11 comments/ 87295 views/ 57 favorites A Black Janitor, White Women! By: qualitywheat To all my detractors, I love you. This is a story about a good looking black man seeking out the women who will respond to him. He engineers situations to his advantage, you just gotta love him eh! Lol. Christine Caroline Lomas, or CC as she was known, had been the cutest and the prettiest girl anywhere, right through Pre School to where she was now, a senior in her last year before going on to college. But now she was nearly a woman, an 18, nearly 19 young lady, and one of utter, rare soft beauty. She was now standing at 5ft 7", weighed 110lbs, and every once of it was in the right place. Her hair was soft long, blond and silky, her face was the heart stopper though, high arched sweeping natural eyebrows, huge saucer like emerald eyes that could shoot any man down. Her cheekbones flew across her wide angular sweet face, lips that begged to be kissed, both symmetrical, pouted by god himself. And the cutest button nose with a small square slightly dimpled chin. Even her dad, when she saw him, because her parents were separated at the moment, sighed sometimes when she caught his eye. She was popular of course, all the girls wanted to look like her, all the boys, including some of the male teachers drooled for her. Her body was sharp and toned, fit and super healthy, she would die rather than try a cigarette, never drank, and had a fitness regime. Her body kept eyes glued to it when in movement, her tits weren't large, they sat on her frame exactly right, tight sensitive upturned nipples, above a sweeping waist, above sweeping hips, all carried by near perfect legs, no bumps, lumps, or annoying in and out bits around knees and ankles. She was a girl learning very quickly how to become a woman, behave like a woman, and look like a woman, and not the girl she was intent on leaving behind. CC had it all, her grades were good, she did the best she could in everything she attempted, she wasn't the cleverest, and she wasn't the best, but she was better than good enough, even she knew that. She had the pick of the boys, and knew at college it would be the same there, sometimes she wished she didn't look as good as she did. Maybe they would want her for what she was, not what she looked like. She would moan about it to her mother, who understood very well what she was going through. It was easy to see where CC got her looks from, her mother had that rare something too. Denny Hanson was sat in his apartment looking out of the big picture window, he was getting bored, he needed something to do. At 44 he hadn't worked in a lot of years, well, not the 9 to 5 kind of work anyway. He had lived on the edge for most of his life, and life had smiled on him, he had never done anything bad. But now he felt the need to be busy for an hour or two in the day, something that didn't interfere with his life, or him. He was well enough off never to work again, and making a living from not stepping over the line was becoming too much like hard work, and that was the last thing he wanted. Denny was a big handsome, outwardly affable black man, 6ft 3" and looked every inch a man. He was well known in all sorts of nefarious circles, even the police knew him, but had never had the pleasure of him in their cells, much to their chagrin. His main asset was the brain a university professor, his mind a mathematical playground, and he had put it to good use over the years, through gambling, mainly poker. The apartment he owned had been won through gambling, the man who had lost quite a considerable sum of money at the table to him hadn't been able to pay it. Denny knew that if something wasn't forthcoming he wouldn't get his winnings. So the owner of the establishment had made it his business to find out who the guy was, where he lived and what he did. Once known it was easy to put the pressure on. He had eventually come up with a compromise, he had a bolt hole in town that he used for liaisons with girlfriends, his wife was unaware of it. The deeds were handed over, Denny was happy because it was worth a damn sight more than the man's gambling debt. He had money but couldn't get away with withdrawing such a large sum, so he had offered the apartment reluctantly. He thanked Marty for doing all the leg work for him, and getting the debt settled. "I owe you Denny," he said, "you looked out and took care of me when I was trying to make my way. I could never repay you for what you did, you took me under your wing, and I wouldn't be where I am now if not for you." Denny was as about as popular as any person could be. He was able to turn any situation into a joke, make people laugh with a comment; he even got on stage at times in clubs he frequented. He ad libbed about the people in at the time, he was hilarious, and it had a well used bonus too, it led him to women. Some of them very wealthy, some of them noted celebrities. He had fucked his way all over, all sorts of women fell for him, making them laugh was his way into the pussies. He had, as far as he knew 13 children with about 8 or 9 different women, and not one of them chased him. Black husbands had them unknowingly as their own, white ones were talked away as rape or drunken sex. He had the ability to get into women so easily; he loved to get one who was a challenge instead of just literally falling into his bed, or theirs. But he had another asset, one that could never be over looked. His dick, it was magical, he could make love to a woman, and she would know for certain that she had been made love to by the consummate lover. They would nearly always, if they could, come back for more, a lot more, which in turn led to the wealthy ones showering him with generous gifts of thankfulness. Yes, he had a cock that was a woman's cock, a cock made for them, and gifted to them by the handsome black seducer. Denny picked up his local paper and was scanning through it when he saw an advertisement, it read. We urgently require a part time janitor at Killington School. Hours 10am to 2 pm. No previous experience needed, but must be conscientious, honest and keen, would suit unemployed person. He called a few people he knew, found out that this little menial job might just be what he was looking for, it wouldn't interfere with a late breakfast and after 2pm, the day was his. He made a further call, an appointment was made for him, and he went suitably dressed for the interview. He was 5 minutes early, and was ushered in right on time. The head mistress, a Mrs Joyner asked him a few peremptory questions, he knew the job was his by her quiet friendly tone. And the position was indeed offered. He accepted gracefully, and checked out the headmistress, she was nice white woman, and quite a looker, about his age, and he thought that maybe he could have some fun in the future. She walked him to the door and they shook hands, he held hers for one second longer than necessary, she looked at him. That's good, message received and understood, he said to himself. He started the following Monday, he got there 15 minutes early just to show willing, and the head janitor, who Denny immediately thought he was a prick, showed him the ropes, allocated some tasks and left him to it. It was then that Denny saw what he was in for, he hoped, all the girls he saw were young women, some of them stunners, oh boy, he thought, happy days. He checked them out quietly as the next few days wore on, he was happy enough there, the job was a no brainer. He also made sure Mrs Joyner saw him around, he let her have the odd glance, but that was all. Got to get them to make the first move if possible, was his motto. His 6ft 3" upright, and obviously powerful frame was soon noticed by some of the girls, who ogled him openly. He was in his element, then he saw CC tripping her way down the corridor, even he was stunned by her, he had never in all his life seen a little beauty like she. He paused as she neared him, pulled himself upright, to stand tall, and big, as well as dominating in stature. Past experience told him women and girls, liked a man who had that thing about him, that aura, presence, and assuredness, and of course always helped by heaps of good looks. CC paused herself when she spied him. "Wow," she said to herself, "so that's the new janitor they're all talking about, and no wonder either." Denny smiled at her, "Hi," he said softly, as if he was speaking quietly in her ear, "I'm the new Janitor, I've just started," and held out his hand, "name's Denny, pleased to meet you, er?" CC recovered, and smiled herself, taking his hand, they shared a brief but warm handshake, "I'm CC, people call me that, pleased to meet you too," she breathed. "Gosh," she said in her beautiful blond head, "isn't he good looking?" The fact that he was black wasn't lost on the gorgeous girl in front of him. He held her gaze; he knew she would look away first. CC did, she looked down, it wasn't often that she felt a little tongue tied, but he intimidated her for some reason, not nastily, it was just his demeanour. It was to take him 3 more weeks to gain her confidence fully. She even began to go where he was working instead of the shorter routes between classes, her friends were baffled, but CC was CC, and that was that. He had found out her age, so that wouldn't be a problem, he realised, and she began to confide in him, it looked like just pleasantries, but he was filing all her chat away in his head. He became her friend; she felt she could trust him. She told him all about her life, her mom and dad being separated, how she lived with her mother, no brothers or sisters she lamented, but all this was great news for Denny. It meant he had an open avenue to her young white pussy, and if he played his cards right, he would get it, of that he was almost sure. She told him some of her love life, it wasn't quite in the open but he guessed she wasn't a virgin any more. Which disappointed him, but, he said to himself, "you can't have everything can you?" She asked him about him, he told her he was a retired army officer, and lived in an apartment in town, when he told her where her eyes popped open, the green in them made his prick gain extra power. "That's quite an affluent area Denny," she said reverently. "Yes, I've been lucky, where do you live CC?" he asked in return, when she told him it was his turn to have popped open eyes. "Now that is what you call an affluent area CC," he told her in admiration, "and you live there, just you and your mom?" "Yes," she replied, "but it can be a bit lonely sometimes." "Mmmm, I'm sure," he told her, "listen CC, I was going to ask you if you wanted to see my place it has fantastic views across the city, its Friday night, no school tomorrow." Well it's a lame request, he thought, but its better than asking her if she wants to see my etchings! "You know, give me some advice on how to redecorate, that kind of thing, but knowing where you live now, you couldn't possibly be interested in that?" He was dangling the carrot, the lure, would she bite or not? The blond beauty pondered for a minute, then said, "I would love to help you Denny, when?" His prick lurched to attention. "What about right after school, I'll be home of course." "That's date," she said, "well not a date, but you know what I mean," she said softly. "Its a date as far as I'm concerned CC," he told himself. "CC," he asked earnestly, "what if someone sees you, or finds out you've been there, it wouldn't look good, would it?" "Is there a back way in?" she asked him. He told her where it was, then she asked for his number. "I'll call you when I'm almost there, and you can let me in, how about that?" Denny went home cockahoop, he had talked her into coming here, the thought of fucking the young blond beautiful school girl was uppermost in his mind, he tidied the apartment, all he had to do now was find a way past her defences and he'd be in! At a quarter to four his phone rang, it was her. "I'm here," she said breathlessly. He pressed the buzzer and she entered, rode the elevator up, and she was at his door. He opened it and nearly fell over, she had changed from her school garb, into a very short mini skirt, a snug fitting blouse that showed her charms perfectly, heels, and she had her lovely blond hair around her shoulders, instead of a pony tail she always wore, a little make up and she was knocking him for six. "CC,I have never seen a more beautiful woman than you, I really haven't," he said honestly. Taking her hand and leading her in. The fact that he had called her a woman pleased her no end. And she could see he was impressed with her, and she too, was very impressed with him. He was wearing, white loafers, a pair of black close fitting slacks, a bright white, short sleeved shirt, that was nearly open to the navel revealing a hairy and muscular chest, it also showed powerful arms, and biceps, a thick gold choke chain snug around his neck made him look as good looking as he could ever be. CC had got to the stage in her young life where she was no longer interested in silly boys. She wanted to meet a man of the world, learn things, to see the world through his eyes. And Denny seemed to fit the bill. he was ex army, so he must have travel experience, met and knew interesting people. And he excited her, he was very good looking, she thought he was sexy too. He was definitely not on his uppers, he had money, and he was assured and confidant. They chatted about a range of things; he soon had her giggling with the things he told her. CC was getting excited being so close to a real man. Denny was wondering what and where the key to her pussy might be. Then he asked her about her father, a cloud passed over her eyes, he moved to her, put his arm around her shoulder, and apologised for mentioning something that might have hurt her. "I'm sorry CC, I didn't mean to upset you, I would never knowingly hurt you CC, you are too soft and nice. I would die if I did that to you?" he hugged her gently. She rested against him, grateful for his tenderness, and understanding; she lay her head on his shoulder, and sighed. "It does upset me, I love them both, but what can I do?" she whispered. "Nothing CC, nothing, they have to work it out, but I'll always be here for you if you need me honey," he breathed huskily into her ear. "Mmmm, that's nice Denny," she murmured, "I do feel safe with you, I like you, you know?" Denny kissed her head softly, slowly does it, he said to himself, almost there now laddie, don't blow it! He stroked her face, cupped her chin, and looking into those trusting eyes, 'bastard' he told himself, he kissed her gently and quickly on the lips. CC closed her eyes and swam in the kiss, she wondered for a moment whether it had actually happened at all. When she opened them lazily she was staring right into his deep dark eyes, they were calling to her. "Come to me CC, we need you, come closer CC, know me, see me, meet me." she, without knowing it, leaned upwards a little and she kissed him. "Bingo!" Denny almost shouted, he kissed her back, let the kiss take its course, then added a little pressure to it, moved his lips a little on hers. CC was up in the air, it was a kiss she had never had. It was a kiss that only a man could give, he was breathing life into her through his kiss. He increased it more and more, becoming a little more passionate with each passing second, soon he had her right in his arms. CC was willing him on, he turned her slightly, CC knew he was going to lay her down, just like a real man would, she thought. As he gently pulled her around, she lifted her legs to allow him to get her on her back where he would have her. She felt the power surging through her from him. At last she had found a man, a man who knew how to be, and how to handle a real live woman, one like me, she thought. As they slowly stretched out, his mighty frame covering hers, he brushed her tits, this made her gasp. CC's inner needs burst forth, she whimpered, Denny cupped a tit and found her nipple. "Oh, oh, oh Denny, Hmmmmm, ooooh, that's so.... Then she hugged him. The kiss was full on now, long deep and intense, tongues working on each other. The young 18 year old blond beauty was Denny's, he couldn't believe his luck, an answer to a simple news paper advert, had led him to here to her, he was ecstatic. Her blouse undone, she was wearing a front fastening bra that posed no problems for his nimble fingers, flesh was now on flesh, soon his lips locked on to the bullet hard nub, and CC came. She was grasping at him, caught deep in the intense feeling racing through her, she had cum before but nothing this hard and powerful, it was wondrous that a man could make her do this, it scared her. Then common sense caught her, she suddenly scrambled up off the sofa, and raced out of the door before he had a chance to draw breath. He watched through the window as she drove away, cursing himself for rushing her. You should have taken more time, you fucking idiot, he raged at himself. He didn't phone her, he didn't want to exacerbate a potential problem, leave things as they are, and put it down to a failure, you dolt! About 8pm he was thinking of ringing one of his ex's, he could do to get rid of a good load. And he was as horny as fuck, he had been so close getting CC he could almost taste her in his mouth. He walked to the phone and picked it up. Then his doorbell rang, cursing things now, he went to the door and looked through the peephole, he always did, you never knew who might be lurking in the hallway. It was CC! He couldn't believe it, he scanned around her making sure she was alone, all he could see was her, and the long coat she had on. On opening the door, she lowered her eyes, and said, "I'm sorry for rushing off like a silly school girl Denny, my emotions got the better of me, please forgive me, can I come in please?" He almost cheered the roof off. "Of course you can CC, I understand, you felt worried, a little scared, and that's okay, it really is." These were the words CC wanted to hear; she rushed him, and clamped him in her arms. "Well I'm here now, aren't I?" she mumbled into his flat broad chest. "You sure are baby, you are really here, isn't it wonderful aren't you wonderful?" CC lifted her head and he kissed her, CC kissed him back, hard. Denny's prick went into automatic, it was ready already. "Do you still think I'm attractive Denny, she asked coyly, he understood, she was needing reassurance, telling that no one could ever get near her soft beauty, in honesty, truth, passion, beauty, and niceness, "you are just so lovely, not only here," and he waved his arm over her, "but in here too honey," and tapped her chest. "My mother is away for the night, I'm on my own, and I don't want to be Denny, please?" She was asking him if she could stay here with him. "Come on baby, lets get comfortable, shall we?" he whispered into her ear while kissing her receptive neck, and leading her back to the sofa. He was going to be in for a shock when he peeled her coat off her. CC was in his arms and in his lap, she could feel his cock pressing into her ass, she was more turned on now than she had ever been in her young life, this time there was no going back, not now! Denny unbuttoned her coat to get at her, put his hand in to get the nipples again. And found nothing but a tiny, filmy, wispy negligee type thing, it was totally transparent, and other than that she was totally naked. "I'm yours now Denny, take me, make me a woman, make me yours Denny please, I need you so much Denny, please don't send me away, I couldn't bear it if you did, please don't?" She cried the last few words. "Send you away, you have to be fucking joking CC," he told her in his head. He stopped wasting time and carried her straight into his bedroom, and stripped off himself; he ripped her negligee off, got on the bed and was in her in moments. The young blond beauty squealed in joy, happiness, and lust. The 44 year old black Janitor had just scored with the girl from school, that every red blooded male wanted to score with. A Black Janitor, White Women! He forced himself to slow, take his time, make her have it yes, but make her enjoy it more, he told himself. His thick black cock went to work, he needed to demolish any future defences she might put up. Then he spoke. "Have you ever been fucked by a black man CC?" ""No Denny, no I haven't, and now I will only ever let a black man near me ever again, please please show me how to please you Denny," she gasped, between increasingly heavy thrusts. The blond beauty went haywire, climax followed climax, she cried, she wailed, she begged him to stop, then harder, then faster, "please stop, no, keep going oh Denny Denny please." Denny unleashed it then, he gave her it all, he fucked her and fucked her, CC became almost comatose, Denny refused to stop until he knew she was dead in the water, and then he unloaded, he erupted with such power CC could only gurgle to him. She never knew it could be, was, or should be like this, it was new, the two boys she had let into her pussy were total timewasters, she knew that now. This was how a man treated a woman, how to love his woman, to make love to his woman, I am now a real woman, he is my man, she said to herself. Denny of course would always have other ideas about that of course; he was too virile to be a one man woman. CC would learn her place, if she was able to earn it that was! He lay on his back and pulled her to him, toyed with her still rock hard nipples, tickled her belly button, and fingered her super hot young pussy. CC crushed herself to him, she didn't know the feelings she was going through, sex was nice but this was different, he was different, life was definitely different now,she said in her lovely blond head. She checked him out, compared her creamy white skin to his dark one, her blond to his black, she kissed his chest, she was in total awe of him. "You are a god Denny," she told him, " a real black god." "No CC, I'm just a guy," he said, "a guy who has made you happy, I hope, and that's all, if I make you happy then that is Gods reward to me." "Oh you have made me happy Denny, and I want you to keep making me happy all night, please?" "Only if you do as I say, okay?" he told her. CC went into submissive mode, she was suddenly terrified of angering him, annoying him, or upsetting him in any way. "I swear I will obey you in every way Denny, I swear on my life, what ever you tell me to do, I will do it!" "That's good CC," he said happily, he liked to have a woman under wraps, and CC was as easy as they could be now. "I have a question for you." "Yes Denny, what is it?" "Have you ever kissed or sucked a cock before CC?" She was stunned, no she hadn't, but should she tell him that? But before she could answer him, he said. "And don't lie to me CC, I'll know if you do." She was quiet for a short while, then she murmured softly. "No Denny I haven't." "Good girl, you have just passed your first test, if you really want to be a woman. You have to understand first and foremost, who you are, what you are, and what you want to be, get me?" "Yes Denny," she answered. But she was far from sure what he was meaning. Denny was leading her down the path to his slutdom. He had several there, and CC would be a very welcome addition. "Please Denny, tell me what to do, I'm not too sure really?" "You go down there," he said, and pointed to his cock, "and you do what comes naturally." "Yes Denny," she answered tentatively. She slowly worked her way down his chest, over his slatted abs, and nestled her face in his pubes. She was staring at her fate, it was laid waiting for her, pointing its eye at her. Her first thought that putting his cock in her mouth was a dirty thing to do, but looking at it, it looking at her, made her want to do it, for him. "Kiss it CC," he told her, she did, "lick it CC," she did, "now put it in your mouth and suck it, lick it and suck it CC as hard as you can, for as long as you can!" CC did, and Denny lay back and let her train herself to be a good cock sucker, she did! CC began slowly, and then built up speed, suction, and power, she was like in industrial hoover sucking him up. Denny couldn't believe this, it was her first time and in minutes she was a pro. He humped his hips at her, this told CC she was doing it right, she increased her tempo and soon Denny was rock hard. She slurped and sucked on the thick velvet head. Denny was in heaven, the beautiful blond 18 year old school girl was sucking cock for the first time, it was his cock, and it was a big black cock! "I'm going to cum CC, don't you dare stop sucking or else," he growled. CC hadn't thought of this, he was going to cum and she had to keep sucking him, what will happen? She thought. She found out right there and then, Denny blew a load into her mouth, his hand on the back of her head wouldn't let her off him, she swallowed, the first lot went down. The second filled her up, she gagged and swallowed again at the same time, then she was breathing again. She realised that this wasn't too bad at all, in fact she liked the taste of him, the power of him. Then she knew he had cum like that, because it was she who had made him cum like that. A gorgeous feeling swept through her. She attacked his cock with more and more vigour, sucking and swallowing every drop she could get out of him. When finally she came up for air she beamed at him, she was flush with pride, she had pleased him, she knew it. "Was that how you wanted it Denny?" She was desperate to know. "Yes it was CC, and with a little more finesse, you'll be the best cock sucker there is!" he told her, and she bloody well will be, he thought happily. CC's heart nearly burst with joy. She wiggled his cock in her dainty little hand; she was getting bolder by the minute! "You are sure your mom doesn't know where you are or who you are with CC That you are okay to stay here tonight?" he asked. " I promise you Denny, she is away until tomorrow afternoon, and I told her I'll be at Jenny's house, she will never know about this, I swear Denny, I swear." Her voice cracking, she was alarmed again. "Okay CC, I believe you, but just to make sure you understand what will happen if you betray or annoy me, this will happen!" He flipped her over, pushed her over his knees and proceeded to thrash her bare ass, and hard too, he wanted to teach her obedience, and this was the best way. CC screamed and struggled, but he battered her ass cheeks until his hand hurt. CC had never in her life been treated like this. But the more she cried to him, the more she was understanding what he was meaning, she knew she would never ever betray him, never! He let her go, and CC stayed where she was over his knees, crying, sobbing, and begging his forgiveness. He knew she was good to go now. She was begging him to forgive her,. And that just after he had spanked her ass like she probably never had it spanked. He slid her up and into his arms. Sobbing quietly in his arms, she whispered. "I'll never let you down Denny, I'll be good for you I promise." "I know you will CC, we just had to clear the air didn't we?" "Yes we did Denny, you'll never have to tell me anything twice," she confirmed. Her subjugation had been a damn sight easier than he thought it could have been, he had even wondered if he would total her. "Now let's get some sleep little one, we'll have a busy day tomorrow before you go home, okay?" "Busy day?" she questioned, Ohhhh I like the sound of that Denny, do you have anything special in mind?" She rubbed her ass tenderly, it would be sore for a week! "Yes I do CC, I'm going to fuck you in the ass, does that sound special to you baby?" The big black man surrounded her; he was inside her, all over her. He was in her head, and in her mind. CC knew he was meaning what he just said, no pretences, no repeal, he had told her, that was that! "But it will hurt me Denny, it will won't it?" she mumbled quietly, hugging herself to him. "It will at first CC, but you'll get used to it, you'll have to won't you?" he looked her in the eye. CC froze before him "Yes Denny I will," was her answer. Then CC went to sleep in the dark arms of her lover, her last waking thoughts were, "he owns me now, I must obey him, I will obey him." Early in the morning Denny wakened and began to wake her, she jiggled under his touch, she came fully awake with a huge smile on her lips "Good morning sir," she greeted him, "I am ready if you want me to be Denny?" "Go and have a look CC, tell me if you find anything to interest you." He told her. The young nubile blond beauty dove under the covers and sucked his growing black erection into her mouth. "Is your mother blond too CC?" he asked as she sucked away. CC nodded her head; she was too busy to speak. "I'll bet she's as good looking as you too, yes?" Again CC nodded her head, her hair swaying softly around his growing excitement. "Does she have a boyfriend, a lover CC?" she shook her head no. "But she's on her own, she must need to be loved doesn't she?" CC nodded her head yes. Denny filed that away, he wondered if her mother would be willing to play, he would have to try and find a way in. If she looked as good as her daughter, she must be a target for the rams in her life? He let it go and wallowed in the pleasure of his young and now very obedient lover to bring him off again with her mouth. He smiled to himself, if only her mom and dad could see their beautiful blond and supposedly innocent daughter right now. Avidly sucking a nice big black cock, a coronary would be the order of the day wouldn't it? Denny felt that wonderful tingling in his balls and bell end, he was going to cum. "Here it is CC, go for it baby, suck my black sperm seed into you, all of it honey, don't waste a drop." CC clamped her mouth tight around the pulsing throbbing wild animal that was him, she would obey him fully. Then her mouth flooded with thick creamy cum, she fought to get it down, she would die rather than let any out, unable to breathe she gulped and gulped, then oxygen entered her nostrils, she had succeeded for him. Every glob was in her, she would taste it for the rest of her life. CC kept sucking long after the event; she loved sucking cock, especially this black one. She would never let a white man or white boy near her again, she didn't know where it would go with Denny, but she was his to do with what he wanted, when he wanted, and for as long as he wanted, she decided. He took her into the bathroom and ran a bath of hot water, picking her up he got in with her, CC spent the most pleasurable hour of her life in there with him. Her pussy was constantly full of fingers and thumbs, her ass got jammed with a big middle digit. "Just opening you up a little bit CC, ready for the main event in a while," he told her, as she wriggled on it. They dried off and he sent her to make some breakfast, CC wasn't used to making breakfast, her mom always did that, but she took great care, she didn't want another spanking, well, she thought, not just yet anyway, and giggled brightly to herself. Denny fucked her as an hour later, CC cried in pain, but submitted completely, she couldn't enjoy it much, the hurt was more than she could bear, but it didn't stop him, "you have to learn CC, its necessary for you," he told her. "Yes Denny, I know," she wept. But amazingly she orgasmed long and hard when he got her little clit. Later he threw clean covers to her and told her to re make the bed. When she came down, he told her she had better go now, be at home when your mom arrives, he had said. As she was leaving, he said to her, "who does all the little jobs in the house that your mom can't do CC?" "She hires people," she responded. "Oh right," thinking quickly, "listen, I'll do it for free because of you baby, what would she say to that do you think?" "She'll be very happy I would think," CC said. "Just tell her the new school janitor is available for small jobs, okay," he said. "Yes Denny, I'll do that," she kissed him passionately and left. Denny congratulated himself on how easy it was, and how gullible CC was. "At least I should find out if her mother is up for a bit of fun, or whether I'm wasting my time. But on Monday Mrs Joyner is going to get my best attention," he decided. CC was now in the back of his mind, he would fuck her when it suited him in future. Then he hit on an idea, he would call his 22 year old eldest son Danny, he had just split from his wife, she had gone home to her parents and refused to go back. Denny didn't care less whether she did or not, he hadn't liked her anyhow. Danny was the spitting image of his father, and was already showing signs of a brain in his handsome head. But Danny was on a downer, so he would fix him up with CC next week. On Monday morning back in school, Denny made sure Mrs Joyner saw him around, he always smiled at her and was gone before she had a chance to either give him a steely glare or a returning smile. And 5 minutes before he was going off duty, he knocked on her door and asked if he could give her office a sweep and a dust. She thanked him heartily for the offer. He did this every day and soon he was chatting to her, then telling her little stories he was making up, she laughed and giggled like a school girl as he went around her office doing his job. He could tell she was interested in his ways, his opinions, and his life. He told her he was divorced, lived in a swank apartment. She asked him was he always happy, or was it a show. His analytical brain kicked in to gear with the reply. "I have an inner desire to make people who seem to have a tiny cloud in their lives, to shoo it away with a laugh, have I done it with yours Mrs Joyner?" he said respectfully. "How do you know I have a cloud in my life Denny?" she replied; now he knew she had, or she wouldn't have said that would she? "Just a guess, sorry if I'm being intrusive, but you seem preoccupied sometimes," he said. "You are not being intrusive Denny, not at all, I value your thoughts, you also seem very perceptive too." He looked at her and wondered if he ought to make a small pass at her, nothing that couldn't be washed away. "Life can be lonely at times," he said to her in a wistful manner. "Yes Denny it can," her face definitely clouded this time. He wasn't to know that she hadn't had sexual contact with her husband in over two months, and even longer before that, Emily was in need of some serious TLC! He stepped to her and brushed a lock of her soft hair away from her face and tucked it behind an ear. Then he stepped back, "enough contact there," he told himself, "now she knows I'm interested in her, and available." "Well, I'll see you tomorrow Denny, I have to home early myself, David, my husband, is going away for the rest of the week" and she opened the door for him. That's when he saw sadness in her eyes; he left quickly, not wanting to embarrass her in any way. He mulled over what to do, if her husband is gone, I wonder if she'd accept an offer of an evening drink. No, he decided that would be too obvious. Then a possible simple invite came into his head, he would ask her tomorrow afternoon. He hadn't seen CC once, then she appeared at his door, he asked her in, and sat her down. He called his son privately, and told him to go to the Coffee Cup Café, and sit in the window; he was sending him someone to cheer him up. "Who dad," he asked, "don't dump one of your tramps on me!" he laughed. "Danny I would do that, to you?" and he laughed too, "no this is someone special, very special believe me, you will be astonished I promise. She is someone who needs a man like you, you will love her, I am a good friend of her mother, and whatever you do don't tell her you are my son, okay?" "Okay dad I'll be there in 30 minutes," he replied. He talked to CC and told her what he wanted her to do, she was nonplussed, and found it difficult to do as he asked. He told her how special this young man was, how good looking he was, how nice he was, and not to worry. She would be more than safe, he also told her not to mention him in any way, she didn't know him, but knew him from school that's all if things went forwards. Finally he convinced her, and off she went. Neither of them called him for any reason so he surmised that all had gone well, if he knew his son he would be so enamoured with her, and she him. At school the following day CC passed him and whispered, "Wow Denny, wow!" and giggled. Now he knew he had done the right thing, CC would have young vibrant black boyfriend, a younger version of him, and of course she would have bragging rights at school too, because he was older. He went to Mrs Joyner's office as usual, she was friendly and chatty, giggling was the order of the day. Then Denny tried his somewhat hopeful plan. "I know you said your husband has gone away," he said to her, looking her straight into the eyes, honesty is the best policy, he mused. "And I was going to ask you if you would like to go for an after work drink, but I thought you would say no to that?" "Yes Denny, I would have said no, but thank you." "So," he continued, " I'm doing a pot roast tonight, and there'll be too much for one, would you please allow me to serve you dinner when you leave here?" She was astonished, this she hadn't expected, and before she had time to think about it, she was saying. "Why Denny, that is most gracious of you, I'll be delighted to have dinner with you." "That's just great Mrs Joyner, you have made me a happy man, I love to cook and don't get a lot of chances being on my own all the time," he lied through his eye teeth! "Will 6 o'clock be okay Denny?" she smiled. "6 o'clock will be just right, I'll see you then Mrs Joyner." I think you can call me by my first name tonight Denny, its Emily, alright?" he already knew that but didn't let on. "Yes Emily," and he looked over his shoulder pretending to see if any one was listening, it made her laugh again. He went straight to the shops and bought what he needed, he really did like cooking and pot roast was his favourite, he was an expert at it, he also bought two bottles of very expensive vintage wine. He knew she was wine connoisseur from the books in her office. He had it ready on the dot, and Mrs Joyner, Emily, arrived on the dot too. He took her coat, she admired his apartment, he gave her a guided tour, thinking to himself, "if you only knew I had fucked your most beautiful 18 year old pupil in that bed Emily,, you would die!" He offered her the bottle to check out and again she was more than impressed. He popped it and served her a tulip glass full. They toasted each other, and they spent the whole evening dining, chatting, and laughing, Denny made sure she had most of the wine. He went for broke; he still wasn't sure how she would go with his move on her. As they were sipping the wine, he said to her. "Do you have opinions on black people Emily?" She knew immediately what he was referring to, himself. "No Denny, if we had more people like you in this world it would be a much better and nicer place!" she told him. Denny leaned over slightly, took her glass from her and put it down with his, then he kissed her lightly on the cheek. "I like you Emily, I really do," he told her, his voice was as sincere as he could make it. Emily touched her cheek where he had kissed it and looked at him, but said nothing; Denny leaned in again and kissed her lips this time, but only in a peck. Again she said nothing, so this time he took her in his arms and kissed her properly, Emily responded fully, she kissed him back. She was so lonely, she needed to be loved, to be touched, to be needed, to be desired, and Denny was doing exactly what it was she wanted. Soon they were wrapped up in each other, kissing passionately, then he touched her breast, Emily sighed a very happy sigh, she was a sexy sensual woman, she had a right to be desired like this. A Black Janitor, White Women! "Denny?" She breathed, her arousal showing through, and exciting her. "Yes Emily?" Denny said. "Take me to your bed, and take me right now please:" It was all that was needed, she was up off the sofa and on her way it seemed before she had finished saying it to him. Denny made love to her the way he thought she would want it, he made her the centre of his world for hours. She cried in his arms at the passionate way he handled her, and when he finally put his made to measure black cock into her begging sweet pussy, she wept tears of joy; frustration was fucked out of her totally by him. The orgasms she had because of his way with her destroyed her mind, she was euphoric. She never went home that night, she stayed with him, saying only. "My husband will call, all he will get is the answer phone, but I have the answer right here," she smiled holding his tool in her delicate hands. Denny didn't even try to respond to that. "Is this your first time with a black guy Emily?" he asked, she nodded her head. "Loving is loving Denny, it doesn't matter to me what colour a person is," she told him. "But I have to confess, if I had known it was going to be this good, this beautiful, I would have gone there years ago!" That was the kind of answer Denny was hoping for, when he had told her earlier that he liked her, he had meant it, he did. She was a clever bright intelligent woman, and one he supposed, could match his scalpel like mind. They were up early the following morning, and had a terrific morning fuck; Emily came right out of her shell with him. She gave it her all; she had him on his back and fucked him into the morning sunrise. They went there separate ways but she promised she would spend the weekend with him, if that's what he wanted, did he want it, you bet he fucking did. He just hoped CC wouldn't come knocking on his door, which would be a game spoiler for sure. He called his son, who told him what a little corker she was, "she couldn't get enough of me dad, how did you find her?" he asked. "I told you, I know her mother, but keep it all between us, its very delicate, okay?" he said to his son. "I will dad, don't you worry, I'm not letting this one go!" he followed up. "Traitorous little bitch isn't she?" he laughed to himself when he put the phone down. At work things went accordingly, no flashing eyes, no unnecessary contact, just a smiled hello passed between them. Emily was happy for the first time in months. Then a change of plan. Emily told Denny she would like him to come to her home, there were things she had to do over the coming weekend that she could only do there. He agreed immediately. That evening they fucked for hours before Emily made a meal for them, while she was doing it, he looked around her expensive home. On the piano, there was a range of photos. And that's when he recognised her husband; it was the man he had taken the apartment off. The gambling foe he had beaten so convincingly, Denny was now fucking his wife, Denny guffawed loudly. Then the name came back to him, David Joyner! "What goes around, comes around!" he laughed to himself. He immediately went back to Emily, he felt an a affinity with her, her husband was or is screwing around and got trapped, now he would pay the price! He made a mental note to have him looked at by a friend of his. In bed, he was fingering Emily's tight little ass, he was questioning her with his eyes. "Yes Denny I have, and any time you are ready to do me there, go right ahead, I love it up my shit box!" she laughed, "but can't remember the last time when!" Denny laughed with her, "there's some KY in the bathroom cabinet," she offered. Denny went off to fetch it, soon he was applying it liberally to and in her ass, and she applied to his growing dick. "Black cock is really beautiful Denny, I never knew how much until you came along," she told him softly, and reverently. "It's beautiful when it's with the right woman Emily," he replied, "and I know that it is here with you." Emily got to her shapely knees and offered him her even shapelier ass. Denny sighed when he looked down at this magnificent woman. At the top of her profession, a well respected and much loved member of the community. "And she is giving herself to me, the fucking part time school janitor!" He crooned to himself. He slid it in, Emily moaned immediately, then sighed, he was big, it stretched her fully, she bent her head and held fast. "This is the best thing that's happened to me in a long long while," she said in her lovely head, "even though its killing me." Emily suddenly pushed back at him, forcing him in even further, he joined forces and rammed forward, Emily cried out, but kept up her rear guard action! Denny got her clit, then her nipples and pushed in and out of her ass, they were both lost in their own world, yet giving the other all of they had. Denny let go of her clit and nipples, and grabbed her hips and drove in as hard as he could. He battered at her, Emily held her ground as much as she could, but he drove her up the bed on her knees, where she held herself still against his thrusts. Denny started grunting, he couldn't hold back, this was the best ass fuck he had ever had, he was an ass man, and he loved to fuck ass. Emily knew he was on his way and she also knew her final cum, of which she'd already had many, would be the biggest and best of them all. His final ramming bang into her saw his prick erupt with all the power of steam train, he flooded her with his thick heavy cream. Emily felt it burn its way into her, her own orgasm would have knocked an elephant off its feet. Somehow they ended up in a heap on the bed, her under him, his prick still locked in and held tight by her ass. Then in the after glow, she started to laugh, giggle and snigger. "Ooooh Denny that really hurt, do you know that? My bum is going to be sore for a week," she said, sniggering loudly! "I think my wotsit'll fall off too if I don't get it out soon, you're strangling it!" he laughed too. He rolled of her and they went into a clinch. He opened his eyes and he was looking at the back of her head, she was still slumbering, he went to the bathroom, then had a private tour of her house on his own. He found out things about herm husband that might prove useful in finding out all about him. He went outside and called a friend, told him what he wanted, "as much dirt on the guy as you can find Stevie, okay?" He made some tea and went back up, he clattered the cups waking her up. "Morning sleepy head," he greeted her with a morning kiss. She stretched lithely, and sat up, he caught his breath when he saw her nakedness, her breasts hanging over the edge of the covers. "You are a beautiful man Denny Hanson," she said, looking at him, in a way that fitted her mood. "Why thank you maam, and your not too bad yourself, even if I do say so myself! "Come here you," she told him, holding her arms out. He went to her and they shared a real moment of heat, before he said teasingly. "Your tea is getting cold Mrs Joyner!" laughing to her. She scowled playfully at him, and picked up her cup, "I'm famished now," she said. "Breakfast coming up," he told her, "that's if I can find stuff for it," he told her over his shoulder as he disappeared. In the kitchen he found all he needed and proceeded to make a bucket full of food, he carted it all up, Emily was in the shower. He called her and she dashed out all wet, and deliciously naked. She dived into the food along with him. They were both ravenous after the night's entertainment they had shared. She took him back into the shower where she sank to her knees and gave him her best blow job. Her eyes hardly left his; she took it out a few times to admire the thick heavy black cock, saying. "Black cock is certainly something special Denny, well, this one is anyway, I wouldn't know about any others though." The weekend was spent in a plethora of loving, love making, plain animalistic fucking, and Emily doing the bits and pieces she mentioned in between. Denny left late Sunday night for appearances sake. Emily would be busy with school work at least until Thursday so she would be off limits sadly, she had told him. Denny didn't mind, he knew he would have her again, no problem, she was on board now. On the Tuesday he saw CC, he held his breath when she approached him, he was hoping everything was okay and that she didn't want to call around. He had realised that whilst fucking the beautiful school girl was a fabulous thing, he knew he was treading on egg shells. She handed him a note, he didn't want to read it, until she said. "Don't look so alarmed Denny, its from my mom, and by the way, I love you for introducing me to Danny, he's just fantastic, you don't mind do you?" and her face clouded over. He couldn't have been happier. "I am so so happy for you CC, and to be honest, I would never be able to keep up with you, you need a younger man," he lied. He read the note in his little office. Dear Denny, my daughter has told me you can do small repair and maintenance tasks around my house, could you possibly call the number below so we can talk. Thank you kindly, Claire Lomas. He called immediately, and after introductions on the phone they agreed to meet at her home after he left the school at 2pm. He went home quickly first to shower and change, he felt he needed to make a good first impression, dark slacks, white loafers, and a white top, all to enhance his dark good looks. He knocked on her door after being admitted through two large security gates, and walked up a fairly lengthy drive. Claire Lomas appeared, and Denny had to suck in an extra breath, she was gorgeous, an extremely beautiful older version of her daughter. She was completely opposite to her daughter, elegant, as opposed to child like movements, feminine as opposed to girly ways. He gathered his wits and stepped forward to her holding out his hand. "I'm Denny, Mrs Lomas," he said, respectfully, "I'm pleased to meet you." "And I'm Claire, Denny, not Mrs Lomas, I too, am pleased to meet you." She took his hand in hers and squeezed it gently. She led him in, asked him a few perfunctory questions, then showed him around, it was a beautiful home, she pointed out this and that which needed attention. "Because my husband no longer lives here these are tasks I can't find the energy for, will you be able to help me, and take them on, I'll pay you well of course." Denny nearly said, "I'll do it all for free if you like, just to have the chance to be near you!" "I'll be delighted Claire," he told her, "how about I come around on Saturday morning, I can start then." "Oh Denny, I'll be so grateful too you," she told him gleefully. 'I wonder if I can get Danny to secrete CC away for the weekend to give me time alone with her mother.' He thought. She insisted on making coffee and they chatted, she was quite forward in telling him of her husband. "He was being a naughty boy and I found out," she said, "so I've thrown him out, he wants to come back, but I'm having none of it, he gone, he's history. But CC thinks we just split to revitalise our marriage so please don't tell her of anything I've told you Denny, okay." "My lips are sealed Claire, I promise, and if you don't mind me saying so, your husband must be mad to do the dirty on you, I don't understand, I hope you don0't mind me saying it, but you are very beautiful Claire." He could have kicked himself for saying that, 'keep it slow you fucking dunderhead,' he berated himself. "I think it was a case of the grass being greener over the hill," she said, "well now he's found out it isn't!" "Still," Denny mused, looking at her interestedly, which he hadn't meant to do. "Well, I'll see you on Saturday then Denny," and she led him to the door, as he was passing her, she said. "And I thank you for your kind words; It makes me feel better to know I can still look good." He left, and went straight to a DIY shop and bought tools he knew he would need to do the jobs she wanted doing. "Oh the things I do to get into some women's knickers," he laughed inside. Emily called on Friday night, the made sweet passionate love, then she apologised for not being able to stay the weekend with him. But he told her his weekend was booked up anyway with an event he was into. On the following morning Denny was at the door by 9am. Danny had come up trumps and had got CC to go away with him, with a hefty wedge from his dad! Mom wasn't too happy, but agreed in the end. So now Denny had a clear run at her mother. He didn't know how it was going to happen, but he would fuck CC's mother this weekend, of that he was 99% sure, he could feel it in his waters! Claire was impressed with her new handyman, he knew how to dress, this was an important factor in her book. And he was on time too; he was polite, and very good looking. CC had told her he was divorced, so there was no baggage as far as she knew, she also knew something else, but that would keep for later. Denny got straight to work, he was industrious, clean and tidy, and there wasn't an ounce of mess wherever he had been. He also asked Claire if she was satisfied with his efforts. He made sure he got a sweat on too, a man's aroma of honest endeavour he knew, was a aphrodisiac to a lot of women, hopefully to Claire at least, it was! He was wearing a short sleeved white T shirt, tight and accommodating, tight jeans, showing his arranged package, and when she was nearby, his muscles were always on charge, bulging his biceps, thick thighs. Everything he did was designed to entice hopefully, and to lure possibly, the woman he was targeting. Claire made morning tea, with biscuits, at lunch she prepared a pasta, they ate together in the kitchen. She told him how happy she was to have found him, that he seemed a very astute person, and that CC had spoken very highly of him. This put him on guard a little. He smiled, and said, "CC has been speaking about me?" "Oh yes Denny, she says you are the 'bees knees,' her words, not mine," she added. He didn't ask any more, but it increased his determination to get this 40 year old wonder woman. "She is a very beautiful girl Claire, but I think you have the definite edge on her though?" It was a direct intervention on her train of thought. "Why thank you kind sir," she smiled happily, Claire was becoming very impressed, he seemed like a man who knew his way around, had been there, done that kind of man? She wondered. As the day wore on Denny did some garden work, Claire was in attendance most of the time, watching, commentating, asking, and changing her mind about this and that, nothing was too much trouble for Denny; he willingly complied with her requests. He also had her giggling with his comments about this and that, "that's the way Claire, laugh until you cry, then I'll walk into your knickers, hopefully." When it came time for him to cease his tasks, he packed away his tools and told her he would be back at 9 sharp the next morning. Claire was over the moon, she insisted on paying him in cash there and then, and also gave him a bonus. He thanked her profusely, how could he tell her he was probably better off than her anyway. As he was leaving, she hesitated, then said. "What do you have plans for this evening Denny?" "Nothing at all Claire," he answered, praying she had something in mind, "just sat in front of the television by myself, that's all?" "Then would you allow me to cook you dinner, CC is away for the weekend, I'm all on my own too," she said, "why don't we get together, what do you think?" Denny pondered for effect, "I would be absolutely delighted Claire, thank you so much, its not often I get asked like this. I can be back in an hour or two if that would suit?" "I'll have dinner ready for 8, is that okay?" she beamed. "I'll be here for 8 or earlier, thank you so much, thank you, thank you!" He was almost apologetic, then quickly kissed her cheek, dropped his mouth open in surprise, then blushed, even though she couldn't see it, she felt it. He again bought two very expensive bottles of vintage wine, but not like the ones he had seen in her wine cabinet. He took great care in dressing; he had on a dark blue silk suit, brilliant white shirt, open at the collar, and the big thick gold choke chain around his neck. His attire was a weighty combination. The white brilliance of the shirt, the gold of the chain, the dark skin, and his handsome black face could be a captivating sight to a woman. He wore expensive ode cologne for effect. He also took her a large bouquet of red roses. He arrived at 7.30, he wanted to get on with it, half an hour saved now is half an hour gained later, he told himself with a snigger. Claire opened the door and had a bright smile across her face, and then one of astonishment at the flowers, she gushed openly to him. "Oh Denny they are beautiful, they really are, she kissed his cheek then. He lightly put his hand at the small of her back and they walked into her kitchen where she was still preparing dinner. She said, I have to change, I'm running a little late," she apologised. "You go right ahead Claire; I'll finish up here for you okay?" "No Denny I can't let you do that, you are my guest." "We are a team Claire, we worked well today, I know we can work well tonight, off you go!" he told her. She laughed as she walked away, Denny got to work she was doing steaks, the rest was done, donning an apron, he readied the grill, then shouted up the stairs to ask how long she would be, so he could throw them on the grill. He didn't want to stain his suit, but the greater prize was waiting, a stain would be acceptable. Claire came down, and Denny caught his breath, she looked stunning. "My God Claire, I have never seen anything, or anyone more beautiful than you, you look amazing." She smiled and thanked him. "If you can look like you do Denny, then I have an obligation to try and return the compliment by dressing well for you." She breathed, Claire was excited, she was enjoying a moment for a change, she deserved to enjoy herself, it was her right! These were her thoughts. She was wearing a long satin dress, it was split to mid thigh, it had no additional extras to it, it was simple in design, but fitted her like a sheath, and he noted, there's not a stitch under it! Her hair was up in luscious loose wavy curls, and a silver necklace around her slim smooth neck. He quickly washed his hands, dropped the apron, took her in his arms and swished her around the kitchen. He sang some song about moonlight and stars to her, staring hard into her light blue eyes. Claire laughed and looked at him in a really serious manner. "Maam, I am honoured and privileged to be allowed into your home, and your presence, I bow before your utter beauty." He swept down in the bow, came up, took her in his arms again and this time hugged her. Claire hugged him back, he was going to try and kiss her but changed tack. "Steaks," he said, " if maam would allow me?" He escorted her to the table in the dining room, making sure he had close contact, and giving her his full attention, then he hurried back. Claire watched him go with a sigh. "What a beautiful nice man, oh if only?" she thought wistfully. He returned within five minutes, presented the food with gusto, soon Claire was choking with laughing, and somehow they ended up sitting alongside each other, and offering each the other pieces of meat from their forks. Both now knew where this was all going to end, in her bed! Denny was going to get his wish, but there one thing troubling him, CC! He was wishing he hadn't seduced and fucked her, this could come back tom haunt him now. He put it to the back of his mind; there was no way he was going to pass up on this opportunity. Claire was too beautiful, too sexy, and so blond; it was every black man's dream, to fuck the ultimate blond. Unfortunately he had fucked her daughter just recently as well, and now his eldest son was into it! A Black Janitor, White Women! After the meal they consumed the rest of the wine, it put Claire into a mellow mood, but also filled her with sexual desire for this man who was black yes, but so utterly charming, she had no worries about stepping over the edge her husband had, not now. The fact that he was black was of no consequence, but she did wonder if it was rue what they say about them! She laughed inwardly, and was now looking forward to finding out. They ended up on the sofa, and were soon enamoured with each other, becoming more passionate, and more aroused, certainly in Claire's case, he was manipulating her on to a higher and higher plane. Claire love the feel of his skin, the way he smelled, everything about him was so unusual. This man wasn't the run of the mill type of guy, he knew things, and Claire was enthralled. She made the first real move; her hand slid down and encased his growing cock, both mumbled in appreciation. Denny took over from there; he stood here up, nodded at the door, and said. "Shall we Claire?" "Very definitely Denny," she whispered to him. They walked arm in arm up to her bedroom, there they slowly undressed each other. Claire fell swiftly to her knees when she had him naked. "I've always wondered about black men Denny, you know?" she said huskily, "to see if it's true what they say. I can see from you that it seems to be so." Claire smiled and kissed the rounded head, licked it, the taste was unusual to her, then she sucked it in. Her hands drifted up his body as she did so. She explored him while becoming fully conversant with his proud erect big black cock. He looked down at her s her eyes caught his, Claire was feeling dizzy, the power coming off him assailed her mind. From her position on her knees looking up at him, Denny appeared as a giant black oak tree, she shuddered before him. Claire attacked his cock now with all she had, she didn't care if he came in her mouth, or threw her on the bed, she just needed desperately to have the black power drill in her somewhere, somehow. She replaced her lips with a hand, and sucked in a black hairy nut, then the other, his smell was all pervading now, his aroma enticed her sexual desires right out of her. Her nostrils were filled with him, the black heat was smothering her. Her free hand went to her withering pussy to find her clit, as soon as her finger made contact she came. It forced her back on her haunches; her hand went out to support herself to keep from falling over. Denny knew what had happened, he reached down, helped her to her feet, and sent her backwards on to the bed, he went after her and invaded her with his black hammer. Claire was mortally wounded with his first laser like strike, it lanced her, spread her wide, her legs rose in the air as if an explosion had occurred. Denny was almost brutal in his savagery, he showed no mercy; Claire didn't what had hit her, all she knew was that whatever he did, it was more than okay with her, it had to be. This was Denny's forte, he knew how to fuck, he was he ultimate fuck machine and he was in top form and top gear this night. Claire had no idea that it was she herself that had provoked this in him, her beautiful blondness, her desire for him, the way she had given of herself. This had triggered his libido in a way he didn't often see. But it was out in force tonight, Denny went into over drive, he systematically pounded her so smoothly, so succinctly, that Claire began to roll one orgasm into the next. She was wrapped around him, held in place by her needs, by Denny, his prick was centred on her universe. Then the memory of her husband floored into her mind She irrationally hoped and prayed that he would walk into the bedroom and see her being scythed by the black lover she was held captive by. She giggled uncontrollably, Denny thought it was the thrill of him that caused it, it actually increased his fuck rate, powering himself on to the flat out explosive detonation of his own ejaculation. His cum filled Claire to the top, it washed out like she was having a pee in a bucket. She collapsed inwardly and outwardly, she came in torrents, crying out, "Ohhhh, Ohhhh, Argggggh, Hmmmmm, Ohhhh yes, yes, yes Ohhhh God, Ugggh!" Then she fell quiet, Denny continued to drain his balls into her, the circle of wetness from them both spreading in a circle around them. He rolled away, he was completely satisfied, it was one of the best fucks he had ever had, his balls felt really 3empty. Claire was in the same vein, she lay where he left her. Denny turned to look at her, her beautiful face was flushed, but serene in complexion. She couldn't ever remember a loving of this magnitude, this complex, this good. It was 7.20 when he opened his eyes, Claire was still asleep, he looked at her, even after the mind boggling session they had shared she still looked good enough to eat. She really was astonishingly beautiful, easily eclipsing that of her gorgeous daughter by a long way, he thought. Denny got up slowly so as not to waken her, he headed for the shower, the hot water felt great, then he caught a draft, the door opened and in she stepped, all elegance and femininity. She put her arms around his neck, he embraced her too, then they had long passionate kisses, her hand dropped, she felt for him. "I have unfinished business Denny," she told him smilingly. "Well," he replied, "there's no time like the present Claire to get things out of the way is there?" His cock grew in her hand, in anticipation of her intentions. He fingered her, as she fingered him, he was washing out her pussy for her, she removed the films of cum from him. Then the blond 40 year old goddess dropped to her knees, again she was looking up as water cascaded off him. He glistened, his dark skin brightened here and there as the water dropped away. Again her blue eyes caught and held his, as his prick end disappeared from his view. Claire gulped at it, she blew, sucked, and played havoc with her searching tongue. Her fingers playing lovingly with his balls as she coaxed him more and more to her. This time there would be no second attempt, Claire was after it and him. Denny held on to the shower rail as his balls boiled up, he felt the fabulous tingling begin somewhere near his toes before spreading up to the end of his dick. He knew in three seconds flat he was going to cum, he grabbed a handful of her hair, this was the signal for Claire to ready herself for the onslaught, the salvo's she was expecting, wanting, and needing. She straightened herself up, kneeling high, her mouth at 90degrees to him, then he pumped the first lot right into the back of her throat. Claire clamped her mouth tight around him, there would be no release until he finished, PUMP, SPLAT, PUMP, SPLAT, PUMP,SPLAT! He jacked it out and into the hot smooth praying mantis mouth that was hers, Claire swallowed every thing he gave her. Denny's knees buckled, he had to hold on, he couldn't remember a time before this when it had happened quite like this. Claire held him in long after he had finished unloading, she literally sucked him dry. She beamed up at him knowing she had done more than a good job, she could see the relief, the satisfaction, the happiness in his face. The kind a man has when he's just shot his best load. And she, Claire had been the recipient of it, the ultimate cat that got the cream. He helped her to her feet and together they spent the next 30 minutes attending to each other, lots of loving, touching, caressing, stroking and kissing, lots and lots of it. They dried off and went back to bed where they both dozed, he awakened to the aroma of bacon and eggs, along with sausages, hot buttered toast and coffee. He couldn't get down stairs fast enough, they kissed lovingly, and then they ate as if neither had been fed for a week. They both went back to bed, Denny saying cheekily, "what about my jobs maam, I won't get paid off the boss if I renege on them." "You have earned bonuses Denny," she tittered, "the boss will pay you treble time for what she has in mind for you." "Oh that's good news, maybe I'll get some overtime this weekend, if I'm lucky!" he laughed. "Oh I'm sure you will, I know it!" She joined in. That afternoon, as Denny got work on her pussy, she was screaming quietly for him wipe the insides of her pussy even harder with his tongue. Denny duly obliged, scouring all he got around his tongue, whilst sucking mightily on her clit. Claire went into orbit, her climaxes shattered her. As they rested, Claire said to him. "Denny, is it true what they say about black men?" "Is what true, size?" "No, I know how big you are, and how good you even are, I was thinking about, in there?" She indicated over her shoulder. "Ah," he said," well, it is true if you are talking about me, I can't speak for other men, black or not." "Do you like it in there Claire?" he asked her. "I don't know," she replied. Denny was amazed. "Are you telling me you have never had it up there, you must have tried it Claire?" "I did before I met my husband, but it was all over so quick I can't remember anything about it, it was all too quick." "Then you are talking to the right man, but it will hurt a bit, you know that, yes?" "Yes," she whispered, looking at him expectantly. "Then today you are in for a ride Claire, a long one too, I don't go like a racehorse, more like a plodding shire horse!" She laughed at him, got a hold of his cock, and said, "Lets see shall we?" "Yes lets," was his response. She got him erect in no time, all he was thinking of was raiding her backside, she was practically a virgin, just like her daughter had been before he rammed her open. She reached for some body lotion and handed it to him, then she rolled over and got to her knees, saying. "No matter what I say or do Denny, don't stop, I want to go all the way to the end, take me or drag me, but get me there okay?" "Claire, you can take that to the bank!" he told her. He got behind her and witnessed a glorious sight, it was her rear end up in the air, and the entry fee was nil, free, nada! He spread her with his thumbs and pushed in, Claire squealed, knotted the bedding in her hands, but stayed upright. Head bowed, she moaned and groaned, but refused to budge. Normally Denny liked to get on with it, take what he wanted, but making sure the taker got to enjoy it too. Claire accepted it for what it was, he wanted it, she wanted to try it, she would go with it, rain or shine. The pain was terrible, but she knew it would abate, then she would enjoy it if she could, she hadn't bargained for the fact that when she had expanded to take him, he would get her clit and nipples at the same time. It was like being blitzed from three different directions, she came so unexpectedly it nearly blew her mind, the pain forgotten, she urged him on. "Yes Denny, do it, go on do it!" she demanded, get it all in you black devil, give it to me, make me have it!" she moaned. Denny unlashed his prick then, he let it go, and rampant, severe, harsh plain fucking took control. Claire felt as if he was ripping a new hole in her but the climaxes kept going. After several minutes Denny's grip tightened, " he going to cum," she thought, she was right, he did! It was hard and thunderous that he flattened her, his weight bore her to the bed, he crushed as he filled her wide open ass with thick lumpy sperm. He slowly lifted himself from her, and settled on his elbows to let her breathe. Claire gasped for breath, he did the same, she nipped his dick with her ass muscles, he grunted. "Just testing to see if I still have an ass Denny," she muttered and sniggered at the same time. The whole of the rest of the day was spent just being near each other, Claire felt an affinity with him, he felt that he had had the best fuck of his life, apart from maybe Emily, he thought. Now she really was something special, even compared to Claire, was his humble opinion. Things came to a head early in the late evening, CC returned home. She came in just as her mother had gone upstairs for something, and he, inexplicably hadn't followed her for more fun. But he had retrieved his work clothes and put them on to create the right impression with the neighbours when he left, just in case. She found him sat in her fathers armchair, and wasn't very pleased. He never rose to greet her, but said. "Hi CC, I'm just having a break from the work your mother has for me, then I'm going home, okay?" "Good," she mumbled, he could see she wasn't happy. He took control! "CC, let me tell you, what ever you do, do not mention me to your mother, do not mention me in the same breath to Danny, you and I never happened, and if you do. You will have me to answer to, in a way that you would never get over!" His threat wasn't lost on CC, and she knew he was right too. "I won't say a word Denny, not a letter, I promise," his threat was heeded. And apart from that, it was sensible to keep quiet. She had no idea that he and her mother had spent the whole weekend fucking each other brainless, and she had no need to know. Denny got up, collected his coat, threw it over his shoulder and shouted upstairs. "Mrs Lomas, CC is here, and its time I went, can you pay me later please?" And he left before she had time to answer. He just hoped that Claire would be fine. Later that night he received a phone call from Claire, telling him that whilst she had convinced CC that nothing had happened. She wasn't happy, and on top of that she had talked to her dad, and made him promise to come the next day to sort things out. CC wanted him back home. So, Claire explained; she was going to see what went off. She loved her daughter, she did miss her husband, but she would never ever forget what they had shared. "I would not have missed it for the world Denny, I know the term, 'being blacked,' and I am so glad that I have been, its an experience every woman should have if possible," she told him Claire promised him she would let him know of the outcome. Denny breathed a sigh of relief, it wasn't often he backed himself into a corner, but he had this time. It could have caused all sorts of problems all round, Emily, at school, and his own son. He would keep a low profile and let things slide for a while. In the week he saw CC but she ignored him, so he knew she didn't know anything. But now, in her girlish way she didn't like him, he laughed at that. Danny called him, and said, "Dad I will thank you until the day I die for introducing me to CC, she's fantastic, and I've met her mother too," and he said, with a wink in his voice, "you ought to get in there Dad, she's gorgeous!" Denny laughed for hours at that. Two weeks later an envelope landed on his mat, along with an invoice. It was from Stevie his erstwhile investigator. It was all about Emily's husband, in short the man was a jerk, a serial womaniser, and had been photographed in all sorts of places, in clinches with women, at bistro's, in bars, going into hotels, apartment blocks and the odd house. And with a few different women, but some were repeats. Stevie told him 90% of them were hookers. Over the last few weeks he had realised he had to slow down, or his own reputation would precede him. And anyway, he was missing Emily, but she seemed to be, not ignoring him, but shying away for some reason. He repackaged the envelope, and after much arguing with himself, he sent it to her. She deserved to know about her husband, and Denny thought that she must suspect something was mightily wrong anyway. The following week on the Friday afternoon, Emily knocked on the door of his tiny cubicle, when he opened it she was looking right at him. "We need to talk Denny; can you be at mine tonight for, say 8pm?" "Erm yes Mrs Joyner, of course, is there some sort of problem?" he asked; now it was he who was unsure. "Not at all," she looked all around her no one was nearby, quickly standing on her tip toes she kissed his cheek, then she was on her way from him. He watched her sway as she walked, "well I'll be!" he mumbled. "Things are looking good," he thought, "just like her!"