Melissa loved the city. Her husband Dave was attending a
medical convention in town and she had insisted on coming
along. He was busy much of the time with convention
activities, but she had no trouble filling her time with
museums and shopping. Melissa and Dave were quite the yuppie
couple, except that they lived in medium size town in the
Midwest. She was a cute blonde 27 year old with an MBA and a
great job in marketing. He was a handsome doctor a couple of
years older. No kids yet.
Their first night in town they found a wonderful little jazz
club. They spent a long time there drinking a bottle of good
red wine. The staff was very friendly and "cool". A man
stopped by their table and asked if they were happy with
everything in the club. He turned out to be the owner and
they asked him a lot of questions about the performers and the
jazz scene in the city. He went by the nickname "Judge" since
he used to be a lawyer. He said after a few years in big law
firm working himself to death, he decided he would rather own
a jazz a club. He sat with them for quite a while and Melissa
realized she was quite attracted to him. This shocked her a
little bit since he was black.
Dave had to go to the bathroom and while he was gone, Melissa
had the impression that Judge was flirting with her. He
invited her to come back to his club anytime, that he was
almost always there. He said to convey his goodbye to Dave
and then he wandered off to chat with other customers. The
rest of the night and the next day, Melissa was haunted by
him. She had found him very attractive and mysterious. She
lived in a proper Midwestern town, far from little jazz clubs.
Everyone she knew worked from 8 to 5 and wore "business
attire". Melissa was drawn to Judge like a moth to flame.
The next day Dave had convention activities until 9 or 10 in
the evening so Melissa would be on her own until late in the
evening. She had been looking forward to this freedom, but
now she was a little scared of what she might do. She knew
she could stop by Judge's club without having to make excuses
to her husband. She couldn't help thinking about Judge. Her
vagina would get warm and wet when she did. She remembered
long ago when she had last gone to bed with a man for the
first time. She remembered high exciting the first time could
be. She told herself that it was just harmless fantasizing.
She also couldn't help thinking about something her husband
Dave had done a few times. Occasionally during sex they would
talk dirty or kid about things that were a little kinky.
Subconsciously, it was their way of touching on taboo areas.
They got a little kick out of talking about things they would
never do. Melissa kept thinking about how Dave had kidded her
about having sex with other men. She had dismissed it at the
time as harmless, meant mostly to compliment her desirability.
Now she couldn't shake the idea that he might want her to
have sex with another man. Her desire was running so hot that
she was convincing herself that this was true.
About 5:30 she found herself near Judge's club. She lied to
herself that she could just stop in and have a glass of wine
at the bar to unwind.
As she sat at the bar, she had a knot in her stomach, worried
that Judge would show up and worried that he wouldn't. The
club was nearly empty and recorded jazz was playing softly.
Then she saw him making his way to her from over behind the
stage. She could feel her heart beating now. She shouldn't
be here.
They tried to make small talk for a few minutes, but Judge
knew there was only one reason she was here alone. He told
her he had an apartment upstairs that he used when he didn't
want to make the trek home late at night. Perhaps she'd like
to go upstairs and they could talk more comfortably? Melissa
had been trying to fool herself into thinking she had good
intentions, but this was transparent. She swallowed hard and
stood up. All she could say was "OK". The knot in her
stomach pulled a little tighter. She knew she was going to do
something upstairs with Judge that she shouldn't do, but she'd
been daydreaming about it all day.
The apartment was a large comfortable studio with a kitchen in
one corner and a large sitting area with a couch, chair, audio
and video equipment in the foreground. She could see a door
to a bathroom. Dominating her attention, though, was a big
bed in the back. She shivered a little when she saw it.
Melissa had been telling herself all day that she shouldn't
have sex with a stranger. Seeing the big bed scared her a
little. She resolved to stop short of actual screwing. She
reasoned with herself that she could have oral sex with Judge
and it wouldn't be as bad as actually letting another man come
inside of her. The truth was, her most intense fantasy had
been about sucking Judge's cock. The thought of actually
sucking a black man's cock had electrified her. It was
unthinkable where she came from. Flirting with the idea of
doing the unthinkable had enflamed her.
Judge led her to the couch and they sat down. He set his wine
glass on the coffee table and then took Melissa's from her
hand and set it beside his. Melissa was wondering what to say
when Judge leaned toward her and kissed her. She didn't need
to say anything. He was gentle but firm, doing what he
wished. He wasn't taking pleasure from her, though. He was
deriving his pleasure from giving it to her. First kissing
and nibbling at her lips, then kissing her face and neck.
Back to her lips, his tongue softly probing, grazing her teeth
and then touching her own tongue. Kissing deeply now, her
tongue active too, their hands on each others backs, holding
tight. Judge's hands were wandering over her body, caressing
her, first in public places like her shoulder, neck and back.
Soon she felt him in suggestive places, on her thigh and her
hip. She was being made love to, slowly and thoroughly. Each
touch was meant to arouse her a little bit more, get her more
excited and it was working. As he caressed and kissed her,
she longed to feel his touch on her breasts. Her nipples
tingled in anticipation.
The slow approach toward her private places was making Melissa
forget her fears and concentrate on the pleasurable feelings.
She wanted so badly for him to touch her breasts that when he
finally did she let out a long low sigh of relief. A man she
hardly knew was caressing her breast! This brought a welter
of thoughts to her head. Fleetingly, she thought she
shouldn't be doing this. She marveled at how different it
felt when it was a near stranger. She wondered if he thought
her breasts were big enough. She worried that she might not
have chosen the right bra. (She had picked a smooth
insubstantial stretchy one with no padding. A little help
from your bra is OK, but only if it's going to remain hidden.)
Once he had touched her breast, he moved faster, exploring
them a little from outside of her clothes. Then her asked her
to take off her blouse. Her fingers fumbled with the buttons.
She wasn't being passive now, she was uncovering her body for
him, offering him her breasts. She took off her bra too. Her
breasts felt free and light when exposed to the air. She was
dying to feel his hands on her bare flesh. His touch was
gentle, but his hands were large and strong. She looked down
and was struck by the contrast between his dark hand and the
pale mound of her breast. Her nipples stiffened as he rolled
them between his fingers and then suckled them with his lips.
Her breasts were very sensitive and Melissa loved all the
attention he was lavishing on them.
Now that her breasts were getting the attention they craved,
Melissa's anticipation moved to her vagina. She could feel it
was warm and wet already and she could hardly wait for him to
put his hand there.
The muscles in her stomach quivered when he ran his hand up
the inside of her thigh, not quite touching her vagina. "Take
the rest of your clothes off", he whispered. She unbuttoned
her skirt, lifted her hips and slipped it down to her knees.
She pushed her panties after her skirt and both fell to her
ankles. She kicked off her shoes and the skirt and panties
followed. How strange it seemed to her to be sitting naked
next to a fully clothed black man on his couch. His hand went
to her inner thigh again and this time found the warm, wet
center of her passion.
Melissa cried out when he touched her pussy and kept moaning
as he explored it, his fingers dipping into the tight hole,
slipping though and around the folds and finally touching her
clit and drawing another cry from her. He kept massaging the
sensitive little nubbin driving pleasure waves into Melissa's
nervous system. Simultaneously he was suckling her breasts.
She was awash in desire. The pleasure was so intense that she
was now obsessed with Judge's cock. She needed it to distract
herself from the hot waves washing through her body. She
wanted to wrap her hand around it, feel its hardness, length
and girth. She wanted it in her mouth. She wanted it up
inside her pussy too, desperately, but she clung to the idea
that she should not betray her husband by fucking Judge. She
would find satisfaction without intercourse.
She needed to be active instead of passive. Her hand began
groping for Judge's crotch and she soon found a hard shaft
within his pants. Now that she was so hot she was groping for
his cock, he no longer felt the need to tease her. He
unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out into the air. Her
hand wrapped around it immediately and began stroking. She
tried to move her head down into his lap but he didn't let
her. For a little while Judge continued to kiss her breasts
and rub her clit while he enjoyed the feel of her hand
stroking his cock.
Judge stood up and backed away from the couch. He stood
facing her for a moment. She felt vulnerable sitting naked on
the couch with a clothed man looking at her. Then he started
undressing. She couldn't take her eyes off of his cock. It
stood straight out at an upward angle. It looked thick and
long to her, bigger that what she was used to. And it was
black, she had never seen a black cock before. When he too
was naked, he motioned to Melissa. She stood in front of him
and he bent and kissed her deeply. One of his hands held the
back of her head, the other held her tight little butt. Her
hands rested on his back, feeling the muscles ripple
underneath the skin. Her breasts pressed against his chest
and his cock pressed against the softness of her stomach.
When Judge broke the kiss, he rested his hands on her
shoulders and pressed ever so lightly. Melissa sank to her
knees willingly. The frantic edge of her desire had receded
so she could proceed more deliberately now. His cock was
right in front of her and she held it lightly and examined it.
She was now sure, it WAS longer and fatter than her
husband's. That was less important than its color though. It
was very dark which made her perceive it as very different.
It was surprising then, though it certainly shouldn't have
been, that it had the same texture and resilience to the
touch. She was going to lick the tip when she saw a drop of
clear liquid, pre-cum, ooze from the slit. She hesitated, but
then licked the drop deliberately. It was tasteless.
With a little time to reflect, some shyness had returned and
she was slow to envelope his cock. She explored first with
her tongue and lips, reassuring herself that this was a cock
not much different that her husband's and it was nothing to be
scared of.
I haven't seen a cock other than my husband's for over 8
years, Melissa thought. She would never forget the last time
though. She had been 19 and met an absolutely gorgeous guy
one evening and did something she never, ever did, she went to
bed with him the same night and they had steamy, messy, out of
control, several hours long sex. She was sucking his cock
shortly after they both got naked when he came without warning
her. She had never let a guy come in her mouth before so this
was somewhat of a shock. He was holding her head and she
decided not to fight it. She knew from giving hand jobs to
her boyfriend in high school that guys don't want the girl to
quit until they are finished coming, so she kept sucking hard.
Finally the guy sighed and his whole body relaxed and she
knew he was done. She had a mouthful of thick, rank tasting
cum. She was so aroused that she thought, what the hell, and
swallowed it. She was so hot she even licked his cock clean.
They fucked and sucked each other nearly all night long. It
was the most intense sex Melissa had ever had. Unfortunately,
the guy lived far away and she had started going with her
future husband shortly afterward. Ever since then, she
occasionally got an overwhelming desire for oral sex. When
this came over her she would give her husband Dave a long
sensuous blowjob which ended with Dave convulsing while his
cock filled Melissa's mouth with cum. She almost always
swallowed it. She would then have Dave go down on her and she
would have an explosive orgasm almost as soon as his tongue
touched her clit. All during these "slut nights" as she
thought of them, she would be fantasizing about the original
guy or some good looking stranger she had seen on the street.
Kneeling there and sucking on Judge's cock was intoxicating.
It was so slutty, so unlike her. She had cast aside her
inhibitions and was just indulging in pure sex. She marveled
at the size of his cock and the wickedness of taking it into
her mouth. Judge's moans and sighs of pleasure turned her on
even more. She used her hands to explore every square
centimeter of cock and balls and ass. She was out of control
again, like that time eight years ago. Some shred of
remaining rationality made her realize that she needed to say
something now. She leaned back a little and looked up at him
while her hand slowly stroked him. "Is it OK if we just do
this? I'm not ready to have intercourse with a stranger."
"Whatever you say. What you're doing feels heavenly."
Over the next hour they managed to tease each other into a
frenzy without either one of them coming. When Judge couldn't
take it anymore, he pulled back from Melissa and threw her on
the bed and buried his face between her legs. When she
thought one more lick would send her into an orgasm, she
pushed him away and laid beside him with her head on his
stomach. She held his cock with one hand while sucking the
head into her mouth. They changed position several more
times, including spending time wrapped in a 69 that neither of
them could take for long.
After nearly coming when Judge just kissed her inner thigh,
Melissa knew what she wanted to do. Selfishly, she wanted to
make Judge come and then enjoy her own orgasm fully and
completely. She hugged and kissed him as they lay together on
the bed and then whispered in his ear "I can't wait anymore.
I want to make you come. Get up on your knees." Melissa
piled two pillows up and laid against them. She brushed her
hair aside. Judge brought his cock over to her and she took
it into her mouth. She sucked him slowly, still teasing him,
looking up at him as she sucked. He watched her pretty face
as she licked his cock and her lips slid over the head of it.
He watched her strain to push it deeper into her throat. But
mostly he watched her eyes looking up at him, waiting for him
to explode. Finally the combination of her expectant look and
the soft, warm, wet feel of her mouth on his cock were
irresistible and his cock contracted once powerfully and then
again. The second time he could feel the cum shoot through
his cock and into her mouth. Melissa's eyes widened when the
first cum filled her mouth. Then, instead of being soft and
gentle, she sucked hard and stroked his cock with her hand,
wanting to intensify his orgasm. Judge shouted and his body
contracted as if in a seizure. More cum flowed into Melissa's
mouth. When Judge's orgasm subsided, Melissa swallowed the
sticky mess and then put Judge back into her mouth. She
squeezed every last drop of cum out and then licked all over
his cock and balls to clean him up. This tender sucking felt
absolutely heavenly to Judge's post orgasmic cock.
Melissa was impatient now. She gave Judge a few seconds to
relax, but then she told him "Get down there and do me now. I
need it." Judge lay between her legs and applied himself to
his task. Melissa relaxed and tried to ignore the tongue on
her clit. That made it all the more enjoyable when the waves
pleasure overwhelmed her and she began to moan. Not wanting
it to be over too quickly she pushed his head away when she
got close to coming. Each time he returned to her clit, she
found it harder to ignore. She was so sensitive now that the
least touch was going to send her over the edge. She asked
Judge to lick very softly and he did. Nevertheless her
breathing got heavier and heavier, then they were spaced out.
She seemed to hold each breath thinking her orgasm was just
about to hit. Then she would grab another deep breath and
hold it, all her muscles coiled waiting for the soft touch on
her clit to ignite and explode. When it finally hit, the
waves of orgasmic pleasure contracted all the muscles in her
body and she curled up around his head, quivering with
pleasure, a grunting, sighing animal cry driven from her
throat. As soon as Melissa exploded, Judge drove his tongue
hard against her clit, no longer teasing, intensifying her
sensation as much as he could.
Both completely spent, they lay on the bed for a while not
speaking. No longer under the spell of her desire, Melissa
realized she had to get back to her hotel room. It was still
pretty early. She kissed Judge and got dressed. As she was
about to leave, Judge said, "You know where to find me."
"I shouldn't. That was pretty amazing, but I probably won't
see you again. Good bye." And she left.
She made it back the hotel before her husband. Later on, he
was pleasantly surprised at her intensity in bed. After some
oral foreplay, she seemed desperate to have him inside her.
Afterward Melissa's last two thoughts before falling asleep
were how good it felt when her husband pushed up into her and
how she still couldn't stop thinking about what it would be
like if it was Judge.
Melissa managed to make it through the next day, but the
following day was her last in the city. The morning after
they would be flying home. After lunch Melissa went to a
museum to try and keep her mind busy. It didn't work. She
found herself staring at paintings without seeing them. She
was thinking about Judge and she was aroused just by the
thought. She thought only guys got horny like this. She kept
wrestling with the fact that no one would know but her. She
was free all afternoon in a city where no one knew her. She
finally realized she might never break free of this desire if
she didn't do something about it.
45 minutes later she was knocking on the door of Judge's
condominium, high up in a nice building. When she called the
club, they had relayed a message to Judge. He had called her
back right away and here she was. "Hi" was all she said when
he opened the door. She stepped in and looked around. It was
a small, very nice apartment. It was decorated without
looking like a decorator had done it. Judge had taste. It
was early afternoon, but she needed something so she chose a
beer when he asked. They sat on the couch, close to each
other. "I didn't expect to see you again." He said.
"I wanted to see you one more time. We're leaving tomorrow
morning."
"You left some unfinished business, didn't you?"
"Uh huh." Melissa was embarrassed to admit even obliquely why
she was here.
"You played the lead last time we were together. If we're
going to spend the afternoon together, I'm playing lead this
time. OK?"
"Yes."
"Yes, what?"
"I'll do whatever you ask." It felt like she had a 20 pound
rock in her stomach. She had given herself over to this
stranger. They kissed and made out on the couch for a few
minutes, but then Judge stood up and undressed. He stood next
to the couch with a stiff erection. Melissa sat on the edge
of the couch, still in her clothes.
"Suck it, Melissa." She bent it down to point it at her face
and stroked it slowly. It felt so wicked when she slid her
lips over it and sucked on just the fat, mushroom-like head,
like someone would suck on a Tootsie Roll Pop. Judge spent a
long time enjoying just watching the pretty blonde with his
black cock in her mouth. When he became impatient with that,
he had her stand up. He turn around and hugged her from
behind. She could feel his hard cock against her butt. His
hand reached under her short dress in front and cupped her
mound. She was clearly hot and wet inside her panties. "Take
off your panties." She quivered a little as she pushed her
them down her legs and felt the air hit her we vagina. She
was pretty sure she was about to be fucked. Judge bent her
over and pulled her dress up to her waist to expose her
wonderful little ass.
Melissa reached out and put her hands on the back of the couch
to steady herself. This is what drew her back here, she had a
deep desire to feel his cock inside of her, to be penetrated
by him. She felt his hands on her hips and then the blunt
head lodging itself between the hot soft wet folds of her
pussy. She could feel it gently shouldering its way into the
tight passage beyond. "Wait, aren't you going to use a
condom?" "No, I'm not." Then he pushed all the way into her.
She cried out, not from pain, but shock and pleasure. She
was so wet that the resistance was only from the tightness of
the ring of muscle guarding the entrance to her vagina. The
stretching of this muscle and the giant cock pushing up into
her was incredibly pleasurable. She could feel the long stake
running up into her belly and stirring her insides up.
He just held her hips and fucked her, slapping against her
cute bottom. God, it felt good to be inside this woman! He
loved it when a woman looked over her shoulder at him while he
fucked her from behind. They invariably looked pensive, often
biting their lower lip.
Melissa loved what he was doing. She had wanted to experience
his strength and power, to feel overwhelmed by his maleness.
She grunted each time he drove into her and then moaned when
he withdrew. Now he had her undress. Naked, he told her to
lean her elbows on a counter. She put one foot up on the rung
of a bar stool and he pushed his cock right up inside of her
again. She was more upright this time, still being fucked
from behind. His hands could reach her naked breasts now, and
they felt wonderful. Her nipples had wanted so badly to be
rubbed and squeezed. He also found her clit and she went wild
with this. The cock thrusting into her and the insistent
fingers on her clit drove her up the path to her orgasm. Her
breath became louder and more ragged and Judge knew what was
happening. He kept thrusting into her, one hand held a hip
and the other wrapped around and cupped her mound, two fingers
extended and riding on either side of her clit, rubbing firmly
and fast.
Melissa bucked when her orgasm hit, grunted and then let and
muffled scream. Judge held on tight and continued to rub her
clit and thrust into her. As soon as she came and he felt her
vagina contract around his cock, he knew he would come. He
thrust into her as she shook in her orgasm and he felt his
cock swell and pulse. Another thrust and his orgasm hit.
While his cock spurted, he pulled back once more and then
pushed mightily and jammed his cock as deeply into has he
could. His cock kept pouring out cum as he held himself deep
inside her. As Melissa felt his cock pulse as it pushed the
cum up and out the shaft, her orgasm redoubled as she knew he
was shooting his sperm into her body.
As Melissa's orgasm subsided, Judge kept rubbing her clit
softly and kept himself planted deeply. Then he began rubbing
more insistently and pretty soon, Melissa's breathing changed
again. In a couple of minutes more, she came again.
There initial lovemaking had been quick and needful. It was
only 1:30. Now Judge led Melissa into the bedroom and pulled
the covers off. He laid her on the clean white sheets. The
windows overlooked the city and light streamed in. Judge made
love to her for hours there on the bed. They fucked
missionary and doggy and spoon and scissors style. The spent
long interludes with Judge sucking Melissa and Melissa sucking
Judge and then 69ing. Melissa had numerous orgasms. About
3:30, Judge lay between Melissa's legs, slowly fucking her.
She could tell he was approaching another orgasm as his
breathing got deep and ragged. He lay on top of her and
looked down at her face, into her eyes, as his cock kept
sliding steadily in and out of her, massaging her insides
deliciously.
His eyes continued to stare into hers as his pace quickened
just slightly and his movements were more firm. Then his face
froze and he stifled a grunt. He jammed himself into her and
ejaculated again. It was amazing to calmly watch a man as he
fucked you, as he ejaculated, as he deposited sperm in you,
attempting to make you pregnant. She shivered all over and
her skin prickled. She squeezed him with her arms and her
legs wrapped around behind his butt and attempted to hold him
tight inside of her. It was like an orgasm, but it wasn't.
They didn't stop. About 5:30, Judge was laying behind her
like nested spoons and sliding in and out slowly while he
massaged her clit. He whispered in her ear, "I'm going to do
your ass now. Pull your leg up a little farther."
She said "What? No, you can't." His hand in the crook of her
knee pushed her top leg up toward her chest. She could feel
him reaching behind him into the beside table. Then she felt
cool greasy fingers on her anus. They probed and slipped
around her rectum. It felt so strange. She said "No,
please." Again, but she didn't move away. The blunt head of
this cock now pushed at the slippery hole. She squirmed when
she felt the cock slipping its pointed head into her anus.
Judge worked himself into her slowly. His hand on top found
her clit and massaged it steadily as his cock worked its way
into her ass. Finally all the way in, he asked "Are you OK?"
"I guess so."
"Does it hurt?"
"A little maybe."
"Can I move a little?"
"OK" She was quite apprehensive, but the sensations from her
clit were strong and mixing with the intense feel of a cock in
her ass. Together they made a strange feeling, but strongly
sexual.
Judge began to move back and forth. At first, Melissa felt
like she was taking a crap, but then sensations from her clit
began to dominate and she paid more attention to the cock
thrusting into her rather than sliding out.
The tight ring of muscle around his cock was having the
intended effect. Judge was nearing his third orgasm of the
afternoon. He loved fucking white girls in the ass. He came
soon with an "Aaaahhhhhhhh". Melissa was shocked when his
orgasm set off her own and she came. She could feel her empty
vagina contracting, but her ass also squeezed tight around
Judge's cock. She doubled over while the tight hard orgasm
controlled her body.
Both spent, they took and relaxed shower together and then
Melissa dressed, kissed him goodbye and left. It was the last
time she saw Judge. A few weeks later her husband was shocked
but happy when Melissa asked him to fuck her in the ass.
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