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The Encounters Ch. 01

By: Sara692



I had been out with my girlfriends, you know a girls night out with dinner and dancing. I live in a collage town and we hit the most popular clubs that Friday night. I had been with my best friend Amber and a few girls from work. What a blast. It had been a while since I had done something like that, since collage at least. I was really having fun. The stress from work was now long forgotten. The night of fun had been a blur. 

Now I have awakened in bed, I felt like I was dying. I hurt all over, my head ached. It wasn't just a headache, my head felt like it had split and my brains were spilling out. I could hardly see. I was on my side and I turned to my back and tried to look at the ceiling to get my bearings. I didn't know where I was. Everything was blurry and the room was spinning. I was sick to my stomach. 

I rolled over and tried to get out of bed to get to the bathroom, trying to stand but fell to the floor instead. I couldn't stand and started crawling, the room spinning. I didn't make it all the way to the toilet before I started throwing up. I couldn't hold it back. I crawled through it, what I had upchucked. I didn't care at the time. Didn't even know I had slid my nude body through it and was sitting in it when I found the toilet and hugged it like some do when they had too much to drink and chucked up some more. I passed out and awoke a little while later, laying in my vomit. 

The room wasn't spinning quite as bad as it had been. I was in my bathroom. I was glad for that. I was afraid I had been in someone else's bed when I first woke up. 

The room stunk. The floor was a mess, I was a mess. I reached up and pulled the towels off the rack and began cleaning up the floor, the mess I had made. I was bitching at myself all the while. Looking at and smelling the stink made me rush to the toilet again and I dry heaved. 

Fuck Sara I kept telling myself, just what did you do? I was covered in vomit. I looked around the room and into the bedroom thinking at least I made it to the bathroom before upchucking. I still couldn't stand up and crawled into the shower. I had a rather large one with a seat built into one corner but I couldn't get up on it. I just sat there on the floor and reached up and turned on the water and sat there under the flow, washing off the stink. I wasn't even aware of how cold it was until I started shivering. It was then I adjusted the flow and got hotter water. It felt good. I didn't know how long I sat there and let the spray splash over me, I may have even passed in and out of consciousness for a short while. 

The water was getting cold when I came to enough to reach for the soap to soap down and try to clean myself up. I was feeling better. Although I still had a splitting headache I found I could finally stand up. I was also a little sore down there in my private parts but ignored that because of the pain in my head. Actually I felt I had been through the wringer, an old saying my mother had always used when she had over extended herself with chores. 

The water was getting colder so I quickly rinsed. There were no clean towels left on the towel rack so while dripping water all over the still messy floor; I found clean towels in the linen closet in my bedroom and toweled myself off. I was looking at myself in the mirror, bloodshot eyes, knotted hair, light bruises on my hips and thighs. What, I thought, bruises? How did they get there? I looked closer and felt them. Yes I thought to myself, they are small bruises. How did they get there? That was when I really noted the soreness down there. I inspected with my fingers. My pussy was tender to the touch and slick. Even though I had showered, I could feel the slime. I slipped a finger inside and withdrew it sniffing it. There was an unmistakable musky smell. 

Puzzled, I couldn't remember much from last night, not even how I got home. That's when the phone rang. It was on the bedside table and I reached for it.

"Hello," I just managed to whisper. I was still unsure of what all had taken place and was very confused. 

"Sara, it's me Amber. There was silence on my end. "Sara, are you OK? You got pretty wild last night." 

I was trying to get my thoughts together trying to remember what I had done last night. I knew I had been out with the girls and had a lot of fun but I didn't know about this being wild. That was something I never did. I had always been reserved, kind of like I was always the designated driver.

"Yes Amber, I think I'm OK, I just have this splitting headache and was very sick to my stomach and was throwing up."

"Well I'm not surprised. You were the life of the party. It was the first time I ever saw you let yourself go like that."

"What do you mean life of the party and let myself go. What did I do?"

"You don't remember?"

"Will, I don't remember all of it. I do remember the two clubs we went to and all the drinking, dancing and flirting. Did we go to another club from there?" 

"You don't remember the last club we went to where the black guy kept trying to pick you up?" 

There was a long pause of silence from my end. I couldn't remember. Crap I thought. Did he bring me home?

I blurted out, "Did he take me home?"

"Sara, you honestly don't remember? No he didn't take you home. I drove you home in your car and Kathy drove mine. We put you to bed and left you there."

"Oh, OK." I was thinking it must have been Chad my boyfriend that had taken me during the night and he had gotten up and left early. I was relieved at that thought. I was looking at the wet spot that was in the middle of the bed and was thinking at least I had safe sex even if I hadn't been aware of it.

"Amber, can I call you back when my head feels a little better and I can understand just what happened last night?"

"OK, talk to you later you wild thing?"

I hung up thinking, wild thing? What did she mean by that? God I hope I didn't do something that would embarrass me or my firm. What do the others think of me, the girls that had been with us?

I was still looking at the wet spot in the bed and could feel cum oozing out of me. I couldn't remember Chad ever cumming that heavy. I just wish I could remember the details. We would have had to have been very horny to have cum that much and make wet spot like that. The soreness and bruises I couldn't explain. Chad would have had to have been very rough for that, hard rough sex. He would have had to pound into me to make me this sore. The bruises I guess could be explained by holding me tightly while he pounded into me. 

I absent mindedly walked over to the floor length mirror and was looking at my body and was again examining the bruises. I was getting a little angry at Chad for being so rough. They seemed a little darker and hurt a little when I pressed on them. I slipped my hand between my legs and felt my slit. My pussy was really tender to the touch. 

I still had the phone in my hand and hit quick dial for Chad. I was going to cuss him out for being so rough with me but then was glad when the call went to voice mail. It gave me a little time to cool down. I had just remembered he had left for the weekend to spend time with his parents. He had wanted me to go with him and we had argued about it. 

I had refused to go because of my date with the girls. Besides I didn't really like his parents. I was scared of his dad. The way he looked at me like he was undressing me all the time. I knew he wanted to get me into bed and would rape me if given the chance. I knew a little about his history and knew he was banging women other than his wife, lots of them. I even knew he had knocked up one of the collage cheerleaders and paid for the abortion. He thought he was god's gift to women. I knew different. Chad hadn't told me any of this; I had done a little checking and found this out on my own. I just didn't understand his wife for putting up with it or for Chad ignoring it but then I knew other things. 

Chad idolized his dad and acted somewhat like him at times. I knew there were times they even shared women, I heard some of those rumors too. I knew I would never stay with him; we would never marry because of that. He reminded me too much of his dad. It caused a lot of arguments. Actually when thinking about it we argued all the time. He didn't like me going out with the girls, didn't like me talking to other men. He didn't like me doing this or that without him around. We argued and he pouted when he didn't get his way. The only reason I could think of to stay with him was that he was good in bed when we did get into bed. We didn't live together. I didn't think I could stand being around him all the time like that. I was lost in my thoughts and almost jumped out of my skin when the phone rang in my hand.

"Hello love, you miss me already? I told you to come with me and not go out with the girls." 

There was sourness in his voice when he said "girls" so I played along just to see what he would say, hoping he would say something about last night.

"Yes Chad I do miss you," I sweetly purred into the phone. "I missed you as soon as I woke up this morning and didn't feel you inside me."

He laughed. "Well if you hadn't gone out with the girls, I would have slept over instead of leaving at 3:00 yesterday after noon. As it was I got here in time to take my little sister to the movies last night and see my dad before he left. It is your loss."

What, I thought, he wasn't here last night. Just what took place here? "Well I guess it was my loss Chad. Well have a good time there with your parents."

We chatted a little more and not having too much to say, I hung up and stood there staring at the phone in my hand. All kinds of thoughts were racing through my head. He hadn't been here last night. Who had I slept with? 

I was still standing in front of the mirror and not only noticed I was flushed but I felt the excitement too. My nipples were at full attention and the heat of lust was felt deep within me. Moisture and I'm sure some of "his cum" whomever he was, was still seeping from me. Confused, I sat back on the bed after dropping the phone on the bedside table. I couldn't believe the feelings I was having. The excitement I was feeling of the unknown, of what had taken place during the night. 

What had Amber said about the black guy that had been trying to pick me up? I lay back straining to remember the night, to gather my thoughts. I had never been with a black guy before. The town I had grown up in had no black families. Even when I was in college when there were opportunities, I had never dated outside of my race. It was my upbringing, my parents would have never approved. Even back then, I had often wondered what it would have been like to have dated one of the black guys. Several tried to get me to go out with them but I had politely refused. 

Still I do faintly remember him, the guy last night. Yes it was coming back to me a little at a time. The guy had really excited me, in fact I still felt excited. I had never really thought of having sex with him in the beginning. My pussy seemed to ache when I was there with him. It was aching now. My fingers went there and I found relief as I watched my reflection in the mirror. My nipples were at full attention as my fingers played. As my release racked my body, I thought I needed to call Amber back and find out more.

I eventually came out of the haze of my relief and decided to go shower again. I needed to. All of a sudden I didn't feel clean. I didn't know who I had fucked or if I had been raped during the night. It hadn't been safe sex at all. My mind and body shivered with the thought. I was slightly afraid now and walked through the house and checked the windows and doors to see if they were locked. They all were except for the garage door in the kitchen. I slowly opened it and looked into the garage and saw the large door was down. So I thought, with that door down the house had to have been locked up. Who then had taken me?

I wandered back to the shower lost in my thoughts and again thought I needed to call Amber back and find out more about last night. I needed the shower and felt better as the hot spray hit me. While soaping my pussy trying to get clean, I again noted the soreness there but even then, the wave of a very strong orgasm coursed through my body. Startled out of my thoughts, I couldn't understand why my body was responding this way after being aggressively abused during the night. Weakened from the strong orgasm I had just had, I finished up and stepped from the shower as the phone rang. Dripping, I quickly grabbed a towel and answered the bedside phone. It was Amber calling again to see how I was. I quickly set up a date to meet at one of the local coffee shops for lunch and would meet her in an hour. 

I had a lot of things to ask her about last night, so I quickly dressed and headed for the garage looking for my purse along the way. I couldn't find it. It wasn't where I usually parked it on the kitchen cabinet. I looked everywhere and finally ended up in the garage looking through my car, finding it upended on the passenger floor, the contents scattered. Puzzled, I stuff it all back into my purse, found my keys, jumped in, started it, opened the large door and headed out. I was already late. I got to the coffee shop and sat down just as Amber walked in the door. 

"Hi Sara, what happened to you last night? I've never seen you get so wild." 

"Amber, I was going to ask you the same thing. I remember meeting you and the girls at the Cave which was the first club we went to. Then the drinking, dancing and flirting we were doing. We were having fun. I was having fun. I even remember leaving there and going to the Den. After that, I don't remember much."

"Really Sara, you're kidding?"

"No I'm not Amber. Everything got real fuzzy after that."

"Really Sara, at first you seemed fine, a little wild but fine. It wasn't until we went to the Den that you seemed to have lost it" 

"Amber, what do you mean wild and lost it." 

"Do you remember all the gorgeous hunks you were attracting to our table? They were gathering like bees on honey. It was like you were in heat and they were all rutting."

"You're kidding."

"No, it's true. We all took advantage of it. I've never had so much fun. The girls all said the same thing. We all had a wild time. Actually, I've never seen you get so sexually wild. You're usually so reserved."

"When did this all start?"

"It was a little after we got to the Den and had several rounds of drinks and started dancing. Remember the gorgeous black guy that came over to our table and sat down beside you? He was a hunk, a real hunk. He started flirting with you and buying you drinks. I even got a little jealous. I never saw a guy built like that and so good looking. You guys danced a lot then when he got you aside and in another booth, you got pretty wild with him. You do remember don't you?" 

"Well yes I do remember him but I don't remember getting wild with him. What do you mean wild?"

"Well after a while you were dirty dancing with him and eventually left our table and got a booth with him where we finally had to rescue you. You were making out pretty heavy."  

"Oh my god Amber, I'm sorry. What did I do?"

"You didn't really do much wrong at first, Sara; you were just having a good time. Later when he got you alone in the booth, was when you seemed to have lost your inhibitions and that was when Kathy and I intervened and got you out of there and home ok."

"What was I doing?"

"God girl, you were undressing and it looked like you were going to ride him right there in the booth. I had to stop you from doing that. I knew you would regret it later. It was like you were a different person. You even got upset with me for stopping you."

I was aghast at the thought of what I had been doing, at what she was telling me. "Did anything else happen?"

"Well no not with you. You passed out almost before we got you to the car and was still that way when we got you home and put you to bed. After we got you settled in and we were sure you would be Ok we went back. The girls were still there having a good time and well after I looked around for him and didn't find and cuss him out for taking advantage of you I forgot about him and joined the rest of the girls and helped close the club." 

I sat there in silence taking this all in.

"There is one thing I wanted to ask you Sara. When I undressed you for bed, you had no panties or bra. I've known you forever and never have I seen you get that wild."

"What? No, are you sure?"

"Yes Sara I'm quite sure. I also couldn't notice you were quite turned on."

I sat there in silence thinking about what I had just heard for a few seconds and laughed. "Surely you jest." 

I quickly changed the subject after that to small talk about work and other things attractive women talk about. I avoided anymore talk about last night and didn't want her to know that I had been taken in my inebriated state, that I hadn't been left Ok, that I had been left defenseless. 

Lunch over, Amber left without me and went shopping. After all it was Saturday. I sat there for a while remembering things about last night. Thoughts were coming back, flooding back. I was beginning to remember the night. At least the time drinking and dancing. I remembered him well now. I could see him clearly. He was a gorgeous hunk. I had gotten totally turned on by him and had acted like a slut. I could remember the dancing, rubbing up against his hard cock on the dance floor, kissing passionately in the booth he had forced me into, to separate me from the others. I knew what he wanted to do and it was like I couldn't resist. I guess I wanted it too. It was like I had been a different person. It hadn't been me there in the booth but someone else sitting there watching. 

I remember him fumbling as he tried to stroke me, finally getting me to rise up so he could remove my panties for access. I remember him caressing my breasts with his big hands and him entering me with his large fingers quickly bringing me to an orgasm. He had been both rough and tender. This was all flooding back, these memories. His hands had been large and calloused. That was why I was probably sore I thought. He had been somewhat rough in fingering me. That might even explain the bruises. He did pick me up to remove my panties. Wait, I remembered willingly removing my own panties. He didn't do it. I did but he had picked me up so I could do it. I remembered getting a little angry at Amber for interfering. I didn't want to go home with her and Kathy. I wanted to leave with him. 

I could remember feeling the size of his hard cock through his trousers on the dance floor and later in the booth. He was big, much bigger than Chad. Chad was rather small in the cock department and wasn't what one would call a hunk. He was athletic though and in pretty good shape. I did wish at times that he was a little bigger but he made up for it in other ways. I loved the fact that he was good at eating pussy. 

I didn't have that much experience. My first lover, a guy from my hometown in Oregon, had not been very big or experienced either. It had happened during my senior year when we were dating. He had always been in a rush to get his rocks off. Most of the time, I wouldn't even be ready, not that hot, wet or swollen open. It had been more like rape if that is an accurate way to describe it when we did it. I had talked with my girl friends a little about how sex was after that and they replied pretty much the same. The guys had no control. At least that is what the more experienced girls said. I thought then that sex was a disappointment. Then I met Chad and learned about oral sex.

I had been lost in thought about what I had been doing in that booth, how wild it had been and how turned on I had gotten. I knew I would have left with him if Amber and Kathy had left us alone. Even though I was drunk with all inhibitions gone and not really knowing what I was doing, I had gotten my hand into his pants and had actually held part of him. He had felt huge and very hard. I only got to feel the engorged head and part of his shaft when we were interrupted. I wanted to know how huge he really was. I had been on the verge of pulling it entirely out of his pants when Amber showed up and forced me to leave, actually pulled me away from him. My skirt had been hiked up around my waist and if I had gotten him out of his pants I would have straddled him right there in the booth and sat down on him. As it was, when Amber pulled me away, I stopped her long enough to grab the last of my drink and down it. After that, I don't remember the night. 


The Encounters Ch. 01



I was confused about the slutty way I had acted. I had not done anything like that before, not even alone with Chad. I was too reserved and proper. I would have never done something like that with a stranger. 

Startled when the waiter stopped by my table and asked if I wanted a refill on my coffee, I looked at my watch and discovered I had been sitting there for another thirty minutes after Amber left. 

I shook my head and got up to leave when the thought struck me that Chad's father knew I would be alone for the weekend. What had Chad said about seeing him before he left? That son of a bitch I thought. He snuck over here and took me last night, raping me. That fucking bastard! I got to my car and called Chad. No answer, just his voice mail. I left a message for him to call me back. I know I sounded pissed. It was all I could do to keep from shouting into the phone. It wasn't until I got home that he called back.

"Hey love, what's the matter? Not getting enough? Oh yes, I'm not there so you aren't getting any."

That was the first thing I heard and it only made me madder. 

"Shut up Chad," I angrily shouted into the phone. "Where is your dad?"

"Why, why do you want to know where he is? Is there something wrong?"

I knew he would try to defend his dad and I was calming down a little so replying back, "I was just wondering. You said you just got to see him shortly before he left. Did he go somewhere?"

"Well yes, he went hunting with some of his buddies. Why?"

"I'm just curious. I thought I saw him here in town. Where did he go hunting?"

"They went up into the Cascades. He wanted to get one of the really big bucks. A trophy if he could."

"Well, OK I guess that wasn't him I saw. Anyway hon, when you coming back?" 

"I'm going to stay through Monday and leave here Monday night late. I won't have time to stop by."

We chatted a little more all the while I was thinking it was one big lie. He had set me up with his dad. I just knew it. There were rumors of Chad doing this with some of the co-eds at collage, even with the cheerleader his dad knocked up. I was seething now and knew I had to settle down. It was already getting late, getting dark and I wondered where the day had gone. I was upset, really upset. Angry thoughts had wasted my day. I resorted to the already opened bottle of wine in the kitchen and settled down to watch TV. I had to get my mind on other things, like how to solve this problem. I knew Chad would no longer be in my life. No way I would let him back in, not now. At one time I got up and made sure all the windows were closed and locked and bolted the doors, all of them and went back to watch TV.

I couldn't get into watching TV. The wine was getting to me. I got up and fixed a light supper, a salad, hamburger patty, microwave potato with a small pat of butter. I thought that would slow down the effect of the wine. It did slightly. I still felt woozy and staggered a little. I didn't finish eating. I felt light headed. Strange I thought. Wine never affected me this way. I staggered to the bathroom after turning off the lights and brushed my teeth. I felt tired along with being light headed. I staggered on to bed, removing my clothes along the way, flipped back the blankets and fell into it. I was gone, out like the lights.



The Encounters Ch. 02



I don't know how long I lay there before I woke up. At least I thought I woke up. The room was bright. The light hurt my eyes. Great I thought I left the lights on when I went to bed. I struggled to get up and turn off the lights and discovered I couldn't move. I seemed to be paralyzed. I struggled. At least I thought I struggled. My mind told me I was struggling anyway. A shadow passed over me. I couldn't see clearly. It was just a dark blurry shadow. I felt the bed move. Funny I thought I can feel the bed I was laying on, the pillow under my head, the wrinkles in the sheet on the mattress under me. I could feel the coolness of the air around me, there were no blankets covering me. I knew I was in my own room, I could hear the familiar sounds of the clock in the living room ticking, the water gurgling in the fish tank in the dining room, the neighbor's dog barking next door. Then there were the familiar smells of my room and house. I lay there not understanding the signals my mind was giving me. Am I having a dream? Yes, it is a dream I thought as my mind wandered. 

I felt the bed move again as something crawled onto the foot of the bed. I tried to look and spoke up as I felt something warm and rough being placed on my ankles and my legs were drawn apart. I didn't understand at all what was taking place in this dream. 

The bed shifted again, and something or someone crawled up between my legs and leaned down over me. It was large blurry dark shadow. The bed shifted again as something was placed on either side of me. The shadow left me momentarily as it leaned back and the light hit my eyes again. Whatever was placed beside me was removed to. Funny I thought, it felt like something was over my eyes keeping me from seeing, making everything blurry. There were no other sounds other than the creaking of the bed as the dark object moved. 

The shadow leaned down again this time I felt warm rough things like hands touching me. I wasn't sure what they were. They started caressing me, touching me all over raising goose bumps. It felt good as they slowly slid over me, up and down my sides, over my breasts and then down to my stomach, then back to my breasts, stopping to play with my nipples, tweaking at them. I relaxed, letting the sensations lull me. 

This I knew was going to be a beautiful dream. I could feel warmth growing deep within me. I had dreams somewhat like this when I was young, when I first explored my body and discovered masturbation. Then I discovered I could excite myself and have orgasms even in my sleep by dreaming. I had often dreamed of being with a boy and in my dreams I would bring myself to having an orgasm with him. I felt that this was going to be one of those dreams. I knew it was my hands that were wandering over my body, exploring me. There were also times when Chad took me in my sleep that I felt the same way, I moaned his name thinking it was he that was exploring me. My mind told me so.

I felt warm lips kissing me, on my lips, neck and suckling at my breasts exciting me even more and then felt them move down my stomach and stop at my mound, lingering there. I could feel a warm tongue and breath caressing me as the lips traveled. I eagerly waited for it to continue on. I could feel my heat growing. 

The bed moved again as my dream lover shifted and the lips and tongue moved on. I felt my hips and legs being lifted up and my thighs spread wider to meet them. I shivered in anticipation. A sudden and very intense orgasm surged through me as the lips and tongue found what they were searching for. The caressing of the tongue and lips continued through several more orgasms as my legs were placed on hot shoulders and the hands slipped under them and up to my breasts and fondled them, tweaking and rubbing my nipples sending shivers through out me intensifying the action down below as the lips pulled and sucked in on my clit and the tongue flicked at it before it dove deep into and out of my pussy and licked against my clit again. 

Another orgasm tore through me and as my body was coming down from it, I felt the bed shift again as my legs were lifted up and off my lover's shoulders and placed down on the bed. The dark shadow again moved up over me as the lips and tongue worked their way back up my body stopping to linger at my breasts and suckle there before moving up to my neck and mouth. A long hard kiss lingered leaving me gasping for breath. I could feel a large very hard hot log being pressed between us, extending from my mound to the bottom of my ribcage. I knew what it was, could picture it in my mind and waited anxiously for my lover to deliver it. 

I felt the bed shift again as I felt his hips and groin lift up off of me and the log move from between us and slide down my stomach and slip between my legs and slide across my swollen opening. It lingered there with the engorged head pressing against me, just at my opening, teasing me. I tried to move against it, wanting to drive it into me but couldn't. I still couldn't move. I could feel it sliding back and forth and up and down parting the swollen lips guarding my pussy then again lingering at my opening, slightly pressing in. Again and again I felt this movement. It was driving me crazy.

The pressure increased and I felt my swollen lips part further as the engorged head was slowly pushed in. Oh god the entry felt good. I thought I felt myself push up against the pressure. Still it went in no further. I was disappointed as I felt it pulled free. It was again placed at my opening with just slight pressure pushing against me when the pressure increased and it was pushed back in. This continued for several minutes driving me further into craziness. I could hear myself screaming now in this dream, wanting it to be forced deeper. Still, this action was repeated over and over. I could hear myself begging. After several more minutes of agony, the pressure increased as the hard shaft was pushed in deeper. My body tensed as I felt him stretching me. He paused and held still letting my body adjust to his size before pulling out and again doing just as he had before, only now pushing in deeper with each slow thrust in and stopping each time at the new depth. He continued this for what seemed like ages, driving me into an orgasm before he paused again and slowly pushed in deeper. Again my body tensed as I felt him stretching me even more. 

He repeated all of this again and again until not only was I exhausted with many orgasms but I finally felt his groin against mine. His engorged cock was fully within me, the engorged head pressing my cervix and seemly pushing it up into my stomach. He lay there still, just slightly flexing his shaft, letting the head rub against the deepest part of me, my cervix when I felt him tense, his cock flexing harder as I felt him release a torrent of cum. With a slight moan coming from him, I orgasmed in time with him. 



The Encounters Ch. 03



It was morning before I knew it and awakened again with a headache but was also very sexually aroused. I felt the bed beside me hoping Chad was still there, wanting to fuck him. Finding no one there, I let my fingers do their duty in my aroused slickness. I remembered the dream clearly and knowing the dreams most likely remembered are those just before one awakens, knew this had been just a dream. There was no one with me during the night nor this morning, as the bed beside me was empty and cold. Then I remembered Chad was still at his parents and that in its self assured me that I had been alone and it had been a dream. 

What a dream I thought to myself as I slowly rose and walked to the bathroom to pee and shower. God my head hurt. I grabbed the aspirin and swallowed two before stepping into the shower. I turned on the hot water and let it cascade over me, letting my mind go blank, never thinking to check to see if the night had been real and the dream not a dream. I stood under the spray and soaped up and rinsed several times, washing my hair and finally had to turn off the water and step out after the hot water cooled. Glancing at the clock as I was drying, I discovered I had time to make it to church for late morning Mass if I hurried. 

I quickly dressed thinking of Chad and what I had accused him of in my own mind, which was he had set me up with his dad. How stupid of me to think that. I knew now that the soreness and bruises had to be from the club and the guy that had taken advantage of me while I was pretty much out of it. There had been no guy with me; no one had taken me during the night. It had all been a dream. I had left the club with Amber and Kathy who took care of me by putting me to bed. I had been very turned on and horny and probably dreamed of being taken and in fact had probably fingered myself several times during my sleep which would explain the wet spot and my slickness. It had happened before and again last night. The musky smell was just my own body and raging hormones. I might even have a little yeast infection starting although there was no itching as of yet or really smelly discharge. I shrugged it off thinking I probably need to pick up something for it if that was the case. 

I headed out the door, jumped into my car and drove to church. My headache I discovered was gone and I felt really good although a little tired. I was late and sat in the back pew through the sermon. It was kind of boring, like all Catholic services although this church did have a live musical group that played pretty darn good. When communion started, I decided not to join in. It just didn't feel right and I sat back thinking I should go to confession instead. That didn't seem right either. I smiled at the thought of what I would have said to the priest, describing my sins, my dreams. I could just picture in my mind what it would do to him. No, no confession today.

My mind wandered through the rest of the mass and I quickly discovered people were getting up and leaving. That distracted my thoughts and I got up and left with them. Finding myself at my car, I stood there watching this tall good looking black guy getting in his car and leaving. He looked familiar but I couldn't place him. 

I went shopping after that, picking up a few things that I needed at home and a new outfit for work. I really didn't want to go to work tomorrow thinking of how I had acted last Friday night and what the girls would say but I figured there was no way I could get out of it. I could call in sick but then again I would have to face the music sometime so I might as well get it over with. I was amazed at how fast the time went and discovered it was past 4:00 when the hunger pains hit with my stomach growling. I didn't have lunch and stopped on the way home at Chinese restaurant for take home. That done I headed home to eat. 

The food was still hot when I got there and since I had an open bottle of plum wine, I decided to have that with dinner. I liked the sweetness and flavor of plum wine and usually had it with Japanese food at one of the local Japanese restaurants. Still it was very good with Chinese. Discovering just how hungry I was, I devoured all that I brought home along with the rest of the wine. I then sat down to watch the local news. It wasn't long until my head was swimming. Damn Sara I thought to myself as I was trying to concentrate on the news. I've got to stop drinking so much wine. I had a hard time focusing my eyes and was trying to get up to go to bed when I blacked out. 

It was a repeat of last night, the dream continued. It was the very same dream with the same dark shadow, this dark lover. The slow shallow thrusts were repeated again and again before he slowly thrust in deeper and deeper, pausing long enough for my body to adjust to the stretching. Later came the long and deep slow but steady thrusting that seemed to last for hours. I was in an orgasmic bliss the whole time, one continually long orgasm. 

I was awaken by the alarm clock buzzing for me to get up and go to work. I didn't remember where I was for a moment. Bed, I didn't remember going to bed. I was watching the news. My head hurt. My body was aroused. I was horny as hell. I reached to my side for Chad, and felt no one there. That side was cold. I struggled up. It felt like I had a hangover, my head hurt. Damn the wine, I didn't think I drank that much. I was hot. I needed a fuck. 

I staggered to the bathroom and stood under the shower, letting the hot water cascade over me, calming me. What happened last night? Why do I feel this way, both hurting and sexually aroused? The dream, I clearly remembered the dream. It was like it had been real only this time even better than the night before, the long steady slow thrusting, touching the deepest parts of me, rubbing all the sensitive places. Just standing there remembering the feelings caused my body to respond with an orgasm as I touched myself. Weakened I sank to the floor and recovered slowly as the shower cooled. I shakily stood and finished the shower, trying to empty my mind of any sexual thoughts. 

My mind already started thinking of work. Although my head still hurt, I finished up and stepped from the shower and dried, splashing a little lavender across my breasts in the process. I also took a couple of aspirin and brushed my teeth, noticing there was no time for breakfast. I quickly dressed in my new outfit and headed to work. 

I was driving when suddenly my mind pictured the black guy in the church parking lot. I knew him. He was the guy at the club. Quizzing myself, I asked out loud why that thought hit me at this particular time. I was curious about him I know but I wasn't sure I wanted to pursue the issue of finding out who he was. I really wanted to forget about last Friday night and what I had almost done. I was so lost in thought about this that I almost ran over my boss in the parking lot. I mumbled a quick response at not seeing him as I got out of the car and apologized. That done we walked inside and my work day really started. I was glad my headache was gone for I discovered I was swamped with work and soon got lost in it. 

Everyone was busy and lunch time quickly came and went. Time flies when you are really busy. No one mentioned the clubbing Friday so everything was cool. It was time to go home before I knew it and I was the first out the door. I knew Chad would be coming over, at least I hoped he was and I needed him. I rushed home thinking of the dinner I would fix for him and the sex that would follow. I was making myself wet just thinking about it. 

I got home and went right to the kitchen, removing some steaks from the frig and started making a salad. The phone rang just then. It was Chad.

"Hello Love," he stated as soon as I picked up the phone. 

"Lo Chad dear, guess what I'm fixing for dinner?"

There was a pause of silence before Chad spoke up. "I'm sorry love; I won't be coming over tonight. I have to pack for a trip to New York and will have to leave tomorrow morning. I was called from work and well this is going to be a big account and the boss wants me to grab it. I may be gone for a few days. Sorry. Damn I miss you."

"Me too, well I guess I'll see you when you get back." 

There was other small talk and we hung up after a few more minutes. I was very disappointed. I needed him here in my bed. I was overly horny since the dreams started. 

I was also thinking of the black guy from church and the club. He was stuck in my mind from the time I remembered him on the drive to work. I could picture everything we had been doing at the club. I could feel him touching me and me touching him. The softness of the large engorged head and hardness of his shaft excited me sexually more than I had ever been. I wondered how it would have felt to have had that beautiful cock inside me. He was huge, at least he felt huge. I couldn't get my hand fully around him. I wondered if my body would accept something that large. I wish I could have looked at him and seen just how large he was.

No matter, it will never happen I thought. It would be unacceptable and against my upbringing. My parents and for that matter my brothers and sisters would not accept me acting this way. No I thought I'd better let sleeping dogs lie and get these thoughts out of my head. 

I put one steak back in the frig for later and finished a smaller salad. I would just be cooking for myself so that is what I did. I'd eat alone again tonight. I skipped the wine this time as I was thinking I was drinking too much and settled for a glass of milk. It was a quiet dinner and after eating I cleaned up the kitchen. I thought I would just read for a while so I turned the stereo on low with some soft music and settled down in my favorite chair and read. I read until bedtime. I felt pretty good, no dizziness or anything so I thought it must be the wine that had been affecting me. I was drinking it pretty late in the evening. I decided to give up on the wine for a while. 

I got ready for bed, taking a long hot bath and soaked until the water cooled. After I dried, I smoothed on a little body cream and was on my way to bed while stopping by the frig for a glass of cold grape juice. I was thirsty from the long hot soak. I quickly downed it savoring the taste and coldness and went off to bed slipping between the cool sheets. As I was falling asleep my mind drifted back to the guy in the club. 

The dream started soon after only this time it was slightly different. I could see the shadow clearer now. It wasn't really a shadow but the guy from the club. He was leaning over me on his hands and knees. I felt his knees on the inside of my thighs. His hands were place on either side of me, just in line with my breasts and slightly touching my sides. I was looking up into his eyes. I remembered them, dark and inviting. His wide smile was showing his white teeth. I could tell he was completely nude this time. The light was on and I got to look at his beautiful body as he knelt on the bed between my legs. I couldn't believe the size of the rod that was staring straight at me. Huge wasn't even the word to describe it. When he leaned down on me and started kissing me, it was pressed between us. It felt like a hot log that extended from my mound past my bellybutton. I could feel the swollen head of it slipping around in some of his precum just below my ribs. I wanted to put my arms around him but for some reason, they were above my head and I couldn't move them. I could feel my heat rise as he kissed me and slowly started moving his way down stopping at my breasts, pausing there to play with them sending waves of shivers through me. His very black skin looked so erotic against my whiteness. I could feel my heat, my swelling and the moisture seeping from me as he played with my breasts. I was near orgasm and he had yet to go near my pussy and excite the real animal in me. He was sucking on my breasts and rubbing my nipples with the head of his huge cocked pressed against my stomach when I orgasmed. As I was coming down from this I whispered to him to please fuck me. 

One hand went on down and was feeling me, cupping my mound, feeling my heat and my wetness. His mouth and tongue quickly followed and he kissed and lapped at me. When his lips and tongue found my clit, I had another orgasm. He inserted his tongue into me and sucked and licked catching it all as I squeezed my legs around his head. That's strange I thought just briefly before I was lost again with lust, I could move my legs but not my arms. 

I was so swollen and hot that when he came up for air, from me almost smothering him, he exclaimed he had never seen a woman so turned on. I was so aroused and swollen my lips were pulled back from my opening exposing it. He could see into my cavern. He spoke to me for the first time. I remembered the sound of his voice.

"Oh," he exclaimed, you little white slut, you really do want this big black cock and can't wait for me to give it to you can you." 

I had already pleaded for him to fuck me, I wanted him to fuck me and I finally screamed at him to shove it into me. "Fuck me you black bastard, quit teasing me. Fill me with your cum!" 

He started rubbing the head up and down my slit and up against my clit masturbating me with it. 

I screamed, "Oh my god," as another orgasm hit me. 

As I was riding this wave, he positioned himself against my opening and slowly repeated the sequence of the previous nights, slowly letting me adjust to him each time he thrust in a little deeper, again driving me wild and into one orgasm after another. I was using my legs and feet to push my hips up to him each time he started to withdraw. I wanted him all the way in but he kept up the teasing. I was writhing in ecstasy but could not get the leverage to force him all the way in not even when I wrapped my legs around him and pulled. He was too strong. 

Our bodies were lathered in sweat when I finally felt his groin against mine. He was all the way in and it felt like he had pushed my stomach up into my lungs. We lay that way for some time, him kissing me all over and running his hands over me. He didn't keep his cock completely still though. He kept up a steady rhythm of short gentle thrusts, just barely moving his cock while keeping the head rubbing against my cervix. I was begging for him to stop doing that and just fuck me, I wanted him to fuck me but he just kept up this slight steady rhythm. The deep orgasms this was causing were intense. When he started alternating several slow withdrawals and long slow inward thrusts, my body began to convulse and spasm. I didn't know how much more I could take of this when he begin to moan and shoved himself in deep and held still, the head of his cock pushed in as deep as it could go. He held still to try to control his release but it was too late. He again moaned and I felt his body stiffen up and felt the flexing of his huge cock as his cum raced through it and into me. I tried to hold still through the incredible feeling this was giving me, but I joined him in my own release after I felt several bursts of cum spurt into me. When our contractions faltered, he dropped down and just lay on top of me resting. 

I remembered nothing after that and awoke early Tuesday morning with the buzzing of the alarm. I had a terrible headache and blurry vision. It was like a migraine or at least the way I have heard a migraine described. Never have I had my head hurt this way before. I was sick to my stomach too. I felt miserable. I staggered to the bathroom to take whatever I could find to kill the pain and staggered back to bed and collapsed down on it. I lay there that way the rest of the morning until I felt a little better and called in to work and told them I was sick that I would try to be in tomorrow. I dozed off again and awakened after I heard the clock in the living room chime snapping me awake. It was 3 in the afternoon I discovered as I looked at the alarm clock. 

I felt better and got up wrapping myself in my bathrobe and went to pee. As I was sitting there, I noticed my small trimmed patch of golden hair was plastered to me and I had this musky smell. Not thinking clearly I thought then I had a bad yeast infection and my headache and overall funky feeling was the result. Thinking that, I got in the shower, washed up and treated myself after I patted myself dry. I was glad I had gone ahead and bought the supplies when I first noticed the problem. That done and with a slight hunger pain I wrapped up in the robe and headed for the kitchen. Nothing I looked at sounded good to eat so I settled for a bowl of honey oats and flakes with a little milk. I discovered I was famished so I ate another bowl full. 

I got to thinking about my dreams, how erotic they were and wondered why the black guy seemed to now be involved in all of them. Chad was usually in any dream I had but this guy had worked his way into them. Maybe it was a combination of my curiosity of having never been with anyone other than someone of my own race, or the loosing of my inhibitions at the club by being drunk and letting myself go. I knew I certainly wasn't going to pursue something like this that could possibly wreck my life and my relationship with my parents and siblings. I already had my life carefully planned out. I was going to be a District Attorney some day and being this wild had no place in it. I wasn't about to destroy my dream. 

Still why did my thoughts go back to what I was doing in the club and why did my dreams now include this guy? Why am I becoming fixated with him? Was this one of my sexual fantasies? I had plenty of them but I knew most would never happen. Most women begin having fantasies right around puberty, men too. The raging hormone and testosterone thing starts it. It probably goes back to early man and the need to mate to continue the species. I wondered if they too had recreational sex as we do today or if it all was the need to procreate. Anyway, I just couldn't seem to get him out of my mind.



The Encounters Ch. 04



I was startled out of my thoughts when Chad walked through the front door. I jumped up and hugged him all the while he was pulling me toward the bed room. 

"Honey, we can't I have a bad yeast infection."

"No matter, there just won't be oral sex this time."

He quickly pulled me out of my robe and into bed. I was still aroused and had been partially aroused all the time since the dreams started. He wasted no time in entering me when he felt my aroused state and we fucked like rabbits through the night. It was like I couldn't get enough. He barely had time to recover from each of his releases into me before I insisted he do me again. I rode him when he no longer had strength to fuck me. I had to give him head to get him hard when that happened. We wasted no time in small talk. 

I had no dreams of my dark lover and was exhausted when the light of morning entered the room. Although Chad had kept me occupied all night he had already left. I lay in bed waiting for my alarm clock to buzz thinking of the events of the night. Even though the sex had left me exhausted, something was missing. I didn't feel I had gotten enough. The sex hadn't been that satisfying. 

I fixed a light breakfast of cereal and ate before getting into the shower. I had already decided I would go in late for work and being tired, was going to take my time getting ready. I was standing in the shower letting the hot water cascade over my body when I realized I had no headache. I had no dream and no headache. Strange I thought. All I needed was sex even if it didn't seem adequate. Was adequate the word? No satisfying was more like it. Chad just didn't do it last night. I'd never felt this way before after having sex with him. It was like I needed something more. I couldn't really explain it. The sex, even though I had several orgasms just didn't give me that deep fullness that I had felt or supposedly felt or imagined in my dreams. 

The guy from the club found his way into my thoughts just then when I got to thinking about the dreams. Although they were just dreams and I usually woke feeling horny, I did have the feeling that my body was sexually satisfied unlike this morning. I couldn't understand how a dream could do this. How imagining having sex could leave such a satisfied feeling. I got to thinking of the size of his cock how large it had been in the dream when I saw it. Was that it? Was having a large cock in the dreams giving me that full satisfying feeling? I've heard all the arguments of small verses large and which may be more satisfying but what was really true? I did a little research on the net some time ago and what I found out was size didn't really matter. It was how a guy used his tool and how long he could last. Why then was the sex with Chad a little disappointing? I really wondered about the size question. I did feel the size of the guy at the club and he was bigger than Chad, a whole lot bigger. Was my over active imagination causing this conflict? I noticed I had gotten a little aroused with this thinking but decided I would do nothing about it and finished showering. I patted myself dry, dressed and put on what little makeup I usually wore and left for work. Although work took up my day, the guy from the club did occupy part of my thoughts. I wondered what I would do about it.

I had decided to go to the gym after work since I had been feeling better and resume my workouts. I loved to work up a good sweat and generally tried to work out for an hour or two each day. I kept a gym bag in the car with my workout shorts and halter and swim suit. I had a one piece and a rather skimpy white bikini too. What I wore swimming depended upon the others that were there and my mood. The club I belonged to had a large swimming pool and I loved to swim. Swimming alone gives me a good workout but I do lift weights and do all of the machines. Sometimes I do a lot of running but that is usually around my neighborhood. My activities keep my body slender and in shape. I am a 24 year old 5'4" natural blonde with striking blue eyes and a perfectly slim body at 110 lbs at my heaviest which wasn't often. My weight usually hovers around 106 lbs. My 34 B-cup breasts had small pink areolas and slightly darker nipples and didn't need the support of a bra. I am proud of my body and depending upon my mood I sometimes liked to show it off. Amber didn't belong to the gym and she didn't know this side of me. I'm not entirely conservative like she believed I was. 

Today there was a younger crowd and a few good looking guys so after my workout with the weights, I showered and put on my bikini. I get a lot of looks and kind of flirt with the guys, not actually talking with them but make sure they see me before I dive in and begin swimming laps. One guy actually dove in beside me in the next lane and kept up with me. Tiring, we paused at the edge of the pool and he started to strike up a conversation when I saw "him" out of the corner of my eye, the guy from the club. He was watching me. I turned and looked directly at him. He made no effort to hide but stood there and smiled. The guy that was trying to talk with me touched my arm and drew my attention back to him. When I looked back to "him" he was gone. 

Now totally distracted, I shined the swimmer beside me on and told him I had to go. He had been asking for my name and phone number but I mumbled some remark that I would see him next time and maybe then but not just now. When I climbed out of the pool I saw "him" again watching me from the weight room window that overlooked the pool. I kept an eye on him as I walked to the women's changing room. He watched me all the way. I quickly dressed and tried to catch him in the weight room but he was gone when I got there. I wanted to know who he was and why he was watching me. I didn't see him in the parking lot and didn't notice as he followed me home. 

When I got home, I saw the light on my answering machine blinking. It was Chad explaining he wouldn't be able to make it over tonight. He would be working late into the night and it looked like he might be going on another trip and would have to leave sometime tomorrow. I was disappointed to say the least. I wanted him here for the night. As I closed the living room curtains, I glance out at the street and saw "him". At least I thought it was him. It was getting dark so I wasn't sure.

The way I felt during the dreams was unquestionably the best sex I've ever had. I watched "Him" through a space in the curtain until it was too dark to see. I thought he had walked past my view to the side yard of my neighbor where I lost him. After that I walked around making sure all the doors and windows were locked. I was now getting quite curious about him. I guess I should have been more afraid than curious but I was thinking about the dreams. What I was thinking was dangerous and stupid. 

I thought if it is not dreams and "He" is somehow getting in and fucking me, I wanted to be ready for him. I decided to have a little fun. I wanted to show off for him if he was in the shadows outside my windows waiting. Somehow I knew he would be. I headed to the bath. 

I walked into the bath and filled the tub full of hot water, turned off the tap and slowly undressed. The bath is surrounded in mirrors and I knew what he would be seeing. I was close to him there in the bathroom so I knew he would be getting a very close and intimate look at me. Heck, we were about 4 or 5 feet apart if he was standing at the window. Besides, if it was him, he already knew my body. In my dreams he always explored it. I kind of did a slow strip tease examining myself in the mirrors as I took off each article of clothing. When I was completely nude, I ran my hands over my body, cupping each breast and did an exam of each one. I then worked my hands down from my breasts across my flat stomach and rubbed them across my mound. I could imagine seeing him at least I thought it was him, just outside the window in one of the mirrors but I didn't let on that I knew he was there. I wondered how long it would take before he would come in. He had to have a key. I thought about the time at the club when I held him and felt his size. I was curious if he would come in.

I tested the water and slowly lowered myself into the tub. The tub is under the window and standing outside with ones face almost against the screen, you can look down into the tub. If there had been no screen, he could reach in and touch me. Knowing this, I knew I would be able to put on a very good show for him. I took my time soaking and bathing and stood several times to soap myself down, rubbing my soapy hands over my body letting him take in the view. I never looked directly at the window but would take side-glances and could make out some blurry facial features through the screen. I wondered why he was still there and not coming inside. During this time I had let out my soaking water and used the hand sprayer to wash the soap off my body. I also shaved my legs while standing before him making sure he had a very good look at my love mound and pussy in the process. Then lying back in the tub I placed each leg up on either the side of the tub and soaped down my pussy and got my razor and shaved, only leaving the little golden patch. Most guys go wild over that. I carefully spread the lips while working the razor around the area. The moisture seeping from there was mixing with the soap and I was having difficulty holding on to the razor and shaving. My heart was beating rapidly and in the excitement I was getting myself close to orgasm. I dropped the razor and grabbed the hand sprayer and turned it on to a heavy spray and in using it, I had an orgasm in front of him. He was not quiet in his excitement and I, even with the moaning I was making, heard him muffle a low groan. After the bath, I dried myself and went and lay down on my bed with my pussy facing the window, my feet touching the wall and played with myself again and again to show him how I liked to be pleased. I fell asleep waiting and awoke the next morning tired but I had no dream. Strange I thought.



The Encounters Ch. 05



I got up, showered and put on an old t-shirt of and a pair of tight short shorts. I didn't wear a bra. Hardly ever did. Well it depended where I was and what I was wearing. I had to dress conservatively at work. But when I went out, sometimes that was a different matter. I called in to work and told them I wouldn't be in. I was going to take the next several days off and come in Monday. I was a little angry at myself for what I had done last night, exhibiting myself for some stranger. It was really stupid and dangerous. Who knows what could have happened if he had broken in, whoever he was. I could have been raped and killed.

The t-shirt and shorts really showed off my body but heck I was alone in the house. I had the day to myself and after doing a little house cleaning, I sat down with a glass of wine to unwind with lunch. I kept telling myself how stupid and dangerous I had been last night. What confused me though was why I was a little upset that "He" didn't come in. I didn't even have the dream that I expected. 

I was half way through my fourth glass of wine when the doorbell rang. Getting up I stumbled and nearly spilled it on the way to the door. This was unusual for me. I usually didn't drink like this but then I had never been as sexually frustrated after last night. I had been a little wound up thinking about it all day and wondering if "He" would be in my bed tonight. Who in the hell was he anyway. I was already thinking I would go to the club Friday night to find out just who in the hell he was and why I was so engrossed with him.

Peeking through the side window I saw "Him" standing in front of the door in a pair of sweat pants and shirt. I tried to make myself presentable then opened the door. He was staring at my nipples which were clearly outlined by the flimsiness of my t-shirt. My mind was in a fog as I reached down and grasped his already hard cock straining at his sweat pants. His cock felt thick and heavy as my fingers closed around it. Instantly I felt myself becoming aroused. His thick lips covered my mouth, his tongue darting, hungrily. His hands were busy too. Quickly they had slipped under my t-shirt to massage my tits. My nipples tingled as he squeezed them. I was already pushing down his sweat pants as he broke the kiss.

I woke several hours later lying nude on the sofa hung over like before although without the bad headache. The dream I had been having was like all the times before, the slow shallow entries at first with the eventual slow deep penetration. I hadn't finished the dream, but was awaken by the coolness of the air in the room. I was alone and wondering why I was there. 

I was cold and wanted to go to bed and finish the dream. I staggered half asleep to my bed and crawled between warm sheets lying on my right side. I felt a warm body snuggle up against my back spooning me. I mumbled something as I felt this hot log slide between my legs into the slickness that was already there. I adjusted my position a little letting it easily slide back into me. I quickly fell back into the dream. It was a little different this time as it wasn't shallow thrusts but deep thrusting into me as we spooned. Later I was turned onto my stomach and the thrusting into me was hard, fast and deep as I was held up and pulled onto the hard cock. I felt myself orgasm several times before I felt him stiffen and hold still as his hard cock flexed and spasmed and filled me with his hot cum. After that, I fell into a deep sleep not awakening until the early morning sunlight hit me in the eyes. 

Even though I had a slight headache, I felt sexually satisfied. I sat there in bed thinking about the dream. It felt so real this time and was most unusual as the dream started when I was in the living room and not in my bedroom in bed. It had actually started at the front door like I had met him there and we stripped each other right there in front of the open door. I remembered him picking me up, kicking the door closed and carrying me to the sofa where after laying me down, he explored my body with his hands, tongue and lips sending me into several orgasms before he slowly entered me. The hugeness of his size stretched me and filled me in a way I had never felt before. I felt my body give to him and spasm to his thrusting. I felt every ripple of his cock, as it moved inside me. It touched places I didn't know was there. When his cock flexed, spasmed and released its torrent into me, I felt each spurt. It felt so real, the dream this time.

Too many thoughts were flooding my mind now. I thought back to the nights of the dreams I had and awaken alone knowing Chad had not been with me. There had always been a musky smell as there was now. I never questioned it after the first few times. I thought it had been a yeast infection. Now I wasn't sure. They were all just dreams, fucking good dreams. Now I questioned if they had really been dreams at all. The dreams had always been with the black guy from the club, the guy that seemed to be following me now, watching me. The thought of being with him repulsed me but then again, it excited me. These were feeling I had never had before.



The Encounters Ch. 06



I started thinking about Chad and if he would call before he left when the phone rang.

"Hello love, good morning."

"Morning Chad."

"Love, I will be flying to San Francisco at 11 AM this morning. Could you drive me to the airport to catch my flight? I would like to see you before I leave and we could possibly have breakfast on the way."

"Yes Chad, I would love that." I looked at my bedside clock and saw it was only 7: so I would have plenty of time to get ready. "I'll meet you at your place at 8:30 and we could stop at Shari's along the way. I need to shower and get ready so see you then." There was a little more small talk and we hung up. 

I wondered what Chad would think of me if he knew about the dreams and the guy. I was looking around the room searching for the clothes I had been wearing yesterday. They weren't in the bed room. I got up and walked to the bathroom to pee. The clothes weren't there either. More puzzled now, I entered the living room and saw my t-shirt and shorts scattered by the front door. No sign of my panties. I looked around the room and not seeing them, I went to the door picking up the scattered clothes. The panties weren't caught in the shorts or laying anywhere else. A thought hit me so being cautious, while holding my clothes in front of me, opened the door and saw them laying on the step. The shock hit me. The dream! Had it been real and I opened the door for him? I reached down and snagged them and quickly closed the door and locked it. 

No, this couldn't have happened I was thinking as I staggered to the bathroom. No, no, no. For the first time since the dreams had started, I stood in front of the mirror and really studied myself. I looked closely at my body now noticing there was moisture seeping from me and dried cum matting my golden patch. I ran my finger through it and sniffed. This was no yeast infection. I tasted it. It was a man's cum mixed with my own moisture. It wasn't Chad's. 

The realization was hitting me hard even though my mind was still having a hard time excepting it. Suddenly I was afraid. A guy had been raping me, a stranger and I had been ignoring it thinking it was just dreams. I shuddered, goose bumps forming along my body thinking of the show I had put on for someone. How foolish and stupid I had been. I allowed it to happen. 

I felt dirty and stepped into the shower. I had to think. I washed several times not really feeling clean when I decided I couldn't let anyone know. I had to continue with my life and find my way out of this mess. I quickly finished, dressed and rushed out the door to meet Chad. 

We were kind of rushed as I was a little late. I was quieter than usual and Chad was trying to get me to talk but all I could think about was what had been happening to me. I had to get myself out of the mess I had gotten myself into. Chad assumed I was quiet because of him leaving and I didn't argue the point. My mind was elsewhere. Meeting him and driving him to the airport was a blur for me. I hardly remember it. 

My mind had formed a solution. I was going to go to the club tonight and see if I could find him. I was going to confront him and somehow I was going to convince him to stop. I found myself back home, I didn't remember the drive.

I spent the day planning what to wear and the time I would show up. I hoped he would be there. I knew Amber and the girls would not. It was Thursday night. We all usually went out on Friday nights. The rest of the day drug by slowly. I showered several more time trying to feel clean. I splashed on a lot of lavender body splash. Nothing I did made me feel better. I was nervous and couldn't eat. When the time got close, I dressed conservatively and slipped my 38 special into my hand bag. If he didn't listen to reasoning, this was going to be my convincer. 

It was 9:00 when I arrived at the Den. The club was quieter than usual, not being on a Friday night with the weekend partying starting. I waited for several hours in a corner booth nursing a margarita, several guys showing their interest but my glare chasing them off. He showed up at 11:15 with a girl on his arm and sat in a booth not far from mine. He showed no interest in me even though he looked my way several times and smiled. His attention always turned back to the woman he was with. I was beginning to doubt myself and whether he was the one. At one time when he went to the bar to get drinks I met him there and tried to strike up a conversation. He didn't take the bait and I doubted myself even more. 

Thinking I was wrong, at 12:30 I got up to leave and walked to the car. I didn't see him leave behind me. It was dark. I was unlocking my door when I felt someone behind me. Startled I turned to face him and stood there glaring at him. I was just inches from him. He didn't grab me or anything like that to constrain me. His hands went to my face and he lifted my chin so that I was gazing into his eyes, our lips inches apart. Alarm bells went off in my head but my body seemed paralyzed as he kissed me. His tongue darted into my mouth searching, probing. I closed my eyes and kissed him back. Part of me was conflicted with the fact I was kissing him, the guy in my dreams, the guy that had been raping me, the guy I was going to convince one way or another to leave me alone. Another part of the conflict was fighting the urge I had for him to take me. It had been incredible sex I was getting in my dreams. 

I had heard the rumors that black men were superior lovers in every way. Where had I heard that I wondered as I stood there kissing him. I really didn't understand what I was doing and why I was doing it. Why him? The margaritas and my state of mind rationalized the issues away. 

"This isn't a very good idea." I said, slurring my words, as I broke the kiss breathlessly. Taking my hand he placed it on his cock that had already been freed from his pants. 

"You know you want this, my black cock. You've been dreaming about it and love it. You need it. Look how hard you make it. Feel it."

He pulled me close and kissed me again as I squeeze his cock. This time there was no resistance. My hand was filled with hard black cock and I wanted to feel it inside me. It was huge. I ran my hand along it, to the base back to the swollen head. It felt so hot, so hard and so beautiful. All thoughts of revenge, or whatever I thought I was going to do to get him to leave me alone evaporated. I was weak kneed. My legs felt like they were going to give away. He picked me up and carried me to the passenger side of the car unlocked it and placed me on the seat. He got in the driver's side, started the car and started to drive away.

I asked, "Where are we going?"

"My place."

He had gone soft but his pants were still unzipped and I wasted no time getting him hard again. It had been dark in the parking lot and I couldn't see it but here in the car with the dash lights, it stood up in full glory. I'd never seen or felt one so big. I was mesmerized wondering if it would fit inside me not remembering it had already been there several times. I wasn't really aware of the drive as I was busy running my hands along his hardened shaft, mesmerized with it. With the way we were setting and the center console of the car would not let me do what I wanted to do and that was not letting me get both hands on him and it would not let me lean over and taste him. I wanted to so very badly. Within minutes it seemed we were at his place. He pulled my car into his garage and closed the door. I tried to open my door and get out but he was there before I could get it opened and had me picked up and into his house before I knew it. He carried me to his bed and laid me upon it. Leaning down and kissing me, I felt his hands roam. I returned the kisses and let my hands roam as well. 

Within moments I had unfastened his pants and had them pulled down to his knees, my hands finding his engorged cock. He was busy too with pulling my blouse off exposing my breasts. Pushing me back onto the bed he wasted little time pulling down my skirt and panties breaking my hold on him. My pussy was extremely wet as he roughly massaged my slit. Then with little foreplay he climbed on top of me. I felt for and took hold of his cock with both my hands. I was looking down at him and got a good look at his engorged cock as I guided him into position. He extended his arms in the push up position over me as I guided him to me. 

I felt the head of his cock begin to penetrate my pussy as he tantalizingly teased me with short hard thrusts with him barely penetrating me and driving me wild. An orgasm was already beginning to rise within me with these short thrusts, the large head of his cock rubbing against my g-spot inflaming it. I could feel my pussy stretch more as he started thrusting in a little deeper. My orgasm continued to build until finally it began to spasm uncontrollably as wave after wave of unbelievable pleasure roared through me. At the height of my release, a twinge of pain jolted me causing me to whimper as he thrust in hard and deep, slapping his groin against mine. I was in the throes of ecstasy and wasn't prepared for the suddenness of the thrust. It didn't really hurt; my body was already accustomed to his size. It was more of a pleasurable pain of being totally filled with a gigantic cock. My stomach was being pushed up into my lungs. Every nerve ending was alive with electricity. 

I grew more accustom to his cock filling me as he began hard deep thrusting. I was already in the throes of another orgasm as I watched him leaning over me and fucking me with this big black cock. It was making me crazy with lust. I began to squeeze my tits hard as my body convulsed with another powerful orgasm. 

He had my legs picked up and over his shoulders as he leaned back now on his knees, watching me squeeze my tits and pinching the nipples as he held me to him and I continued through my orgasm. 

"Oh yeah baby squeeze those tit's, cum on this black cock."

I never had someone speak to me like that and it turned me on increasing the waves of pleasure. I pinched my nipples harder causing sparks to rush to my pussy."

"Do you like big black cock?" 

"Oh god yes," I screamed as another orgasm raced through me.

My eyes were locked on his cock as he thrust in and out of me the blackness of it exciting me more. I seemed to be a totally different person as I watched, his dark skin exotically contrasting with my whiteness. I became more excited, I could hardly believe I was talking like this, doing this, yet with each thrust I became bolder. 

"You feel so good. God I needed this. Oh god, fuck me, yes." 

He stopped thrusting and slowly withdrew his cock until just the tip was penetrating me. I was vigorously rocking my hips and lifting my pussy up to him in response. I wanted him back in deep.

"You want me don't you?" 

"Stop teasing me." 

"You want me deep inside your pussy don't you? You want me to cum deep inside you don't you? Your pussy is mine! Say it, this pussy belongs to me now doesn't it?" 

"Oh god yes," I moaned out. "Fuck your pussy!"

I was caught up in the frenzy of wild sex. I wanted him to fuck me and to cum inside me. This was better than the dreams. He plunged his cock back deep into me as he leaned back down over me, satisfied that I was freely giving myself to him. The loud slapping sound of our bodies filled the room as he pounded me, sweat dripping from him down upon my own sweaty body. We were going at it as one in unison. Him, thrusting hard and deep and I thrusting my pussy back to him trying to get him deeper. I was screaming, breathless for air as I lifted my legs high in the air and clawed at him with my hands as another orgasm raced through me. As I was coming down I could tell he was faltering, getting close.

He was beginning to whimper as he kept up his thrusting, "Oh god baby, I'm gonna cum. Oh fuck I'm going cum." His body was beginning to tense up preparing for release when he moaned, "Baby, you want this cum inside you don't you baby. You want cum deep in your pussy? Tell me!"

It was all I could think of. I wanted him to cum in me. I was shocked by my mouth, but was getting to close to another orgasm to stop. This wasn't right. I shouldn't be doing this. Fleeting thoughts were passing through my brain. This was taboo for me, being in bed with this man. The thoughts dispersed, I was lost again when I felt him stiffen up and thrust in deep one last time. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him to me as I tried to force his hard cock deeper, his cum deeper into me. I could feel his cock expand and contract with each jet of hot cum he sent deep into me. When he collapsed down on top of me breathing hard, I continued to squeeze his embedded cock through my own orgasm as I milked at it trying to get every drop. 

We lay there for some time, him still on top of me before I complained I couldn't breathe and he rolled off. Thoughts were coming back to me now of why I had gone to the club. I had to stop this. Although this was the best sex I had ever had I felt it was wrong, very wrong. This was not me here. I was someone else. I felt guilty and dirty. This was against everything I stood for and wanted. This was not the life I wanted. I was laying there looking at him dozing beside me. I didn't even know his name. He was a gorgeous hunk with nice facial features and built like an athlete with rippling pecks, strong broad shoulders and arms that were as big as my thighs. I knew he was strong as he could pick me up and carry me with no effort. I was wishing he wasn't black. 

I began to feel lost and guilty. My mind was going wild now. What have I done I kept asking myself. Without saying a word I got up and while looking for my clothes I headed to the bathroom. Almost immediately I felt his cum oozing from me and I looked at it as I started wiping myself clean of thick gobs of whitish cum with some Kleenex. I splashed some water in my face and tried to clear my mind. I didn't want to stay here and wondered if he would let me go. 

Not finding my clothes anywhere on my walk to the bathroom, I was suddenly afraid that he wouldn't let me leave. Sure the sex had been fantastically good, actually it had been the best sex ever, better than the dreams, but I couldn't get myself to change my feelings that this was wrong. I had closed the door behind me and I now had it cracked just wide enough to look back into the room. Although it was getting light outside, the curtains on the windows kept the room dark. I could see his nude dark shape lying still on the bed. I thought I could sneak back into the room and search for my clothes. I search around the room working myself ever closer to the bed. I needed to look under it. I was standing by the bed getting ready to kneel down to look under it when I looked closely at him. Puzzled, I looked closer. He was darker than most blacks I knew, tight black curly hair, thick lips and broad nose with a face that was scarred with what had been a severe case of pox or acne. His chest was scarred also. I stared. I didn't know him. He wasn't the guy from the club that I had come home with, that I had spent the night fucking. He wasn't the man in the dreams either. This was a complete stranger.



The Encounters Ch. 07



I was shocked. I stood there looking at him. He had rolled onto his back and was looking at me with a grin on his face. I tried to cover up and was turning away when strong arms locked around me. 

"Where you going babe?" 

I recognized the voice. It was "Him" and I was locked in his arms. I struggled as he turned me back to the guy on the bed. 

"Meet my cousin. He's visiting from Africa. Doesn't know much English which is why you are here. You're going to teach him English and a lot of other things. He's never had a white woman before. 

I was watching mesmerized as the large mass of flesh between his legs was growing hard. He hadn't been circumcised and his growing cock was straining to poke free of it. I had never seen a cock with foreskin and I couldn't take my eyes from it. The mass of skin made it look even larger. I was being pushed down to it, to get a closer look I guessed when my lips were place against it and my lips forced open. I gagged as it was forced into my mouth and into my throat. 

"Suck it." 

I tried as best as I could. I was choking and gagging. The size was straining my jaw muscles and I was having trouble stretching my mouth wide enough. The foreskin had now been pushed down off of the swollen purplish head onto the large shaft that was now slick with my saliva. The large head popped from my mouth when I was picked up and placed, straddling him, with his cock pushing against my pussy and dropped forcing his entire length into me at once. I screamed with the sudden force of the invasion, stretched instantly as I was impaled. It felt like I was being ripped apart. 

I was whimpering as I was held there impaled. I couldn't move. I didn't want to. Even when I was told to start fucking him. I felt myself being lifted up and dropped back down on the hard shaft slightly hurting me so I finally took charge and started doing it myself. I could control the speed and depth now and it no longer hurt. I was getting into it and soon got into a rhythm that built up into an orgasm. The guy I was riding soon did the same when he grabbed me by my hips and shot his load up into me. I was hoping he was finished when his cock had quit its spasms but he only pushed me over onto my back and shoved his still hard cock back into me. 

One thrust and he was balls deep. I screamed in ecstasy. The suddenness of it hurt but it was pleasurable pain. He stretched me to the limit and it felt like he pushed my stomach up into my lungs. I couldn't breathe as he held himself there. My hips had jumped up to meet him, my back arched with just my shoulders, head and feet on the bed. He was holding me up in the air impaled on him with his hands around my hips. He held me this way as he started pounding that huge log into me. I was screaming with pleasure telling him to fuck me faster and harder. After several thrusts, my weight got to be too much for him and he dropped me back down upon the bed and leaned over me on his knees and hands. He was shoving into me so hard that his cock was literally lifting my hips up off the bed on each inward thrust. I was screaming my pleasure and started bucking up to meet him. His cock was so big and hard and I was like an animal in heat. I grabbed the bottom of the headboard with my hands above my head to give me better leverage to meet him. He fucked me into orgasm after orgasm this way not stopping or slowing down as my body convulsed and spasmed. It was when I felt him falter and stiffen more that I knew he was about to unload into me. He gave one last shove and had himself buried to his balls when his muscles started their spasms and contractions. I felt his huge rod flexing as each squirt of cum raced through it and into me. Gobs and gobs kept coming and filling me. We held still, and I could feel it all as his cock pumped his cum deep into me. When his contractions stopped, he continued his thrusting, carrying me into another orgasm. When this one calmed down he lay down on me. 

I had my arms and legs around him as we were embracing; it felt so good and so hot. We lay there that way until he shrank and slipped from me and rolled off. He had finally exhausted himself and was soon snoring. I lay there thinking of the trouble I was in when a voice in the background spoke.

"He didn't last as long as I thought he would. It must have been the excitement of a white woman. You know you are his first."

I glanced over and saw him sitting there stroking himself. He had been watching the whole time. He was extremely hard and just caught himself before he shot his wad. I saw him tense up and grip his shaft hard to stop it.

"Is he safe?"

"You mean disease free? Yes, I wouldn't let him fuck my women otherwise. He's been tested."

"What do you mean, your women? I'm not your woman!"

"Well, actually you are. Who do you think has been fucking you this past week? You wanted it so I think you are pretty much mine."

I had nothing to cover myself with so I when I sat up and looked at him I made no attempt to try. I could feel cum seeping from me and sliding down my crack. I was tired but I still did not want to give in and let him win.

"Who are you?" I wanted to know his name so I could call him something other than you fucking bastard or other names. I needed to try to get away so I thought to try to use the psychology I had learned in school and so far had never put to good use. I needed to disarm the situation. 

"You can call me Wayne. Him you can call Mau. It's African." 

I was about to reply when he ordered me to come to him. I started to hesitate but decided better of it. I needed to try to get control. When I got to him he told me to kneel in front of him which I did. I knew what he wanted before he said it and leaned over to him and grasp him with my hands. One hand I placed just below the swollen head and the other just below that. Still, I didn't touch the bottom of his shaft. I was pulling on him; making him harder as I watched precum form a large pearl in the opening. He placed one of his hands on my head gripping my hair in his fist and forced it down to him placing the swollen head at my lips. He wiped the precum on them and forced them apart as I took the swollen head into my mouth. It was all I could do to take just his head. I could taste him as I twirled my tongue around and across his opening. I tried to force the tip of my tongue into him almost making him cum but he clenched his muscles to stop it. I had both hands on him; one below the other and still there was room for one more. It also was so thick I couldn't reach around it and it was so hard. I started jacking him off forcing the remaining precum that was still inside into my mouth and started sucking hard. 

I was repulsed by this and I wanted to get it over with. I would have rather had him fucking my pussy than to suck him off. It didn't take long. He had been close before I started and I soon had him moaning. I knew he was beginning when he seemed to get harder and the muscles in his groin tensed up. When the flood came, I started choking on it. It was thick and heavy and so much that I couldn't swallow any of it. Each time his cock flexed, he shot more into my already full mouth. It was flowing out the sides of my mouth and down my chin dropping onto my breasts and from there, sliding down my stomach and pooling in my golden patch, a thick whitish streaming gob. I sucked hard on his tip making him quiver and he finally pushed me away saying he couldn't take it anymore.

As he was recovering, he sat there moaning, "Fuck, girl you drained my fucking balls, they ache. I've never had them ache like that."

I was sitting back looking at both him and the slime that was covering my breasts, stomach and mound thinking. This was the first time I had ever had a man cum in my mouth and it made me feel slutty and dirty. It also just dawned on me that he and his cousin seemed to produce a lot more cum than any white guy I had ever experienced. Chad produces only a small amount that usually stays inside me. These guys flood me with gobs and gobs of cum that flow from me. 

I was jerked back to reality when he spoke.

"You like big black cocks don't you." 

I didn't know what to say. I felt like a whore a dirty and diseased whore. No one would ever want me again. Not Chad or anyone. My parents or siblings would cast me away; disown me if they found out. I was an outcast. I was kneeling looking at the cum that was matting and drying in my golden patch, some that had slid down further and mixed with that of his cousins'. I couldn't look at him. I thought I would have been better off letting Chad's father take me as much as I would have despised that. The sex had been good really good but I couldn't say it. I couldn't admit something like that, not to him and not to myself.

"No matter if you say it or not, you know you do."

He stood up, leaned down and pulled me up into his arms. Holding me to him, he leaned down and kissed me. I hated myself for responding and kissing back our tongues dueling. I felt him growing hard as we were kissing, his hard shaft sliding up into the drying slime that was coating my mound and stomach. I reached down and grasp it tightly. I thought he was going to take me. I wanted him to.

He broke the kiss and said, "Go clean up, Mau will be awake in a few hours. You need to be ready for him. He will give you a much longer workout this time. Sometimes I think he has more control than I do and can last longer."

He led me into the bath and pushed me into the shower turning on the water at the same time. I didn't need to be convinced and told again, I felt dirty. I had been grasping him all the while and was disappointed when he didn't get into the shower with me. He just stood there watching me, his beautiful hardness sticking straight out at me. 

I closed my eyes and stood under the now hot spray confused with my thoughts. This was wrong, the feelings I was having towards him. I didn't understand my response to him when he kissed me, the longing to have him inside me. I shuddered at the thought of what others might think of me. I was a whore now. I felt like one. Would I be able to get away? Would they eventually dispose of me when I was no longer needed or wanted? I opened my eyes and looked around. Wayne if that was his name was no longer there watching me. I hadn't heard him leave. I washed, looking over my body carefully to see if I had been hurt in any way. Mau, if that was his name, had been rough. At first it had hurt but then after my body adjusted to him it had been complete and total ecstasy. I discovered it didn't matter what he looked like. What mattered was what he was doing to me, how good it felt. 

I noticed there were sweet smelling body washes and I selected lavender, my favorite. I washed well, several times. I cleaned myself well down below too with a hand held and almost orgasmed when the spray hit me in the right spots. I decided right then I would do whatever was required of me and hoped they would let me go when they were finished with me. I finished washing and dried myself with a large white towel and wrapped up in it and peaked back into the bed room. Mau was still sleeping. I quietly again looked for my clothes and discovered nothing at all in the room or closet. No clothes what so ever, men's nor women's. They must be somewhere else I thought. I quietly opened the bedroom door and quietly walked into the next room. Wayne was sitting there dressed in sweat pants with no shirt watching me.



The Encounters Ch. 08



"Sara, come sit!" He didn't ask but ordered me and I did as I was told. I reluctantly walked over and sat near him. I still didn't know what was expected of me or if I would be free to go. I sat there for a few minutes while he just looked at me. He eventually reached over and took away my towel leaving me nude.

"Where are my clothes?" I asked not bothering to try to hide my body from him; I went one step further and spread my legs a little so he could get a good look at me. I sat facing him.

"There will be no need for clothes while you are here." 

While I am here, did I hear that right, while I am here I thought silently. I sat there looking at him not saying anything just yet.

"What do you mean while I am here? At some point are you going to let me go?"

"Yes, let me explain your duties. First off, you need to tell me that you are mine. You will do everything I ask of you without reservations. You are my woman and will do as I say and will do anything to please me. Am I clear on that?"

At first I only shook my head yes I understood but then as he stared at me, I finally spoke. "Yes I understand I am yours and will do as you please."

"Good. Mau only speaks a little broken French and his native tongue.  You will teach him English. I know of no faster way to learn but to have a woman's body as a reward. The faster he learns, the more he will have you. I have already explained things to him and he understands. His lessons will start when he wakes up."

I nodded my head understanding what he was saying. I and my body would be the reward for his learning English.



"If they are to start when he wakes up, why then did you already let him have me?"

"It was to let him know what he would be missing if he didn't learn. As it is he is very eager to start his lessons and last night wasn't the first time he had you. He has watched me with you and has taken part for the last week. I wanted to show him how white women like to be treated. Where he is from they treat their cattle better than their women. They beat them if they won't have sex when demanded and the small girls begin breeding soon after their first period."

I had been glancing around and had spied my purse lying on the counter by the garage door. I suspected my clothes were hidden close by too.  I was also watching him and the tent that was forming at his groin. His large cock was beginning to strain the sweat pants, wanting to be set free. I was watching his face as he kept looking at me and I could see he wanted to fuck me. I was beginning to think if I could get him tired and with both of them asleep, I could get away. Actually I didn't need my clothes, his sweat pants or whatever else I could find would do.  I knew my car was in the garage and if I could get there I could get away. I was just making up my mind what to do and was getting ready to lean over and grasp his hardness and release it when Mau staggered into the room wiping sleep from his eyes. I don't know why but my eyes went directly to the mass of flesh hanging between his legs. I hadn't noticed earlier when he was laying down and I was forced down on him, but his sack and balls were large too. His balls were larger than Wayne's and probably produced more cum too I thought. I was mesmerized watching his cock start to grow when he spied me sitting there and started walking towards me. The few seconds it took to get to me, he was fully hard and I suspected he thought he was going to get to fuck me right then and was pushing me down when Wayne stopped him.

"No, English lessons first. You learn and then you get." 

Wayne spoke first in English and then in whatever the language was of his tribe. I guess it was for my benefit too so I knew what was going on. There was a pained look in Mau's eyes but then he settled back and let Wayne direct things. It looked like Wayne was going to teach too but after a while he had me take over and just sat back and watched, speaking up in the native tongue when Mau didn't understand. When Mau learned a phrase or word and understood it, Wayne would let him have me for a short time orally. His long tongue sent me over the edge several times. I was amazed he remained hard through the entire first lesson.  When Wayne thought Mau learned enough for the day, he told him to go to the bedroom and wait for his reward. He held me back.

"OK Sara, you will do whatever Mau wants you to do. I'm pretty sure all he will do is just fuck you. Another reason we are doing lesions this way is that if left alone with just you with no other women around to distract him, he would be after you constantly and would give you very little time to rest. In his village, the tribal customs are that the women are taken whenever the men want them. One or more may belong to one man but are passed around when convenient with the other unmarried men in the family or special friends. However, the chief controls the schedule of any beatings.  I am playing that role here."

"Would I be beaten if I refused?"

He laughed. "I don't think you would refuse. I think you like big black cock too much."

I didn't think I would either. Not now, I thought silently to myself as we walked into the room and I saw Mau laying on the bed, his huge swollen cock at the ready. He wasn't that good to look at, his scars and all, but his huge cock kept me mesmerized.  I eagerly crawled onto the bed. Our English lessons had started out with sex talk, and I had him explain what he wanted me to do. 

"Ride me, ride my big fat cock." 



I did as he told me. I was already wet with anticipation and fully swollen open to receive him. All thoughts of escaping were gone now. I crawled up and straddled him, sliding his swollen head through my slickness, parting the lips guarding my opening and positioned him. It was all I could do to constrain myself from just dropping down and being impaled. I wanted to go down slowly, to feel every inch of him, every swollen ripple. His shaft was thicker than my wrist and the swollen head was almost the size of my fist. I closed my eyes and slowly lowered, feeling the head part me. Oh god it felt good as I slid further down his shaft. My hands were on his chest holding me up, my feet placed on either side of him. I could feel him stretching me, opening me more. He was touching and rubbing against every nerve ending available in my pussy. I was all the way down and sitting on him before I knew it. There was no pain, no hurting as I rested, him pushing against my cervix, pushing it up deeper into me. 

I lightly ground and thrust my groin at him letting the feel of his swollen head rub against me there sending shivers throughout my body. I wasn't aware I had been so close to an orgasm as one rose and surged through me. My body quivered and shook and convulsed in pleasure, my groin grinding into him. When my quivering slowed, he lifted me up and holding me in the air started thrusting up into me as best as he could. I finally had to help when I got my strength back and started rising and falling on him and was slapping my butt hard down on him when my next orgasm started.  I dropped down hard on him impaling myself on his pole as my body twitched and milked at him. He was fondling my breasts, pinching my nipples and rising up and sucking at them when I felt him stiffen and pump gobs and gobs of his cum into me. I tried squeezing my muscles hard and tried lifting myself up trying to pull all of it from him, to squeeze it into me but finally had to sit back down on him as another orgasm roared through me. 

Somehow as I was quivering in my release, he had spun me around and had me on my hands and knees and was still inside me. I didn't know how he did it or remembered him doing it but now he was thrusting into me doggy and driving me into another orgasm. They hadn't done me this way before and it felt good now that it was being done. My body adjusted to him much better this way and it felt like he was going in deeper.  He had grabbed my hair with one hand and pulled my head back forcing me into him arching my back. The other hand he gripped my thigh to help hold me up and started driving his pole into me hard. He fucked me this way through several orgasms before he again pushed in hard, held himself still and shot his load into me. I couldn't understand how he could stay so hard for so long and produce so much cum. He sat back and pulled me down so I was sitting on his lap with him still inside me. We sat this way as he caressed my breasts, kissing my neck until I turned my head enough for him to kiss me on my mouth. I kissed back, turning myself around facing him and lay down upon him keeping him inside me. We stayed this way until he shrank and slipped from me and went to sleep.

I was exhausted and almost drifted off but Wayne interrupted and whispered he needed me.  I rolled off and followed him from the room into another bed room off the living room. He didn't ask me to clean up; he just pushed me back upon the bed so he could crawl up between my legs and started slow fucking me while lying on me. I came several times and so did he before I fell asleep from exhaustion. I know he or both of them had taken me repeatedly throughout the night even though when I woke the next morning, I was laying beside Wayne. My body was tired and sore. 

I got up slipping from bed quietly and went into the master bath. When I spied the large sunken tub, I immediately filled it with hot water and slipped in. It felt like heaven and I soaked the tired soreness away.  I had been soaking for several hours when I noticed my hands were starting to wrinkle and began wondering why no one had been in to check on me. I quietly slipped from the tub and wrapped up in a large towel and peeked into the bedroom. There was no one there. The house was quiet so I walked from the bedroom and wandered through the rest of the house. I found myself alone. I went back to the living room and looked around again for my purse and spied it in the same place although this time it was on top of my neatly folded clothes which were lying on top of a box. Curious I went to it and first checked my purse. My car keys were in it along with my .38. It was still loaded. I was getting very confused now wondering just what this meant. I peeked into the garage and found my car still there. I didn't understand at all now. Did this mean I was free to go? Still wrapped in the towel, I went back into the house to get my clothes and dress. I looked into the boxes under my clothes and found a new outfit, consisting of a beautiful white silk blouse and matching white lace bra and panties with a soft dark blue wool skirt and jacket. It was the softest wool I had ever felt. Under it all was this note.

"I hope in a small way this makes up for what I have put you through.  You are free to go if you wish. There was never any intention to hurt you in any way. I along with Mau hope you stay for the rest of the weekend and help with his lessons. We will be back home by 2:00. Hope you will still be there."

Wayne



The Encounters Ch. 09



I was really confused now. Part of my brain was screaming for me to get out of there. Another was telling my body to stay. The sex was incredible. 2:00 was four hours away. There was plenty of time so I decided to go and try on the outfit and look around the place. I could leave anytime after that. I rushed back to the bathroom, drained the tub and dried off. The outfit was beautiful. I'd never had expensive clothes that hugged my body like a second skin that showed off my curves. It was then I decided to stay. I removed the new clothes and carefully folded and boxed them. I started to dress in my old clothes and decided not to. Instead, I took my clothes and purse into the master bed room and sat them on the dresser and finding a robe, I put that on. I wandered around the house after that just looking into all the nooks and crannies, passing the time until they returned, hoping they would return earlier. There was one lesson I wanted to teach Mau and that was how to be slow and gentle. This was only Friday and I had the whole weekend to teach him. I went back to the bathroom to freshen up and splashed on some heavenly cologne covering all the sensual places. 

It was 1:00 when I heard them drive up. I had been waiting anxiously for them and met them at the door. I was wrapped up in the robe and was about to let it drop as soon as they came in but Wayne stopped me. 

"I'm really glad you stayed. I knew you would but I had to be sure. I'm sorry but I have to go back to into town and probably won't be back tonight." 

I looked puzzled and interrupted before he continued. "You'll both be gone?" I asked disappointedly. 

"No, it will just be you and Mau. I'm sorry, I do want to stay but can't. Do you know what you want to teach and how to begin?"

I nodded. I was disappointed I wouldn't have both of them but knew if I could get Mau to go slow and with his stamina and quick recovery times, we would be having sex the rest of the day and all night if Wayne left right away. I followed Wayne to the bedroom and watched him pack a small satchel with a few things when he turned around and embraced me. His hands were instantly inside the robe caressing me, sending shivers through me. His lips were over mine in a deep kiss, hands tweaking my breasts. Heat was already beginning to flow through me when he broke the kiss.

"Sorry babe. You'll just have to be satisfied with Mau tonight. I should be back tomorrow afternoon sometime. I hope you will miss me."

"Yes lover, I already do."

With that, he turned and left the room. I followed him to the front door where we kissed again. I watched him leave and sadly closed the door asking myself just what in the hell I thought I was doing. This was still wrong. 

Mau was not in the living room so I went looking for him. I found him in the kitchen fixing dinner. Curious, I watched. He didn't say much, still didn't speak much English but between his actions and broken English and some French, I learned that he was making one of his native dishes, a kind of stew. I didn't ask what was in it. He already had the ingredients mixed together. We chatted or at least I did, starting the English lessons by telling him what the spices were and him nodding in understanding. We continued this until he indicated the stew was ready. I had already set the table and we sat down to eat. What he fixed was actually good I discovered. 

It was just slightly after we finished when he said, "Bed we go now." He had me by the arm and was leading me to the bedroom.

"No. We need to continue your lessons. You need to understand what slow means."

"Slow?"

"Yes, slow. You need to go slow, make love slow."

"You show me?"

"Yes, I will show you what slow means. When we get into bed, you will enter me very slowly and thrust very slowly. I will lead you through it."

I could see he understood as a smile lit up his face. He nodded in understanding as I began to undress him. His cock was semi rigid and quickly became fully rigid as I grasp him and pulled him to the bed. I crawled on, lay down on my back and scooted up to where I could grip the headboard for leverage when I needed it. I spread my legs slightly to give him room between them and reached down and spread my lips and told him to lick me and get me ready. I was already getting wet and there was no hesitation on his part. He was quickly at me and when he went down on me I knew he understood more than he let on. 

He was taking his time now as I hoped he would. When his mouth and tongue started teasing his way around my pussy, licking and kissing and his hands started rubbing and squeezing my nipples, my body started responding even more. My whimpering was turning into moans, low moans coming deep within me, when his tongue started parting the swollen lips and teasing my clit. I could feel myself growing hotter with sweat breaking out on me, as the tingling sensations grew more intense. When his lips enclosed around it and he started sucking on it while rubbing his tongue across it I knew I was lost. My body was responding with full want and passion, as I could do nothing but moan my intense pleasure. My body was on its own as my muscles began the first of many spasms. I moaned with intense pleasure as my body jerked in its first release. Oh god it felt good. 

He was pleasuring me. He kept this up leading me into orgasm after orgasm making no attempt to leave there and enter me, his lips and mouth giving me the most intense pleasure. My body and mind, worked together to bring on each more intense orgasm. When he rose up and smothered my mouth with a kiss I whimpered as I tasted the juices of my passion as our tongues fought. I could feel the tip of his cock pressing against me, rubbing around in the slickness that was there. I wanted him to continue and finally got him to move back down by telling him I wasn't ready for him to be inside me.

He started kissing me all over, working his way from my face to my neck, breasts, and stomach and back down to where I wanted him, his rough hands freely roaming my body. I was whimpering harder now as his lips and tongue continued teasing and sucking. My clit was now very sensitive. Each flick of his tongue caused my feet to grind themselves into the mattress helping me lift my pussy into the air for him as I quivered in my releases. I was lost in deep ecstasy.

He had moved his mouth up to mine and was kissing me softly, his tongue exploring mine and his rough hands exploring where they could reach while we kissed. His mouth explored my breasts as well and he brought me into a hard release as he suckled on them. I was passionately responding to him, kissing him back, moaning my pleasure of him as my own pleasure kept building and I quivered in my releases. My mind was now concentrating fully on the pleasure he was giving me. I was deep in ecstasy and moaned of my pleasure as spasms racked my body. My body was a quivering mass when he finally rose up on his knees between my legs and just looked at me admiring my body. 

"Oh baby you are so beautiful," he kept saying.

I looked down my body at him. I could see he was very excited at the prospect of having me again. His cock was rock hard with oozing precum glistening on the swollen head as it poked through his foreskin. He was sitting back on his knees and butt and had picked up my hips and had placed them on his legs sitting there holding me close to him just inches from the swollen head of his cock. I was bent over backwards my head and shoulders touching the bed as he was looking at me. I was trying to push up to meet him in anticipation. 

"Please go slow love, you need to go slow and be gentle." I wanted him inside me and wondered if he would continue to go slow and be gentle this time. 

He nodded and rose up a little after listening to me and rubbed his cock up and down my slit. Moisture was running from my pussy from my many orgasms and wetted him easily, his pre-cum mixing with my moisture. He was smiling at me as he slowly began pushing his cock into my tight pussy. I let out a loud moan as I felt the head part my lips and slowly enter. I had assumed I would have adjusted to his huge size by now and his entry would be effortlessly but I was wrong. I felt him stretching me and filling me. I felt the pressure increase as his cock slowly penetrated deeper and instantly I began to cum again. I never knew a man could have this effect on me. He was driving me crazy with lust with just the feel of his cock. I was fucking him again, risking everything and not caring. Wave after wave of pleasure was coursing through my body as his cock was filling my pussy stretching me. I was crying and through my tears I pleaded for him to go very slow, I wanted to feel him inside me and let my body get used to his huge size.

I responded as passionately as I could and wrapped my arms and legs around him, I wanted to hold him. I wanted to make love to him. I wanted to pleasure him too. I gave him all the passion I could; I whispered sweet things to him as we lay there, him slowly entering me. I told him I loved him and I wanted him inside me. I wanted him to stay inside me as long as he wanted to. I wanted him to cum in me. I was going to say anything that came into my mind as long as it would work and keep him inside me.

We were now kissing, him lying on me, with his huge cock fully inside me, keeping his huge cock very still. He finally moaned out to me of how tight I was and how good I felt squeezing his big cock. I told him I wanted him to cum inside me. I wanted him to pleasure himself and that I needed to feel him cum.

I was squeezing him with my love muscles making it harder for him to remain still when he began to slowly thrust. I pleaded for him to go very slow so I could feel every inch of him. I had never felt anything so wonderful. Each time he slowly thrust in, it felt like he was pushing my stomach into my lungs and as he withdrew it felt like he was turning me inside out. These were short gentle thrusts. The hard head of his cock and shaft rubbed firmly against my g-spot each time he moved in and out. Even with my legs flat on the bed he was hitting bottom. I could feel him rubbing my cervix and I knew I wouldn't last long. The feeling was too intense. I was kissing him, crying to him, letting him know that each of his slow short thrusts was giving me intense pleasure. My body was instinctively responding and thrusting my pussy up to him as he was slowly thrusting into me. I was no longer feeling anything but the pleasure he was causing me. 

I wrapped my legs around him and locked my ankles behind his back holding him to me. We were now kissing freely and wantonly. He started gyrating his groin and thrusting in short gentle thrusts just using his groin muscles. I unlocked my ankles and dropped my legs beside him and slid my feet up to my ass to lift my hips off the bed to raise up to meet him as he slowly started his short gentle thrusting again. He was taking his time he whispered to me. I was moaning to him that he felt so good I didn't want this to end. He was quickly bringing me to another orgasm even though his movements were slow, gentle and intense. He now had lifted my legs up against my chest, holding them there so he could be as deep as possible, hitting bottom with each short thrust as my orgasm built and hit. It was a screamingly intense orgasm. The head of his cock hitting and rubbing my cervix each time he thrust in increased the feelings. I hadn't had an orgasm like this. It started so deep inside me that it felt like every muscle and every cell of my body was involved in this orgasm. I didn't know I was screaming my pleasure and continued screaming as long as my body spasmed and convulsed. 

When my body's jerking had last subsided, he lowered my legs and leaned down to me and we kissed with a deep passionate kisses. We rested this way, him holding me, caressing me as I had my legs wrapped around him loosely while telling me he had almost cum and we needed to hold very still. My arms were around his neck holding him to me as we lay still. He started to rise up after a while and I locked my legs around him holding him tightly to me. I wondered why he was still fucking me with such gentle short thrusts and not hard groin slapping ones. 

He was still hard and I didn't want him to slip from me, I knew he had not cum yet and I wanted him to cum inside me. I wanted to feel him cum. I wanted to feel his love muscle flex and pump his sperm deep into me. I wanted to hear him moan his pleasure as I felt his hot cum being released into me. 

He was leaning over me on his knees, still hard and inside me with my legs locked around him when he started his slow gentle thrusting again. I had cooled down somewhat but his movements quickly brought me back to into heat. 

It felt so good to have my pussy filled with a hot hard cock. This time he was alternating with slow gentle thrusts and hard quick ones. Still they were short. He once again lifted my legs into the air and pressed them back into my chest with his shoulders and arms, holding them so he could thrust in deep hitting bottom on each inward thrust. Again, with the head of his cock hitting and rubbing against my cervix, he brought me to an intense orgasm and held himself in deep and still as I tried to milk his cum out of him as my muscles spasmed. I knew he was close this time as I felt him stiffen but when my orgasm subsided, I knew he had not joined me in his release. Still he held me this way as he slowly started short thrusting again. His thrusting came harder and faster and it did not take long until I was in intense orgasmic ecstasy again. My body screaming for release as it burst into quivering uncontrollable spasms. He held me tight as I tried to buck him off, holding himself deep in me as waves of pleasure passed over me. When I finally quieted down, he again started his slow short thrusting, building up to his own release. I was spent and just wanted to feel his release into me. This time, with the grunts he was making and the way his body was reacting, I knew he was close and was going to.

His body had instinctively taken over now in his release and he couldn't hold back the flow or control his body's movements. His body was now thrusting in as deep as possible, not withdrawing, to get his sperm deeper within me. I screamed in lust as I felt his body stiffen, his cock seemly growing stiffer and harder as he thrust in hard and held himself still against the very bottom pushing against my cervix and pushing it up into me as I was stretched further than I have ever been stretched. He cried he was cumming. I felt the muscles of his hard shaft begin so spasm and jerk as it began to jettison its load of hot cum. I felt the muscles of his pelvis spasm and jerk against my thighs and pussy as he held me still and I felt his groin against mine and his balls slap against my ass as his body jerked in its release. I concentrated on the feeling of his release. It felt good, feeling his cum fill me. I was wondering where all of it was coming from. How long had he held it and let it build up. I didn't know a guy could hold so much. It seemed like he was taking forever to empty himself. His cock kept up its spasms and jerking's. Finally with a weak cry, he let go of my legs and collapsed down on me, I again locked my legs and arms around him holding him to me as he lay there, still lightly quivering. His sudden deep thrust and my concentration on his release had stopped my own release but that didn't matter. I had never felt so good, so relaxed, so satisfied. I drifted into sleep as he lay there on me. 

A short time later I awoke and felt him laying there beside me. I nudged him awake by grasping his limp cock instantly awakening it. I wanted him again and by his response I knew he wanted me again too. He slid back on top of me and spread my legs with his knees and held them apart as he positioned himself. I spread them further as he leaned down and kissed me with a deep passionate kiss. I was eager for him and opened my mouth for his tongue, kissing deeply.

I was still excited and wet, from the earlier activity, the lips of my pussy still swollen and open for him. He placed the head of his cock at the opening of my pussy and without any hesitation, thrust in hard and fast. I shrieked with the sudden thrust, his groin hitting mine as he bottomed out stretching me and forcing my stomach up into my lungs. 

I totally couldn't control my body. I had another intense orgasm as he hit bottom and was quivering as he started thrusting in and out fast and hard. I was yelling at him to go slow but he ignored me. Each time he withdrew, he thrust in hard and deep. Tears filled my eyes and ran down my cheeks as I reached up to him to hold him as he made that one last hard thrust and held his cock at its deepest point and filled me with a huge load of cum. He fell down on me as each spasm shot more of his load into me, filling me, stretching me even further. I wrapped my legs around him to hold him in and even then, I could feel the huge load slipping around his cock and running down my ass. We embraced this way until he finally became soft and slipped from me. Later after he recovered, he alternated between the slow thrusting and the hard intense thrusting and kept this up the rest of the night.



The Encounters Ch. 10



I was totally exhausted by morning but I slipped out of bed and walked to the shower to clean up. I could feel his cum oozing from me and running down the inside of my thighs as I walked. I wanted to savor the feel of his cum as it leaked from me knowing I had gobs of it inside me. I was beginning to like the feel of it as I walked and felt the squishy feeling between my legs. 

I turned the hot spray to high and savored the prickly feel of the sprays force on my skin. Before beginning to wash, I reached down slid my finger through the slickness and brought it to my nose and smelled the musky smell. Instinctively, my finger went to my mouth and I tasted him sucking him from my finger. Knowing I had a black man's cum and his sperm swimming inside me excited me. This was a new feeling for me and I was getting to like the feel of a black man's cock in my pussy. I had never felt more alive. 

I heard stirrings coming from the bedroom as I soaped down. I was hoping Wayne would get home early and we could all get into bed together. I had two black men fucking me and I wanted to get all I could before I had to leave. My body felt like it just couldn't get enough of them. I wondered how I would act around Chad after this weekend, if he would be able to satisfy me. Would I be satisfied with his small cock? I didn't know how I felt about him now. Would he be able to sense a change in me? Would I be satisfied with other white men? I was lost in these thoughts as I heard Wayne talking. I quickly finished showering and patted myself dry. After wrapping up in the towel that almost didn't cover me, I walked into an empty bedroom. I heard them in another part of the house, in the kitchen I thought. There was another person talking that I didn't recognize. He was speaking a language I didn't understand. It sounded like Mau's native tongue. Undecided on what to do, I hung out in the bedroom for a while until there was silence. I thought I had heard a door close and thought they had left so I left the bedroom and entered the living room. I was startled to see them standing there just off the kitchen looking at me. They must have been whispering to each other as I had not heard them and startled them as much as I startled myself. There was this black kid standing between them. He was the first to see me then the others looked my way. Wayne was the first to speak.

"Sara, go get dressed. Then come back here so we can all talk and I can introduce you to Mau's brother."

I nodded, turned and went to the master bedroom to dress. As I quickly dressed I was wondering what this was about. There had been no mention of a brother. Where did he come from? I wondered if I would be involved with him too. He was just a kid. He could be younger or older I thought. I didn't really want to get involved in something like that. I had my career to think about. I brushed my hair and made myself presentable. I had dressed in what I had been wearing last Thursday night and wished I had dressed even more conservatively in something like baggy jeans and baggy shirt. As it was, the kid's eyes bugged out when he first saw me wrapped in the towel. I guess I had taken too long to dress as Wayne came to get me and stood there waiting.

"What's this all about Wayne?" I asked as he had me by the arm and was walking me to the kitchen. I was smelling bacon frying and discovered I was starved. 

"We'll talk about this while we have brunch."

The kid wasn't there as we entered the kitchen and I looked around for him. Mau was cooking. 

"Where's the Kid?"

"He went to clean up." Wayne replied. "You might as well sit. This is going to be a long story." I sat as Wayne continued. "I guess we'll call him Jake since his name is hard to pronounce, is Mau's brother. I had him smuggled into the country after we found out their family has been wiped out by the rebels fighting in their country. Their whole village was slaughtered. Jake was only one of several that hid out and escaped. I had to get him here."

I didn't know what to say and just nodded in understanding as Wayne continued.

"He will be staying here until I can make better arrangements for him and Mau. They both do have citizenship rights here and in France as their mother and father were citizens but it will take a while to sort out. For now though they will both stay here."

I was getting concerned now and finally spoke up. "What is my arrangement going to be?" After having such fantastic sex, I wasn't sure I wanted to give it up although I knew I should just let this be one fantastic weekend lodged into memory and nothing more. 

Brunch was ready and being placed on the table as Wayne sat there and thought about what I just said. "We'll just have to play that by ear."

The kid came and sat down with us. He wouldn't take his eyes off of me and sat there staring as I was introduced as a friend of his brother and Wayne. "Jake, Sara here is an attorney and is going to help us get your and Mau's papers in order so you can both stay here in the states. You OK with that?" He nodded as I understood what my job would now be. In a way, I hoped that was all it was going to be. 

It was getting late when Wayne gathered my things and walked me to my car. 

"I'll see you tomorrow at your office." 

I nodded back. He acted like it was a done deal that I would help him. I guess he was right. I drove home in silence thinking of the problems I was going to have. I got home and saw the answering machine was blinking, 20 some messages. Most were from Chad. I ignored them. Several were from Amber wondering where I was. I called her right up and told her I had been out of town and would see her tomorrow. Small talk ensued and didn't last long. I made no mention of my weekend. I then listened to Chad's messages. He was wondering where I was also. He had been calling several times a day. His last message told me he would be home Tuesday and would see me then. I called him back and got his voice mail, was glad for that and told him I would be over to see him Tuesday night. I would spend the night with him.

I ate a light dinner, made a list of things I needed to get done tomorrow and went to bed setting the alarm to get up early. When my head hit the pillow, I was out like a light. I slept hard until the alarm sounded. I did the usual morning routine to get ready for work, eating a fast breakfast and drove to work. I wondered how my day would go. 

I needn't had worried. My desk was swamped. I had several new cases that needed to be disposed of. I noticed on my calendar, Wayne had been penciled in for 3:00. I wondered how that would go. Black cock was on my mind for the rest of the day and I found myself looking intently at the men that were black not only in the office but those I saw out on the street. I was curious if the rumors that I had heard were true, that all black men were large and perform better than any white guy. 

This was a large firm and there were partners that were black and I guess four or five law clerks that were black also. I had never really considered them before, as in possible lays. Several had tried to get me to go out but I had always made excuses not to. I knew when they asked I wouldn't go out with any of them. I had found out a long time ago it was bad policy to date someone at the office. I knew of several bad instances and all ended with one or the other being fired or disciplined. I wasn't about to get involved but then black cock kept popping into my mind.  

I worked through lunch finally getting caught up ten minutes before the meeting with Wayne. I used that time to look up what we may need to get the paperwork started. I jotted down a few notes and waited for the receptionist to announce Wayne my next client. I wished he had selected one of the other partners and I was worried as to how the meeting would go. I hoped it would be formal. The receptionist called and I told her I would be down to meet them and take them to the conference room next to the receptionist desk. I wanted this meeting to be as public as possible. It was directly behind her and with the large windows, there would be no privacy. I was afraid of what might have taken place behind the closed door of my office. Not just what Wayne might do but what I might have done. I discovered as I got up from my desk and descended the stairs from my floor to the lobby I was flush and a little horny. 

The three were waiting for me. I didn't know to be glad or not. With the kid there, at least in my mind, I would be occupied with the task at hand and not the gifts the two men had between their legs. I led them to the room and seated them. The kid sat beside me and kept his eyes glued on me. I knew what he was thinking. I couldn't help but notice the effect I had on him even though he was silent the whole time. Wayne and Mau sat across from me and Wayne did all the talking while I kept glancing out the side of my eye at the kids lap. He was wearing baggy sweat pants that were well tented and it wasn't a small tent either. Damn I thought, are they all large. I've got to keep my mind where it should be and not on him. 

I was glad Wayne had all the necessary paperwork, birth certificates of not only Mau and Jake but that of their father and mother. She was a French citizen born in Africa while he had been born in the states and had moved to Africa where they met. She was a nurse, he a doctor. All in all, the paperwork was fairly simple but would take a while to get through the red tape of the bureaucratic system. I told them they could apply for French citizenship also. They declined. The meeting took most of an hour as I was taking notes and discussing other paperwork that might be needed. All the while the kid kept his eyes roving my body. I was getting a little uncomfortable from his gaze and noticed he kept scooting his chair a little closer to me. When I noticed more than a little wet spot forming on the tip of the tent and flexing of the tent pole, I knew he was out of control and I stood up and announced the meeting was finished. I needed to get out of there. I stepped close to Wayne and whispered they needed to get the kid calmed down. I could see he was puzzled at my remark until the kid stood up. He grinned and nodded and leaned over and hit him hard in the shoulder rapidly deflating the tent.

I shook my head. "Wayne I will call you after work and let you know how things were going." I wanted to discuss the kid and the situation he would place me in if this got out of hand. I was shocked at how young the kid actually was. Mau wasn't as old as I thought either, only 19. I worked another hour and decided to leave just after 5:00. I got to my car started it and almost drove to their house when I decided I'd better not. I was horny but thought it wouldn't be a wise decision. So I called. Wayne answered on the second ring.

"Wayne."

"Wayne, we need to talk."

"Is it about the Kid? You know he has never been with a woman? " 

I was silent wondering where this was about to go. 

"The young native girls have been afraid of him and since he has not entered into manhood with ceremony, he's never been with a woman. There were several women that he selected for his manhood ceremony but that will never happen now that the village is gone. You know he's fascinated with you and has been asking about you. He wants you for his ceremony. He has selected you and because of this it will be you." 

"Wayne, I can't. I could lose my job. It could destroy my life. I shouldn't be doing this with any of you." 

"You know you can't say no. Right now all you can think about is black cock. Large black cock, our black cocks."

"Wayne, stop it." I was trying to get the thoughts out of my mind and trying to get the conversation back onto what I had accomplished with the citizenship papers for Mau and the kid but he kept on talking and interrupting me. I didn't understand what he had said earlier about the girls being afraid of the kid. It didn't dawn on me then he was talking about the kid's size. What was this ceremony he kept talking about and why was it so important? 

"You know he is even longer and larger than Mau and me, he just needs to go through his ceremony and get a little training."

Oh god I thought to myself. I have to get off this, get away from these thoughts. "Look Wayne. This has got to stop. I got to go. We'll talk later at the office." Shit, I said to myself under my breath as I hung up. What in hell am I going to do? I knew the kid was large by just looking at the tent that had formed the short time we were in the office. Then there was the uncontrolled reflex as he jettisoned his load when there hadn't been any sexual contact between us nor had he sat there and played with himself. I knew then his hormones were raging out of control. It was like he had a wet dream sitting there beside me. I was glad we hadn't been in my office behind a closed door. I might have weakened right then. Now though, I had to stop this before it got out of hand. Why was this ceremony so important? Why did I have to be part of it?



The Encounters Ch. 11



I was glad Chad's car was in my drive way when I drove up. He was a day early. I parked and rushed into the house and into his arms. I wasted no time in getting his shirt off and was undoing his belt while we were kissing. He wasted no time in getting my blouse off and had slipped my skirt and panties off before I got his pants down. 

"Damn Sara, you're fucking hot." One hand was already cupping my mound and a finger was sliding in the moisture below as a finger was inserted. I pulled him to the floor right there. I was so fucking horny from talking to Wayne and thinking about cock that I didn't want to spend the time getting to the bedroom. Chad had already kissed his way down across my breasts and was working his way down across my stomach and mound. His tongue quickly found its way and had parted my swollen lips and was flicking my clit when I screamed in relief as the first orgasm coursed through me. I needed it and quickly. I had been surprised on how close I had been when talking with Wayne. I had been about to cum when I had been trying to get Chad's pants off. I almost came when he had inserted his finger. Now that my body was quivering, I was in heaven. I had tightened my legs around his head and almost smothered him as he fought for air all the while trying to pull my legs apart. He broke free and had risen up and was looking at my face as he breathlessly stammered. 

"Damn Sara, you almost crushed my head. You really missed me didn't you?" 

I was still riding out my high, still quivering as he said this and I didn't quite hear him. I had almost shouted Wayne's name and had just caught myself. I had been still thinking of large black cock and as I was coming down from the hard orgasm I told myself I had to be very careful. I was looking at Chad's face and wondered if he could tell as he slid his hardness inside me and began thrusting. I was so wet and sloppy I couldn't feel much of him as he thrust in and out hard and fast. He came before getting me off again and fell down on me. 

"Damn Sara, I needed you. You're so hot and slick I couldn't hold back." 

He was on top of me looking at me as I felt him shrivel and slip from me. I did the best I could to have a dreamy look on my face.  Although the one orgasm had been good, I was disappointed he had not lasted longer. I wanted to be taken through many orgasms and worn out. He had not done that. I was still horny but hid my disappointment as I pulled him down in a kiss. When we broke apart, I rolled out from under him and headed for the shower picking up my clothes as I went. He followed. 

I had really not said very much to him as we met and made love and when I walked away he asked. "Sara, is there something wrong?"

"No Chad, I had a rough day at the office and I needed you just then. Now I need a shower and to relax for a while. Would you open the bottle of Riesling in the frig and bring it with you?" 

I heard the frig door open and close and the cork pop out of the bottle and the twinkling of glasses as I stepped into the shower and turned on the water. He soon joined me and left the wine sitting on the counter. I was already relaxing under the hot water and had my back to him when he stepped in. My mind was preoccupied, in another place, thinking about black cock and how satisfying it had been.  This first meeting with Chad since my weekend adventures wasn't as satisfying as I had hoped. I hoped it would get better or at least as it was before I found out how good large cock was. It would kill me if he found out I had been with others. I wondered what he would do if he ever found out that I had been with black men and I might prefer them. Hell I didn't know myself if I really preferred them.  I didn't want it to happen again, I had to hide my feelings and try not to be tempted.  I had to be careful and hide my secret. I would do all I could to keep away from them. I would deal with them at the office only I had decided as I felt a stiff rod pock me in the butt as Chad wrapped his arms around me under the spray. I leaned back to him slightly turning my head into his as we kissed. I had made up my mind just then that I would make the most of it and spend the week with Chad, at his place or mine. As long as I was with him, they would stay away. I decided I liked Chad enough to try to get things back the way they were.  

We made love there in the shower, he doing what he did best and eating me out until I couldn't take it any longer and I had to have him inside me. I concentrated my mind on him and what he was doing and discovered he could satisfy me while we were doing it. It wasn't until we were exhausted and had left the shower and dried each other off and were sitting in the living room drinking wine that my mind wandered. I was thinking about what Wayne had talked about earlier. The kid's man something ceremony whatever that was. Why were the girls afraid of him? It hit me right then, Wayne had mentioned he was larger than either him or Mau. The girls were afraid of him because of his size. Shit, why did I have to be involved? How did I get into this mess? 

I was startled out of my thoughts when Chad placed his hand on my thigh while he was speaking to me. 

"Sara, you seem to be preoccupied with something. Care to tell me about it?"

"Huh?"

"I've been talking to you for the past few minutes and you seem to be somewhere else. Is something wrong?"

"Oh no Chad, I was just thinking about work. Nothing really, well actually I will be kept busy with it for a while. It's just another complicated case to work through." I didn't really know just how complicated it would be. I smiled and cuddled up to him and started watching TV. It was a dumb show but it got my mind off of what was bothering me for a while. We went to bed after a while and made love. I wasn't into it that much but I did get off a few times as well as Chad and fell into a troublesome sleep. I dreamed of them, Mau, Wayne and the kid. I tossed and turned and got up several times and sat and read or tried to until my eyes got tired enough to go back to bed. I was exhausted when the alarm went off.

I was in a tired daze as I got ready for work. Chad had already left as I was staggering around. I told him I would meet him at his place after work and we would stay there for the rest of the week. I didn't want to stay here and possibly get discovered by the three I was trying to do my best to avoid. I knew they wouldn't try anything at Chad's place. I pack my bag, put it in the car and left for work.

Wayne called me at work a little after I got there. 

"Did you miss us? We missed you. You know you want us, our big black cocks. I know you will be thinking about us the rest of the day. Bye love."

I didn't say a thing. Just listened and hung up when he did. He was right though. I didn't get them off my mind the rest of the day. I called up Amber to meet for lunch and thought that would get my mind elsewhere but even though we met at a local restaurant, it didn't help. Each black guy I saw took my mind back to what Wayne said. I tried to concentrate on Amber and what she was saying. We talked a lot but after lunch and I got back to the office, I couldn't remember just what we talked about. Black cock kept jumping back into my thoughts.

The day went by slowly and after work I found myself at Chad's place. I didn't go in right away, just sat in the car about 30 minutes until he got home. I was worried that somehow my escapades would be found out. I still didn't quite know if Chad noticed a difference in me. He had mentioned how toned I was down there many times in our lovemaking before Wayne and his cousin. Now I seemed to be hornier than ever and much slicker. Was it possible to lose the tightness, the tone as I was stretched by much larger cocks? I was into doing the Kegel exercises now and was doing them as I sat waiting. I didn't know if it would do any good. When he showed up, I walked in beside him as he left the cars carrying my bag. 

I was so worried that I couldn't get my mind to think of having sex with him even after he undressed me and pulled me down onto the bed with him. My body wasn't responding and after a while, I told him I was stressed out and just couldn't get into it. He was kind of pissed. He had a raging hard on and left to I guess do something about it. He didn't come back into the bed room but sulked around in the kitchen and fixed dinner for us. He hardly spoke to me all through dinner. Finally I spoke up and made the excuses of stress on the job with one client and how I screwed up his trial. There was some truth to it as I did screw up but had gotten it straightened out. Even then the senior partner was pissed at me for a while. 

My period was starting also so I was having difficulty there. Sometimes PMS hits me pretty hard. That seemed to smooth things over. I would be out of the sex thing for the rest of the week anyway. It was an excuse I had used before and no reason for it not to work now. I was glad my period had started. It was heavy this time and stopped Chad from fucking me and although we didn't have sex, I did oral sex on him. He was satisfied with that. 

Wayne kept calling me at work or on the way to work every day so I finally stopped answering the phone. I was glad for caller ID. Still he got to me and made me horny for them. I wondered how long I would last. He kept bringing up the kid and the need for a ceremony. Why couldn't he find someone else I kept thinking? I didn't want to do it, to participate. I didn't care if the kid was demanding to have me. 

Friday was fast approaching and Amber wanted me to go out with the girls. I used Chad as an excuse not to. I didn't want to run into Wayne and his cousins. I spent the weekend with Chad but I was in a lousy mood the whole time. My period had been quite hard this time with heavy cramping. That put Chad in a bad mood too. We fought a lot this time, a lot more than usual. I had gotten pretty fed up with him and was about to call it quits but backed down. 

Then there was Wayne. He kept calling and Chad started to get suspicious and started asking about him.  I kept telling him he was a client of the firm that was calling about his case. He didn't believe me and we fought about this too. When he answered my cell and started telling him to fuck off and leave me alone, I screamed at him that he was going to cause me to lose my position with the firm. He backed down, tossed the phone at me and stormed out. It was Sunday night and I didn't see Chad again until Monday evening. That day I had called Wayne and told him that I would think about what he wanted if he would quite calling and leave me alone for a while.  I needed the time to decide what to do.  He was satisfied with that and quit calling me. I didn't want to do what he wanted but I had to find some way to deal with all of this. Him constantly calling had added to the rift that was forming between me and Chad.

The grief of my period was winding down and when I got off work I drove by my place and got a sexy negligee that Chad had bought me along with his favorite perfume and drove back to his place. I got everything ready for dinner, candles and all and with plenty of time left before he got home I soaked in the bath, taking time to relax and wash well. I was squeaky clean when I dressed in the negligee and robe and waited for him while dinner was cooking. I thought I had failed when I met him at the door and instead of him being excited, he was kind of subdued.  I put dinner on hold and led him to the bedroom. 

"Chad, I want you to make love to me. Satisfy me like I have never been satisfied before. Make me beg for you to stop."

"Oh love, I have missed you and wanted you so bad this past week," He sobbed.

He quickly removed my robe and negligee and had pushed me back onto the bed and was in between my legs covering me with kisses. His hands wandered over my body finding delight in the wetness found when cupping my mound. Fingers slipped inside rubbing me bringing me to my first orgasm. His lips and tongue quickly followed sucking at my hidden button, caressing it, sending electric current racing deep through me as he quickly brought on my next needed orgasm. Oh how I needed it. I didn't want him to ever stop. I loved his tongue and lips and what they did to me. He had me withering in ecstasy, orgasm following orgasm. Sweat drenched my body, my moans and screams of pleasure drowned out the other sounds, the sounds of ever day life. I was in the moment, my body quivering from one orgasm to the next. 

I heard someone begging for him to stop, to fuck me. It couldn't have been me. The pleasure was too great. It was getting so tender to the touch. Oh god I loved his tongue as he flicked and sucked that tender spot. Finally I had to push him away, hold him off me. I couldn't take any more. 

"Chad," I gasp. "Fuck me. I need you inside me!"

He complied with my wishes and moved up and slipped easily inside me. I wanted to feel him, every ripple of his hard cock inside me. I wanted to orgasm with him inside me. I wanted to orgasm with him. He was very hard and impatient. He thrust hard and fast. He didn't last long. He thrust in hard and deep several times and emptied himself deep inside me. He came way too soon. Laying there under him as he empted himself and collapsed down on me was a disappointment. I had hoped Chad's performance would have been better, like the way it had been before.  He was already drifting off, a slight snore coming from him as I lay there under him in agony wanting another release, a deep cum filled release. 

It was then I wished I had been with Wayne or his cousins. I wondered about Jake, if he was like his brother or cousin. I wondered what it would be like to be with the three of them. I rolled Chad off me and lay there beside him in deep thought, watching him as he snored lightly. I did care about him; we had spent several years as lovers. Still, as I lay there looking at him I couldn't help but feel disappointed in his performance. I had wanted him to take my body past the sexually satisfied feelings I had with Wayne and his cousin. That hadn't happened, my body was sexually unfilled. I could feel it deep inside me, my body's want of being sexually satisfied and the need of a deep cum filled release. I couldn't sleep and remembered I had put dinner on hold. I nudged Chad awake.

"Honey, dinner will be ruined if we don't get up." I slipped out of bed and wrapped up in my robe. "Come on Chad, get up." 

I left him and went to the kitchen and restarted dinner. I hoped I could salvage most of it and somehow rekindle the romantic feelings I earlier had for Chad. After all, he had been a very good lover with a very talented tongue. Yes I thought, but that was before I knew about black cock. Black cock, why did that thought jump into my mind? I stood there thinking about Wayne and his cousins. Why did this have to happen? My life had been satisfying as it was with Chad and my job. I hadn't been looking for something more. My mind was tormented and preoccupied with these thoughts as Chad stumbled into the room. Startled by him as he wrapped his arms around me, I burnt my finger on a hot pan as I was getting the meal on the table. 

"Damn Chad you caused me to burn my finger," I blurted out as I stuck it into my mouth.

"Sorry dear. Here put it under the cold water." He had turned on the cold water and was holding my finger under it. It was already feeling better. I didn't burn it bad but just enough to feel it. He started to say something then changed his mind and just looked at me. 

"Chad, what is it." I wanted to draw him out. I knew he wanted to say something, something was bothering him.

"Oh, nothing, let's have dinner first and talk later." He had already poured the wine and was holding my chair wanting me to sit down. I did and he took his seat.

"To us!" He toasted as he held his glass up.

I wondered what he meant as I held mine up in the toast. "To us!"

The meal went on with small talk, nothing really important. Still I could sense something was bothering him. Was it me? Could he tell I was unfaithful? I had never been unfaithful before. Does it show somehow? Could he tell my body was reacting differently for him when we had sex? I wasn't about to confess anything to him. I waited for the shit to hit the fan so to speak. He knows doesn't he I kept thinking? It got so I couldn't look at him. I felt miserable. Dinner for me was pretty much ruined. I didn't eat much, just nibbled. Finally he spoke up.

"Sara, I don't really know how to put this, but I, we need to talk."

Oh no I thought, here it comes. He does know. I kept quiet and just looked at him, eyes slightly downcast.

"Sara, I've accepted a position with the company in San Francisco. I want you to come with me."

I wasn't sure I heard him correctly; I just looked at him with a surprised look on my face. I was relieved he didn't know. "What did you say?" 

"I've accepted a position in San Francisco. I know you need time to think about it but I want you to come with me. We can get married and maybe start a family. I will be making twice as much as I make now and we can now afford it."

It hit me hard, what he was saying now. I was stammering and looking for the right words to say. "Chad, I don't know. This is so sudden. I need time to think about it." 

I knew I didn't want to marry him. He was just my lover. How do I go about saying no to all of this? "How much time do I have to think about all of this? When do you have to be there?"

"Well they want me there as soon as possible. But they will give me time to get my affairs in order. I would think a few weeks."

"Chad, I can't give you an answer right now. I have my own job to think about. The firm has no office in San Francisco. I need time." I was upset now that he had sprung something like this on me. I needed to go home. 

"Chad, I'll let you clean up. I have to go home and think about this." I got up from the table leaving him sitting there and went and dressed and packed up my things. He was still sitting there drinking wine as I left. 

I drove home trying to think about what I had to do. I didn't want to marry him. I despised his family, hated his father. Marrying his son would not stop the old man from trying to get me in bed. It would just make it easier, those long holidays where we would be forced together. I loved my job. There was no way I was going to give that up. Although I did want kids someday, this wasn't the time. No, I had to somehow tell Chad no without creating a big scene. I wanted to part as friends. 

I got home, stripped and sank into a tub of very hot water sprinkled with lavender bath beads. I had a bottle of wine sitting beside the tub. It was a good Riesling, my favorite. I relaxed and let my mind drift. 

The paperwork for Mau and Jake was done, just had to be signed and submitted. I would have the receptionist call Wayne in the morning to set up an appointment. Their citizenship was a done deal. It was easy since their father was a citizen. I also submitted the paperwork to the French for dual citizenship there as well. That being done, there would not be another reason to see them. They would be out of my life. As for Chad, I would just make the excuse that I would not give up my career to move to San Francisco. Besides I did not want to move that far away from my elderly parents. 

That all settled in my mind, I finished my bath and readied myself for bed. I was tired. The stress of the past week and Chad asking me to marry him and move had exhausted me. I finished my wine, brushed my teeth and went to bed.



The Encounters Ch. 12



I awoke the next morning at first light refreshed and relaxed. I was determined everything was going to go my way. I ate a light breakfast, dressed and headed to work stopping to get a latté on the way. I got to work and checked my schedule and found it was light and had the receptionist set up the appointment for Wayne and his cousins for just before the close of work at 4:30. I was determined the meeting would be done quickly. I wanted to be out of there by 5 and headed home. 

Work for the day went quickly and I found I had little to do for several hours before the scheduled meeting. That was when Wayne called.

"Sara, do you have time right now to talk."

"What about Wayne?"

"You know, what we talked about before. You said you would consider the ceremony if I left you alone and quit calling. We need your answer." 

I had been afraid of this and sat there in silence for a while before answering. "I haven't decided yet Wayne."

"Well we will discuss it after the signing of the papers."

"No Wayne, we won't. I have other things to do."

"Sara, you already know how much you like black cock. You won't be able to resist. You will take part."

Shit I thought. Why did he have to bring that up? I was trying to marginalize them in my mind into only being clients and was avoiding that subject. How in the hell am I going to be able to resist? I hung up on him. I told myself I was going to get through this and to try to not think about it. I didn't know how strong or weak I could be. 

I made plans. I asked the receptionist to stay until after the last clients left to lock up. Then I waited for them to show up. I was determined not to let my body succumb to them. I was going to have to meet with them here in my office and I arranged the chairs around a round table so that the three would be sitting opposite of me and put the papers they would be signing on it. I regretted I had to meet in my office and not in a more open room like the one we had used earlier behind the reception desk. 

I looked at myself and wished I had dressed more conservatively. This morning I had dressed without thinking. My white blouse was a little too revealing, showing too much cleavage, what little I had and my woolen skirt was a little too short. It rode way to high up my thigh when I sat. It was OK if I was sitting behind my desk where I spent most of the time but when I had to meet with clients sitting around a table as we would be doing, I would show too much. This made me uneasy and I wished I had time to go home and change. I was startled out of my thoughts when the phone rang announcing the arrival of my clients. I told the receptionist to show them up and stood waiting for them. 

When the receptionist showed them in and left, I directed them where to sit and was promptly ignored. I had wanted the kid to sit between Mau and Wayne but he grabbed the chair closest to my right side and slid it closer. He was again wearing the same baggy sweat pants and I already noticed a growing bulge. I tried to ignore it and direct everyone's attention to the paperwork and started talking about it showing them where to sign and explaining what each form was. I had slid my chair slightly away from the kid but he was soon sitting right beside me. Wayne had slid his chair closer to my left blocking any further movement by me and I was trapped between them. I tried to keep from looking at the kid's lap but the way I was now positioned, it was right there, right next to my right hand if I wanted to drop it down from the table. 

I did have them signing the papers and was trying to explain the best I could about the forms they were signing but my body was not listening to my mind. I was feeling flushed, more so as I kept glancing at what I was trying to avoid. When the kid took my hand and placed it on him, my mind went blank and my primal instincts took over. I gripped it; my fingers instinctively wrapped themselves around his shaft and slid up and down feeling him through the soft cloths of his pants. There were no shorts restraining him. I caught myself and jerked my hand away and stood up. 

"Look," I stammered. "The papers are signed and this meeting is over." 

I didn't wait for a reply and reached for the phone and hit the reception number and told her we were through and to come show them out. I stepped behind my desk and waited for her to show. I was glad she quickly came to show them out. "You should receive your papers in a few weeks," I said as they were leaving. They only nodded at me in reply.

Relieved that they hand left I sat back at my desk to try to recover somewhat. Shit Sara, I kept saying and thinking. That was close. I almost broke. I looked at my hand thinking the kid was huge. I hadn't been able to reach around him. I was looking at my grip thinking there had been an inch or more of empty space between my finger tips as I gripped him. He had to be bigger than either Wayne or Mau. 

Just then the phone buzzed. It was the receptionist.

"I'm getting ready to leave now; do you want me to lock up?"

"Yes Sharon," I replied. "I will be here for a few more minutes." I wanted to be sure they had left and now I felt I needed to go to the restroom and splash some cold water on my face. I still felt flushed and when I stood, the cool air I felt between my legs under my short skirt indicated my body had responded more than I thought. I discovered when I got to the bathroom my panties were quite soaked. After cleaning up and splashing the cold water on my face I looked at myself in the mirror and not liking what I was seeing. 

I kept silently asking myself just what the fuck I thought I was doing. I was thinking and playing with fire. I wanted to be with them. I wanted to do the ceremony, to be part of it, whatever it was. I liked black cock, my body wanted it, needed it. I was tormented; I was beginning to feel like a whore whatever that feeling was. Did I look like one I thought as I looked in the mirror? Tormented I went back to my office to get my things, turned off the lights and sat at my desk in the dark thinking. I really didn't know what to do. Go away with Chad and ruin my life or stay and possibly ruin my life.

I was startled when the lights flicked on. The building custodian was standing there looking at me as my head jerked up off of my desk. I had fallen asleep. Confused I rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock as he stated, "Working late again."

I was surprised it was after 8:00 and already dark. I shook my head to get the cobwebs out of my brain and said, "Yes John. I guess I was tired and fell asleep." I laughed a nervous laugh and got up. "I guess I'd better go home." I left him cleaning up and walked to my car after locking the door to the office not noticing I wasn't alone. When I hit the remote unlocking the door, I discovered Wayne sitting on the passenger side. "Wayne, just what do you want?"

"You already know that Sara. You also know what you want and that is black cock. You want us; your body has to have us, the kid too. You want us more than anything. You know that and I know that. I can smell and feel the heat from you." 

He was right, I already knew that. I knew that when I had grasp the kid and felt him. Just not right now. I needed to think about how I was going to resolve my meeting with Chad; how I was going to tell him I couldn't marry him and go with him.

"Could you give me a little more time? I need to have a talk with Chad. You know he asked me to marry him and move to San Francisco?"

"I know that, and you need to tell him no." 

I sat there looking at him wondering how he knew. "Will you give me time to tell him?"

"Yes, I will talk to you later and let you know when the ceremony will be." With that he opened the door and got out leaving me alone with my thoughts.

I sat there for a few minutes gathering my thoughts. What had he said, he could feel and smell the heat from me? I could feel the wetness soaking my panties and thought, yes; he does know what I want. I could feel and smell my own desire.

I called Chad on the way home asking him to meet me as a certain restaurant tonight. I didn't want to go to his house or him to mine. I wanted to get this over with as quickly as possible and in public so it would not be drawn out. I got there first and went to the restroom to freshen up and then was seated at a table to wait. He showed up a few minutes later. I could tell he could see it in my face what I was going to say. I felt it too. He sat. There was a long pause of silence until I broke it. 

"Chad, you know I like being with you." 

"I know what you are about to say Sara. Although I had hoped it would be yes, I thought about it and know you are going to say no. Am I right?" I nodded yes in silence as he continued. "You are right of course. I know you do not like my parents and understand that. Your job is very important to you too and the need to stay close to your parents. I understand that too. So of course your answer will be no. Can we still be friends?"

I was relieved this was going this way so easily. We would part as friends and there was still the possibility to have special benefits. The conversation was leaning that way. Dinner was very pleasant. There was a lot of laughter and joking as we kind of reminisced about our relationship, the ups and downs. We got along better than ever before and soon discovered we were the last customers in the restaurant. We parted friends and went our own ways, nether insisting on one last fling in bed. I was glad of that. I wanted to go home and be alone.

I drove home in silence, thinking about what may now take place. Chad was packing his things and would be gone from my life in a few days. Now there were Wayne, Mau and Jake. I still didn't know if I would go through with it. Just thinking about them started the heat building deep inside me. 

I was home and hit the remote button to raise the garage door and parked inside. I hit the button again and it closed. I was alone now and sat there a few minutes thinking before I got out of the car and went inside. The house was dark and as I went from room to room I started turning on the lights. I just felt like they needed to be on. When I got to my bedroom and flicked on the light, I discovered Wayne sitting in my grandmother's rocker at the foot of the bed. He startled me and I let out a loud gasp. 

"What are you doing here?" I didn't ask him how he got in; I knew he had a key.

"I'm here because you want me. You do want me don't you? You want me to make love to you and cum inside you don't you?"

I didn't answer. I didn't have to. I was already removing my clothes and dropping them to the floor. He sat and watched as I undressed for him and waited as I leaned back onto the bed and beckoned for him to join me. I spread my legs as he climbed between them and hovered over me on his hands and knees. I reached up for him and pulled him down on me. There was no talking as his lips took possession of mine. When he lay down on me and I felt his hardness pressing between us I knew I had to keep fucking him and Mau. I wondered about the kid too. Just the thought sent me close to an orgasm as we kissed. My body was more excited than ever as I felt his rock hard cock pressing between us. I didn't need any foreplay to get more aroused. I was already there. I had been there off and on all day just wanting a hard black cock inside me. I had been close to an orgasm when I had held the kid and now I needed it. I needed a deep cum filled orgasm. His hands seemed to be all over me as we were kissing and I finally broke free and breathlessly gasp for him to fuck me.

"Fuck me Wayne, fuck me. I need you to fuck me."

He rose up on his knees and rubbed his cock up and down my slit wetting it. Each time the swollen head hit my clit, it sent electrical shivers though me. I started thrusting, gyrating and bucking my hips into him trying to force him to enter me. He finally held my hips still and pushed his cock into me as I let out a loud moan of anticipation. He was pushing in slowly, teasing me as he had done before.

"God Wayne, get inside me. Fuck me. Fuck me like you want it," I finally screamed at him.

I gasp as he rammed it in with one hard fast thrust. His groin slapped hard against me, moving my whole body, my head bumping up against the headboard. He almost lost his balance and had to reposition himself over me as he grabbed my hips and pulled me down away from the headboard. He then took my legs and placed them over his shoulders and pushed my knees down into my shoulders and again started his hard thrusting. I was screaming and moaning louder now to get him to fuck me harder as he kept up this relentless pace. His groin was slapping against me, the loud sound blending in with the headboard banging against the wall and my moans and screams. I screamed and moaned as my body quivered and spasmed into a hard orgasm while he kept up his relentless thrusting. 

Sweat was dripping from him and mixing with mine and saturating the sheet under me. I was moaning and screaming the whole time. "Oh god, Oh god, Oh god," I screamed until I was finally whimpering. He kept this up through several more orgasms before he dropped my legs to the mattress and caught himself as he was withdrawing and quit moving. I was almost to the point of exhaustion and was almost lying still, my only motion was gyrating my pussy at him, letting him do what he wanted.

He whispered, "Hold still, I almost came. I got too close." 

I had felt a few short jerks of his cock as he caught himself and knew he had released a little precum into me but I wanted it all and I tried to buck up to him to force him back in deep but he caught me and forced me to hold still.

"Damn it Sara, I don't want to cum inside you yet. Hold still." 

We lay still for a few long moments as he recovered before he slowly pushed all the way back in, his groin pushing fully against mine, his cock pushing deep up into me. I loved feeling it this way and gyrated my hips a little to cause the head of his cock to rub against my cervix. I knew as it rubbed the sensitive opening of his cock it would heighten the feelings for him and quickly bring his release this way. He had placed his legs over mine and now had all of his weight on me. I squeeze my legs together and increased the friction for both of us as he lay still and I gyrated and bucked my pussy at him. This was a new feeling for me and increased not only the tightness of my pussy but friction against my clit. It was also an instant orgasm for me. I had already calmed down from my release and was working on his while still gyrating and bucking my pussy to him when his cock stiffened and began its jerking and flexing in his release. I felt each incredible pulse of his cock as it pumped me full of his cum. I moaned each time it pulsed. I felt the pressure of his cum as it shot from his cock and filled me. He was moaning the whole time.

We fell into a short slumber positioned this way him on top of me but I finally had awakened to his weight and pushed him off of me awakening him. 

"That was incredible Sara. I've never had a woman bring me that way."

"I've never done it that way either." We embraced in a long kiss and lay back catching our breaths when I asked, "Wayne, tell be about the ceremony."

"What do you want to know?"

"Everything you can tell me. What it is for and how long it lasts and who takes part?"

"When a young boy or girl reaches puberty, they go through an adulthood ritual that places them in the ranks of their adult peers. Everyone goes through it. It was something my Uncle was trying to stop because of sexual transmitted diseases particularly Aids but was unable to get it stopped because of the long tradition and the Elders of the tribe. This is a ritual that has been done since time began so it was hard to change."

"Tell me about both the boys and girls."

"OK, I'll start with the boys, the ritual that you will be taking part in." 

I still hadn't agreed to participate but kept silent. I wanted to know.

"With the guidance and supervision of the healer or medicine man, when a boy reaches the age where he starts producing semen, he selects an older woman who will teach him the meaning of being a man. This woman must have gone through her own ceremony and be in her fertile period when the ritual begins and will last until the medicine man declares her with child. This is to prove he is truly a man. For her to participate, she must have shown she can bear children and can be any woman in the tribe other than his own mother or sister. A sister is a woman that was born of his mother." 

I was aghast that I would be forced to get pregnant. "You mean, if I take part, I have to get pregnant?" 

"Well no, not in this case. I've already talked with Jake about this. This is not the tradition or ritual in this country so that won't happen. I've explained there is a different ritual here in this country. We don't place such importance on bearing children but to enjoy the actual act of having sex. Mau has also explained this to Jake. You will just teach him how to please a woman."

I was relieved at that. The job would be easy. "Where does the ritual take place?"

"It is usually in the main lodge or hut of the medicine man. This is where things can get complicated for if there is a group of boys going through the rituals, it can wind up being an orgy and it may not really be provable who got what woman pregnant but that doesn't really matter. They all pass into adulthood."

I was imagining what must have been taking place and wondered if all three of them would be with me as Jake went through the ritual. 

"What about the other men in the tribe? Is there any problem with the say use of another man's wife? "The women belong with no one man but are shared. They may live in the hut of one man but in a way belong to all the men. There is no jealously. No real ownership. The man they may live with is the provider for her and her children. If the man is a good hunter and provider, there may be more than one woman living with him."

"Oh." I could see it now, how it will be with me. I would belong to all three if I continued with this. There would have to be rules I could see that, my rules. 

"What about the girls? What is their ritual?" I shuddered at the thought of a young virgin body taken repeatedly by men of such large cocks if they were all that big, in an orgy.

"The ritual is similar in that they select a mature man they wish to make them a woman except they spend all the time with the one man while he teaches them how to become a woman. She remains with the one man until the medicine man declares her pregnant."

"There is no orgy?"

"No, not for them unless later on in life they take part in the men's ritual and there is an orgy. They have to bear a child first and show they are a woman. It's a relative simple life, primitive except there is no one man who can claim the women. Well then again, there is the Chief who can claim they all belong to him. Still there is no jealousy amongst them."

"Are all the men as hung as you and Mau?"

He laughed at that. "No, not all men are as large. They are the same as any white man, some big some small, although the average size may be around 7 or eight inches. I guess that may be a little bigger average than the white man. The bigger men do have the advantage with the women. Maybe that is why the average size is a little bigger than the white man. Genetics does play a role here. I know when I visited my Uncle's village my size was well known and I deflowered many a young girl. Mau had that advantage too. The male babies that followed were possibly more gifted as they matured."

I lay there thinking about that. Wondering how neat that would be in my mind to have that kind of sexual freedom, except for being required to have babies. "Are the women pretty much pregnant all the time?" That thought just struck me. "Well, yes and no. The women that are selected for the men ritual are selected a year in advance. So it is required for them to be fertile for the ritual. Other than that, the answer would be yes unless they just had a baby. It sometimes takes up to 6 months after birth to be fertile again I think." 




The Encounters Ch. 12



"If I take part in Jake's ritual, what or how would I do it? I'm not saying I will, not yet anyway." 

"It will be really quite simple as there is no village that will take part, no medicine man or others that will take part. It will just be me and Mau doing the required chanting, body painting etc. that will need to be done. It usually takes three days to get ready, to build up for the mating but this will be quite simple, one day."

"Will you and Mau take part with Jake in fucking me?"

"No. It is his manhood ritual and it will be just you and him alone for an undisturbed week. After that, you belong to the three of us and well that will be up to you. It will be a difficult week for you. He is young, impatient and inexperienced and much longer and larger than either me or Mau. He may hurt you so you will need to take it slow. I have explained this to him and am not sure he understands." 

I lay there thinking about that. It was so erotic being with him and Mau and now possible Jake. I knew I was going through with it even though what Wayne had just said about his size. I wanted to know if I could handle it, a larger cock. I was sure I could do it. I had to. It was going to last a week? I needed to schedule a week off from work. I snuggled up against him, his hot body wanting more. I wasn't ready for sleep. I quickly had him aroused. This time I straddled him and slowly slid down his hard pole savoring the feeling of the hard ridges as I slid down. When I was fully sitting on him, his shaft pushing up into me, the head of his hard cock pushing against my cervix was when I stopped sliding down and started flexing my groin muscles milking at him and causing his opening to slide around on the hard muscular surface of my cervix. I liked doing this, sending electric current from his tip down his cock and to his balls. He reached up and was caressing my tits, tweaking the nipples as I came. I hadn't wanted my own release that early and had to stop what I was doing and ride my quivers and spasms out. After I calmed down, I renewed my effort to bring his release into me by just using slight movement of my groin muscles. It worked and he was soon filling me with his cum as his cock pulsed and flexed and pushed gobs into me. I felt every contraction and loved it. After wards I lay there in his arms thinking about Jake and something either Wayne or Mau said. I didn't remember who. I nudge him.

"You awake Wayne?" I nudged him again. "You awake?"

"Yes, I am. Quit jabbing me in the ribs. Your elbow hurts."

"I remember something you or Mau said about Jake, the girls are afraid of him. Why?"

"It's his size. He's bigger than anyone in the village or even me or Mau. The girls and all the women knew. There were only a few mature women that wanted to be with him for his ritual even though they would have had no choice."

"How did they know?" I was now getting real curious as to what I was getting into.

"For the most part its like going back in time, clothes or coverings are optional in the tribe. It wasn't until a few years ago when the tribe started accepting the idea that they needed to wear clothes. You know tourists, white man's interference in the culture. Also the act of sex was not entirely private. Kids learn in an early age about sex by watching the sex acts going on around them. So everything is seen by all. Kids watched and played together."

"How big is he?" I remembered the short feel I had in the office. He had seemed huge but I didn't really know.

"I have seen him and he is longer and fatter than either Mau or me but I haven't measured him if that is what you want to know. I don't even know how long I am or Mau for that matter or how thick. You can handle both of us but I think you will need to be slow and careful with Jake. I don't recall anyone larger."

I fell asleep after that and was awaken the next morning by the alarm clock. I didn't remember setting it and discovered it was set several hours earlier than I usually had it set. Wayne wasn't in bed with me. I got up and looked for him but he had gotten up and left before the alarm. I was glad I had several hours to get ready for work and took a leisurely shower taking time to get squeaky clean. I thought about the night and was more sure than ever that I would go through with it. I just needed to schedule the week off to do it. After a quick breakfast, I left for work and was soon immersed in the problems of the day. I let my boss know I would be taking the following week off. I rushed to get everything done so I could. 

This was Wednesday and it looked clear sailing for the following week. I had rescheduled all of my appointments. I called Wayne and told him I would be ready Friday night if that was OK. It was. 

Chad called and asked if I would meet for dinner. He was leaving Friday and had a few things of mine that I had left at his house. I had some of his things that I needed to get to him so I told him I would meet him around 8:00 tonight at what was "our" restaurant. That would give me time to get home and get his stuff together and take a bath. It was going to be our last night and I wanted to look good. The day went by faster after that and I headed home as soon as I could. I was out the door at 5:00. Arriving home I quickly gathered his things, put them in a large bag and stripped and hit the shower. 

I was excited that Chad would be out of the way now and as I stood under the hot spray I reflected upon what might take place this next week. I was really curious about the ritual I would be put through. I needed to know more and thought I would grill Wayne a little more. That is after I got through dinner tonight. I hoped Chad wouldn't insist that I go home with him or something like that. I really didn't want to go to bed with him again. I was still afraid he would sense the change in me, that he didn't satisfy me anymore. My shower over, I patted myself dry and dressed in a casual shirt and slacks. Nothing glamorous or seductive, I didn't want to encourage him or hint to him I might go to bed. I still wanted to part as friends and going to bed with him again would ruin everything. We met in the restaurant parking lot and exchanged our things with laughter. Chad kept cracking jokes which livened up the exchange. Then we went inside and ate. There were times it was awkward as he tried to hold my hand but we got past that. We parted with a kiss on the cheek and that was that. I was home by 10:30.

I set the alarm for morning and stripped and slipped between the sheets thinking about Friday night and the following week. I was making myself horny with curiosity as I fell asleep. The night was uneventful and I awoke with the alarm. I was extremely horny and as I stood under the shower I used the handheld to get off. I did it twice before I finally soaped down and rinsed. I was a little weak kneed but that was OK. I needed it. I quickly dressed grabbed a bite to eat and headed to work. I called Wayne a little after I got to work and asked him if I needed anything special for the ritual Friday night. He said he had everything ready and I was to be at his place as soon as I could after work so we could get started. He also mentioned that Mau wanted to see me after work and he would be at my place when I got there. The mention of Mau and that he was going to be at my place after work excited me and I couldn't get my mind off of him the rest of the day.

I was extremely horny when I got home. My panties were soaked through; I was flushed and hot when I walked through the door. Mau was standing there looking at me. The moment I walked into the room and saw him, a flood of heat swept through my body. I thought he was going to embrace me but he picked me up instead and carried me to the bedroom and laid me on the bed. By the time I had removed my blouse; he had removed my skirt, panties and was himself nude. My eyes went to his beautiful uncircumcised cock that was rapidly growing hard, the swelling head glistening as the foreskin stretched back. He was huge, bigger than Wayne. He was about an inch longer than Wayne whom I estimated to be about 8 or 9 inches. The head of his swollen cock must have been bigger by at least a third and his thickness; well it makes him a tight fit. 

While looking, I had involuntary spread my legs and he had already climbed onto the bed between them. When he lay down on me and I felt his hardness pressing between us I knew I wanted to be with him, to have him inside me. Just the thought sent me into an orgasm as he was kissing me. As he rose up on his knees and was running his hands over me I thrust my hips up to meet his huge swollen log as I grasp it in my hands and started sliding it between my already wet cunt lips. He was ecstatic seeing I was so hot for him and wanted him. 

"Ohhh baby, you can't wait to get this huge black cock into you. Can you? You missed me didn't you? Did you miss this baby?" 

"Yes, yes good god I want you." I was pulling on him as he leaned back smiling at me. I could see some precum forming at his tip as I pulled on him. "God Mau, get this inside me. Fuck me." 

I was fully aware of him and how his cock felt stretching me as he slowly pushed in. Funny I thought, he speaks English so well after only few weeks of lessons. He was pushing against my cervix pushing it up into my stomach when I felt his balls against my ass. He had just gotten it all the way in when my body started to convulse again in another orgasm. He rode my spasms out holding himself in by hanging onto my hips and pulling me to him, keeping me impaled.

I was crying, in ecstasy, it felt so good. He held me as he started his long thrusting in and out. Every nerve within me was shooting sparks. I raised myself up and wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist and embraced him. He was kissing the tears from my face as I was crying for him. His arms were around me holding me tight to him while he was trying to thrust up into me with just using pelvis thrusts. Not getting much movement doing that, I was impaled against him and holding him tight, he finally leaned over dropping us back down on the bed. He grabbed my legs and forced them away from his waist and brought them up over his shoulders and using his upper body, pushed my knees almost to my chest. Pushing his cock in even deeper, I screamed in total pleasure as he started hard fast thrusting. My screams faded to whimpering as wave after wave of spasms racked my body. My orgasms seemed to be never ending. I know he had several releases into me, I felt him stiffen and push himself deeper into me and pump me full of cum several times but I was on such a orgasmic high, I scarcely felt them. Sweat was dripping from him when he started to slow down and finally stopped and just held himself still, keeping himself deep in me. My eyes were glazed over in ecstasy and tears and I had to run my hands across them to clear them so I could look up at him. 

My expression must have been questioning his stopping as he said, "Baby, I need to rest."

He lay down on me letting my legs drop beside him. I wrapped them around him locking him against me and inside me. He rested as I kissed him, his mouth and everywhere my lips could reach. I tasted his sweat and I liked it. We rested for about 20 minutes, him remaining hard inside me when he started a very slow thrusting, bringing himself almost all the way out, just leaving his swollen head in my tunnel before slowly pushing his way back in. I was holding my legs wide apart and in the air giving him his freedom while clenching my pussy muscles. He was driving me wild now with the slow movement in and out. I could feel every ripple of his hard cock and it quickly brought me to another orgasm. I could see in his eyes, this incredible slowness and my clenching him, milking him with my pussy was bringing him close. He moaned he was going to cum as I felt him stiffen, push himself in deep and begin his spasms into me. This release was incredibly long and hard for him. He kept moaning all through it. He pumped gobs and gobs of hot cum into me and finally just lay there on top of me quivering. I held him tight to me marveling at his long hard release and how it felt inside me. 

As he was recovering and slipped from me, he said, "Damn that ached all the way into my balls. I've never had it feel like that." 

"It was beautiful Mau. Are you going to stay?"

"Do you want me to?"

"Yes."

We spent the night together making love whenever we found the energy and awoke the next morning exhausted. I drug myself from bed and thought about calling in and not going to work. Then I remembered I had a client appointment first thing this morning. I thought after that I would try to leave early. Wayne called.

"Sara, pack a bag that will get you by for a week. We will leave just as soon as you get off work. I have chartered a small plane to take us to where the ritual is going to be."

"What do you mean; this is not going to be at your place?"

"No, I found some others that are going to have the ritual and we are going to join them. It's going to make it more realistic and fun. If you can get away earlier, that would be better. We could leave and get there sooner and join in."

I was silent thinking about that. "You mean it will not be just us, me and Jake and you and Mau? Just how many others will there be?" I wasn't prepared for this and was wavering on not going. 

"Relax babe, you will be safe with us. I found some people from the same tribal area that are here in the states and have two boys that will be doing the manhood ceremony. There will also be two girls that will be doing the woman ritual. It should be fun. I'll try to get you away from man ritual for a while so you can watch the woman ritual. You might be interested in watching some of that. I'll see if they can get started first. Would you be interested in watching that?" 

"Well yes I would." I thought that would be interesting and decided then I would still go. "I'm going to get away from work around 10: this morning is that early enough?"

"Sara that would be great, if you can get here by 10:30, we could leave just after that. I'll make sure the plane will be ready."

He hung up before I had a chance to say anything else so I got my bag down and started packing. Mau was watching and selected just what I would need. When I packed my overnight case with my tooth brush, tooth paste and all the other woman essentials he snapped it shut and grabbed it and my bag and told me he would take care of them and get them to his place. I was glad I didn't have to worry about them.

I left for work excited about the adventure I was going on. I didn't realize just what I was getting into. 

I made it to Wayne's early; my meeting with my client went fast. He parked my car in the garage and we drove to the airport in his. I didn't have a chance to look at my bags to make sure I had everything so I hoped I did. I had shoved my birth control pills in last minute before Mau snapped it shut and had forgotten to take one in the excitement actually I had missed taking one two days in a row. I figured I would take them when we got to where we were going. We were on the plane and in the air before I knew it. 

"Where are we going?"

"It's going to be a surprise." 

I was surprised when we landed in a small field in Louisiana after a very long flight and taxied up to the edge of a swamp. I'd slept most of the way and woke up groggy. I didn't know if it had been from exhaustion from the night before or if I had been drugged not that it mattered. I was here now and nothing I could do about it. It was getting dark and we didn't wait long after the plane left when a swamp boat showed up. It was one of those boats with a big fan on the back. I didn't know what it was called but we jumped on board as soon as it docked and took off through the swamp. It was terribly hot and muggy, the lights on the boat showed our way. I was totally lost when we arrived at our destination. I was also close to being deaf when the fan was shut off although I could hear a drum beat off in the distance. We left the boat and walked some distance to this village made up of huts that were illuminated by a large fire. I could see people dancing to the beat of the drums around the fire as we approached.

"Damn, they already started," I heard Wayne say as we approached. I was startled when I saw everyone dancing was nude and painted various colors. My first impression was that we went back in time into the Stone Age.

"Quick, duck into this hut. We need to get ready and join in." Wayne pulled me into the hut and the others, Mau and Jake went somewhere else. "Quick, get your clothes off so we can join the others." 

"You mean we have to take our clothes off?"

"Yes, quickly or we will miss most of the woman ritual." I was hesitating and Wayne quickly undressed me. "Relax, we will be in the shadows and hard to see." He quickly had me stripped and pulled out into the crowd before I could argue. My eyes were glued to the dancers whom were all nude sweaty men illuminated by the fire. It was then I noticed the young women painted white and red surrounded by the sweaty painted dancing men. The women were tied, hands above their heads, feet spread to stakes on the ground. The men would dance up close to them and rub up against them in a wild sexual frenzy. All the men were sexually excited. I didn't know how long this had been going on and asked Wayne. He whispered that it had to have been going on for a while as the men's cocks were getting moist as they slid them between the young women's legs. You could tell the two young women were turned on sexually then. They would both jerk their groins at the cocks as they slid across their wet openings. The men were not making any attempt to enter. I was watching this getting really turned on.

"Why are they not fucking them?" I asked quietly to Wayne.

"The men dancing are not the ones chosen to fuck them. They will take part later after the medicine man says the women are ready to receive them. This way most of the men in the tribe can take part in the ritual." 

I was becoming entranced and hadn't begun to notice the dancers going out into the watching crowd and pulling women into the circle of dancers. As more women were pulled into the circle, they were positioned on their hands and knees and entered from behind by the dancers. Wayne had gripped my arm and was pulling me away from the scene into the deeper shadows. At first I was going to protest but he gripped my arm tighter and broke my trance. 

"If they had gotten to you, you would have been pulled into the circle and would have been forced to take part. Now it is safer to watch." 

We were deeper in the shadows but could still see what was happening. The ground around the feet of the two young women was covered with fucking couples. The orgy was just starting as the medicine man pronounced the women ready to mate when he inserted his fingers into them. The men that were chosen then positioned themselves between the legs of each woman and thrust up into them with one sudden thrust. They were fucked this way until each man released his torrent of cum into them. The women were then released and carried away by the men. 

"Come, I have to get you to the selected women's hut before we both are dragged into the orgy. It is not safe for you to be outside." 

He pulled me toward one hut just as I was sighted and almost pulled back to the crowd. Mau stepped between me and the man groping for me and pushed him away just as we reached the hut. I was pushed inside, Wayne following. He stood just by the door and told the women occupants of the hut that I was chosen for Jake and for them to get me ready for tomorrow. The women just stood there and looked at me for the longest before an old woman approached me.




The Encounters Ch. 12



"A white woman? No white woman has never been in ritual before. MMMMMMMMM," she stated as she ran her hands over my breasts causing my nipples to stiffen. "Small, young, sweet." I didn't know what to do so I stood there before her waiting for what was to come. 

"I am healer." She finally stated. She motioned for the others to come. They started running their hands over me sending shivers up and down my spine and sides as the old one knelled between my legs and forced them apart. She inserted a finger into my already moistened and swollen pussy and pulled it out and sniffed. She dipped it back in, pulled out and sniffed again, this time also tasting. "MMMMMMM, almost ready." She then left and came back with this bowl of dark liquid. Drink!" She wasn't asking, it was an order. 

I drank it. It was overly strong and had a strange taste. Something I had tasted before. It hit me then, I had drunk something like this when I got on the plane and before at home, and sometimes in my wine and other things I drank and sometimes ate. It had only been this past month and it had been a much weaker taste then. Not as strong as now. I wondered what it was and what it was for. I had felt hornier this past month. 

She handed me another bowl full and again ordered me to drink it. 

"Not ready yet, be ready tomorrow." She stated to no one in particular. "Tomorrow." 

I wondered what she meant. 

The others had been mixing paint and had me sit while one started braiding my hair and mixing a colored paste into it. The others started painting my face and body. I could see it was getting close to morning as light was beginning to penetrate the cracks in the wall of the hut. I had no sleep and was feeling tired when I was told to stand up so they could finish painting my body. It had been several hours since I had consumed anything but the bowls of dark liquid and I wondered if we would eat before the ceremony started. I was about to mention my hunger when the old one brought me another bowl. It was the same liquid. I drank it and another which this time made me a little woozy. I could hear the village waking up. I started to the door and was pulled back.

"No man see before time." The old one said and pulled me back. We must wait for time." I was given, along with the other two women something to eat along with bowls of the dark liquid. It was thicker and stronger this time, like molasses. I choked it down. A warm feeling was growing between my legs and lower stomach and pelvis region. It was like my pussy was starting to become inflamed and aroused. I could feel heat and moisture seeping from there.

"What is this stuff?" I asked the old woman.

"Make you ready." 

"I don't understand? What is it for?"

"Make you ready." Was her answer as she walked away and went outside.

We were alone now the two women and I so I asked them. They giggled.

"Make you horny to make babies, make many babies," they giggled again.

Babies? No, not me. Wayne told me I wouldn't get pregnant besides I have been taking my birth control. No wait I thought I haven't taken a pill the last several days. I started looking around for my bag and couldn't find it. Tomorrow the old one had said. Did she mean I would be fertile tomorrow? I need to find my pills. I had some spermicide in my bag also. I needed my bag. 

"Sara, Sara, are you there?" I heard Mau just outside the hut. The ritual is about to start. Are you ready?"

"Mau, I need my bag. Quick, do you know where it is? I need my birth control, find Wayne." 

I could hear the crowd gathering, a drum was starting a slow beat, the door was opened and the medicine man and healer entered. It was too late. I was the first out the door behind the medicine man and in front of the other women. The healer brought up the rear. I quickly glanced around looking for both Mau and Wayne. I wanted them to stop this. All I saw was a crowd of about 50 or 60 painted black men and women, too many to count. I realized quite quickly I was the only white woman in the crowd. Excited chatter arouse all around me as we were led through the crowd. The excitement was overwhelming and all tried to touch me. I was getting frantic now as we were led to the framework where we would be strapped spread eagled, as the women were the night before. I needed to get away and tried but was grabbed and tied to the frame before I got away. There were too many eager hands waiting. I cried out for Wayne to stop this but wasn't heard over the chatter of the crowd and the beat of the drums.  

I was securely tied as were the other two, the crowd hushed. The medicine man and healer started the chanting. The dancing started. Men approached and touched. There were tears streaming down my face as hardening shafts started rubbing against me. I was afraid now. I knew that without my birth control I could be fertile. That was the point of the liquid they had been forcing me to drink, to make me horny and fertile. The beat and pace of the dance quickened. The men that approached and rubbed against me seemed to be in slow motion, taking their time as they slid their hard cocks between my legs and over my body. Where the engorged heads of their hard cocks touched, some left smears of precum. 

At first I struggled and fought to keep from becoming more aroused but my body failed me. The men suckled at my breasts hardening the nipples creating shivers down my spine. As they rubbed against me, I could feel the heat building and the storm brewing under my belly button and extending to my opening as the heat swelled me. While they slid their hardened shafts between my legs, sliding through my heat and moisture, I found my pussy thrusting at them. Their excitement grew. I was no longer looking around for Wayne or Mau. Everyone started looking the same. 

I lost track of time. The sexual fever rose as I felt one man slide his shaft through my moisture and lose control as he pulled back. His cum splattered against my mound and stomach as his cock jumped up when it pulled free from between my legs. The one who was behind me did the same and his cum splashed against my butt cheeks. Soon the others were doing it. None at the time actually tried to enter me although some were close. They were masturbating me with their cocks now, each one humping me this way causing my body to jerk and spasm as my orgasms came and went. It seemed to be a game with them and after several hours they got the idea to hold still with the head of their cocks in my slit and let me do all the work as I jerked my groin at them trying to get them to enter me. 

It was uncontrollable, the thrusting and jerking of my groin at them, wanting the hard cocks inside me. I was masturbating myself on the heads of their cocks as they slid across my opening and up against my clit and back across my opening. Spasms were racking my body and weak moans were escaping my throat. Still I couldn't get enough. I wanted them all to fuck me. I could feel hot cum squirting from the hard cocks sliding between my swollen lips and over my opening and mixing with my own moisture. It was coating my inner thighs and running down my legs. The older men soon tired of doing me and were more involved in the orgy that was going on around us. The younger men were still excited with me and kept up their orgy with me. Soon the men were all making a game of it and were trying to hold their cock heads fully between my folds as they shot their loads. I felt more than one hard cock spurt against me. 

It wasn't long before I noticed they were staggering and some were passing out. I didn't understand at the time and it wasn't until the one guy kept whispering to me that I was his that I started to figure it out. He was a well muscled young man who, seemed to be the leader of a group of six others, did enter me several times, with just the head of his swollen cock and maybe several inches further. He was large and like Mau, long and thick. He would grasp my hips tightly each time with both hands and hold me to him as he thrust upward slightly several times with me thrusting my hips at him. I tried to get him deeper as I felt his cock flex and shoot his load up into me. I tried clenching my muscles and milk his cock but not enough of him was inside me at the time. It was aggravating. I could hear myself growling at him to fuck me each time he entered me. I wanted him in deeper. 

He started getting bolder as the others in the camp staggered and passed out or were more involved in the orgy going on around us. Each time he slide his cock between my legs and against me, he would get it up further inside me. Soon when no one was actually paying attention and watching, he started fucking me, getting all the way inside. I could feel him against my cervix each time he released in me. The last time he released into me he told me he would find me later. Soon the others of his group were doing the same. They took control and circled me blocking the view of my body from all the others, so I assume the medicine man and healer could not see me as each took his turn. I felt each of them release deep into me several times until they were drained. It felt so good to be continually fucked this way. As soon as one would withdraw another would enter. It was one long continuous orgasm for me. 

I was weak with exhaustion, when the medicine man finally stopped the orgy and called for the young men that had chosen us. They had been standing back watching the orgy going on around them and were fully aroused. They staggered as they approached as if they too were drunk. That's when I finally saw it. It shocked me out of my exhaustion. 

My god I thought, how is that huge pole going to fit inside me. He was huge, much bigger than any of the others that had taken me, several inches longer and much thicker. 

"O god no Jake I weakly whispered," as he approached and started rubbing his huge cock against the slime that coated my pussy and inner thighs wetting it. 

"Jake, no you won't fit. You need to go slow."



The Encounters Ch. 13



He was already overly aroused from watching the orgy and was leaking precum when he started rubbing up against me. As he positioned himself to enter, I felt him tense up and begin his release as he shoved up into me. I screamed with pain at the sudden invasion of his large pole as he hit bottom. I kept screaming with the pain as he thrust a few more times totally empting his balls. I was sobbing as he finished. I gripped his neck with my arms as I was released; my legs were wrapped around his waist. I was still impaled on his still swollen cock as he carried me away to the hut. He dropped down on his knees and laid me back on some sort of hides and slipped from me. 

"I'm sorry he kept saying. I'm sorry I hurt you." His speech was slurred but I could still see the concern in his eyes as he kept saying, "I'm sorry."

"Jake I know you couldn't help it. You were too far gone to stop. Let me rest and recover. I will get better. Then I will show you how not to hurt me." 

It did hurt and still did but I told him through tears that we needed to try. I didn't know if that would ever be the case but I thought if we went very slow, it might work. I didn't think he would ever be able to fit all the way inside me but I would try. I did want him inside me. 

I lay back and brought my knees up to my stomach to relieve the pain I felt. It helped. Jake left me alone and lay beside me. He kept asking if there was anything he could do. There wasn't and I rolled over onto my side and soon dozed off from the exhaustion. I'm glad I did, it lessoned the pain. He, I guess dozed too. I awoke many hours later. It was very dark in the hut. Jake was lying still beside me snoring lightly. I could hear fucking going on elsewhere in the hut. The other couples were at it. I needed to pee. No one had told me where to go so I quietly got up without disturbing anyone and slipped out into the night. I didn't go far, just 20 or 30 feet into some brush away from the hut and did my business. The full moon was up on the horizon making enough light so I could see. The insects were terrible and I kept swatting at them. 

I was going back to the hut when some hands found me and pulled me away from the doorway. I recognized the leader of the group that had first entered me during the ritual. I started to protest but followed anyway. He led me to a hut beside the one I had been in and soon had me on a hide on the ground and was entering me. It was OK I thought, it felt good and didn't hurt. He was thrusting slowly and I was soon into an orgasm as I felt him stiffen, his cock throbbing and releasing into me. It felt good as my body spasmed and took him in. He remained hard and inside me while he rested for a short time and then repeated his thrusting. It was a little more rapid this time and soon had me moaning in ecstasy. We came together when he stiffened and pushed in deep and filled me again. There were others with him and they soon had their turns fucking me and filling me with cum. I didn't know how many there were. I lost count. I know there were more than just his six friends. I could hear men entering and leaving the hut. When the last one pulled free I was told to go back to the hut. 

When I slipped back inside to lay by Jake, some hands found me and pulled me away and pushed me to the ground on my hands and knees. I was entered from behind and was soon moaning. It felt good being entered this way. The guy was deep inside me when he stiffened and I felt his cock began to flex and spasm and fill me. He held me tight to him as he emptied. He slipped free and another took his place. I knew it was the two young men that were in the hut with the other women. In a way, I knew it would happen. I had watched them watching me and knew what they wanted. This time I orgasmed with him as he stiffened and filled me. 

When he left me, I crawled back to Jake. He had been sitting up watching. There was enough moonlight entering the hut through the cracks in the wall to see. He was fully hard. I knew what I needed to do. I pushed him back onto his back and straddled him and guided his large cock to me. I was fully swollen and lubricated. Cum was seeping from my pussy onto his swollen head as I rubbed it through the slime wetting it. I positioned him and slowly, ever so slowly inched down on him as he slipped inside. I kept pausing holding myself up off of him as I let my body adjust to his large size. I had to do it this way, letting him stretch me slowly, it didn't hurt. Sweat was dripping from me as I took my time. It was an incredible feeling to be stretched slowly this way. I knew there was no way he would fully fit inside me this time. I had to be careful. He had hurt me when he first thrust up into me. I had to slowly let my body adjust. Maybe in a week or two with the slow stretching I would be able to have him fully inside me. I wanted to have it all inside me. I wanted to be fully stretched and filled. I wanted to feel him thrust into me and not hurt me. 

I felt him against my depths and still there were several inches that were not inside me. I held myself up; I was on my knees holding still. I couldn't drop down any further. I felt I was stretched as far as I could go. God it felt good to be stretched and filled. I sat this way looking down into his dreamy face and eyes, looking fulfilled. He had reached up to me and was fondling my breasts when my orgasm shook me. I had felt it building as I slowly slid down on his cock. When he tweaked my nipples it roared through me suddenly and with such force I almost sat all the way down on him. The slight pain I felt when I leaned back stopped me from dropping all the way down but it didn't lesson the effect of the strong orgasm. It was intense, the most intense orgasm I ever had. Spasms wracked my body as I leaned forward down onto his chest. Tears flooded my eyes as my body shook, sweat dripped from me onto his chest. It was complete ecstasy. I lay there quivering until it passed. I needed to recover, to get back my energy for what I wanted to do. I wanted him to cum inside me. I wanted it to be slow and intense, his release into me. I wanted to milk him, to empty him. He had only come once inside me and that was when he first entered me, he had been out of control. I wanted to have him cum inside me now and me being in control. I started kissing him, his face, eyes, nose, cheeks and lips. I wanted him to know I wanted him. We kissed passionately, him still hard inside me. 

I started to slowly thrust my groin at him causing him to slip around inside me. It was just slight movement as we were kissing. I felt him stiffen so I stopped and held still. It was too soon. I wanted it to last longer. I wanted to get to the point I would be moving my pussy up and down his shaft so I could feel every vein, so I could feel the edge of the hard head rub against my insides, against my g-spot and clit. I wanted his tip to be against my cervix when he erupted, when he filled me. Most of all, I wanted to control the point of no return for him. 

He was young and had no control. I needed to teach him, to show him he could increase his pleasure and mine with controlling his releases. He was to be my challenge. I sat back on my knees holding myself up off him and started lifting myself slowly just leaving his swollen head inside me, and then I slowly sank back down. It was a beautiful feeling, the slow movement in and out of his cock.

"Jake, when you get close, you need to try to hold back your release. Clench your muscles like you are trying to stop your pee. In fact start doing it now. You will see what I mean."

"Sara, you feel so good. I don't know if I can."

"You need to try. The longer you can keep from coming, the more intense it will be."

He was grimacing so I knew he was getting close. So was I. I stopped when I had him in deep and just sat there hunched on my knees wishing I could set all the way down. The feeling of his incredibly huge cock was something I had never felt before. I thought Wayne and Mau were large and felt good inside me as were the others that had taken me a short while ago, but this was totally more intense, the feeling Jake was giving me was like being turned inside out. His huge cock was touching ever nerve inside me, nerves I didn't know were there. The ridge of his swollen head was scraping the inside of my pussy like a plunger pulling fluids from me and pushing fluids back inside me. It contacted my g-spot on each withdraw along with the ridges of his shaft as it moved in and out. Each movement brought me closer. If I got too close I didn't know if I could stop long enough to help control his release. I know I couldn't control my release once it started. 

He was flexing his muscles, clenching and relaxing. I could feel him doing it. His cock was flexing each time he clenched up. 

"That's good Jake; I can feel you doing it. Is it working, is the feeling gone?"

"Yes"

"Good."

I smiled at him and started slowly moving up and down again. I started clenching and releasing my pussy muscles the same way increasing the feelings for him. I shouldn't have done it; it quickly brought him close again.

"I'm coming," he grimaced. 

I stopped in mid air and held myself still. "Clench, stop it." I was again close and gritted my teeth holding back my own. It was hard to hold still. I was getting to the point to where it would be impossible to hold back. I knew if he started, I wouldn't be able to stop and would come too. I felt his cock pulse a little but he managed to hold back the full flow. He had released a little pre-cum inside me. I gritted my teeth a little harder and bit the inside of my cheek and held back my release. 

"Jeez that was close," he whispered to me as he relaxed. 

"I know love. It was close for me. If you hadn't stopped yours I wouldn't have been able to hold back mine. You feel so incredible inside me." 

I slid back down on him just as he reached up and started fondling my breasts again and running his hands up and down my body. 

"You're so beautiful." 

I couldn't speak but was lightly moaning as he started tweaking my nipples again. He knew what it would do to me. He leaned up and took a nipple into his mouth as he tweaked the other. I felt it building. I leaned forward over him to make it easier to reach my breast with his mouth. I couldn't hold back, I didn't want too now. I could feel my muscles begin to spasm. I tried to hold still. I didn't want him to come with me. My body started shaking uncontrollably, my legs that were on either side of him, I tried to pull together squeezing him. He had reached up and with both arms was holding me tight to him. Load moans were escaping from my lips now. I felt the energy drain from me through my pussy as I clenched at him, the action trying to milk him, wanting him to flow into me. 

He hadn't been that close and held his release back. I discovered him kissing me as my body calmed down. I wasn't aware of anything but the incredible feeling of my body's spasms. The current that had shot through me had been intense. I felt weak, too weak to move and just lay there on top of him letting him kiss me. I wanted to sit up and start fucking him again but felt drained of energy. 

"Hold me, hold me tight." I weakly whispered to him as I lay there regaining my energy. I could feel his beautiful hardness still inside me. Beautiful was the only word I could think of to describe it. It was beautiful, he was beautiful. I was lucky to have found these beautiful lovers, all three of them. 

I felt no regret now in being here and having the others take me in this orgy. I was surprised in how my mind and body had adjusted to having multiple partners, all strangers. My bodies craving for sex with strange men had felt so normal and the thing to do. 

I almost dozed off when I felt him trying to thrust up into me as I was lying on top of him. I weakly rose up and let him grasp my hips and hold me above him. I stopped him by placing my hands on his chest.

"No love let me do it." 

Somehow I found the energy to start raising myself up and down on him. He was helping by keeping his hands under my thighs, holding me up. Each time I lowered myself, I could feel him pressing against my cervix. I wanted him there against it when he came. I was lost in the beautiful feeling he was giving me. He was thrusting slightly and I knew it would be soon. I was getting close too. 

I heard him say, "Oh god oh god," when I felt him begin to stiffen. I didn't want him to stop this time. I wanted him to cum inside me.

"Yes baby, cum inside me, god yes. Fill me."

His grip on my thighs tightened and a groan begin escaping from deep within him. I felt him stiffen up and seem to grow larger and slid down on him so he was deep inside me where I wanted him. I was close too and knew when I felt his release start, mine would soon follow. I was trying to hold still so I could feel his release when he groaned louder and his cock began to spasm and flex. He was so tight inside me that there was no place for his cum to go but up deeper inside. I felt huge gobs spurt as well as the spasms of his cock as it pulsed and pushed its contents into me. My own orgasm hit at that time. I sank lower onto him as my body spasmed. I didn't feel any pain. The orgasm overrode everything. I fell forward and lay on him as my body and his spasmed. 

We dozed off that way, me lying on top of him after our bodies calmed down. I was too exhausted to move.



The Encounters Ch. 14



I was awakened when Jake rolled out from under me. It was light, sun light streaming in through the cracks and I could smell food. I drowsily watched as Jake walked over to a trench at the back of the hut and peed. The full bladder I had forced me to follow him. 

"Is this where we are supposed to go?" I was remembering what had happened outside last night.

"Yes, while we are joined, we must remain inside the hut. Food will be brought to us. You and the other women must not leave the hut until the healer and medicine man say you can." 

I wondered what would happen if they knew about last night when I went out to pee and also during the ritual when I had been fucked many times by others. I was going to ask about last night inside the hut when the other two boys took me when he continued.

"Come, let's eat and he led me to the food. Sit and I will explain all that I know about the manhood joining ritual." 

He handed me a bowl and I quickly filled it. It smelled good and I discovered I was famished. The others joined us. I got to looking at the other boys and discovered they were good looking and well built. Not as large as the others but bigger than average. They were uncircumcised too as were all the others I had seen. My looking at them caused arousal and both had growing cocks. I quickly looked away. I didn't want to start something until I had it all explained to me although I was interested in having them again. I quickly ate, waiting anxiously for Jake to start.

I looked at him and finally blurted out, "OK, I'm ready to hear it, all of it."

"The tribe I came from is an old one. These rituals have been around since the beginning of time. The tribe relies upon women to bear children to populate the tribe, that is why it is required for a young men and women to go through the adulthood rituals. It is very important for a woman bear children just as it is for a man to be able to get a woman pregnant. Boys upon reaching adulthood must show they are men by getting a woman pregnant. Girls must show they are women by getting pregnant. Pregnant women are very desirable to the hearth of a man because she can produce a family. In the big picture of things though, it doesn't matter whose child the woman in carrying, just as long as she is able to have children. That is why women belong to all the men of the tribe and will have sex with them when they are wanted. Since you are now a member of this tribe through my ritual, you are now property of this tribe and once the healer and medicine man declare you pregnant, you are required to be with any man who wants you." 

He saw the shocked look in my eyes as I started to protest what I was hearing and continued. "Don't worry though. We won't be here long and that won't happen to you. You do belong to Wayne, Mau and me though. This is probably the last time a ritual like this will ever take place."

"What about me being with these other two guys in this hut?" 

"That is OK since I was the first to have you. We will share each of the women now that they each have been with the man they were supposed to be with. It is the custom of the ritual. In a few days, any man can be with them and you." 

I was thinking of the men that had taken me during the ritual dance and the many more during the night but was afraid to bring that up for fear he would be hurt. Jake hadn't been the first that had cum inside me. I was going to ask a question about what would happen if something like that had taken place when I noticed one of the other young men had a full hard on and was looking at me. I was surprised at the lack of jealousy from Jake as he nodded to him and let him lead me away. When we reached his hides, he lay back on his back and indicated I was to straddle him like I had done Jake during the night. I assumed he had been watching. I crawled over him and positioned him, sliding the head of his hard cock around in the slickness that was still there and slid down his hardened pole. I didn't have to hold myself up off him and it felt good to be able to sit all the way down onto his groin. I soon had us both in the throes of orgasms as I rapidly lifted myself up and down fucking him. I really didn't care how long he lasted; I just wanted to fuck him. He was grunting as he came, his grunts drowning out my moans. I sat down hard on him when I felt him stiffen and his cock start to jerk as my own orgasm rushed through me. 

I had barley come down from my orgasm when the other indicated for me to do the same to him. There was no argument from me and I crawled over to him and repeated the same act. This was going to be fun I thought. I looked over at Jake and saw he was pounding away into one of the other women. I was surprised he could fit all the way inside her. I was soon too lost in my own fucking to watch. 

It was my idea later on to pull all the hides together. We lay upon them legs and arms intertwined in an orgy of raw sex, the six of us. The smell of raw sex was stifling I was in an erotic orgasmic bliss the whole time, my white slender body contrasting with the darkness of the others. The hides were soaked and slick with sweat and gobs of cum. Our bodies were covered also. This lasted for several more days, stopping only long enough to eat, pause to rest and take care of bodily functions. One of the three boys seemed to be inside me all the time. I was glad Jake was gentle with me and didn't force me to take him all the way.

I was totally worn out physically and sexually when the healer and medicine man finally came into the hut and told us our time was over. I had lost all track of time. They both inspected the women touching us all over and declared us with child. I didn't know how they could do that but I assumed with all the fucking, we had to be. That is if we had all been fertile. I hoped I wasn't. They led us out of the hut into the throng of humanity that was outside waiting for us. The fresh air, if you could call it that from the swamp, made me aware of the stench coming from my body. I needed a bath. Dried cum and sweat coated me and the others to. The boys had their backs pounded in celebration while we women were paraded around. The men all touched me, running their hands over me caressing my breasts and flat stomach. 

The one muscular man that had first entered me during the dance and during the first night glared at me. I lost track of him and his friends as we were led around. Finally the other women in the crowd led us away to water where we could wash. I was thankful for that. I didn't even think about alligators as I waded into the water and bathed. The paint that covered my body and the mud that was in my hair was stubborn and not easily removed. I was glad when the guy showed up and waded out to me with a bar of soap. 

"Here, I thought you might need this."

"Thanks, I do need this. This paint and mud and the other crud doesn't seem to want to wash off." 

"I know. Hey, I know where there is cleaner water than what you are standing in. If you will follow me I'll show you."

I looked at what I was standing in. It was muddy and well it didn't look too clean. I had thought it was all I was going to have to clean up in. Cleaner water would be good.

"OK, where is it."

"Come on." 

He took my hand and led me to the bank and along the edge away from the others. "It's through here." He led me several hundred yards to a clean pool in the jungle of grass and shrubs where a spring bubbled out of the ground. It was a beautiful spot I thought as I looked around. I was surprised when he leaned down behind a clump of grass and pulled out a large towel and washcloth along with more soap and shampoo and a comb. 

"I thought you might need these too." There was a large smile on his face as he handed the stuff to me. "You want me to help? I can scrub your back and help you wash, if you want."

I had been looking at him closely. This was the first time I had actually looked at him up close and not under a sexual fever. I could see he was very athletic and worked out a lot. He was the most gorgeous man I had ever seen. He was about 6'4" with a broad muscular chest, shoulders and arms and a narrow waist and slim hips that joined very muscular legs. His skin was very dark and smooth. I didn't see a blemish anywhere. He towered over me and made me feel very small. 

I already noticed he was partly rigid and growing and watched mesmerized as the foreskin stretched and slipped back off the head of his rapidly swelling cock that glistened in the sun with what was probably a little pre-cum coating its surface. I wanted to touch it right then but thought, what the hell, he has already fucked me and besides I could use some help getting this muck off of me. 

"I could use you to scrub my back." I smiled back at him and handed him the washcloth and bar of soap. "I could wash yours too."

We both laughed and started soaping each other down. "What's your name," I asked as I let him shampoo my hair. I had reached up to help and had both hands on my head wrapped in my hair as he slipped his down to my breasts and soaped them. My nipples rapidly hardened and stuck straight out sending a tingling down to my groin. He was standing behind me and I felt his growing cock rub against my butt. 

"Greg, why do you need to know?"

"What?" My mind had raced to my groin along with the tingling his hands were giving me.

"My name is Greg. Just wondered why you need to know my name."

"I have to call you something don't I?"

"Does it really matter? You know we may never see each other again."

"I guess not." He was fully hard when I reached back and grasp hold of his pole. He had been moving it between my ass cheeks and slipping it lower between my legs. His hands slipping around in the soap on my breasts and the feeling of his hardness had already awakened my lust. I was seeping moisture. I was soapy all over, him too but I led him to the bank and after loosening my grasp on him I lay down on my back and looked up to him, holding out my arms. "I'm waiting." 

He wasted little time, dropping to his hands and knees and embraced me with a deep kiss. I could feel the hard head of his swollen cock poking at me, already in position. When our kiss broke, I mumbled, "Make love to me."

He slipped in. It was slow and passionate. Slow gentle thrusts with deep kisses. Our bodies were slick with soap and with the high humidity and sweat of our bodies, they stayed slick. I couldn't get any leverage digging my feet into the ground to lift my hips to meet him and had nothing to grip with my hands so he finally took my hands in his and held them firmly above my head while I lifted my legs up in the air around him. He got in deeper this way. I felt him hitting bottom each time he thrust in. I gyrated my pelvis in sync with him and increased the feeling for both of us as the tip of his cock rubbed against my cervix. We exploded together when he stiffened and shoved in deep and I felt the spasms of his cock. They were long and hard. We rested for a few minutes after our bodies calmed down.

I rolled him off me and laughed. "I have to finish bathing." I ran back to the water, rinsed and soaped down again. I washed my golden patch carefully noticing it was all growing back. I did this several times until I felt clean. We ended up washing each other several times, laughing all the while. I was curious about him and wanted to know more about him.

"Greg, Are you from Africa?"

"No, I was born in Florida. My parents emigrated from there, in fact in the same general area that most of the people here came from."

"So if you are from here, why are you here doing this. I mean why are you attending these rituals?"

"Curiosity mostly, my parents told me about where they came from and we did go back and see my grandparent's years ago and they told me of some of the customs and rituals of the tribes there. I asked a lot of questions then and when I heard about this happening here, I came out of curiosity. I'm glad I did. I found you. Why are you here, the only white woman, in a group of blacks and how did you get involved with the manhood ritual?"

"Like you I was curious. My friends Wayne and Mau actually talked me into it. I didn't know it would be like this though. They told me I would only be involved with Jake and not with others." 

"Are you upset with what happened?"

"At first I was shocked and wanted to back out but I got caught up in the sexual heat and well, once I was tied, there wasn't anything I could do. Besides, I learned a lot by being here." 

"What's that, what did you learn?"

"That all black men aren't huge but do seem to be above the average size of white guys." I laughed at that and shoved him back into the water where I dunked him under. He had been growing hard and when he took a snout full of water, he came up coughing. It deflated him. 

"Something else I learned was the orgy taking place around us seemed natural and it felt so natural for me to have you and your friends." 

He was looking at me with this amazed look on his face. "You liked it?"

"Hell yes, I liked you and your friends. I'm not sure about all the others though. I would have liked to have seen them."

I laughingly raced him to the shore and grabbed the towel before he could grab me. I threatened to snap the towel at him and he backed off. As I was drying off and combing my hair, the curiosity of what had happened during the dance, he entering me got the best of me.

"Greg, what would have happened if you and your friends had been caught fucking me during the ritual dance? The others also seemed intoxicated which was different from what took place during the woman ritual dance. What was going on?"

He laughed. "If it had been a real ritual back in Africa, we would have been punished if caught. Here I took a risk and spiked the punch so to speak. I would not have done it if you had not been here. I wanted you and my friends convinced me to do it. I wanted to be the first to cum inside you, not the little boy that selected you. I still want you." 

"What about your friends? Where are they anyway? How come they are not here with us right now?"

"It would have been OK with you if they had been here with us right now?" He looked amazed and I started to say yes thinking of the many orgasms I would be having but he continued.

"I wanted you for myself this time so I snuck away from them to be with you."

He gave me something to think about as I finished combing my hair. He was good looking and built. He would be fun to have along with the others. He intrigued me, the boldness he showed, the risk he and his friends took. I wondered if Wayne and the others knew about him and if they would approve of him. When I finished my hair, I suggested we go back to the village. I needed to find Wayne and the others. I didn't know when we would be leaving and needed to find my things. 

"Which way," I asked. I was looking around kind of lost. I wanted him to lead. He pointed the way and followed. We were only a few hundred feet from the village when he pulled me into the tall grass and pushed me down on my hands and knees.

"Fuck Sara you are so beautiful I have to have you again."

I quietly did what I he wanted and raised my hips a little so he could position himself. He easily entered me from behind. He gripped my hips and pounded me bringing me several releases before he shoved in one last time and filled me. I was quietly screaming his name and to fuck me harder the whole time. I remained on my knees for a minute after he finished and pulled out while trying to figure out who I was and what the hell I was doing there. This wasn't really me. I looked back as I started to get up. I was going to ask him if I would ever see him again. He was gone, quietly slipping away while I was contemplating my next move. I was going to ask him for his address and phone number. The towels and soaps were all there in a pile. He was gone. I was puzzled why he left and took one towel and cleaned myself as best I could. I picked up the rest of the stuff and walked back to the village. Wayne met me on the trail.

"Where have you been? I've been looking for you. I was trying to find you so you could get cleaned up but I see you already have. The rest of us bathed at a spring on the north side of the village. You need to hurry and dress. There is a very large storm heading this way and we have to get out of here. The village is breaking up early, some have already left. Come on, your clothes are in that first hut.

I hurried on and found Mau and Jake waiting fully dressed in shorts. I dressed as all three watched. They all had growing bulges which made me dress even faster. I did want to get out of there. I thought back to what I had been thinking when Greg had taken me doggy on the trail. The reality of the week was sitting in. I had a lot to think about now that it was over and we would be heading home. I'm glad my bag was there and everything was in it, even my birth control. I didn't know what to do about it though. It may be too late. I thought I would check on line if the hotel had internet and a computer available for guests. I quickly zippered up the bag when I finished looking through it. I had dressed in white panties, shorts and halter top and slipped into my sandals. I skipped the bra, I didn't really need it. 

"OK, let's go!" I said to Wayne. He grabbed the bags and led us to where the boat docked. We left a short while after that. 



The Encounters Ch. 15



Our plane was waiting for us when we arrived at the meadow and we quickly boarded and flew on to Huston where we disembarked for the night. Wayne had reserved joined rooms so we all would be together. We no sooner arrived at our rooms when he was trying to get me into bed.

"No Wayne, let's go eat first and look around." I'd never been to Huston and wanted to explore. Most of all I wanted to get to a computer. When I looked at my pill case, I noticed I missed more than 7 of the active pills. I needed to find out what to do.

He had already removed his shorts freeing an extremely engorged cock and had mine pulled off before he reluctantly agreed after I had kept pushing him away. I almost thought he was going to force me and probably would have if Jake hadn't come in the room and insisted we go eat. As we left the hotel, I saw several computers that were available for guests. I would have to use one when we got back. 

Dinner was uneventful and I was disappointed no one wanted to go exploring at the time. Actually I didn't either. I picked at my food and was hoping the exploring would get Wayne's thoughts off of sex. His hands kept wandering over my thighs as we sat eating. I was getting more worried than ever thinking I may be pregnant. I needed to get to the computer to see what could be done. I was so worried I was getting a headache. I asked Wayne if I could go back to the hotel saying I didn't feel good. He and the rest could explore. They decided it would be OK. Great I thought. I walked back and sat down at one of the computers and hit the internet. I was horrified at what I found. The missing of the active pills would put me in danger. Other contraceptives should have been used to avoid pregnancy. I had missed 7 or more. I needed to check again.

I rushed back to my room and locked myself in the bathroom with my overnight bag. I checked. I had missed taking 8 of the active pills. What I found out on the internet is that I should continue taking the active I missed and then start a new pack. It would throw off my next period, delay it and I still could be pregnant. I popped one out and took it anyway. It was then I noticed a small folded up paper inside the case. I unfolded it and discovered it was from Greg. I didn't know why but he wrote down his phone number and address. He also said he would visit soon if I wanted him to. That excited me a little but also compounded my problems. How would Wayne and the others react if I had someone else? 

I wondered how I got here in this mess. I was a "good girl" from a good solid southern white family of strong Catholic faith. This was against all the principles I had been raised with. Still I was intrigued with it all. It felt so fucking good. Sex hadn't been like this before, this erotic, exciting and intense. I kept looking at his phone number and finally left the bathroom and got my phone. I went back in and closed the door while starting the water in the tub. The others had not returned and I wanted privacy. I called the number both hoping he wouldn't answer and hoping he would. 

"Hello, hello. I know it is you Sara. You miss me already."

"Yes, I do miss you."

"Are you home yet?"

"No, I'm in Huston."

"When will you be home?"

"Tomorrow night."

"What are you doing now?"

"Getting ready to take a long bath and soak, maybe shave my legs and all."

"Don't shave your golden patch, I like it natural."

"You do? You didn't say anything before."

"Well I do."

I heard them come into the other room and I quickly stripped and slipped into the tub as I said good bye. The hot water felt good as I leaned back in thought at what had just taken place. Would he follow me home? I was excited at the thought. I heard a ruckus in the other room and thought one of them might join me in the bath so I quickly washed and rinsed and shaved my legs avoiding my golden patch. Wayne had liked my being clean shaven with just the small patch left and I wondered how he would react to the full deal. Actually I unless I wore my bikini at the Y or beach, I usually didn't shave there although Chad had always wanted me to be bare. I kind of liked to sometimes show a little blond curl. It was funny how excited it made some men to see a little of the golden patch. I wondered if they all would like me natural. I had drained the water as I rinsed and had refilled the tub with hot water and lay back to soak. I wondered if someone would join me. I was lost in thought as I lay there waiting as I thought of the events of the past weeks. 

I had been a fairly naive and innocent young white woman with a white boyfriend and now I had several black lovers and had been in an orgy with many more. Many of my so called friends would call me a slut if they knew. My family most of all would take it hard. They would not understand. I wouldn't be able to explain it to them either. How could I tell my parents and siblings that the sex with these men was the most incredible sex I had ever had? Were the sayings I heard true that once with a black, one would never go back or black men were always better lovers? When I had first heard sayings like that I thought it was all a joke or just a way to get white women in bed. Now I wasn't sure if I could ever go back to a white boy, not with their little penises. 

I ran my hands across my flat stomach and wondered how it would feel to have a baby develop inside me. That was just a brief thought though, it wasn't going to happen. Not right now anyway and not with one of them. I could hear arguing in the other room, something about the order of things, like who would get to sleep together and things like that. It got pretty heated. Crap I thought is there going to be jealousy between them? That would ruin everything. I didn't want that to happen and I couldn't let it happen. 

Wayne entered the bath room a few minutes later. He had undressed and was standing there looking at me in the tub. I was fascinated with his rapidly growing cock, the way it flexed as it grew. I reached and grasp it and pulled him to the tub and spread my legs as he stepped in between them and sat down. There was no talking between us as I rose up to sit down on him taking him inside me. The friction made it difficult as the hot water washed away most of my body's lubricant but still, I got him fully inside me. The tub although larger than most was not long enough to stretch out and we had to sit there with our legs bent beside each other. Still it was cozy as we hugged each other this way and kissed deeply. It felt so good to have him inside me. I could feel him clenching his groin muscles, flexing his hard shaft so I did the same trying to milk his cock. We sat this way for 15 to 20 minutes until our legs started to cramp and Wayne told me to hold to him tight and he supported my weight as he picked me up, stepped from the tub and sat me on the counter never once slipping from me. When he had me placed on the edge, he started slow thrusting, bringing me to a sudden and intense orgasm as I watched his black cock slip in and out of me. It was so erotic to watch him, his dark body against my whiteness, his black cock entering me. I was mesmerized by it. I shuddered in ecstasy as he kept thrusting through his release and gobs of cum shot up into me, a lot escaping around his shaft as he kept up his thrusting. It was glistening on his hard shaft and sliding down from my pussy and puddled under me. I reached down several times and slid my fingers through it, trying to catch it all and brought them to my mouth and sucked on them tasting him. This brought me another hard orgasm and I quivered through that as he slowed down his thrusting and held in deep against my cervix and again shot gobs of cum into me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and held him to me as his cock flexed and spasmed and filled me. This felt so good to me. I didn't want it to ever stop. He slowly shrank and slipped from me leaving me a little disappointed. We hadn't spoken much the whole time. There were just the grunts and moans of ecstasy the whole time.

He finally spoke. "You may want to clean up a little; the others are waiting for you." 

I wasn't sure I had the energy after the hot bath and the much hotter sex that I just had on the bathroom counter but I stepped into the shower wondering who I would be with next. As I stood there letting the spray wash over me, I felt the energy flow back. Fuck, the sex I'm getting is incredible I thought. I never want it to end. I quickly washed and stepped from the shower and dried off. I splashed on a little lavender and walked into the next room. Both Mau and Jake were waiting for me on the bed. I crawled in between them and grasp their rapidly growing cocks, one in each hand. Watching and feeling them grow in my hands was mesmerizing in its self and I wondered how this was going to play out. They felt so hot and hard. 

I heard Wayne enter the room behind us. He laughed and spoke.

"Don't know who to do first? Maybe we should make a game of it and give them equal time. I could crawl up onto the bed and let you suck me while the brothers take turns entering you from behind, say five thrusts each taking turns to see who can last the longest. We already know who will win but the kid needs the practice. What a good way to give it to him. Don't you think?"

I nodded yes and at the same time said, "Fuck yes." I had already let go of their hard cocks and crawled aside to let Wayne on the bed. He leaned up against the head board and spread his legs to let me have room. I knelled between his legs and grasp his cock and leaned down to it raising my butt up into the air. "Who gets to start first?" I asked Wayne as I started to lick him.

"Let's have Mau start. He can get you ready for the kid's big cock. We have to get you wet enough first." 

There wasn't much to do to do that, I was already dripping as I took Wayne into my mouth and began sucking. I didn't want to bring him too soon so I just played with it, toying so he would remain hard, concentrating on his shaft mostly and avoiding the tender tip. I felt Mau move up behind me and slide the tip of his engorged cock between my swollen lips wetting it in the moisture dripping from me. Then he slowly pushed way all the way in. I shuddered in my first release as he bottomed out against my cervix and I felt his groin against my pussy. He had hold of my hips and held me tight to him as I quivered through my release and then slowly withdrew and slid back in. He did this another four times and pulled free. I was disappointed in his withdrawal but when Jake took his place and rubbed the head of his engorged cock through my moisture, positioned himself and slowly slid in, I felt I was entering heaven. He no longer hurt me; the past week of him taking me slowly had done wonders and as long as he continued to let my body adjust it would get better. Any sudden hard thrusting where he bottomed out hard still had a painful effect but when he pushed against me slowly it kept stretching me, like he was doing now. I reached back under me with my right hand and felt him. He wasn't all the way in but only had about an inch to go I thought. Eventually I would feel his groin against me I was sure. It felt like he was pushing my stomach up into my lungs as he pushed in a little harder. He was in as far as he could go and as he slowly withdrew, it felt like he was pulling me inside out, then he slowly thrust back in. He did this four more times just like his brother and pulled free letting Mau take his place. They were taking their time, playing against each other not wanting to be the first to release into me. 

Eventually I attacked his sensitive tip and Wayne exploded into my mouth. He couldn't hold back. I was sucking too hard and drained him. I almost gagged as I made the effort to swallow all of it. Even then a lot dripped from my chin as it escaped. Depleted he crawled out from under me and left me to the two brothers to continue their game. I could tell they were totally involved in their contest, nether one wanting to be the first to cum. They kept up their slow steady pace exchanging places when they each had their five thrusts into me. 45 minutes had already gone by and I had several orgasms when they decided to increase the amount thrusts to 10 each. This increased the frequency and intensity of my orgasms and I had several more with each of them inside me. Finally Mau slid under me so I was straddling him and Jake was between his legs behind me so there would be less time spent changing places as each took his turn. Mau would thrust up into me during his turn and just as he would pull free, Jake would thrust in. I was in ecstasy now with no time lost between the two exchanging places. It was steady fucking with multiple orgasms for me. It also increased the pace for them and brought them closer to their own releases. I could feel the sweat dripping down on me from Jake While my own sweat was dripping onto Mau. 

I could tell Jake was struggling with control with each of his thrusts after another hour of almost steady activity when he lost the contest and shoved in after only five more thrusts and burst inside me. The jerking and pulsing of his hard cock pushing gobs of cum up inside me caused my body to quiver and shake in my own release. He held me tight to him by gripping my hips and pulling me back. The feeling of his groin muscles quivering against me increased the spasms of my own body. He was fully inside me! Knowing this I pushed back against him. Fuck it was a hard orgasm I thought as I dropped my head and chest down against Mau in exhaustion as my quivering slowed and finally subsided. He was still hard and inside me as he thrust five more times and slowly withdrew. 

He flopped down on the bed beside us and admitted, "You win." 

"Right little brother," he said as he flipped me over on my back and continued his own assault quickly bringing my body closer to another orgasm.

I was exhausted but in total ecstasy as I felt him finally stiffen and fill me as my own body quivered. I fell asleep after Mau rolled off me and awoke the next morning nestled between the two when Wayne announced that it was morning and time to get up. I was a little groggy and slow in getting up. Jake beat me to the bathroom and was peeing when I walked in on him. When he finished, I sat down and took a pee too. He was standing there watching me. His cock was about eye level to me and I was watching it as it started to flex and grow. I couldn't help it; I reached out and touched it and it jerked harder and grew faster. I couldn't help but be mesmerized with it. This was really the first time I got to look close at it and watch it grow. As it grew, the foreskin started to pull back from the tip exposing it. I placed my hand just below the head and pulled the foreskin down fully exposing the swelling head. I could smell the activity of the night before on him, a heavy musky smell. I could feel my body getting excited as I slowly rubbed my hand up and down watching the foreskin move up over the tip and back down. I placed my other hand just below my first and saw there was room below to place yet another. He had to be over 10 inches I thought, maybe 11 inches or a little more and yet last night he had gotten all of it in me for the first time and it didn't hurt. I squeezed hard to see if my fingers would reach all the way around, the thickness kept them from touching by about an inch or a little more. He was much thicker than Wayne or Mau. I could feel the hard ridges of his shaft as I rubbed my hand up and down using the looseness of the foreskin to lessen any friction. This made his huge cock even harder. I couldn't handle any more of this and I was already up off the toilet now and was trying to get my butt up onto the counter. I wanted him inside me, to feel this monster and watch it enter me. 

"Help me, lift me up," I pleaded as I leaned forward into his arms and he picked me up and sat me on the edge. I wrapped my legs and feet around him pulling him to me as I leaned back while holding myself upright with my hands behind me. His cock was aimed up at my belly button and he had to bend it down to position it. As he did, he slid it between my pussy lips several times wetting the head and slowly pushed in. I wasn't quite as wet and swollen as I thought I would be and it wasn't a totally smooth entry. He had to make a few short thrusts and withdraws to entirely wet his shaft before he finally bottomed out pushing my cervix up into my lungs. That's what it felt like anyway. It hurt a little and I grimaced when he made the final push and had his groin fully against me. He was all the way in. I had been watching his entry and was amazed he was fully inside me. I could feel his stretching me inside. His cock's head had to be past my belly button. I reached down to my belly and pushed in to try to feel him. I was sitting at the wrong angle. I thought if I could lie down I could press in and feel him but I couldn't do that on the small counter. When he started withdrawing and thrusting back in I had to support myself and my hands went back to the counter top behind me. I couldn't take my eyes off the huge cock that was sliding in and out of me. My moisture was making it glisten in the light. 

I felt it coming, the electrical sparks that were starting deep within me and rushing throughout my body. My muscles seemed to be turning into Jell-O as spasms started wracking my body. I could feel him tighten and moans were escaping from his throat as well as mine as we rushed to meet each other. Our bodies' spasms entwined as we orgasmed together, him pushing in deep and filling me, my body jerking and sucking him in deeper. I didn't feel the death grip he had on my thighs, the orgasm was so intense and I didn't see the bruises until later after I got home. He leaned in and wrapped his arms around me as his orgasm thundered through him and began waning.

"You guys better hurry up and get your showers done so we can go eat and make it to the airport on time! We don't want to miss the flight!" Wayne shouted from the other room.

My orgasm left me weak and I had to have Jake help me off the counter after he slipped from me. He kept grinning at me as he led me to the shower and turned on the spray and climbed in with me. We embraced and kissed letting the spray wash over us.

"God Sara you are so beautiful," he kept telling me as he began to soap me down. I was still weak kneed and was having to hold myself up with my hands against the walls with my back to him to keep from slipping down to my knees. He hadn't completely softened and I kept feeling his cock slap against me as he ran a soapy cloth over me. I reached back with one hand to touch him and it jumped alive and instantly grew hard. 

"Jake, how do you do it? How do you recover so fast?" My god, if given the chance, he is going to wear me out I thought as I felt him slide between my legs. 

"No Jake, not now not so soon. We have to get ready to go. When we get home and can get by ourselves, I'll let you have all you want. You can spend the night at my house."

"OK." 

He stopped what he was trying to do and rinsed me down after finishing washing my breasts and the rest of my body. I stepped from the shower to towel off as he finished washing himself. I stood there and watched him, noticing he didn't shrink very much. He kept grinning at me the whole time. I finally left and walked to the other room wrapped in the towel. The others were in the attached room where I could hear them talking. I quickly dressed in a pink halter top and white short shorts, showing a bear midriff. I remembered then to take the pill as I admired my slim figure in the mirror. I wondered what it would be like to be pregnant. It was another fleeting thought. No way, not now and not with Jake or his kin, someday maybe with someone I might marry. These guys were my lovers, incredible lovers and I will play as long as I want with them but I won't have a child with them or marry one of them. There would be too much pressure from my family against me to do something like that.




The Encounters Ch. 15



Jake had walked nude into the bed room from the bath and again I noticed he hadn't completely softened. When he saw I noticed, he grinned and it jumped alive and started growing again. I shook my head and left the room so he could dress alone. I didn't really trust myself. He joined us a few minutes later. 

We ate in a restaurant down the street and while I was sitting there with them, I notices a few stares from the other patrons. Most of the people were white or Hispanic or single men sitting alone or with others. I was the only white woman with black men. The Hispanics really glared, it made me uneasy. I had to go to the powder room and had to walk past a group of Hispanic men. One whispered under his breath but loud enough for me to hear, "fucking slut." 

The rest room was down a hallway and as I came out of the room to go back to my table, he stepped into my path, flashed a knife, grabbed my arm and tried to pull me into a supply room. I kicked him in the groin and walked briskly back to the dining area. He didn't follow and the others were not at his table. That scared me but I didn't say anything. We left a little after that and went back to the hotel. It wasn't until after we left to the airport and got on the plane to fly home that the fear of the incident hit me. I could have been kidnapped, raped or worse. I was shaking a little. I looked at Jake who was sitting beside me but he was looking out the window and didn't notice. I wondered if that was how everyone would think of me if they found out I was fucking three black men and maybe preferred them.

The flight home was uneventful but as I was sitting there thinking about my life and where it was going, I began to have doubts about what I had just done and the implications of it. I had discovered something about myself that should bother me but it didn't. I loved having sex and lots of it. I liked having sex with strangers. Black men were erotic and exciting. None were small like the few white men that I had been with. They knew how a woman liked to be taken. Their larger size was very satisfying and never failed to bring me to orgasm. They recovered faster and were able to last longer. I couldn't believe the stamina. Even Wayne recovered faster than any white guy I had been with and he was older. Now that I had discovered this, what was I going to do? This life style didn't fit in to what I had envisioned for myself, my future. How was I going to hide it if I continued it? I was after all a white female attorney and had a lot going for me with the firm I was with. This would be scandalous if it were to become public knowledge.

I started wondering where Wayne got all the money for this trip. I didn't really know what he did, Mau either. Jake should have been in school. I needed to find out about that too. Why wasn't he in school? He seemed like a very bright kid and should be still in high school. I dozed off sometime after that and didn't waken until just before we landed. Wayne was sitting beside me and I finally spoke up about something that was bothering me. 

"Wayne, you and the others can not be seen at my place. I have to keep this hidden from my family and my co-workers. My neighbors will talk. I will meet with you, Mau and Jake at your place and your place only. Do you agree? If not, this will have to end and right now." I wasn't sure I could go through with an arrangement like this but I had no choice. 

He looked at me for a few seconds and finally said, "Sure, if that is what you want." "Yes it is. Would you tell the others and make them agree to this?"

He mumbled his reply and shrugged his shoulders, "Yea," and nothing more was said.

I was glad to get finally land and when we got to Wayne's house I insisted I get my car and go home alone. I needed some time to myself and I needed to get things together for work the next morning. I had a lot to do. Main item of importance was to see my gynecologist. I needed to find out if I was pregnant and if I was what I needed to do about it. Just after I got to work I called my gynecologist. It was before office hours and I was glad she answered and not her nurse. We had become friends in the short time I had been seeing her and we chatted a little before I told her why I needed to see her. She said she didn't have any openings for the day as she looked at her schedule but told me she would squeeze me in after hours. That made me feel better and I was soon involved in work. 

The day quickly passed and I soon found myself in Mary's office waiting for her to see me. It was after hours and the receptionist and staff had already left. I was sitting in an exam room when Mary came in. 

"OK Sara, what seems to be the problem?"

I blurted out, "I was gone on vacation for a week and I had forgotten to take my birth control and I had unprotected sex with some guys. I'm afraid I may be pregnant." 

"When did it happen, did you miss the active pills and how many were you with? Pregnancy may only be part of your problems. I need you to strip down for a pap smear and we will need to take a blood sample to rule out any STD's. You can tell me this while I get things ready," she stated this all business like.

While I stripped and got on the exam table I let loose the story, not the full story, but that I had been gone exploring the swamps of Louisiana on a guided trip and there were some good looking guys on the trip and I got screwed up and carried away... "It was stupid of me."

"God Sara," she said as she was probing me. "You were more than just stupid. You had pretty rough sex didn't you? I can see some vaginal tearing, redness and swelling and what appears to be a yeast infection beginning. You didn't notice this? You could very well have gotten something worse. How many guys were you with?"

"Four and well it wasn't rough sex, they were good looking and hung and well, it was almost constant unbelievable sex." I didn't tell her they were black or how many. I wasn't too sure how many there actually were. It had after all been an orgy and I didn't know how many took me in the hut that first night.

"How hung were they?"

"Well, I don't think any were under 7 or 8 inches."

She grinned. "I'll stop with the lecture, you should have known better but I can't say if I had been in your shoes, I might have done the same thing. I know I've told you some of the wild things I did in school but I was careful. You took some chances that you shouldn't have. It's too early to know if you got pregnant but we have to assume you may be. We'll take care of that a little later. Finish taking your active pills and start on this new prescription. It is a little stronger. Your period will be delayed for a month but let's hope this works and keeps the fertile egg from attaching. If it does, we may have to plan for an abortion later. Now, here is another prescription for an antibiotic for the yeast infection. We will need to wait for the lab on the blood test and smear to see if you have a Sexually transmitted disease. Let's hope you are clean there. I'll have that in a couple of days. Meanwhile, don't have sex with anyone until the tests are back." 

I dressed and asked if she would like to go for out for a drink and dinner, I would buy. She went for it and we headed for a very good local restaurant where she pried a little more of the story out of me. I still didn't tell her they were black. It was late when I got home. I was relieved there was no one there waiting for me. I had too much on my mind. My gynecologic exam didn't give me much hope. I hadn't really thought of a sexually transmitted disease or even a yeast infection. My main worry was being pregnant. A disease would be even worse if it was gonorrhea, syphilis or something like that. Then there is Herpes that was incurable or something like Chlamydia. I didn't really know much about them and needed to look them up. I remembered from some of the human sexuality classes I took in collage that some of them could leave one sterile. That was scary. If I had been thinking straight I wouldn't have put myself at risk. Still I thought I would be with just Jake and he was supposed to be clean. I didn't know there would be others. 

I called Wayne and told him the news that the doctor told me to abstain from sex until all the tests were analyzed. I had the beginning of a yeast infection and worse I may have contracted a sexually transmitted disease from someone at the gathering and he, Mau and Jake needed to be tested too. I also told him I very well could have gotten pregnant as I had no chance to take my pills. He only laughed at that but was concerned about the other, the possibility of contracting a disease. He would have them all tested. We agreed there would be no sex for a while. I was relieved in a way but then got to thinking of him laughing at me for possibly being pregnant, like it was a joke. That pissed me off. I called him back. He said he would take care of that problem too if he had to. I was beginning to wonder just who he was. He didn't seem to be that caring about my problems and how they were his fault. I was getting even angrier at him for what he got me involved in. I stewed about it for some time until I somewhat forgot about it as the week wore on and I got involved in work. It was about 3 days later I got a call from Wayne when he left a message on my phone that they were clean. My doctor called sometime after that giving me a clean bill of health too. No STD's. I was relieved to hear it. When I got the messages, all I could think about was seeing Jake. I missed being filled with his huge cock and was making myself horny thinking about it. I still didn't know if I was pregnant or not. I had just started taking the new pills and hoped they would work. 

It was now a week later that I had gotten home and was thinking about calling to see if Jake would come over when I thought better of it. I had almost forgotten what I told Wayne on the plane before we landed my sexual anxiety almost got the better of me. Not having sex for so long had scrambled my thinking. What if my parents or one of my sisters should show up unannounced or my neighbors saw them coming and going? That would prove to be deadly. I didn't want to go over there either with Wayne and Mau there. I wasn't ready for all three of them, not right now. I only wanted Jake. I had to think of something else. I ate dinner and took a bath wondering what I was going to do and got ready for bed. I slid between the sheets and soon dozed off thinking about my now troubled life. 

I was slowly awakened by a licking, sucking tongue and lips positioned between my spread legs as a tremendous orgasm began to build and rush through me. At first I thought I was dreaming but the fingers on the hands that were gripping my thighs spreading me wide were digging in hard. I felt the heat from the body that was between my legs as my body spasmed and jerked me into consciousness. Oh fuck I thought as my orgasm waned, Wayne had slipped in during the night. He did after all have a key that I needed to get back from him. I reached for the bedside light and flicked it on and was startled as the sheets were flicked back and Greg grinned back at me.

"How, when did you get here and how did you find me?" I started to say more but he had moved up and covered my mouth with his as we kissed deeply. I could feel his hard cock poking me and when finding the right place, slipping inside to be buried deep within me as his groin rested against mine. He started slowly thrusting as our kiss lingered. My arms and legs automatically wrapped around him holding him to me as I stopped his thrusting. I finally twisted my mouth away as I gasp for breath. 

Breathlessly I whispered, "Greg, how did you find me and what are you doing here with out warning me you were coming! You can't be here!" 

"But I can be here and here I am. I don't need to tell you that you wanted me just like I wanted you." 

He had risen up on his hands and knees and was leaning back, gripping my hips and pulling me back with him when he finally stopped and was looking down at my body. I was lying in a cradle position, my pelvis pulled up over his thighs and against his groin, my legs over his and his hands under my thighs holding me up and to him. My back and head lay on the bed. The angle of his cock was against the front wall of my pussy where the head could rub against the full length of the front wall and my g-spot. I reached down and lay my hand against my flat stomach and pressed slightly and could feel him inside me when he moved. It felt incredible lying this way and feeling his cock inside me. He was gazing at me, his eyes wandering over my body. 

"You're so beautiful; I want you to come away with me."

"You know I can't Greg. Even if I could get away you know this wouldn't last or couldn't last." 

I was gazing back at him with lustful eyes, taking in his dark smooth skin and well built frame. In the back of my mind I was considering what he was saying. I wondered what it would be like spending a lot of time with him.

"How long are you going to be here? You are just visiting aren't you?

"I could stay as long as you want me to."

He was flexing his groin muscles and slightly thrusting in and out which was beginning to drive me crazy. I could feel his cock flex inside me along with its slow thrust movement. I didn't know how long I could last before the spasms of another orgasm took me. He was teasing me with the slight movements and making me want him all the more.

"I don't know Greg. You can't stay here. The others will find out and I don't think they would like that. I can't let my family find out either. This is all a secret. No one else must know what I am doing. I could loose my position with my firm and loose standing in the community."

"There are plenty of white women with black men. You know that. It is getting more common every day."

"You know that's not it. It's my family. I can't do that to them. They would disown me. I do want to be with you, to see you as much as I can, just not here where we would be caught. "

"If I got a place say in the next town, would you come to me?"

"Yes!" I was hoping he would say this. I had lost some of the sexual tension down there with this conversation and was aching for him to deliver. 

"Fuck me Greg, be savage, make me cum," I whispered. He first started with long slow withdraws and long slow inward thrusts. His cock was long, thick and extremely hard. I reached down with one hand and pressed in on my smooth stomach and felt him move inside me, his cock pressing up against the front wall of my insides. It was strange feeling him with my hand and sexually erotic. My fingers wandered down to my clit and I began rubbing it as the first of several more orgasms coursed through my body. He kept up his thrusting this way increasing the pace when I moaned for him to fuck me harder and faster. The more I moaned the harder and faster he went. He was pounding against me when the second orgasm racked my body. I had never been fucked this way before, held up in the air this way and pounded. I could feel his large sack and balls hitting against me as our bodies slapped together, the large head of his cock pounding against my clit when he thrust all the way in and bottomed out. He fucked me through this orgasm and kept up the pounding. Sweat was glistening all over his body and dripping from him. 

I had long ago quit rubbing my clit and was letting him do all the work. My hands were down by my sides pulling against the sheets keeping me against him as he held me, long spasms racking my body in what seemed to be one long continuous quivering orgasm. In the short time between the orgasms, I weakly wondered how long he could last pounding me like this. I was starting into another orgasm when he shoved in hard and exploded inside me. After the first hard spurts, he made a few more short thrusts to completely empty himself as my quivering body sucked his flow in deeper. Spent, he dropped my legs and collapsed down on top of me, almost crushing me with his weight. It felt so good, his musky sweaty body on top of me, my body completely spent with his cum inside me. 

I wondered where his friends were, shocked at myself for thinking this. What was happening to me? Why did I want to get a good look at all of them, wondering if they all were as gorgeous and well built as Greg? I couldn't remember how they looked. I had been in somewhat of a fog during the sexual frenzy of the ritual and the rest of the time it had been dark when they were taking me. Why did it now feel like I wasn't getting enough sex? I wondered if just Wayne, Mau and Jake could be enough to satisfy me. 

I squirmed out from under him by pushing him off me. He rolled over onto his back in a spent slumber and I sat gazing at his beautiful body. His cock was oozing a little cum still as it grew limp and without giving it much thought I leaned over and took him between my lips and licked it off tasting the strong manliness of him. Excited by the taste I sucked him fully into my mouth tasting not only him but the mixing of our lust. My sucking and licking created a slight stirring of his cock which brought him out of his spent slumber. One hand went to my head and in grasping my hair lightly pulled me off. His cock popped from my mouth and I looked at him with a questioned expression, confused at what he just did.

"Baby, you already want more? Let me recover a little. I'm exhausted not only from my trip out here but you drained me. I have never felt this spent before. Since I first saw you, you became a goddess to me that I can't get enough of. Now, like the last time I took you in the grass, you completely drained me. It took me a while to recover." 

"What about the ritual when you came in me several times and during the first night in your hut and then later when we washed? It didn't take you long then." I was a little disappointed he wasn't recovering right away like before.

"We were all caught up in the sexual frenzy, the excitement of the orgy and if you remember, there were several others that took you between the times I had you."

I was nodding my head, remembering, flashing back to that time when it was taking place. He was right. After the first several times he had cum inside me, his six friends had taken their turns giving him plenty of time to recover. The time bathing and the walk back to the village; well there was plenty of time for recovery between the sex then too. I had lain back down beside him lost in thought.

"Sara, you are very beautiful and I like you natural this way." 

He was leaning up on his side looking at me and running the fingers of his right hand through my curly golden patch. I hadn't shaved for almost two weeks and well, it was fully back. I kind of liked it too. The only reason I had shaved it in the first place was because of Chad and he was gone now. I knew I would never go back to him. I thought it looked sexier too. Some girls don't like to show a little of their patch and shave so they can wear clothes, panties and skimpy bikinis that show that area just above their mound but if they thought about it, a little showing of hair can excite a guy beyond belief. I've watched guys at the Y where I swim and workout and their eyes bug out of their head when they see a few blond hairs. Yes, I would probably trim it a little bit but I would do that later. Right now my thoughts went back to what Greg was doing, his fingers causing a growing lust within me. I wanted him to fuck me again. I reached down and grasp him and started playing with him. This time I was getting a response. It started growing. He leaned back and let me do what I wanted.

His cock was rapidly growing and I took advantage and watched close as I pulled his foreskin back and forth over his swelling cocks head. I loved the feel of the ridges and veins under the loose skin. Watching closely this time as he grew, I was amazed that he was close to the same size as Jake. I hadn't really compared size except that he fit so tightly inside me. I leaned down and took him into my mouth sucking and running my tongue over the tinder tip eliciting a groan from him. 




The Encounters Ch. 15



"Oh god Sara, you're goanna make me cum fast doing that!"

"MMMMMM." I had a mouthful and couldn't say anything. He was hard as a rock and as I let him pop from my mouth I quickly straddled him, positioned him and sat down fully on him letting him bottom out with his tip against my cervix feeling it push up inside me, stretching me. I set there gyrating my hips slightly letting his tip rub across and around on the hard little nub. I knew this would drive him wild just as sucking at the tip would do. I started lifting myself up and down on his stiff rod and then as I sat fully down, I would gyrate my hips again rubbing his tip against my cervix. I wondered how long he would last with me doing this. It wasn't long. I was into my own orgasm as I sat there gyrating my hips uncontrollably as my body spasmed when he exploded against my hard little nub. He was gripping my hips tightly when a loud moan escaped him. 

"Oh god Sara, I'm coming!" He gasp as he tried forcing me harder down on him, thrusting his groin up as his hands tried to pull me down. He couldn't have forced himself any deeper as I felt the flexing of his cock inside me, my own spasms keeping his opening rubbing against the opening of my womb. We quivered and jerked in unison as our bodies united and satisfied each other. I sat there, leaning over him until our quivering subsided and felt him shrink and slip from me. I leaned down and kissed him, locking our mouths together for a deep and passionate kiss as his arms locked around me. When our kiss broke, I snuggled against him and drifted off feeling somehow that I wasn't completely satisfied. 

I awoke groggily with the sound of the alarm the bed still warm beside me but empty. I shot awake. Morning and he shouldn't be here. I jumped out looking for him and heard the shower running. I rushed in wanting hi9m to hurry and get him out of the house before anyone saw him. 

"Greg, you have to leave right away before someone sees you. The neighbors will talk; my family will find out, my life will be ruined!"

"Relax baby, no one will see me or us together if that is what you want. Right now I know what I want!"

He pulled me into the shower this time making me kneel in front of him and pushed his rapidly growing cock between my lips. 

"Suck me off bitch and don't miss a drop!" 

I was alarmed at this aggression but did as he asked and with much sucking and choking on his size, I finally felt his flood fill my mouth and throat and swallowed all I could choking on the thickness and the steady flow. When he finished he pushed me away. I sat there in the spray alarmed and puzzled at what he had forced me to do and just looked at him.

"Look, I'm sorry about that, you frustrate me not wanting to be seen with me. I do understand the racist attitude of your family and all but find it hard to accept that with you fucking me and other blacks, you still accept their attitude. You need to come to some sort of grips with that and get on with your life. I said when I first saw you that I would make you mine and in time that will happen. Right now we will do it your way but sooner or later, we will be living together. Now clean up and go to work. I will sneak out and leave you alone to think about your and our future." 

He left me in the shower and when I emerged and was patting myself dry I wandered through the house looking for him. He was gone. I hoped he hadn't been seen. I told myself I was going to avoid them all for the next month. I had too. I had to see if I could get by with out having sex with any of them. I had to straighten out my life. I dressed and went to work.

I had decided to try to go on a long vacation away from them all and called up a sister in Maine. That was about as far away from them as I could get. I asked if I could visit for a month and she was OK with that. She was the closest to me in age and we got along well together. She had a big family and they were excited I was coming to visit. I loved all my nieces and nephews and knew they would occupy all my time. With no pressing cases that the staff couldn't handle, I discussed my month away with the partners and got my vacation approved. With that, I finished out the day, made the arrangements for my flights and got home and packed. I let my lovers know by messages left on their phones that I would be gone for a month. I didn't tell them where I was going and that I was calling from the airport. I turned off my phone and boarded my flight. I had a window seat and an elderly gentleman had the isle. There was small talk between us that took my mind off the ongoing conflict I had with my new lifestyle, what I was now calling in my mind, a slutty lifestyle. He kept my mind occupied with the tales of his travels and family. He wasn't boring at all and I was glad he was there.

We landed at Denver for the connecting flight to Chicago. The layover was going to be for several hours and I had a good book to read for that time although I couldn't get my mind into it. There was this good looking black guy sitting reading a news paper not far from me and I kept glancing his way. I couldn't help it. I didn't think he really noticed me even when he stopped reading and looked my way. I kept telling myself I was really getting my life fucked up as I watched him. When they announced his flight and he got up to leave, he looked at me like he wanted to rip off my clothes and ravish me. I was glad he had left. I looked around and saw a couple of young black guys watching me. My eyes instantly went to their crotches and noticed large bulges along with the lust in their eyes. Fuck. I asked myself if I was that obvious. Am I giving off some sort of pheromones or something that is telling these guys I am available or something? I got up to escape their leering eyes and went to the restroom where I looked in the mirror. I couldn't see anything different about me that was advertising my new preferred choice in men. When I came out, they were gone. The rest of the flight was uneventful and after changing planes in Chicago, I landed in Maine and was met by my sister. 

The month rushed by rapidly. There were few blacks here where my sister lived to jolt my mind and I barely gave any thought to my lovers and hoped things were going back to the way they were before my encounters. I met several of my brothers friends that I liked and even went to bed with one of them five or six times when we could sneak away for time alone. He kept trying to get me to spend the night with him but I kept refusing. Mark was good in bed and satisfied my needs at the time. 

It was toward the end of the month that the cramps hit. My period, it wasn't just my period though. The cramps were hard and crippling and the bleeding was heavy. I stayed in bed for two days. This ended my worries though. My doctor indicated this might happen. I was no longer pregnant. I was relieved. 

My sister knew. She recognized the heavy bleeding and cramps for what it was; a miscarriage and was concerned. She tried to pry but I shrugged her off telling her it had been an accident in a relationship that didn't work out. She asked if it had been Chad and well I went along with that thought. I asked for her not to tell anyone and it was quickly forgotten. 

The month being close to over, I began packing for the trip home which was uneventful. I kept thinking of Mark as I flew home. I had given him my e-mail address and phone number. I figured he would get it from my sister anyway so what the hell. He was a little better than average and was good in bed, not mind blowing orgasms but OK for a white guy. It hit me then; the thought hit me between the eyes and jumped right to the front of my thinking. The sex hadn't been mind blowing. He wasn't exotic and the sex with him wasn't erotic. Was that it I wondered? Black men were exotic and it felt very erotic to be with them. Their dark skin against mine sent shivers through my being. Would it feel the same if I were to have sex with men of other races? Then there was the size. Were other races as large? That I didn't know. I thought about the Japanese or Chinese. No, that didn't do anything for me. Who else, Hispanics? No, that did nothing for me either by just thinking about it. Maybe I would just have to experience to be sure. No, I thought this is getting too slutty. My thinking like this is going to turn me into a whore and I didn't want that to happen.