  Stroke your cock, but save your cum for me.  I want to watch you stroke it, baby.  Get it nice and hard while I watch.  And maybe if you’re a good boy I will let you cum on my heels.  See you soon.  Love, Laura.”

David was shaking by the time he finished the letter.  If there was any doubt where the control lied, it was just answered in Laura’s note.  David did exactly what she said as if she would know.  She was reading his mind like an open book lately and his desire for her grew each day.  He was nervous and had trouble getting an erection, but he stared at the toy and stroked his cock before closing his eyes and picturing the love of his life with another man.

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Laura’s heels clicked on the sidewalk and DeShawn held her close as they strolled the park toward Lakeshore Drive.  She’d never dreamed of sex in public, but what just happened blew her mind.  More than once she thought of herself as David’s sexy wife while her big black lover fucked her from behind.  It was an incredible rush and she knew it would happen again.

With David, sex had been so rare that it took Laura a couple weeks to get used to the size of DeShawn’s cock.  Now her body was ready at all times.  It was the perfect fit and she could feel him inside her long after they fucked.  An obsession that only seemed stronger and as they climbed into the cab, she gave a small shiver as his cum trickled down the inside of her thigh.

He pulled her close and gave the driver the address to his condo.  She rested her head on DeShawn’s shoulder and, much like David with her panties, melted into the aroma.  She softly kissed his neck and he pulled her closer sending a twinge to her already wet lips.  The kisses moved to his cheek and her hand reached to the other and turned his head.  Their lips met and she kissed him passionately as the cab rolled down Michigan Avenue.

Laura loved to kiss and DeShawn’s were so soft and full, she couldn’t get enough.  She loved the way he tasted, felt, and controlled her.

Laura had always been conflicted with a desire to control and be controlled, but now the picture was unfolding with amazing clarity.  While she had certain feminine powers that DeShawn understood, Laura was clearly submissive to her lover.  She craved the power of a masculine man who would treat her like a lady, but take control in the bedroom.

David was always a gentleman, but far too passive in the bedroom.  Laura loved sex but for most of their marriage she went through the motions with David.  She’d had more orgasms in the last month with DeShawn than she’d had in the last five years with David, and this was giving her a renewed confidence.  She was feeling like herself again, the strong, confident, and sexy woman she once knew.  And along with that, came a distinct  power over David.

He laid in bed stroking his cock with one hand, holding Laura’s panties with the other.  He was dangerously close to the orgasm Laura warned him not to have.  Just as he was about to cum, he heard a ping on his phone.  He took a deep breath and concentrated very hard on not cumming before rolling over to look at the message.

“Hi, baby. Just got back to DeShawn’s. Hope you’re being a good boy. I should be home in a couple hours. Love you! xo.”

David stared at the word love and it filled his body with satisfaction.  He had never loved her more and her reassurance meant everything.  He’d been trying to rationalize this turn in their relationship, but decided it wasn’t worth too much thought.  They’d always loved each other and were best friends, but that “spark” was always missing.  Everything was perfect, except sex.  And in one month’s time, that completely changed.

Laura was much happier and even the simplest moments were more enjoyable.  She’d never been this fulfilled sexually, and David, too was overjoyed with his sex life.  He especially enjoyed when she’d wake him up by lightly running her nails over his soft cock.  She liked to whisper into his ear how much she loved him and their life together.

She especially liked to tease him by saying she owned his cock now and David could not get enough of this.  Her teasing and subtle belittling drove him wild.  She would glide her words directly into his ear as his erection grew.

“Baby, I love how your little cock responds to my touch now.  Close your eyes and feel my nails run over your soft skin.  I want to make you hard baby.”

Her voice drove him wild and she could make him hard in seconds.

“I want you to shake from my touch.  Think about my wet pussy and what it would feel like to be inside me, baby.  Mmm… do you like that thought?  Oh, baby, I know you want to be inside me and maybe I will let you some day.”

She spoke the words of a virgin, but David knew what she meant.

“If you’re a good boy tonight I will let you inside me after I have DeShawn.  Would you like that?”

David wriggled about on the bed as her nails grazed his hard cock.  Her words and soft touch had him near and orgasm.

“Are you turned on, my pet?  It looks like you’re almost ready to cum.  Hmm… would you like me to suck on that little cock?”

David breathed heavily and whispered, “Yes, please.”

“I’m sorry, I can’t hear you honey.”

“Yes, will you please suck me, baby?”

Laura ran her nails down his chest and goosebumps covered his body.  She leaned in close with her lips and took David’s cock in her hand.  He could feel her breath and it was nearly enough to make him cum.

“Oh baby, your cock is quivering.  It’s so cute.”

Her lips met the tip and she softly kissed his cock while rolling her tongue around the edges.  It drove him crazy.

“Does that feel good?  DeShawn likes it, too.”

He felt it coming and she knew it.  Her lips then wrapped around him and she slid her mouth down the entire shaft one time and sucked gracefully on the way up leaving him nice and wet.  She pulled her lips off the head with a soft pop and stroked his cock until he came.  David’s cock exploded and his cum dribbled onto her hand.  Laura dangled it in front of her lips and licked some off before leaning in to kiss him on the lips.

“David, I love you so much.  I will do anything to please you and make you happy.  I know that you like when I meet DeShawn.  I know it turns you on, baby.  And that turns me on more than anything,” she said in a calm, comfortable tone between kisses.

“I love to think of you when I pull out is gorgeous cock and take it in my lips.  How my hand looks wrapped around his dark shaft with my wine red nails.  I love getting it nice and wet so it shines when I stroke him.  I feel so sexy and naughty sucking a big black cock.  It makes my pussy wet just thinking of it, baby.”

“I love feeling his cock grow and get so hard before he cums and I take it in my mouth.  It tastes so good and turns me on so much knowing you will taste him later from my lips. The way his powerful body fucks my tight wet pussy.  He moves so smoothly baby.  Up and down in a perfect rhythm, fucking me harder and harder as we god.  His cock is so big and I love how it spreads me open.  Sometimes I think about you while he fucks me baby.  How it will feel to go home and have you inside me after him.  It turns me on so much.”

David sat quietly.  Mesmerized by his wife’s words.  He knew she was right.  They’re new relationship was electric.  It was fueled by openness and trust.  They had never felt closer.

Rain Check and the Cuckold (part 5)

This is part 5 of the story, and should stand alone, but here’s where you can find part one, two, three, and four.

Laura squeezed closer to DeShawn, her hand exploring his thigh under the table.  Dinner was excellent, now her mind was on desert.

The two sat silently, but the energy between them was electric.  The restaurant was warmly lit. Bright enough to see the details, but dark enough to feel alone.  Her red nails pressed into his pants and he returned the favor with his dark hand on her light thigh.  This left her breathless.

She was not conflicted.  This was pure pleasure.  David was the man she loved.

It was pleasure she hadn’t felt in 10 years, or ever.  Laura had been numb, now she, and her relationship with David, was alive.  He no longer ignored her or spent long nights drinking with his friends.  He was always there.  Loving, caring, attentive.  Those were the things she craved, along with breathtaking sex.

That’s where DeShawn came in.

Innocent flirting at the gym had turned into an explosive affair, and now . . . her husband knew everything. It was liberating and, for the first time in her life, she openly shared everything on her mind.  No secrets or delusion, only complete honesty and trust.

Throughout dinner, Laura tantalized David with pictures of her and DeShawn.  Close shots of them leaning close and smiling for the camera.  One of their fingers interlocked.  Another of his powerful dark hand on her creamy white thigh under the table.  She smiled at the thought of David’s anticipation and arousal.

Laura slid her hand up his thigh and found his cock.  She squeezed lightly while leaning toward his ear.

“I want this, baby.  Between my lips, in my mouth, deep inside me.”

DeShawn loved the attention and squeezed her thigh before sliding his hand closer to her pussy.  Laura moaned at his touch.

The waitress dropped his card on the table and briefly admired the couple.  She enjoyed watching them flirt and more than once imagined herself in Laura’s place.

To no surprise, Laura was dripping when DeShawn touched her pussy.  He lightly slid his finger over the edge of her lips and nearly came.  She rubbed his cock under the table and she felt him grow in her hand.  It was too much to take and she begged him, with a whisper, to leave.

He grabbed her hand, kissed her soft lips and they slid out of the booth.  She was a bit light headed from the wine and DeShawn’s touch, and teetered on her Michael Kors’ stilettos, but he held her tight as they walked toward the door.

The fresh lake shore air was exactly what she needed and they strolled hand in hand within earshot of Lake Michigan waves.  The moon illuminated the night like a black and white film, and she couldn’t resist her temptations.  She stopped, then stood tall in her 5 inch heels and attacked his lips.  They shared a long, passionate kiss.  Her tongue playing with his.  Deep, wet kissing that drove her wild.

DeShawn grabbed her ass, and she instinctively went to his cock.  He was hard.  Unlike David, DeShawn was always hard.  It ignited animal passion that Laura couldn’t hide, and didn’t want to explain.  She’d never been so content sexually in her life. This is what she had been looking for.

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David clutched his phone, anxious for updates.  He too was excited and felt sexually content for the first time. He couldn’t explain it either, and didn’t want to.  His wife was with another man and the byproduct was the healthiest stretch of communication and compatibility they’d ever had in their marriage. It was cunning and emotional, exactly what they seemed to be missing.

It had been over an hour since Laura sent the last picture of DeShawn’s hand on her thigh.  He stared at the photo ever since.  The intrigue, the mystery was so compelling he didn’t know what else to do.  There were no secrets, but his curiosity wanted to know.  What were they doing?  Were they sharing desert, kissing, or was she sucking his hard black cock?

He laid on the bed and rebelled against Laura’s instructions by rubbing himself.  He grewin his boxers while playing the scenarios in his mind.  Her holding his hand.  Kissing him.  Sucking him.  Riding his cock. Then, of course, coming home.  Holding the sides of his face. Telling him about her perfect night as she kissed him and left the taste of another man’s cock on his lips.

He couldn’t explain any of it, but it drove him to the edge.  He pulled out his hard cock and stroked it faster, climbing toward a powerful orgasm.  He heard her voice, clear, crisp in his mind.

“I’m leaving honey.  Don’t you dare stroke that little cock of yours while I’m gone.  I’ll know if you do.  I control that cock now and you’d better not cum.”

David pulled away.  Not willing to take the chance.  She was right.  His cock belonged to her now, and that’s exactly how he wanted it.

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DeShawn grabbed her hand and started walking without saying a word.  Laura loved his power, it made her feel like a woman.

She held on tight and shuffled quickly in her red heels.  The path was mostly desolate but a couple walked toward them in the dusk.  Laura leaned into her lover’s chest and he wrapped her with his arm.  She gazed at the approaching pair and suddenly thought she recognized the man.  Was that Jerry?

Jerry was David’s drinking buddy.  He was nice enough, but a source of Laura’s angst.  “I’m going out with Jerry,” was something she’d heard David say a hundred times.  Part of her wanted to flaunt the moment, but her relationship with David had changed so much, she wanted to protect him.

Laura did her best to hide in DeShawn’s chest as they passed Jerry and the latest of his “girlfriends.”  He didn’t seem to notice, and was probably drunk.

DeShawn led her off the path and closer to the lake.  He stopped near a pier and playfully pulled her out of clear sight.  Without saying a word, Laura fell to her knees in the sand.  DeShawn looked both ways, then unbuckled his pants.  It was a raw moment and she reached in to out his hard cock.

Laura leaned in with a moan while licking his big dark balls.

“I’ve been thinking about your cock all night,” she said with a hungry smile.

“Then suck it good.  Show me you mean it, baby.”

She stroked him slowly and pulled her tongue along the side of his hard shaft.  Her red lips glistened with moisture and kissed every inch before she rubbed it against the side of her face.  The contrast of his rock hard cock and her soft skin.

She made the tip wet with a long sexy kiss, then took the first inch in her mouth before pulling back.

“Make it wet, girl.”

“Mmm.”

Laura did as told and licked up and down the sides.  Her tongue lathered every inch of his hard black cock.  Then she took it in her mouth again.

The warm breeze wrapped her skin and her knees dug deeper into the sand, sensually submissive to this powerful man . . . and now it was on display in public.

The thought of someone watching turned her on even more and she took DeShawn deeper into her wet mouth.  She knew it was only a matter of time before David was her number one spectator.  She’d been teasing him with the idea while she stroked his cock at night.

“You know, baby . . . ” she said to David with a long, patient pause as she ran her nails under her husband’s balls before bed.

“I think the thought of watching me with DeShawn turns you on.”

David squirmed just a bit, trying as hard as he might to suppress an erection.

“I know I would like that.  And you want to make me happy, don’t you, honey?”

It was a shot of adrenaline to his cock which was quickly was rock hard.

“I do.  More than anything.”

Her nails tickled David’s cock which was now pulsing.

“Oh, look at you, honey.  You’re so hard.  You like that idea.”

He could barely talk, but the answer was clear.

“Maybe I’ll bring DeShawn by after work one night this week and you can watch a real man please your wife.  Would you like that honey?”

Of course he would.  Pre-cum already dripped from his cock.

“I might even let you stroke your cock while you watch.”

He moaned, closing his eyes to change the subject in his mind.  He was close to cumming.

“He’s so big honey.  I mean, you’re cock is okay, average really, but you should see DeShawn’s cock.”

David looked into her eyes.  They were hauntingly beautiful.  He couldn’t believe it had been so long since he noticed.

Laura squeezed his cock tighter.

“It’s so big and dark.  Mmm . . . I love to stroke him like this.  Slow at first, then faster.”

Her hand moved gracefully up and down on David’s cock and within 10 strokes he exploded in orgasm.  She casually wiped her finger through his cum and brought it to her lips, then licked it off.

“I love you, honey,” she said as she leaned in and gave him a passionate kiss.

The strap had fallen off her dress and DeShawn played with her breast as she sucked his cock.  Now it was sloppy wet and his dark skin shined in the moonlight.  It drove her crazy and each time she pulled back, she wanted it more.  She felt him deep in her throat, and the sensation shocked her pussy.

“I need you in my pussy,” she said looking in his eyes while kissing his balls.

He pulled her to her feet, leaned her against the post, and pulled up her dress.  Her wish was her command and just like that, his cock was working its way into her tight pussy.

She moaned as she felt him inch deeper.  He filled her like she’d never felt before and tried to relax and spread wider for her dark lover.  Her hands clutched the wooden pole and she closed her eyes, lost in ecstasy.

She imagined how the sight looked to people walking by on the path.  A sexy woman with her dress hiked over her ass getting fucked deep by a gorgeous black man on the beach.  She hoped someone was watching, and couldn’t wait for David to soak it in.

His cock was deep inside her now.  She had already cum once and was ready to again.

“Oh yes, fuck me good, baby . . . it’s so deep.”

He grabbed her hair and pulled her ear close to his lips.

“You’re a naughty little girl…You like this hard black dick in that little pussy.”

“Oh yes . . . fuck your naughty slut.”

His pelvis slapped rhythmically against her ass and she could feel his hard cock in her stomach. She pushed back begging for more.  He thrust harder and she let out a whimpering moan as she came again on his hard cock.

“Cum inside me, baby.  I want to feel your hot cum.”

DeShawn couldn’t hold back.  Nearly on command, he unloaded deep into her warm pussy and left his cock right there.  Her body fell into the pole and legs shook.  She loved how that felt and he didn’t want him to pull out.

Slowly his cock slid from her pussy and as the head released she shivered.  He pulled her up and she stood there with cum dripping from her pussy.  She smiled and fixed the strap back onto her shoulder, then leaned on his as she emptied sand from her heels.

It was an incredible fuck.  Laura was completely satisfied and at peace. As they walked back toward the path, her thoughts drifted to David.  Lost in the moment, enchanted with the future.  Happier than she’d ever been.