"Sorry, it seems to take me forever to get ready to go out nowadays."
Derrick's eyes roamed up and down Elaine's body before he whispered, "It was worth the time."
"Thanks," Elaine said and blushed.
Derrick sat next to her on the bleachers as the other guys headed back to the picnic tables. "We beat the Accounting Department every year but they always come back for more," he laughed.
"Maybe you guys should let them win one," Elaine said.
"Yeah, right," Derrick returned.
The two of them sat for a while, enjoying the warm, late September afternoon. The leaves had begun to change and there was a smell of fall in the air.
"Another beer," Derrick asked when his was finished.
"This is my forth," Elaine said, not used to drinking much. "What the hell," she said. "Get me one."
Derrick brought her a bottle and said, "Want to take a walk?"
Elaine looked at the crowd at the picnic table and back at Derrick. "Uh... all right," she said hesitantly.
Derrick reached his hand out and helped her off of the bleachers. When she was on the ground, he held onto her hand for a moment too long.
Elaine pulled her hand from his and felt a tingling between her legs.
"Let's walk down to the lake," Derrick suggested.
The two of them followed a path through the woods, walking side-by-side without talking. Occasionally, one of their hands would touch the other. And, at least for Elaine, it would renew the tingling. They came out of the woods at a natural lake surrounded by a manmade white sand beach. Elaine stopped and took her shoes off and then they proceeded to walk down the beach. Soon they came to a large outcropping of rocks that was over thirty foot high and overlooked the lake.
"Let's sit up there," Derrick suggested, holding his hand out to Elaine.
She took his hand and let him lead her up a rock-strewn trail until they reached the top. "Wow, this is beautiful. I've never been up here before," Elaine said as they walked out onto the ledge overlooking the crystal blue lake. She looked down the beach and saw a few people but otherwise they were alone.
"Sit down," Derrick said.
"I've got white shorts on," Elaine answered.
"No problem," Derrick said and began to pull his tank top over his head.
Elaine watched with wide eyes as his strong stomach and then chest were revealed. His chest and stomach muscles rippled. A glistening of sweat made his dark skin shimmer. Elaine could feel her heart flutter and the ever present tingling between her legs intensified. The beer she had consumed was definitely affecting her and she would have been worried about her own desires had they not been in a fairly public place.
Derrick laid his shirt onto the rock and helped Elaine sit down. Then he joined her.
For a few minutes they enjoyed the soft breeze and the warm sun.
Elaine almost jumped when she felt Derrick's arm go around her back. She could smell his musk as he pulled her close. "Derrick," she whispered, refusing to look up at him.
Derrick placed his hand under her chin and turned her face up to him. Like the other day in the stairwell, their lips came together like magnets.
The kiss was as good as the one in the stairwell... maybe better.
Elaine felt her head spinning and worried that she might tumble off the rock. However, Derrick was holding her tightly to him.
Soon their tongues were dueling for possession of each other's mouths as Derrick's hand came up and entwined in her hair, keeping her mouth pressed to his. His other hand dropped to her thigh.
When Elaine felt it, she wrenched her mouth from his. "Derrick, we can't here," she whispered excitedly.
He didn't seem to hear her as he moved his hand across her smooth white thigh.
Elaine looked down and watched in fascination as his large, dark hand moved slowly up her thigh. Suddenly she wished she had worn panties because she could feel her sex juices soaking into the crotch of her shorts. Frozen with fear and excitement, she watched as his fingers moved closer and closer to the opening in the leg of her shorts. The shorts were so small that it was only an inch from the edge to her private parts. She groaned and trembled as one finger began to slip under the edge. Almost without thinking, she spread her legs, allowing him better access. "Oh Jesus," she moaned when his finger found her swollen sex slips. Normally Elaine had a lot of pubic hair. However, because she liked to wear short shorts, sometimes without panties like today, she kept it trimmed very short. What hair she had, formed a down of soft and dark hair, which barely covered her outer sex lips.
Derrick's lips found Elaine's again and his tongue slipped into her mouth as his finger slipped into her vagina. A moan escaped from deep in her throat as his middle finger moved into her already wet hole.
"Oh God, Derrick!" Elaine cried as she pulled her lips from his. His finger began to move in and out. Her hips began to lift upward, forcing the searching digit as deep as it could go. When his hand started to move faster, Elaine tried to close her thighs. She was rapidly losing control. "Ohhhhh," she moaned as waves of pleasure began to rush through her. She closed her eyes tightly and tried desperately to fight off her rapidly approaching climax. However, she was too far-gone. Her thighs squeezed tighter, trapping Derrick's hand as her hips lifted from the rock. Little whimpers escaped her lips as a strong climax rushed through her. "Ahhhhhh!!!" she gasped as her sex lips throbbed and her juice squirted across Derrick's finger and into her the crotch of her now soaked shorts. She collapsed into Derrick's strong arms.
Chapter 4
It took a while before Elaine opened her eyes. She found herself snuggled into Derrick's arm and he was smiling down at her.
"You're back," he said with a wide grin.
Elaine had a moment of remorse as she realized what she had allowed to happen. However, the memory of the best climax she had had in years overcame that feeling. She smiled back at him weakly and dropped her head in embarrassment. When she did, her eyes fell on his crotch. In spite of her recent climax she felt a rush of excitement. There was a very large bulge down the leg of his shorts. Without looking up at him, she reached down and gently ran a fingernail across the material covering his penis. It throbbed and pulsed under his shorts. Then she grew bolder and wrapped her hand around the swollen, cloth covered flesh.
"Ohhhhh," Derrick moaned.
Elaine looked around her toward the beach to make sure no one was in seeing distance. Then she turned back, her hand still holding the long penis under his shorts. She began to tremble as she slowly began to pull the leg of his shorts up his thigh. She had to see it. It didn't take long before she saw the swollen head of his penis peek from the bottom. With an amazed look she continued to pull the leg up until most of his penis was revealed. She didn't have a lot to compare it to but she knew that John's penis was about five inches long. This one was twice that length. "My God," she whispered as she took the long black shaft in her hand. Her fingers were not able to close around it.
"Ohhhhh!" Derrick gasped as Elaine began to move her hand up and down the shaft as if mesmerized. She watched in fascination as it grew even larger until it seemed that she had a black police baton in her hand. The head was swollen and almost purple in color. The shaft was thick and dark black with swollen veins running up and down the length. The slit was leaking a stream of clear pre-cum juice and it was running in a small river across the head and down to her fingers. Elaine opened her hand and let the juice run underneath. Then she closed her hand, using the lubricant to smooth the way for her hand as it began to move up and down again.
In a trance, Elaine began to pump her hand faster. She could hear the sound of his juice as it squished between her fingers. Then she heard Derrick moan. She had almost forgotten about him. When she looked up, his eyes were closed and there was a look of pure rapture on his face. She smiled and moved her hand faster.
"Elaine," Derrick hissed in warning. His hips began to lift from the rock in time with the movement of her hand.
Elaine looked from his face to his penis. The head had grown larger and almost looked like it was going to explode.
Then it did.
"Ahhhhheeeeee!!!" Derrick screamed.
Elaine jumped as she saw an incredible stream of white juice shoot from the pulsing head. It arched up into the air, higher than their heads, before landing with a splat on the back of her hand and arm. Another blast quickly followed. The shock caused Elaine to stop moving her hand. She quickly began to pump the shaft again, watching his sperm fly out like an erupting volcano. Pulse after pulse sent his hot and thick cream into the air.
Derrick's climax continued for a long time until the sperm shooting from the head slowed to a dribble.
"Jesus," he hissed as he leaned back on his hands with his head thrown back and looked up at the blue sky.
Elaine pulled her hand away from the shrinking penis and gasped. The entire back of her hand and half way up her arm was covered in the warm and sticky juice from Derrick's balls. "God, do you cum that much all the time?" Elaine asked in amazement before she realized what she was saying.
"More sometimes," Derrick said with a smile.
Elaine's face turned red and she whispered shyly, "You could populate the earth with all that sperm."
Suddenly they heard voices as a group of people walked down the beach toward the rock.
Elaine felt panicky as she looked at the mess on her hand and arm.
Derrick thought fast and said, "Let's get out of here. I think we can get back this way." He helped Elaine up and then quickly put his shirt back on. Then they climbed up higher to a ledge behind them. There was a trail leading through the woods and back down the hill. When they came out, they were on the other side of the rock from the people and were relatively safe. "You can wash off in the water," Derrick said sheepishly.
Elaine waded into the cold water and then washed off her hand and arm. When she came back to Derrick he looked embarrassed.
"Sorry," he said, referring to the fact that he had lost control.
"It's okay," Elaine said. "We need to get back. We've been gone too long already." Her voice sounded colder than she intended, but she was feeling guilty again.
They walked up the hill and back into the woods. Before they reached the picnic area, they separated, allowing Elaine to emerge from the woods alone. Derrick worked his way through the woods and came out on the far side of the grounds.
Fortunately, no one seemed to have missed them.
Chapter 5
Elaine was sitting in her office on Monday thinking about what had happened at the picnic on Saturday when Derrick came in.
"Hi," he said.
"Good morning," Elaine answered somewhat nervously. She had decided to tell Derrick that what they had done was wrong and that it couldn't happen again. However, when she saw his handsome face, her resolve began to weaken. She steeled herself and said, "Derrick... uh... what happened Saturday... well, things got out of hand. It... it can't happen again. I'm... I'm married." In spite of the fact that she had practiced what she was going to say to him, it came out as a very weak protest.
Surprisingly Derrick said, "I understand. I told you before that I have difficulty being around you. But I was out of line... again"
Elaine's was surprised that he was making it much easier than she thought it was going to be. He was being sweet and even sounded remorseful. They fell silent, looking at each other for a few moments.
Derrick broke the uncomfortable silence and said, "Listen, you mentioned that your mother might like to meet someone."
The abrupt change in subject threw Elaine off. She had to think for a minute about what he was referring to. "Oh... yes I remember."
"Well, I have a friend that works over in litigation. He's divorced, in his early forties and, like your mom, lonely."
"I know some of the guys over there. Who is it?"
"Do you know Jerome Tyler?"
Elaine said, "Oh yes." She pictured Jerome, who wasn't as tall as Derrick and had broad shoulders and a sexy smile. "He's the black guy with the mustache and goatee?"
"That's him. I was wondering if your mother would want to go on a double date with him and me."
Elaine felt somewhat indignant at his assumption that she would go out on a "date" with him, especially after what she had just said. She started to reply that she couldn't go out with him when he spoke again.
"Jerome is going to fix me up with his sister."
Suddenly the blood rushed from Elaine's face and she felt anger rising. She opened her mouth but stopped when she realized that she was jealous and anything she said would give it away. After a pause she said, "I'll ask her." The curtness of her response showed her anger. She quickly added, "I have to get back to work."
Derrick looked a little hurt. He got up, saying, "Let me know. We're going to go over to Jacksonville to a dance club. We'll leave about six- thirty Saturday night." With that Derrick hurriedly left Elaine's office.
Elaine sat there in stunned silence. She couldn't help her feelings; she was fuming. It was an emotional and illogical reaction but she couldn't deny that she was hurt. Her first thought was that she wouldn't ask her mother and just tell him that she had. However, by the end of the day she realized that she did want her mother to meet someone and that it would be very immature to sulk and spoil a chance for her.
On Wednesday nights, Elaine and her mother regularly had dinner together, alternating houses. This evening, it was Elaine's turn to cook. Her mother was playing with the boys when Elaine called them in for dinner. The two of them arranged the boys in high chairs and sat next to them as they ate.
"Mom, Derrick wanted me to ask you something."
"He wants to go out with me?" she asked with a facetious laugh.
"Well, not exactly... but close. He wanted me to ask you if you wanted to go out with a friend of his. He wants to double date."
"With you and me?"
"No, he is going to go out with the guy's sister."
"Then the answer is no."
Elaine was startled by her quick refusal. "Why?"
"Because you aren't going."
"Mom!" Elaine said in a loud voice. "That's ridiculous. I'm married. Besides, you've wanted to meet someone for a long time."
"I have but I don't even know this guy and I only met Derrick once for about thirty seconds. What if they want to get me somewhere private and do bad things to me?" She said it with a straight face but couldn't hold back a laugh. "Seriously though, I won't go if you don't go along to chaperone."
Elaine tried to act indignant but inside she was elated. "You're insufferable mother," she said. Then added, "All right. I'll ask him."
The following day Elaine went to Derrick's office to see him.
"Did you ask your Mom?"
"Yes, but she said no."
Derrick's face showed his disappointment.
Elaine continued quickly, "She said she would only go if I went along to chaperone. I told her that I couldn't do that. Besides, I know you want to go out with Jerome's sister."
Derrick smiled and said, "Actually, I'd much rather go with you."
Elaine hid her smile. "Won't Jerome's sister be mad?"
"Unfortunately, or maybe I should say fortunately, Jerome asked her and she said she couldn't make it this week. So, I'm willing if you are?"
Elaine acted like she was thinking about it. "I don't know," she said.
"Come on, it'll be fun... and I promise to behave myself." He smiled brightly.
"All right, but it's not a real date for you and I."
"I understand, but we can still have fun can't we?"
"You promise to behave?"
"Scouts honor," he said, holding his fingers up like a Boy Scout. Behind his back, he had his fingers crossed.
Elaine showed up at her mother's house at five-thirty. She had chosen to wear a simple dress that was cute but nothing special. After all, it wasn't a real date.
Sandra was in her bedroom getting dressed when she heard her daughter coming into the house.
"Hi Mom," Elaine called.
"In the bedroom," she answered. "Hi sweetie," she said when Elaine entered. She was sitting at her dresser putting on makeup.
"You all ready for your first date in... let's see, how long has it been... two years?"
"Well, if you consider Henry a real date."
They both laughed.
"I'm really nervous," Sandra said. Then she stood up and turned to her daughter. "How do I look?"
She had on a dark blue short skirt that was very tight on her hips and showed a lot of thigh. On her feet she had four-inch high heels. However, it was what she had on top that shocked Elaine.
"Mother!" Elaine exclaimed. Her eyes were as wide as saucers.
Sandra had on a sheer, white silk blouse. It was so thin that her braless breasts underneath were plainly visible. However, there were two pockets on either side, which covered her nipples.
Sandra said, "Is it too much?"
"Yes," Elaine answered.
"Good, then I'll wear it," she laughed.
"But mother, you're naked under the blouse," Elaine protested.
"Actually, I'm not wearing any underwear either."
"I can't believe you mother," Elaine said with a touch of disapproval.
"So what are you wearing under that dress? I can see you don't have a bra on. What about panties?"
Elaine face flushed.
"I thought so. I can't believe my daughter is going out on a date without panties."
"It's not a date for me," Elaine answered.
"Well, I hate to see what you would wear... or not wear... if it was a real date. I guess you'd go naked."
Finally, Elaine laughed, shaking her head and said, "I don't know what's gotten into us mother dear."
"Nothing," she said sarcastically. "That's why we're naked under our clothes."
Elaine shook her head, but then she had to smile again.
Just then the front doorbell rang.
"Are you ready?" Elaine asked.
"Ready as ever."
The two of them went to the door. Derrick and Jerome were waiting outside. Elaine did the introductions and they got into Derrick's car for the forty-fire minute drive to Jacksonville. Neither of the men missed that Sandra had on a see through blouse.
The four of them chatted as Derrick drove.
Elaine sat with her legs crossed, her skirt drawing high up her thighs. She could see Derrick glancing over. A chill of excitement went through her and in spite of her resolve she turned slightly toward Derrick, giving him an even better view of her bare legs. If she had been wearing panties they would have been wet.
By the time they arrived at the club, everyone had gotten to know each other as well as they could in the short time.
The club was a popular place for couples. Every weekend they had a live band and two for one drinks. Within an hour the four of them were laughing and joking like old friends.
When the two women went to the ladies room, Sandra told her daughter that she liked Jerome a lot.
As the evening wore on, it was becoming apparent that Jerome felt the same way about Sandra. They were laughing a lot and eventually began whispering to one another. On the dance floor, they held each other very close.
"Mom and Jerome seem to have hit it off," Elaine said as she danced with Derrick.
"I'll say," he answered and nodded toward the two of them in the corner of the dance floor.
Elaine looked and was shocked to see that they were kissing. She felt Derrick pull her closer. She didn't resist and placed her head on his shoulder. Her body temperature began to rise as she felt Derrick's strong body pressed to hers and his hands slip down to the top of her buttocks. She wondered if he could tell that she didn't have panties on. The thought excited her and she felt juice begin to drip from her sex lips. She began to worry that it was going to run down her legs so she asked if they could take a break.
When they arrived back at the booth, Derrick slid in next to Elaine, his thigh touching hers. The waitress arrived and they ordered another round of drinks. Derrick was only drinking soda because he was driving.
Jerome appeared at the table. "Could I borrow the car keys? Sandra wants to get some air."
"Sure," Derrick answered and handed his friend the keys.
When he left, Elaine said, "Why does he need the car keys for them to get air?"
Derrick looked at her incredulously. "I don't think its air they really want."
It suddenly dawned on Elaine. "Oh," she exclaimed. She couldn't believe her mother was going out to the car to neck like some teenager.
Derrick leaned close to Elaine, placing his hand on her bare thigh. Then he turned to her, moving toward her lips.
Elaine thought about resisting his kiss but the alcohol and his closeness clouded her judgment. She moaned softly as their lips touched. Her head was spinning as his tongue entered her mouth and his hand began to move up her thighs. Her thighs opened in an unconscious invitation and she felt his fingers getting very close to her wet and swollen lips. She gasped and closed her thighs when the tip of his finger touched her vagina. She squirmed and began to push him away when his finger slipped inside her wet hole. "Oh God, don't Derrick," she gasped.
Suddenly, the sound of the waitress clearing her throat interrupted the two.
Derrick casually pulled his hand from between her legs and turned to the waitress. He paid for the drinks and the smiling woman left. "Where were we," Derrick said.
Elaine had found her control again. "Behave," she said as gently as she could.
The two of them went back to the dance floor for several dances. When they came back to the table, Sandra and Jerome had returned.
"Uh... Jerome and I would like to leave," Sandra said somewhat breathlessly. Her hair was messed up and her makeup was smeared.
"Okay," Derrick said, figuring it was their date and not his. He was a little disappointed to be leaving so early. However, when he looked at his watch, he realized that it was almost eleven thirty.
Elaine looked at her mother's disheveled appearance and was pretty sure she knew what she and Jerome had been doing in the car. She caught her mother's glance and gave her a disapproving frown.
Chapter 6
The car was barely off the parking lot when Elaine heard a moan come from the back seat. She turned to look at Derrick, afraid to look back, and saw a smile on his face. His eyes were looking into the rear view mirror. As much as Elaine wanted to look into the back, she kept her eyes forward. However, when she saw Derrick reach up and turn the mirror toward her, she couldn't help herself. A gasp escaped her lips when she saw that Jerome was kissing her mother and his hand appeared to be between her legs. Immediately her eyes turned from the mirror and she stared straight ahead, her face turning bright red. Unfortunately, she couldn't close her ears to the smacking of lips and the quiet groans of pleasure. Her heart was suddenly pounding in her chest and she felt her already swollen lips pulsing.
Derrick took the opportunity to reach over and place his hand on her thigh. She jumped but didn't immediately remove his hand. He was encouraged by that and began to slide his hand up her thigh.
Elaine was paralyzed with excitement and fear. The continual moans coming from the back seat were making her crazy with desire. She watched Derrick's hand disappear under her dress. When the fingers reached the top of her thighs, just inches from her sex, she reached down and grabbed his hand. "Derrick," she whispered.
Derrick smiled but didn't remove his hand. He held it still until he felt her grip relaxing. When it did, he moved the inch he needed.
"Uhhhh!!!" Elaine gasped and tightened her grip on his hand again. However, it was too late; his fingers had found her wet lips. She felt him slowly prying them open until he could slip one, then two fingers inside her. Fearing that she was going to climax right there, she forced his hand from under her dress.
Derrick was not discouraged. He reached for her hand and pulled it to his lap, placing it on the bulge in his slacks.
Elaine's eyes grew wide when she felt Derrick's erection under her hand. As shocked as she was, she didn't pull her hand away. Then, as if she didn't have control of her hand, she squeezed him, feeling his penis throb in her grip. The sound of Derrick's voice startled her.
"Take it out," he said in an excited whisper.
She turned her head and looked at him. There was a wide grin on his face, but he appeared to be concentrating on driving.
When Elaine didn't move, Derrick reached for his zipper and quickly pulled it down.
The rasp of the zipper in the quiet car startled Elaine. Yet, she still didn't pull her hand away. Instead, she let Derrick push her hand into the opening of his slacks. Another gasp escaped her lips when she realized that he wasn't wearing underwear. Suddenly she found her hand wrapped around the hot shaft of his very hard penis. Her breathing increased and her heart continued to pound in her chest. She could feel her face growing hotter. The itch between her legs turned to throbs of excitement.
Derrick grabbed Elaine's wrist and encouraged her to pull his penis from his pants. A moan escaped his lips when it slipped out into the open.
Elaine looked down. A rush of excitement went through her when she saw the long black shaft jutting from the opening of Derrick's slacks. A loud groan from the back seat forced her eyes to the mirror again. This time her mouth opened in shock when she saw her mother's legs wrapped around Jerome's shoulders and his head was buried between her legs. Her mother's head was thrown back in pleasure as her hands pressed the back of Jerome's head.
"Damn," Derrick suddenly hissed.
Elaine turned forward and saw that they had arrived at her mother's house.
There was a rustling noise from the back seat as Sandra and Jerome hurried to straighten their clothes. As soon as the car stopped in the driveway, Sandra pulled Jerome out of the car. She held his hand as she leaned toward the side window to talk to her daughter.
Elaine saw that her mother's hair was a mess and her clothes were askew. Her blouse was hastily buttoned but in the wrong holes. Her skirt was twisted. "Mother!" Elaine gasped.
Sandra smiled at her daughter as she looked into the car. "My goodness, you weren't lying were you?" she gasped when she saw Derrick's long shaft in her daughter's hand.
In the confusion and excitement, Elaine had forgotten that she was holding Derrick's penis. Her face turned bright red and her mouth opened but nothing came out. She would have pulled her hand away but Derrick was still holding her wrist.
"You two have fun," Sandra said. "I know we will." With that she pulled Jerome along behind her as she rushed into the house.
Elaine sat in stunned silence, still holding Derrick's pulsing penis.
As soon as Sandra and Jerome were gone, Derrick pulled Elaine's lips to his. His tongue slipped into her mouth bringing a moan from them both.
After a long kiss, Elaine wrenched her mouth from his. "Derrick, please," she gasped. She could see that his face was a mask of lust.
Derrick reached a hand up to Elaine's head and began to gently pull it down.
At first, Elaine resisted, wondering what he wanted. As the pressure continued, she realized that he was pushing her mouth toward his penis. She heard him whisper, "Suck me." Elaine was suddenly breathing very hard as she watched Derrick's long penis come closer and closer to her mouth. She had never sucked a penis before. While she had tried with John, he never seemed to be interested and in fact, said it was dirty. She didn't know if she agreed with him but she never pressed the subject. However, now Derrick wanted her to take him into her mouth.
Derrick increased the pressure until Elaine's mouth was but an inch from his swollen head. Then, he paused. He didn't want to force her because wanted her to do it on her own.
Elaine was trembling now. She had never been this close to a penis. In fact, she was close enough to smell the musk. It wasn't an unpleasant smell and she found that it made her vagina throb. She moved her head down until her lips touched the soft skin of the head, where she paused, her lips tightly closed. Then she felt a renewed pressure on the back of her head. She slowly opened her mouth and felt the large head spreading her lips. Suddenly her head began moving downward on its own now. There was a ringing in her ears that almost blocked out the sound of Derrick's moan as her lips stretched to circle the large crown of his penis. First she tasted the sweet, clear juice that was streaming from the slit. Then she tasted the saltiness of his penis. The two combined to send waves of pleasure through her like she had never experienced.
Inside the house, Sandra and Jerome were in a passionate embrace. When Sandra pulled away, her hands went to Jerome's shirt. Her fingers trembled as she unbuttoned each button before pushing the shirt from his shoulders. Then she slipped to her knees in front of the tall man. Without a word she opened his belt and pulled down his zipper, letting his pants fall to the floor. Now she was staring at the large bulge in his white briefs. There was a wet stain on the front where his penis had leaked his pre-cum juice. Sandra moaned and leaned forward to lick the swollen head under the wet cotton. She smiled when she heard Jerome groan in excitement. She continued to lick until the material was soaked with her saliva and his juice. When she had teased both of them enough she pulled his shorts down.
"Oh God," Jerome moaned when he glanced down and saw the pretty woman kneeling at his feet. Her eyes were open wide and staring at his hard, black penis.
Unlike her daughter, Sandra had sucked her husband off many times. In fact, when she had her affair with Jason, it was her favorite thing to do. She would literally suck him for an hour or more, until he was mad with desire. Then she would pull away and lick him again. She was pretty sure that Jerome wouldn't last that long though. But that was okay because she wanted... needed his cum. It had been several years since she had tasted the sweet juice from a man's balls.
"Suck me," Jerome hissed.
Sandra smiled as she grabbed his shaft and brought it down to her lips. She tickled the tip with her tongue before running it around the head and under the crown. With little butterfly flicks, she circled the head, touching every inch of the tender skin below the ridge.
Jerome was too excited to be teased now. He grabbed Sandra's head and pushed his hips forward, forcing his shaft into her mouth.
Sandra gagged in surprise but quickly recovered. She pushed Jerome's hips back and wrapped her hand around the shaft. She sucked the head as her hand began to pump the shaft. Within seconds she could feel Jerome begin to tense. She knew what was coming and she was almost insane with need for it.
"Ohhhhhh Gooooodddddd!!!" Jerome screamed as the head of his penis exploded inside her mouth. It felt like his balls were going to explode as well as they sent a torrent of cum flying up the shaft and into Sandra's sucking mouth.
"Mmmmmm," Sandra moaned when she felt her mouth filling with his sweet juice. She let several volleys' of cum fill her mouth before she swallowed. A convulsion shook her body and she was transported back to another time and place. Although the man was different, the taste and the feel were the same. The hot, thick juice coated her mouth before sliding down her throat. As the next shot filled her mouth, she began to climax. As pulse after pulse sent his pent up sperm into her willing mouth, pleasure exploded inside her head. Her knees trembled and she almost fell to the floor as her body was racked with waves of pleasure. Somehow she managed to hang on until Jerome's balls were empty and his penis began to shrink.
"That's it," Derrick hissed as Elaine began to move her head up and down on his shaft. He could tell that she was not experienced in oral sex but he would not have believed that she had never sucked a man before.
Elaine was lost in a world that she had never experienced. The smell, taste, and warmth of Derrick penis assaulted her senses. She forgot that she was in her mother's driveway, sucking off a man. Every sense she had was focused on the pleasure of sucking him. Nothing else mattered.
"Yes, yes, yes," Derrick gasped as his hips began to lift from the seat. As he neared his climax, he wondered if he should warn her. A low hiss came from his lips. "I'm going to cum."
Elaine didn't hear him. Yet, she sensed that he was about to cum. She could feel his penis throbbing in her hand and the head had grown larger in her mouth. Her first thought was to pull her mouth away. However, before she could, Derrick's penis blasted his cum deep into her mouth. When she suddenly tried to pull away, she felt Derrick's hands on the back of her head, encouraging her to remain where she was. With a groan of surrender she stopped struggling and allowed her mouth to fill with his seed.
As Elaine sucked Derrick's cream into her mouth, her mother was doing the same thing inside the house not fifty feet away.
Elaine held Derrick's sperm in her mouth until her cheeks bulged. For a second she though of letting it run out. But then she swallowed. She squeezed her legs together as a climax shook her very core. She swallowed once, then twice, and then a third time. Each time, her mouth filled again. It seemed to be a never ending well that was pumping juice into her mouth.
Derrick caressed Elaine's head lovingly as he felt his penis begin to shrink inside her mouth. He knew that she had swallowed everything. He couldn't remember a woman ever being able to do that.
As the excitement of the moment began to fade, the reality of what she had done began to set in for Elaine. She had lost control and sucked off a man in a car, in her mother's driveway... where the neighbors could have seen her. Neighbors that she knew. Not to mention the fact that she was a married woman.
She quickly pulled away from Derrick, wiping the back of her hand nervously across her still wet mouth. Her face showed anger as she sat up in the seat. "I have to get home. The babysitter expects me to be home by one," she said, her voice trembling with emotion.
"Elaine... uh... listen I... uh," Derrick stuttered. He had no idea what he was going to say. He wasn't drunk so he had no excuse
"I have to get home," Elaine said again with anger in her voice. She wasn't mad at Derrick... she was mad at herself because she had lost control again.
Derrick tried to kiss her but she turned away. He got out to open her door and then walked her to her car. Without a word she backed out of the driveway and was gone.
Chapter 7
Back inside the house, Sandra was in heaven. She was sitting on Jerome's naked lap on the sofa with her arms wrapped around his neck. She still had her clothes on. "So do you like my blouse?" she asked.
"Are you kidding? You tits were driving me crazy all night," Jerome answered. He reached up and began to unbutton the blouse. "Now I want to see them in the flesh," he laughed. When he had the blouse opened, he pushed it aside and bared her large tits. "Gorgeous," he gasped as he lifted one large orb to his lips.
"Mmmmm," Sandra moaned as she held his head to her now heaving chest. She let him suck one nipple before pulling it away and letting him have the other. At the same time she felt his hand slipping between her legs. She spread them as far as her skirt would allow.
Jerome's fingers found her swollen sex and one slipped inside.
"Oh God baby, let's go to my bedroom." With that Sandra got up and grabbed Jerome's hand to lead him down the hall. As soon as they were in her bedroom, she pushed him onto the bed until he was lying on his back. His penis had grown again and was standing tall. Sandra quickly stripped off her blouse and skirt. She stood at the side of the bed for a moment, enjoying the site of her soon to be lover as he laid naked on her bed... a bed she had only once shared with anyone else... and it was another black man. Her eyes roamed down his strong chest to his trim waist and the bulging stomach muscles. When they reached his penis a chill went through her. It wasn't incredibly long but it was thick, with veins that were bulging and pulsing from the hot blood pumping through them. His clear pre-cum juice trickled down the dark shaft in a steady stream, making the chocolate skin sparkle. His large balls squirmed in their sacks as if the sperm was ready to boil.
Sandra was trembling as she climbed onto the bed and straddled his waist. "God, I can't wait to get this cock in me," she gasped.
"Put it in," Jerome whispered excitedly.
Sandra reached between her legs and found his wide shaft. She centered the head on her more than ready hole. Then she slowly moved her hips in a circle, teasing the tip of his penis. She pushed down a little, letting the head barely have access to her warm insides. Then she pulled back, smiling at Jerome's moan of frustration.
"You're driving me crazy," Jerome hissed as he reached for Sandra's hips and tried to pull her down.
Sandra resisted, lifting up until she was on her feet and squatting over his shaft. When she was positioned over his penis, she allowed the head to enter her slightly before she quickly pulled away again. She kept that up until she too couldn't take anymore. This time when she let the head enter, she moved down, taking a couple of inches of the shaft into her. Her juice began to run down the shaft and across Jerome's balls. She took a deep breath and held it. Then she forced all of her weight down, taking the entire shaft into her body. "Ahhhhheeeeee!!!" she screamed as the fat shaft spread the walls of her warm hole until the head banged into her cervix. She gasped and trembled and tried to catch her breath. Every inch of his penis was inside her, stretching her hole like she hadn't felt in years.
Jerome was crazed with desire now. He was not to be denied and lifted her hips with his hands before bringing her down again. This time they both groaned in pleasure as her tight vagina caressed his shaft like a warm glove.
"Oh God, fuckkkk meeeee!!!" Sandra screamed. She lifted up and dropped down again, her ass cheeks slapping loudly on Jerome's strong thighs. Up and down and up and down she moved until the room was filled with the sloppy sounds of their overheated sex organs.
The room now echoed with the moans and cries of the two lovers as they worked each other into a sweat.
Sandra began to climax almost immediately. It had been building since she had first taken the swollen head into her vagina. It started deep inside her and rushed up her body to explode like skyrockets. Her hips moved up and down in a blur as her body convulsed in pleasure. Her mouth was open as if to scream but only grunts of pleasure came out.
Jerome smiled as he watched Sandra use him. His large hands held onto her ass cheeks, helping her move up and down. He knew that he could go on for a long time since he had climaxed so recently. When he felt Sandra begin to climax for a second time, he doubled his efforts, pushing his hips upward with each of her down thrusts. Then, when he felt her trembling begin to slow, he flipped her over. Suddenly he was on top of her and his hips were pile-driving into her, his muscular ass moving up and down rapidly.
Sandra was delirious. She wrapped her legs around Jerome and held on for dear life. Her body was like a rag doll as Jerome's superior strength consumed her. The bedsprings groaned under the frantic movement and threatened to give out. The headboard slammed into the wall with each thrust of Jerome's hips. When Sandra thought she could climax no more, another one began. She dug her fingernails into Jerome's ass cheeks, urging him to fuck her harder. "Ahhhhhhheeeee," she screamed, the sound of her voice barely audible over the slapping sounds of her lovers balls, the squeaking of the bed springs, and his thighs hitting her ass
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