0 comments/ 36520 views/ 0 favorites Skinny Dip By: intriguess I look out at the water it's beautiful, secluded and moonlight. I peel my clothing off to go for dip knowing you'll join me when you get here, whenever that is. I lazily swim enjoying the sound of water splashing rippling over my skin. Suddenly I hear the bushes rustling, and a splash. I look around but no one is there, suddenly I feel a tongue slide up my body and a head pop out of the water. "Hello," I say before deeply kissing the man I have been waiting for, "beginning to think you wouldn't show." You say, "I could never leave you alone in a place like this, someone might do this." I suddenly feel your hand creep slowly up my body caressing every inch of my body. I feel playful and part annoyed you were late and with a coy smile I touch your leg saying, "Tag you're it," diving away and we play in water, each tag a little more erotic than the last until we meet in middle again. I kiss you deeply my hand wandering down your body softly whispering, "Tag your it," my hand sliding down your chest to caress your cock. You pull me closer to you kissing me passionately our tongues on fire after all the light playful kisses. I try to speak but your hand is exploring to see if you can coax my body into reacting under water. I giggle and move out of your way before you pull me closer locking one arm around me the other toying with my pussy. Your lips traveling over my neck and we sink into the water. I tread water entangling our legs and pull you to shallower section, "Been thinking of you all day waiting out here," you softly say nibbling at my neck cupping my bottom and bringing me up to meet you. Teasing me with your cock now, so your fingers can torment my nipples. "Oh really?" I whisper enjoying the buoyancy of water holding my hands on your shoulders grinding against you slightly. "Yes, nothing like a picture of this place in my brief case with instructions and a promise of you at the end to drive me here." "I did make reservations for a cabin. I wanted to meet out here though, it's perfect." Your lips travel down my neck and you go under water pulling my hips up letting my legs float over your shoulders. "Got to see if it's salt water," you say. Hands running up my sides supporting me as your lips blow a cool breath of air over me nudging me open with your nose and lips, letting your tongue explore. Unfortunately the closer I am to orgasm the more I sink. Causing me to be pulled under the water and frustrating the hell out of you. I finally pull my legs up and sink under and stand next to you. "We're never going to get there that way," I kiss you tasting the saltiness on your lips sucking slightly on your lower lip. Letting my hands run down to touch your body, "No shrinkage here," I softly joke. You slowly slip your fingers around teasing me, "Ummm what are you thinking?" I ask moving my hips around. "Wanted to know if you were hot." "Then take my temperature." I move closer to you enjoying the feel as you slowly push fingers in. "You like?" you ask and my tight pussy clenches your questing fingers tightly. I move my hips around, "I take that as a yes," you barely whisper. Taking a moment to replace your questing fingers with your hot cock that I want so desperately now. "Yes," I purr as we move together pulsating intense passion through our lips hands bodies. A raging inferno spreading through our bodies slowly but surely as the water holds us up you suck gently on my breasts. I feel you're barely holding back. "I want to cum with you," I say. "I don't think I can stand it much longer," you murmur, slowing down your pace. "Please," I beg. I feel you swelling within me and I squirm my juices start flowing and just when I flood over your penis. You start releasing inside me, our bodies set on fire and in that moment we sink under the water oblivious to everything. We finally stop and break the surface gasping for air. You try to slide out, "Stay," I ask. Loving the feel of you inside afterwards and you look at me with such an expression I know you would like nothing better. "Can we do it again?" I ask shyly, kissing you deeply. Skinny-Dip My sister had some nice friends, but tended not to bring them home, so I was surprised when Mom remarked one night that we would have a house guest for a while, starting Monday. "Who? Anyone I know?" "One of Sally's friends from college. Louise. Louise Trenay." "And?" I said, grinning at Mom. "Be nice to her," Mom said, with a stern look, but there was a twinkle in her eye. "Hey," I protested, holding up my hands. "Which one? Sally or Louise?" "Louise. Asking you to be nice to your sister is asking too much, I know." She was kidding, and we both knew it. Sally and I fought, yes, but show me the brother and sister who don't. And we'd fought much less since first I started college, and a year later, Sally. I'd just graduated this summer, and Sally, and presumably Louise, would be graduating next year. I had a couple of job interviews lined up for the next week, but I was relaxing, enjoying the summer, pleased that I'd managed to get a good degree, a major in computer science, with a minor in electronics. I gave Mom a smile, and nodded. "Sure thing, Mom. I'll be good." Sally got onto me as well, when she got home the next day from college. "Did Mom tell you?" "Tell me what?" I said, although I had a good idea what she was on about. "Louise. From college. She's staying with us for a couple of weeks, starting Monday. Her Dad has to go to Europe on a business trip, and he's taking Louise's mom, but couldn't swing it for Louise as well, so I suggested she stay with us. I want you to be nice to her." "You think I won't?" "No, Tom, I don't think that, not now. You're much nicer now than you were at high school." Sally grinned. "Much!" "Thank you for nothing, sis. Yes, I will be nice to your friend." A thought struck me. "What's she like? Another fine art student like you?" Sally grinned and shook her head. "No, we met on the fencing team. She's a computer science student. See, you'll have something to talk about." Sally sobered. "She's good-looking, too, so behave yourself." I gave her a mock salute. "Yes, ma'am." Good-looking, huh? Well, Sally was pretty good-looking in my judgment. Okay, I could be biased, after all, she's my sister, but she's dark-haired, like Mom, slender, and having seen her in her bikini in and around our pool, I knew she went in and out very nicely in all of the appropriate places. She was popular with the boys, too. Virgin? I didn't know, but I doubted it, somehow. After all, she'd been away at college for two years, but I had the feeling that her cherry had gone before then. I didn't know, I didn't care. That was Sally's business. Me? I was between girlfriends. I'd had a great fuck-buddy relationship with a girl at college, Carla, but we both knew that fuck-buddy was exactly what it was and we'd parted friends. Yes, and we'd had some damned good sex that last night together, too. Special because we were parting? Maybe. I'd almost forgotten that Louise was due when Sally asked me, after breakfast, if I'd drive her to the airport to collect her friend. "You don't mind, do you, bro? You have the wheels, and I don't." "No problem, Sal. What time?" "Her flight's due in at ten. I rang the airport and they said it's on time, so I'd like to be there for ten, if that's okay?" "Fine, sis. Let me finish my toast and we'll go." We were waiting for Louise when she came through the gate. Sally ran forward and hugged her, while I got my emotions under control. 'Good-looking,' Sally had said of her friend. Understatement. Louise was gorgeous. Dark red hair, cut short, a light dusting of freckles across her straight nose, full lips, the most kissable mouth I'd seen for quite a while, and a figure that looked pretty damned good to me, wrapped as it was in a light summer jacket and snug white jeans. With her arm around Louise's shoulders, Sally turned to me. "Lou, this is my brother, Sam. Sam, my friend Louise." "Hi," I said. "Nice to meet you at last." "Hi, yourself." A broad smile, dimples, even white teeth. This girl was a grade-A knockout. A computing major? None like her in my year! I remembered my manners. "Let me take your bag." She surrendered it with a token protest and we made our way to the car. The two girls sat together in the back and there was a constant hum of chatter and laughter as we drove home. Mom was at work, so there were just the three of us at lunch. It was my turn, so I threw together a light pasta creation, heavy on tomatoes and fresh herbs, but no garlic, just in case. Both girls ate their portions with apparent relish, and there were no complaints, so I relaxed. After lunch Sally turned to me with the expression I'd learned to associate with a request. Dead right! "Sam, can I borrow your car? I want to give Lou a trip around the neighborhood, show her the sights. Girl type things." She gave me her best appealing look, and I laughed. "Okay, the keys are on the table in the hallway. Don't bend it." "Do my best," said Sally. "Thanks, Sam," said Louise, and I watched the neat tick-tock of her ass in the snug white jeans as she followed Sally out to the car. I waved as they pulled away, and went back indoors, acknowledging to myself that I would very much like to find Louise Trenay in my bed at night. And days. What to do? Well, for now, only one choice. I stripped naked, lay down on the bed, and jacked off. Twice. Mom was home by the time the girls returned, and the four of us ate dinner together. We were on the ice-cream for dessert when Mom turned to me. "Oh, Sam?" "Yeah?" "Do you have anything planned for tomorrow?" I shook my head. "Nothing that can't be put off, Mom. Why?" "That spare part we need for the pump on the pool filter? Jerry told me it's arrived, and he's sending Tony around to fit it. Sally might want to go out with Louise, so I'd be grateful if you would stay home. Okay, hon?" I nodded. "Not a problem, Mom." "Thanks, son." "Yeah, thanks, bro," said Sally. "Um, can I borrow the car again?" I laughed. "Yeah, okay, but you owe me." We spent a quiet evening together, just chatting. Or, rather, the girls and Mom chatted, and I just listened, answered the occasional question and wondered if and how I might get Louise into bed. I didn't hold out much hope, though. Not at home. I jacked off again when I went to bed. I had to, just thinking about Louise made me horny. Sally and Louise went off together about ten next morning, and at around ten-thirty Tony arrived to fix the pump. We'd been in high school together but Tony was one of those guys whose brain is in his hands. Give him anything mechanical to fix and he was a whizz, but he didn't do so well on the academic stuff. It didn't bother him and when we graduated from high school he had no problem in getting himself a job to suit his talents. We chatted, and I fed him coffee and cookies while he worked. It only took about forty minutes and by the time he'd finished the pump was humming away more smoothly than it had when it was brand new. "Tell your mom that Jerry will send the bill in the next few days, will you, Sam?" he said as he packed his tools away. "Will do, Tony. You've done your usual excellent job." "Thanks, Sam. Um, Jerry said to ask you if you had some spare time? He'd like to upgrade the computer system we have. I can use it, sure, but I can't fix it if it breaks, and since you sorted it out last time, we've had fewer problems. I think he wants your advice." Tony grinned. "He might cut you some slack on the pump repair." He winked. "Doesn't hurt to ask." I laughed. "Tell him to give me a call. I have a couple of interviews scheduled for next week, but nothing else on my non-existent schedule." "Will do," said Tony. He gestured towards the pump. "Give it twenty-four hours, and you'll be able to use the pool again." "Great! Thanks, Tony. See you around." It was another casual, easy evening chatting. The girls had arrived back at around four, and spent time in the kitchen together, Louise cooking, and Sally helping and generally getting in the way. I'd been chased away, and told I'd find out what I was eating when it was served! I caught up with some emails, checked out a couple of erotic story sites I'd found, and made my way to the table when I was called. I have to say, Louise could cook. She'd done chicken breast in a pepper sauce, with zucchini fritters and baby roast potatoes, and roasted vegetables, and the four of us ate with relish. Mom had opened a bottle of wine, and we had a glass each, thoroughly enjoying the meal. Then Sally surprised us. "Sam? Can you look after Louise tomorrow?" "Huh? Why?" Berating myself, I flushed and gave Louise a sheepish smile. "Sorry. Of course, I'd be glad to. No problem." She made a dismissive gesture, kind of a 'no problem' half-wave. Sally grinned. "As to the why. Jess Coleman at the gallery asked me to sit in for her tomorrow. I'd said I would before I knew Louise was coming, and I didn't want to wriggle out because Jess has three of my pictures on display." Sally grinned at her friend and winked. "I've persuaded Louise you're house-trained." "Sally took me to the gallery and showed me around, and her pictures are good, even I can see that, but the art thing isn't me," said Louise. "I certainly don't mind spending the day with you, Sam." "It will be around eight before I get home," said Sally, "and it's Mom's late evening as well." "Tell you what," said Mom. "Why don't I pick up some Chinese food on my way home. Saves anyone having to cook. I should be home before nine, probably just after half-past eight, in fact." "Sounds good to me, Mom," I said. "You okay with Chinese, Louise?" said Mom. Louise nodded. "I love it!" "Anyone want anything in particular, or should I just get the selection for four?" "Selection, Mom," said Sally, and Louise agreed. "With extra barbecued ribs, I suppose?" said Mom, raising her brow to me. "Please, Mom. You know my tastes!" "Carnivorous barbarian?" said Sally and Louise laughed with her. "Only occasionally, sis, as you well know," I said, trying to look dignified, which of course set Sally off in hoots of laughter. Louise didn't join in, though, which pleased me. She did look thoughtful, and what she said next surprised me. Surprised us all, I think. "Look, I've only been here a couple of days, but what I've noticed is that you take turns to prepare the meals. Okay, tomorrow evening excepted, but am I right?" I nodded. "Yes, you are. Sally and I started doing it because Mom was working, we were on summer break, and it didn't seem fair for her to come in from work and then start cooking for us when we'd had all day to get something." "Well, I cooked tonight because I wanted to, but can I be included in the rota while I'm here? It seems only fair." "Are you sure, Louise?" said Mom. "You're a guest." "You've all made me feel more like family, so please, include me, and then I'll feel even more like family." "Okay," said Sally. "You're in." She grinned. "Sister." "Yes, if that's what you want, Louise, you're in," said Mom, laughing. "Starting day after tomorrow. Sam, you'll look after Louise during the day, tomorrow, won't you?" "Mom! You need to ask?" "Sorry, Sam, of course not." "I won't need much looking after, Sam, I promise you," Louise said with a smile for me. "I'll hold you to that!" "Let's get these dishes in the dishwasher," said Mom, "and then we'll see if there's anything worth watching on TV." "Doubtful," said Sally. "Anyone for Scrabble?" It turned out that all four of us were more interested in a game of Scrabble than TV, and we had a pleasant evening playing. I won a game, just, and Sally and Mom each won one, but Louise was the surprise, with three wins. For a self-confessed computer geek, she had a damned good vocabulary. Mom opened another bottle of wine as we played and when we'd finished we all took to our beds cheerful and mellow. Breakfast next morning was peaceful, and by nine o'clock there were only Louise and me left in the house. "Anywhere you'd like to go, anything you'd like to do?" I asked her as we put the breakfast dishes away. She propped herself against the bench and smiled at me. Easy to look at, Louise Trenay, especially today, dressed as she was in red shorts and a pale blue tank top. Judging by the absence of straps and the slight press of her nipples against the tank top, no bra, and no discernible droop, either! "Nowhere special, nothing in mind," she said. "You?" I shrugged. "Nothing planned except checking out the pool. Tony said it should be usable today, probably after lunch." "I want to write a couple of letters. Mom and Dad left their address, so I'll tell them how nice you've all been, and I usually write to my Grandma once a month, so I'll tell her, too. By the time I've written those, you'll probably have the pool checked, and we can see if either of us have come up with any ideas. That okay?" "Sounds good to me, Louise. See you in a while." The pool pump was humming away, the filter was clean when I checked it, there were no leaves floating in the pool. I bent and checked the temperature. Just right. In fact, I thought Tony's estimate had been ultra-conservative, as the pool was ready now. I went back in, just in time for Louise to come down from her room carrying her two letters. "Where do I post these, Sam?" "Are they urgent?" "No, not urgent at all." "Mom could post them tomorrow, if you like?" "That'll do fine." "Put them on the hall table, beside my car keys. We'll tell Mom tonight. For the moment, any ideas on what to do?" "How's the pool?" "Ready now, I think. Why? Want to swim?" "I'd love to." "No time like the present. We'll get changed, have a swim, then have something light for lunch. After we've eaten, we can either have another swim, or maybe go for a drive, or something." She gave me a happy smile. "I'll get changed. See you in the pool?" "See you in the pool. I don't know how you feel about being watched, but no-one can see in from outside, and the only view of the pool is from the house." "I'm not that shy, but I don't mind seclusion. See you in a minute." It didn't take me long to change, and in honor of our houseguest, I donned my new Speedos. I grabbed a towel and went out to the pool. No sign of Louise yet, so I dropped my towel on a lounger and took myself off into the pool, relishing the feel of the cool water against my skin. It had been a while since I'd been in the pool, while we were waiting for the part, and I put in a few hard laps, purely for the pleasure of the effort. As I turned at the far end of the pool, I became aware of Louise waiting at the pool side, still dressed in her shorts and tank top. I swam along to her and hauled myself out of the water. "Not getting changed?" I said. Louise grimaced. "When I checked what I'd packed, I realized I'd forgotten to pack my bikini." "Oops. I can get dried, drive you down to the mall to get one, or couldn't you borrow one of Sally's?" "Maybe, but I don't know if you've noticed. Your sister is a good two or three inches bigger in the bust than I am. I'd be lost in her top. That or slip out," she said, laughing. She paused. "Sam?" she said, sudden color in her cheeks. "Yes?" "You said no-one can see in?" "That's right. Trees on that side, and the hillside falling away on the other two, means the pool can only be seen from the house." I laughed. "Or a helicopter." I glanced at her. "Something on your mind?" She took a deep breath. "I'm prepared to skinny-dip, if you will." I stared at her for a moment, slightly stunned, I think, and she moved, her color deepening. I rallied my scattered senses, and found it in me to actually answer her. "I'd be honored," I said, my voice soft. "Now," she said, "before I lose my nerve." Next thing I knew, she was stripping the tank top off over her head. Dropping it on the lounger beside my towel, she grinned at me. "Get them off, Sam." I laughed, and pushed down my Speedos, praying my prick wouldn't opt for immediate lift-off. My wish was only half granted as Louise pushed down her shorts, and the sin-red thong that was her only remaining garment. She dropped them beside her top, and I dropped my Speedos on the ground beside the lounger. Taking a deep breath, I straightened. Without any doubt whatsoever, Louise Trenay naked was a gorgeous sight. Beautifully shaped breasts, with erect nipples in goose-bumped, half-dollar sized areolae, shaved mons, and a deep cleft leading to the promised land. And not a trace of a tan line. I raised my eyes to hers and she smiled, warm. I laughed. "You've done this before, haven't you?" She nodded. "There's a nude beach at home. Mom and Dad go, and I've been going since I was about twelve." She winked at me. "I have my bikini, but I thought it might be more fun this way. I'm always looking for converts to the cause." I laughed. "Minx." I reached for her hand. "You might just convert me, but for now, come on, swim!" And please God, don't let my erection betray me! And swim we did, for an hour or so, then went into the kitchen while I made some lemonade. It was when I had finished, I reached for the jug just as Louise did, and we collided. We'd both been standing as we hadn't bothered to get dried when we came in, and wanted to keep the seats dry. My greater weight knocked her off balance and I grabbed at her to stop her falling. The next thing I knew she was in my arms, her face two inches away, as we stared into each other's eyes. I saw the smile come into hers, and the journey my lips had to make to hers was halved as she moved into the kiss. A warm kiss, a long kiss, and there was a keen sense of disappointment in me as Louise broke it. But she didn't move away and her arms stayed around my neck. She smiled at me, soft, warm. "I've wanted to do that since about half an hour after we met." "And I've wanted to kiss you since about half a minute after we met!" "Just kiss?" Her eyes held mine, and there was a spot of color on each cheekbone. Yes, and something more in her eyes. I shook my head and took a chance. "More, much more." A faint smile turned the corners of her mouth, and there was a silent plea in her eyes. "At the risk of you thinking I'm a slut, Sam, I have to tell you something. I'm not a virgin, I like sex, and I haven't been fucked in months. I like you, and I think you'd be good." I shook my head, and her face fell, but brightened as I went on. "Not a slut, Louise. An honest woman. One who likes sex and isn't afraid to admit it. You're rare, and all the more desirable because of it." "Does that mean you want me?" I laughed, and pressed against her. "Can't you tell?" She giggled. "I'll take that as a yes. Now?" "Do you want me?" "Sam, I'm soaking, and it's not from the pool. When I saw you naked, I knew I'd like to feel that lovely weapon of yours in me, so yes, I want you, but I have to ask, have you got any rubbers? I'm not on the pill, and I don't take chances." I nodded. "I have. A box of a dozen with eight or nine left. At college, a girl called Carla and I, well we had what I suppose you'd call a fuck-buddy relationship. We liked each other, didn't love each other, except as friends, and we both liked sex. We were good together, had a fantastic last night in bed, and parted as friends, knowing we'd probably never see each other again." "No regrets?" "A few. I wondered what would happen if we'd gotten serious, I mean emotionally, but I'm really glad we had what we did, and even more pleased that we parted as very good friends." "She sounds nice." "She is, but she's not here. You are, you're naked in my arms, and you just told me you want me. Goodbye Carla, hello Louise!" Skinny Dip Adventure Gone Bad My husband and I have been married a little over a year and consider ourselves a bit adventurous. My name is Tia and my husband is Carl. Carl is your typical white middle class professional, 5'9", 170 pounds, average build with an average 6" cock. I am 5'1" tall, 105 pounds, dark hair, blue eyes, 34c with a nice round butt. My marital fall from grace began at the beginning of summer. We were on our front porch during a scorching evening and decided to skinny dip at a vacant home that was for sale at the end of our street. We snuck around the back, went through the gate and stripped out of our clothes. We no sooner hit the water when the lights went on in the house and a baritone voice yelled, "Who the hell is out the there?". We scrambled to pick up our clothes and ran home naked. It turns out the house was sold that day and the owner just moved in. Shortly after racing through our front door, I noticed that my underwear were missing along with the locket my grandmother had given me. In our rush to get out of there, I left them behind. After discussing our situation together, it was decided that Carl and I would visit our new neighbor after work. We would apologize and get the locket back. When it came time to visit our neighbor, I got a call from Carl saying he was stuck at the office. He said he wouldn't be home until late and insisted I go over there by myself and ask for the locket. I hung up with him flustered but got the courage to go on my own. As I walked to the front door, I could hear rap music playing. I knocked on the door and rang the doorbell twice. Finally the door opened and a huge, chiseled black man appeared. He must have been 6'5" or taller with broad shoulders, wearing only a pair of loose gym shorts. He towered my 5'1" frame and besides his size the fact that he was black had me extremely intimidated. He gruffly asked in his baritone voice what I wanted. I told him my name was Tia and stammered out an incoherent explanation of why we where in his pool and a worse apology. When I asked for the locket, he continued to stare at me sternly than invited me in. He left me in the entry way without a word and when he came back he had my lacy thong panties in one hand and the locket in the other. Embarrassed, I reached for them and he told me, not so fast. He went into a verbal assault telling me that he should call the police right now and have me arrested. More than a little scared of this man and his threats, I obeyed when he commanded me to sit down on the couch. Mustering up a little courage, I asked him what his name was and he told me Big Mike. I was sitting properly on the couch in the business suit and heels I hadn't changed out of after work. Big Mike sat next to me uncomfortable close. I asked him to please not call the police because more than anything it would look bad to the neighbors. He stared me up and down for a minute than said, "I tell you what, let's get in the pool and take some time to cool off. Than we can come to an agreement." I said, "I don't have a swim suit, but thank you anyway Big Mike." His answer came back swift and pointed, "Bullshit. You swam naked in my pool last night and today you won't get in with your underwear! There is an eight foot fence around the yard, no one going to see you!" I finally agreed to go in the pool to get this ordeal over with, get back the locket and keep from getting arrested. I was totally pissed at Carl as I took off my clothes and than realized I would have to explain this to him. As I thought about it, I decided to remove my underwear too so they wouldn't get wet. If they were wet and Carl was home I would have to explain what was becoming a bad decision. Covering my tits, I hurried to the pool and got in the water before Big Mike got a look at me. I waited five minutes before he came downstairs talking on his phone and completely naked. As he walked past the sliding glass doors my eyes widened and jaw dropped at the size of his cock. It was at least 13"s, very thick, heavily vained with a perfect mushroom head. At first I thought it was his height that gave him the monicker "Big Mike". Now I knew it was because of his manhood. As he got in the water I tried hard not to stare but failed miserably. Once in the pool he kept a safe distance while he went on lecturing me about how in his old hood I would have been shot stepping on someone else's property. As we talked about Carl, about trying to have kids, families and people in the neighborhood, I relaxed even after Big Mike got close enough to notice I was naked. After about 15 minutes of conversation, his phone rang and he asked to go to the cooler and get him a beer. Because of my nakedness, I hesitated but he kept on talking and motioned me to the cooler. I got out of the pool and had to bend over to get the beer out, putting my pussy and ass in plain view. As I handed him the beer, my hard nipples and well trimmed pussy were just feet away from him and he clearly took notice. What the fuck was I thinking. I was strutting around like a slut in front of a naked black man all because I didn't want to get my underwear wet. Over my embarrassment and back to conversation, I relaxed again. When I suggested it was time for me to get home, Big Mike strongly suggested we spend a few minutes in the hot tub. I said I had to check in with my husband first. I called Carl and he was still at the office and would be there until about 11 working on a project. As I got off the phone I continued to try hard to cover my nakedness while Mike was watching my every move. He asked me to get some towels from the bottom shelf and he again got to look at my tight pussy and virgin ass. As I got into the hot tub I noticed how much more intimate it would be because of Mikes size. Also, I noticed that he was sporting a massive erection. As I got in I felt my tits bounce getting a smile from him. He asked me if I saw how turned on he was. I said it would be impossible to avoid. At that, he sat up on the edge of the hot tub with his fully erect black cock nearly reaching me on the other side. He stated firmly that my indiscretions could go away with a blow job. My mind went numb. I told him I thought sharing a swim in the pool with him had taken care of that. He said maybe the trespassing but what about getting naked with a black man you just met. I started to cry and he just told me to get to it bitch. I reached over and grabbed his cock with both hands. I barely got the head in my mouth and could taste the precum. That did not satisfy him as he grabbed the back of my head and began forcing his cock into my throat, gagging me with every stroke. I felt so humiliated as he fondled my breasts and ass, telling me how good my lips and throat felt. Mike was treating me like a street whore, never using my name and only calling me bitch, slut or ho. After a half hour of sucking his cock and licking his huge balls, he forced my mouth down on his cock and began shooting his load down my throat. There was so much seed coming from that massive black dick that it began to come out of my nose. As I pulled away the last few steams shot in my hair and on my face and tits. Than Big Mike grabbed my hair and whipped his cock off in it. He walked away and told me to get my whore ass dressed. I went into the bathroom to clean up and as I finally got the last of the cum out of my hair, Big Mike was banging at the door. He told me to get my naked ass out there because he had something for me to see. He flipped on the TV and a video came on of a little white woman sucking the cock of a huge black man as her tits bounced back and forth. I looked in shock as only the second cock I had sucked in my life was captured on a surveillance video. Big Mike sat on the couch, a big smile on his face as he handed me a copy of the tape and told me to watch it with Carl. I burst out in tears. I begged him not to let anyone see it and he said ok as he carried his little blackmail prize to his bedroom. As soon as he laid me on the bed, he spread my legs and stuck his tongue in my pussy. As distraught as I was, his tongue alternating from my cunt to my ass felt amazing. And having never been dominated by a man, I was getting wetter and wetter until I exploded in orgasm. This pleased my tormentor to no end. Than he deep throated me so I could taste my juices. I couldn't help but join my tongue with his while he pulled at my nipples. As wet as I was, when he started to mount me all I could think of was how impossible it was going to be to get that black cock in me. The answer came soon enough as he pressed his thickness against my pussy lips and I screamed out as the girth of the first few inches stretched me to the max. I quickly wrapped my legs around him and hung on the his big biceps. I looked him in the eyes and told him I would do anything he wanted if he could just be gentle. I told him that his cock was twice as big and three times as thick as Carl's. With that he got on his back and let me get on top and guide his big rod into uncharted territories. As I began to stroke up and down on the first half of his awesome dick, the friction against my clit brought me to a second mind wrenching orgasm. Than Mike got on top of me again and broke his promise to his whore as he began pounding his cock into my cunt as a screamed and squirmed and squealed. I could not believe the amount of cock he stuffed in me as he destroyed my once tight pussy. After an hour of this pounding, I knew he was getting ready to shoot his load. I begged him not to seed my fertile womb, but knew he would not listen so I just hung on and enjoyed the final thrusts. When he came, I came again for my third time. He pulled out with a pop and his spunk just poured out of my gaped pussy. I feel asleep on his chest and when I woke up it was 10:45 and Carl was suppose to be on his way home. I tried to get up but Big Mike pulled me back down asking,"Where the fuck are you going whore." While I was laying beside him he was rubbing my round ass and fingering my crease. He said I had one more chore to be a full black cock slut. He needed to get my ass broke in. I panicked and fought to get off the bed which was fruitless. Mike held me down with one hand. With the other he smacked my ass bright red. Than he opened my butthole up, stuck the lube container part way in my ass and squirted a whole lot of lube in my canal. He pinned me down by straddling my ass as I lay face down. He drove his cock into my ass and the more I screamed, the more cock I got. Luckily he creamed my hole in a half hour of punishment. My asshole felt ripped apart, but I had to get home. As Big Mike stayed in bed, I put my clothes on over my dripping ass and pussy. As I was leaving, Big Mike told me to leave my home and work numbers. I did as he said, rushing upstairs to give them to him. As he lay there, I kissed his lips, chest and down to his 13" monster. I felt oddly proud that my petite body could take that cock in my pussy and ass. I sucked my juices off his cock until he released one last load in my mouth. He smacked me on the ass and said he would see his cum slut tomorrow. As it turned out, I got home just ahead of Carl at 12:30. He told me later that his project was behind and he would be late all week. I immediately knew what I would be doing all week. He asked me how things went with the neighbor and I told him it was a rough visit, but good in the end. I told him I got the locket back. The next morning Carl apologized for being late by making me breakfast and than going down on me. He commented that I was unusually salty. His freshly bred black cock slut wife just smiled and said, "That's my new flavor, get use to it." Carl just laughed and kissed me goodbye. All the way to the office, I could not stop wondering if I was now carrying a black baby. As I was deep in thought, I received a text from Big Mike. He said to come over tonite at 6 and wear only my skimpiest bikini and high heels. I made sure to be there as he demanded and right on time.