Her Secret Fuck and Her Husband's Fantasy Part Two

*What Tom did not know.* In actuality, the truth of the story was that Louise had actually been fucked in the Pontiac that day so many years ago. Besides not admitting that fact to her husband, Louise had also neglected to tell Tom one other thing. The man had been black. Louise had been told by Tom, no rides with guys that want to try out the car unless I am there. If he had known that not only had she ridden along with a strange man, but that he was black, Tom would have been more than a little bit upset. But he had seemed nice, a nice black older man with silver hair who was polite, and courteous, and had given no sign that he might try force fucking her. So Louise had taken an chance, and as a result, what Tom had hinted could happen to her, had happened. When he had been glancing over at her legs, Louise had found it to be very stimulating, more so than she had admitted to Tom. Then had come the possibility of being raped and impregnated by a black man or having to suck a black dick. When the man offered her the choice of fuck or suck, she of course had chosen suck. Louise had swallowed his come, just like she had related to Tom in her story, but, as he continued to finger her pussy, getting Louise incredibly wet, she paused from her cleanup of his penis with her tongue and asked if he had any rubbers. The man laughed and said so what? If he wanted to fuck her no matter what she chose, he could do it without a rubber. Louise told him that might be true, but if he would wear a rubber and promise to be gentle with her, then she would give him a fuck that came from a willing partner. The stranger knew exactly what Louise was implying. A fuck from a willing partner meant that she would fuck him and go for all the pleasure that could be given and received. Best of all, she was some white man?s wife! His peter became fully erect immediately, surprising Louise because she was still holding it. He agreed. Reaching into his back pocket he pulled out his wallet and opened it to remove a rubber that he had been storing. When Louis spotted it, she slowly pulled her skirt up, revealing her white cotton panties, which were soaking wet. He turned in the seat and reached under her ass. Louise raised her hips and he pulled her panties down and off her legs. For the first time, he pulled his pants down, going to just above his knees. Louise saw his testicles now for the first time, and as she had suspected, they were large, the combined pouch being somewhere in size between a baseball and softball. She could not help but to wonder about how he was able to walk around with that dangling between his legs. Louise watched carefully as he struggled to roll the rubber down over his penis. His thick black cock was actually too wide for the rubber, and Louise expressed her concern by asking if there were a possibility that the rubber might break. He said no, that these rubbers were pretty strong, but since this was the only rubber he had with him, they would have to make it last. He added that he would stretch it to fit by stroking his penis a few times after the rubber was all the way on. Louise watched attentively as he rolled the rubber all the way into the top of his pubic hair. Unlike when her husband put on a rubber, there was nothing left to unroll. This man?s dick was long enough to fill the entire rubber, with maybe half an inch of dick hidden in the hairs left over. Making sure that Louise was watching, he gave his penis a couple of strokes to loosen up the rubber around his penis and make it more closely fit his form. Louise was fascinated, because this man, unlike Tom, was uncircumcised. She had not realized it when she had blown him, because the skin had been back and stayed back. Now, it was moving forward, completely covering the head in the process, and exposing the head to view when he pulled the skin back. The rubber stayed with his foreskin as he stroked it, and the rubber folded under the skin as it moved up and over the thick knob "Now the rubber is stretched to fit baby, Let?s get about our business." Yes, she wanted to get down to business. Without being asked, she quickly bent down and placed her mouth over the tip of his penis. She tasted rubber briefly as she allowed a blob of spit drop onto his cock, and she used her tongue to spread it over his head. He laughed. "I figured you were probably already wet enough." As he climbed onto his knees between her legs and allowed his trousers to drop down to around his ankles, Louise was trembling. She was wet, that was true. But she wanted as much lubrication as possible between his penis and her little pussy. A strange man, a strange black man with a frightfully huge cock was about to invade her body, stretching her and possibly hurting. Still, she wanted to try this. He smiled at the way she was staring down at his rubber wrapped penis. "This is your lucky day honey. By sucking me off first, you took away that initial burst of energy. When I begin fucking you now, I can make it last and last." At first, Louise did not necessarily want it to last and last. She just wanted to experience in her pussy this huge, strange penis that she already knew so well. She was so aroused that her climax was virtually guaranteed. She wanted a quickie, no more. Later, she would change her mind. Suddenly, the mood was changed. He went from being totally physical and controlling to almost romantic. He began by moving his lips to hers and kissing her gently, much more gently than the other times he had kissed her. Louise responded. He played with her pussy with one hand while their tongues did ring around the rosy. Louise found herself responding to everything he was doing. His fingers, his lips, his tongue, all came into play. The way he was speaking to her changed as well, from gruff and rough to soft and gentle. After they ended the kiss, he placed her hand on his dick and softly asked Louise how many cocks she had been fucked by before today. Louise felt foolish and her face turned red as she admitted, well, actually, only by her husband?s. Her heart pounding, Louise squeezed and stroked this thick and long hunk of black meat that she hoped would give her the pleasure that until now, she thought she might have been missing. Her interest and desire for his cock was quite obvious to the man. He laughed and bragged. He already knew the answer by the way she was studying, no, rather, * admiring* his penis. Still, he wanted to hear her answer. "It?s bigger than your old man?s, isn?t it?" That was the first time any mention had been made of his obvious size. She couldn?t meet his eyes as she answered, but her hand gave him a nice stroke, going all the way up and down again. "Yes, a *lot* bigger." He laughed, "Longer, thicker, or both?" Unconsciously, she licked her upper lip with her tongue just before answering. "Both. That?s why I want you to be gentle with me." For just a second, his old voice and manner returned. * "Well baby, today you might find out what it is like to be fucked by a real man, a black man." *He grinned at her, saw the look of disappointment perhaps that he was degrading her husband, then changed his demeanor and tone as* *he spoke more gently to her, "I plan to make you come like you have never come." When he shoved two fingers into her pussy and kissed her again, Louise excitedly squeezed and stroked the hot dick that filled her hand so completely. Soon it would be working into her, and hopefully not hurting her in the process. It was then that Louise remembered; she had lost her virginity to Tom in this very automobile. Worse, it had been in exactly the same position, with her sitting in the passenger seat and Tom on his knees and between her legs. That night was still vivid in her memory. Now, just a couple of years later, Louise was once again sitting naked on the spot, the blood spot that they had not gotten completely clean after she had lost her cherry to Tom?s invading penis. Tom had laughed when Louise had tried to clean it and said that it should remain so that they could remember. By the time Louise had tried to remove it the next day, the blood had long been dried. She had gotten some of it out, but the spot remained. Now, she was about to fuck her second man in the same place. Was this a weird twist of fate? Louise did not know, but she was about to find out what another man would feel like. This time he moved his entire body closer, and Louise raised her legs and wrapped them around his hips. Her arms went around him and she once again met his lips with hers as his face drew near. This was strange, this kiss. After several forced kisses before, she was kissing him again, this time willingly. It was strange. He was a stranger to her, she felt nothing towards him mentally, yet she wanted this man, oh so very much. She met his tongue with a strong tongue of her own, kissing him back in a way that let him know she was craving this. He was feeling around down there. His hand fondled her pussy as they kissed. His tongue was wrapping itself almost around hers. He fooled around some more, and then she felt him place his knob at the entrance to her vagina. Louise was wet now, very wet. Maybe it would be all right. Her voice quivered as Louise reminded him once again to be gentle with her because she had never had a penis this large. She hated saying that, and it felt strange to use the word ?penis? to a stranger, but what she was asking was true. Besides, admitting that he was giving her something she had never experienced before seemed to make this all that much more exciting. And it was for him as well.* "Don?t worry baby. First thing I?ll do will be to rub my head all around your pussy to get this rubber wet so it?ll slip in easier."* Louise moaned softly when she felt his penis being moved smoothly up and down through her slit. Even now, with him not trying to enter her, she could tell that it was going to feel different from Tom?s penis by the way it was spreading her lips. When everything seemed to be slippery, he put his knob at her entrance again. It was time. Then, instead of shoving it in, he pulled it away and felt around with his hand a little more. She felt his fingers feel around her lips, and it tickled. Then he paused for about 5 seconds more and grinned as he looked into her eyes. As Louise held her breath, she could feel her heart pounding. What is he waiting for? "Are you ready for it?" He had a very ornery look in his eyes as he looked into her face. "Yes. Be gentle please. At least at first." Louise sensed that this man even if he now wanted to be romantic, was going to demonstrate his penis to her in many ways, and some of them might not be so gentle. Apparently, he wasn?t listening, or maybe he had a sadistic streak because without warning he pushed, and Louise groaned loudly. "*Ooooooh, Oooooh*! Wanting to simulate an almost rape, he had shoved it almost halfway in on the first stroke, brutally opening her wide as his big purple knob passed completely through her tight lips. So much for his being gentle with her. It had been uncomfortable for a moment, but not painful like Louise had expected. She held her breath and waited for his next push. "Now I?ve taken your cherry." Louise understood, and answered simply, "Yes." In a way she understood his meaning. They were first time lovers, and it was her first time to take a penis, a large and black penis. She squeezed him a little tighter with her arms. In response, he paused and placed his lips onto hers again. Louise responded passionately as he began to pump, going deeper with each stroke. Even though he went about an inch or so further in with each forward movement, it took another five strokes before he was buried. Louise?s body was trembling visibly by the time his large testicles were lying on her upraised ass. He held still for a moment, and Louise raised her legs higher, going around his waist after determining that she was going to be able to handle his length. When he began moving, the thickness was another matter. He was almost hurting her as he drug his thick tool in and out. Yes, it was a*lmost* hurting, but not quite. Louise was whimpering with pleasure and getting close to orgasm when she felt his peter begin throbbing after only a dozen strokes. * He?s coming already! * No, no, not yet, please. He has already come once! He even said that it was going to last a long time, and now this, this disappointment. She was thinking it, but did not voice her thoughts out loud. But she had never felt Tom come this hard. She wrapped her arms tightly around him and moaned, letting him know that she could feel his orgasm. He quit pumping when his orgasm was finished. Louise could feel his hardness break. She took a deep breath and sighed. Darn, if he had only lasted, it might have been my best orgasm ever. "Don?t worry baby," he said. "I could tell you were getting close, but you surprised me. Your pussy is so tight I couldn?t hold back any longer, even after I already came in your mouth. I?ll get hard in just a minute and we can go again." There was hope after all. He can get hard again? "I?d like that. Thank you." Even with him being part way down, she could still feel him. Louise felt pretty wet down there, and expressed fear that the rubber might come off. He assured her that the rubber would stay on as long as he did not go all the way soft. He kissed her, and Louise again responded with passion. She wanted him and with her kisses she was willing him to get hard again. * She needed to come, needed it bad. * He stayed hard enough, and then after another minute she could feel him grow to full size once again. The second round lasted much longer. He opened her blouse and pulled her bra up and over her tits. Using his hands and lips, he fondled, caressed and sucked her globes while continuing to stroke into her pussy. "Damn these are nice white tits! I can?t get enough of them. I love these pink nipples." Then he decided to take advantage of the bench seat. He grabbed Louise and twisted her around, lying her head towards the steering wheel. He climbed onto the seat, and although it was tight in the area around their legs he was able to penetrate her and bury himself. Yes, Louis liked this. She placed her right leg up high and almost curved it over the back of the front seat. She was opened wide for him now, and after he had placed his right knee up on the seat she was able to wrap her left leg around him. This was almost as good as being on a bed. Several minutes went by while they humped and kissed. Sweat was pouring off their bodies in streams. They were totally involved with one another and did not notice a middle-aged white man standing near the car. The windows were down, and he had heard them, mainly Louise, before he could even see the car. He had come around the picnic pavilion and discovered them in the act, and just in time to the black man commenting on her titties. When they came, the man was intending to come with them, because his dick was out and in his hand. From several feet away and looking through the passenger window, he could see her two legs in the air, the back of the man?s head and Louise?s arms around the man. In order to see more, he daringly moved closer, so that he could look right into the window. He got an eyeful. The man had his head on his right side of Louise, so her eyes were being blocked from seeing the man looking down at her. But he could see a lot. Their audience could see not only her lovely left tit, but their genitals as well. He actually stuck his head inside the car and looked down under the man?s ass. He could see the man?s shiny black balls swinging back and forth and up and down as the man pumped into Louise. The balls were blocking his view whenever the man went deep into Louise, but each time he pulled back and up the man outside could see her pussy. Her lips were all stretched wide by that fucking cock that apparently was feeling so good based upon the noises she was making. Gee, she is taking a big black one, no wonder she is being so noisy. His hand began stroking faster. Louise?s body stiffened. Not even realizing she was saying it, the words came out; "Fuck me, Oh yes, fuck me honey. Feed that big peter to me." Silver hair smiled down at her, realizing that he had turned this little housewife into a slut. He kept pumping, varying his moves and twisting his hips in order to probe every corner of her stretched vagina. Louise was moaning in a way that made it sound almost like she was crying. And in fact she was. She was crying out for joy. Louis hugged him tight and wriggled her hips. This was the one. This would be the orgasm to end all orgasms. Close, close. Whimpering now, Louise dug her fingers into his ass, and he responded with still longer strokes. Louise groaned loudly. At last, at last! Tears of joy in her eyes, Louise came powerfully, her pussy flooding his balls and the seat of her car with juices that flowed, and flowed some more as her orgasm seemed to go on and on. The spot on the seat, or maybe near *that *spot, was wet again, only this time it was not from blood. Their audience could see it all as he stared with wide eyes. He could see how her lips had changed in color, going from pink to red as the blood flowed in during her orgasm. She was squirming under the man and using her pussy to fuck back at him. He had stopped moving, possibly to hold off his orgasm, and it was obvious that she wanted more. Silver hair gave her a minute to catch her breath, and started again. This time he pulled her legs higher, and she felt him slip a wet finger into her rear. It was just the tip of a finger, and it felt so good. Strangely, she had never really cared for that when Tom tried it, but it felt good now. She had just been given the orgasm to end all, and she wanted more. If he wanted to finger her ass, so be it. The man outside was watching the finger in her ass. He could not help but look up at the asshole on the black man. It looked pretty inviting, and the spectator wished that he were a welcome visitor. For if he was, he would have welcomed the chance to fuck that ass that looked so good as it moved up and down, with muscles that flexed so visibly. The spectator was not gay, but he was hard, and he could see a hole going to waste. Silver-hair waited for her. He pumped slowly and deeply. He talked to Louise and told her what a good fuck she was. Louise responded with a similar comment to him, and shyly admitted that she had just had her best orgasm ever. He laughed and said that cheating seemed to agree with her. Then he added that maybe they could do even better on her second time around. Strangely, the word cheating had registered on her consciousness for a brief second, and then the guilt had faded into obscurity with his next stroke. The man outside had heard the word *cheating.* Wow, this made what he was seeing all the more exciting. While she is fucking this black man with the big cock, is she cheating on a husband, or merely a boyfriend? Apparently she was fucking a strange man, someone whom she was not supposed to be with. Who was she cheating on, a boy friend or a husband? He didn?t have to wait long for his answer. "Talk to me baby. Cheating is growing on you, isn?t it? Tell me how much you like this cock, the cock that is so much bigger than your white husband?s and stretches you out so good*. You?re getting fucked and worked over by a strange black cock. You like it don?t you? Go on, say it."* To their visitor, it seemed almost like the man on the woman knew he was there and was putting on a show for him. He didn?t know they had a viewer of course, but the effect was the same. The man outside was excited beyond words. "Tell me how much you like cheating on your husband with a stranger?s big black cock. It?s music to my ears baby." Tears in her eyes, Louise came out with what he wanted to hear. As she started talking, the words began flowing freely. She began talking in a manner such as a porn writer might be placing words into her mouth. Surprisingly, it wasn?t that difficult for her to say. "Oh yes, I love fucking you and I love your big black cock. I can?t believe that I?m cheating and loving it. Your dick is much bigger than I?m used to. I don?t know why I?ve waited this long to try someone new." Unbelievably, after admitting it, that he was bigger than her husband and then being forced to admit that it felt better, it actually was better for Louise this time. "How long were you waiting? I mean, how long have you been married, since you say you have been waiting so long?" Louise giggled. It?s not really all that long, I guess. We?ve been married almost two years, but we dated for a couple of years before that." Silver hair laughed confidently. "Well, now you?ll have to be making decisions about your future. Do you stick with your husband, or do you go out looking for more big peter? But I think you?ll discover that if you stick to white guys that finding another big cock is not all that easy. You might have to try out several guys before you find one." Louise was very firm with her answer. "This is a one-time thing only. You caught me unprepared. I won?t be doing this again, ever. Not as long as I?m married!" He laughed. "Time will tell. But you?re not sorry about today, are you?" His tone at the end of the sentence was more of a statement than a question. He knew. She was enjoying herself big time. "Yes. I have to admit it. This is, this is really feeling good." "Will you be thinking about me the next time your husband fucks you? Do you think you?ll be able to keep your secret and act like he still feels big enough to you?" "I?ll have no choice in the matter, I guess. But maybe, when I think of you while he?s in me, it will help get me off." "Yeah baby. That?s what I want. I want you to be thinking of me while you?re pumping away under him and trying to come. Now kiss me." Louise responded passionately, kissing him with all the feelings she could muster and at the same time wrapping her arms tightly around him. Her hips were moving under him, meeting him stroke for stroke. Silver hair spent a lot of time working on her. He teased her, letting her get close, and then changing his technique. He did this several times until finally, Louise begged him to fuck her hard and fast. He responded with powerful strokes, taking her breath away as he slammed his cock into her. Louise could feel his big hairy balls slapping against her buttocks. His finger continued to probe her ass, not going deep, just teasing her with the tip. This time, he groaned loudly as he came with her. Their cries of pleasure seemed to intermingle, and they became one. The man outside could see it all. He could see Louise?s pussy and her contractions around the thrusting cock. But even better, he could see silver hair?s anus, and the way it was opening and closing as he came. The man was fascinated. If this guy was coming as hard down there, in her as hard as it looked from up here around his asshole, he must really be shooting a load. They were both soaking wet when they finally came down from the second orgasm to end all orgasms. She found herself thanking him, unashamedly saying it out loud. Chuckling softly, he kissed her lightly and slowly pulled his penis out. It was semi-hard. Despite that, it still tugged at her lips as the knob on the end of his shaft came out. He climbed off of Louise, and she sat up. In the meantime the man outside moved away, still within earshot, but out of sight now. He had waited, dangerously, for a look at that pussy as the dick pulled out. It had been an amazing sight. She had remained open for the briefest of times, but it had been long enough that he had been provided with a nice look inside. There had been so much pinkness, and so much cum to see. But then he had to move really quick to get out of sight before silver hair had sat up and turned around. That was when the fear started. Louise happened to glance down for a look at the black man?s penis that had been responsible for all that pleasure. *No rubber*! What? Why? Had it fallen off immediately when he pulled out? She looked down and saw the unrolled rubber lying on the edge of the seat. There was no come inside it, none at all. His huge loads, both of them, had been injected directly into her pussy. She might now be pregnant from a stranger, a black stranger that had in effect, raped her. The rapport that had been established, so strongly established between them, disappeared in a flash. When Louise tearfully accused him, asking how would she ever be able to live with the knowledge that she might be carrying a black child that everyone would know did not come from her husband, he laughed, and said that fucking with a rubber was like not actually fucking. Skin to skin or not at all, he smirked. When they had started kissing, he had removed the rubber when he had been fiddling around down below. He treated it like some kind of joke, telling her that now she would always remember how he had filled her pussy with two hot loads and put them in so deep that it would take hours to drain out. Yes, thought the man standing outside, who had heard the entire conversation. She would never forget that fuck, especially if she ended up pregnant with a black baby. Be interesting to see how she could explain that fact from her husband. And as for himself, he would never forget how he had shot his load all over the side of the car as he watched and heard the couple coming. And not just once had he shot his load, but twice. He stole quietly away, leaving several long strings of come running down the passenger door of the Pontiac. The man had enjoyed his show and had shot powerful loads, but later, after thinking about it, it would depress him a little to think about how the woman he had been watching had said how much better that big black cock had felt to her. She had also made a comment about wondering why she had waited so long to try a strange man. He began to wonder about his own wife. How did she feel about that? Did she think about big cocks? Did she ever think about cheating? Did she ever think about trying a black man? Had she ever cheated, period? He wondered. That night he had made love to his wife, paying special attention and making sure he warmed her up good before penetrating her with his average-sized penis. He was able to last because of having climaxed twice that day. She climaxed twice, double her normal number, and went to sleep happy. The husband however, laid awake afterwards. Still, he wondered, had his wife of 12 years ever cheated? She was pretty decent looking, and had great legs. There were times when she had been alone with other men, at work, and on trips. Had another man been inside her at one time or another? It was depressing to think about. Louise had tears in her eyes. Despite having reached three total orgasms, the man asked Louise if she might like to try sitting on him and doing some fucking of her own. Louise wanted to say yes, but her anger was prevalent and she insisted that he take her home. The guilt set in even before the man brought Louise home. Avoiding Tom?s attentions, she lived in fear for the next several days until her period arrived. A day later, the guilt got the best of her, and Louise told Tom the story, the first half of it. That seemed to help, somehow. Telling Tom some details, and omitting the big ones seemed to alleviate some of the guilt. When Tom had seemed turned on at hearing her story, Louise had been tempted to admit all, but never ever that it had been a black man. But if she had admitted to being fucked, Tom might have accused her cheating as well as risking pregnancy. Also, he might not have been willing to believe that she had been forced into it. No, it was better not to tell. But she had not gone without sex for those days. She had masturbated twice while thinking of silver hair and his long and fat black cock. One of the times she had played with herself while alone. The other time, she had actually done it while Tom was sleeping beside her. It had been hard for her to keep quiet during her orgasm. e 10960 2.66/512345