I was asked for more of the tree house series, so here is another part.
My husband was sitting in his favorite chair, watching a football game. I sat there for a few minutes and then got up and walked down the hall to my son’s room. His door was open and he was sitting at his desk doing his homework.
I walked in and up behind him and put my arms around his chest. “Rick, I want to ask you something.” He turned around and reached for my tits. “Not now, the football game is almost over. Your dad might come down here. He asked me, “In that case, what do you want?”
“Frank has the biggest cock of you guys. He is a little bigger than both you and your father. Do you have a friend with an even bigger cock? I have been thinking about what a bigger cock would feel like fucking me.”
“The biggest one I know about is Jake. I see him in the showers after gym class at school. He has the biggest one of all of us.” I asked, “Do you think that you could get him to come over and fuck me?”
“I bet that he would jump at the chance. He is always hanging around the girls at school and he brags about all of the pussy he’s had. He said he has even nailed a couple of the teachers. I’ll talk to him. He’d be stupid to say no. You’re a real hot looking MILF.” I told him thanks and to see about setting it up.
“There’s one thing I should probably tell you. Jake is black.”
That stopped me for a minute. I had never been with a black guy, even back in my teens when I was a pretty wild child, but I had seen a lot of them fucking white women in porn videos. I felt my pussy moisten. “Maybe its time for me to try something new. OK, I’ll do it.” My mind brought up an image of a big, strong black guy pounding his oversized black weapon in and out of me, just like in porn.”
The next day, Rick came home from school and said that Jake would be happy to fuck me. My pussy got wet again. My husband was not home from work yet, so I gave Rick a blowjob and said that it was to thank him. “School gets out at three. Jake said to come up in the tree house at three-thirty and to be alone. He doesn’t want anyone else there.”
That night, as soon as I fell asleep, I started to dream. In my dream, I was sitting on the couch dressed in a shear chiffon, yellow babydoll nightie. My husband was sitting in his chair watching a football game like he does so often. The doorbell rang and I almost ran to answer it. I yanked open the door and there he was, my dream black man. He was at least a foot taller than me. His skin was black as coal. His hair was short and tightly curled. His nose was broad and his lips were thick. He was wearing the basketball uniform of our city’s professional team. I don’t follow the game and I did not know his name, but I remember seeing him on the local TV news, being interviewed after scoring the most points in a game that our team won.
He picked me up like I weighed nothing. We kissed and long kiss. His soft lips felt different but wonderful. My husband sat there watching the game like nothing was happening. Number 10 carried me past my husband and down the hall to our bedroom. He stood me next to our bed. I raised my arms and he pulled my babydoll nightie over my head. Then he bent down. It was a long way down to my tits. He gently sucked one and then the other one, teasing my nipples with his tongue. I almost orgasmed just from that. I definitely was wet.
He took his numbered jersey off over his head. I dropped to my knees in front of him. I put both hands on his waistband and pulled his shorts down. It came out. I was amazed. His not yet hard dick was huge. Soft, it was still half as big as my husband’s firmest erection. I could see that he shaved. There was no hair on his chest or his legs or around his cock and balls. I put both of my hands around his manhood and started slowly stroking it. I could not reach all the way around it and a lot still stuck out past my hands. I leaned and licked the pre-cum that was dripping from the end. It was as sweet as honey. His cock quickly grew. Soon it was rock hard and as long as the distance from my elbow to my wrist. It must have been twelve inches. The soft loose skin slid up and down over the rock hard inner shaft. At this point I had no idea that I was having a dream.
He picked me up again and lay me gently on the bed. He climbed on and placed his face to my crotch. His tongue parted my outer pussy lips and found my clit. It was like an electric shock when he first lapped over it. He licked me from clit to asshole and I quickly had my first climax, but he did not stop. He kept going for several minute, digging his tongue deep on my fuck hole. Finally I came again, and I came hard. I thrashed about till I almost passed out. When he lifted his head from between my legs, I could see that the lower half of his face was soaking wet from my cum.
I looked over at the side of the bedroom and ‘Poof’, my husband was sitting there, in the living room chair. He was naked and had his dick between his thumb and fingers, jerking it like mad. In my dream, his equipment was a lot smaller than it really was. His face was still emotionless.
Number 10 moved up and his cock found my womanly opening. He effortlessly slid into me. I could feel him stretching me wide open. He did not stop till his monster cock was balls deep. I felt his cock pushing my insides around to make room for his weapon. There was no pain, just a totally stuffed sensation. He started fucking me, slowly at first but then faster and harder. His big balls slapped against my ass. As he fucked me, we also passionately kissed. I started what felt like an endless orgasm.
He groaned, “I’m going to come. Get ready.”
“No, come on my mouth. I want to drink your cum.” He quickly moved up. I had to stretch my mouth as wide as possibly to take him in without scraping his shaft with my teeth. He pushed and his cock easily entered my throat. I could not do deepthroat in real life, but in my dream it was easy. I took about nine inches. I was sure that he could watch the bulge his cock made as it moved up and down in my throat. My dreaming mind told me not to take him any deeper. I thought his cock would reach my stomach and get burned by my stomach acid.
Then he started to come. He came and came and came, like a fire hose. I could feel my stomach filling and bloating as it was filled with so much of this black man’s seed. He finally stopped coming. I looked over at the corner of the room just in time to see a small geyser of cum from my husband’s dick shoot six inches into the air. Before it even had fallen back onto his hand there was another ‘Poof’. My husband and the living room chair were gone.
My basketball playing stud put his uniform back on. I stayed naked. I walked him to the front door. We walked past my husband and kissed again. He slipped his hand between my legs and finger fucked me while we did. He opened the door and was gone. Neither of us had said a single word all of this time, except when he told me that he was ready to come and I told him that I wanted to drink his cum. I closed the door and stood naked in front of my husband. My cum was running down the insides of my legs. He leaned to the side so he could see around me and watch a replay of a big play from the game. Then I woke up. My hand was between my legs and there was a big wet spot on the sheet.
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The next day at three-thirty I climbed the ladder and knocked on the trap door. “Get the up fuck in here, now”, was the reply. I pushed the hatch open and climbed up the three remaining rungs of the ladder. I entered the tree house. Jake had brought an air mattress. He was naked and laying on it, stroking himself. He looked like he was only a couple of inches taller than me. He had long hair done in messy dreadlocks. His cock was bigger than Frank’s, but not by much. His skin was dark brown, but not jet black like my dream lover.
“Don’t just stand there. Get out of these granny clothes and get down here and suck my cock like the horny white slut that you are. You want my big black snake, and you know it.” I had made the decision to do this, so I was going to go thru with it, even if this young black boy was crude and nasty. It was like the old saying, ‘In for a dime, In for a dollar’. I stripped and got down beside him. My hand replaced his and my lips slid over his cockhead. “Take your hand away and suck my cock like your mouth is a cunt, Slut.” I held my thoughts to myself and slid my mouth down his shaft. He quickly started lifting his hips and fucking my mouth while grabbing and squeezing one of my breasts till it hurt. I felt his cock grow a little bigger.
“Get on your hands and knees now and give me that white pussy to fuck. When I’m done with you, I bet you will go out and get a queen of spades tattoo on one of your tits. White bitches love black cocks.” Before I couldn’t stop myself from bighting him hard, I pulled away and repositioned myself. He got on his knees behind me and did not waste any time. He slammed his manhood full depth into me with one hard shove. It was a good thing that I was getting wet. He held my hips and roughly pounded me. He was also slapping my ass as he did it. “HaHa, look at my red hand prints.” It stung. I was thinking that I should not have agreed to have him come over.
My mind was hating how he was treating me but my cunt was starting to like it. His hard fucking was getting my body turned on. Before I reached an orgasm, he groaned, shoved as deep as he could and shot his load. It felt good, but I wanted a strong orgasm to take my mind off of how crudely he was treating me. “OK Bitch, suck me clean. Suck off all of our cum with your skanky mommy mouth. Show me how important it is to please a black man.” I was fuming but I did it.
The best thing about young guys is that they either stay hard or get hard again in moments. He stayed hard. He lay there on his back with his hands behind his head while I blew him. He had me climb on top and ride him cowgirl style. Because he had already come once, he lasted longer. Then I was told to suck him more. My jaw was starting to ache. Jake grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head to his body, and his cock entered my throat. I gagged hard but my stomach contents stayed down. He pulled my head back and then back to him again. I gagged again but he didn’t care. I think he enjoyed gagging me. I gagged hard again the third time. The fourth time was not as bad and after that, my throat had adjusted and relaxed and he was able to throat fuck me. I was sure that he could see the bulge his cock made as it slid back and forth in my throat. It was hard but I managed to get a quick breath each time his cock was out far enough to allow me to.
He groaned, Don’t swallow till I tell you that you can.” His cockhead was just inside my mouth when the first two streams of his juice filled my mouth. He pulled the rest of the way out, grabbed himself and stroked his shaft, sending two more stream landed over my face and in my hair. “Fuck Slut, you look good like that.” His cum was still in my mouth. I thought about spitting it in his face but I did not. I kept my mouth open so he could see. “OK, swallow it.” I did. He had come twice but I never had even a small orgasm. “OK, you can go now, but first thank me.” I quickly put my clothes on and climbed down to the ground. As I went down, I heard him say, “When I’m ready to fuck your old white cunt again, I’ll tell your son.” I ran to the house to take a much needed shower. There was no way I would ever want to see him again.
That night I lay in bed thinking. There was one thing about being with Jake that might be very good in the long run. His forceful throat fucking me showed me that I could take a cock in my throat and it would not kill me. I would have to practice with my dildo till my gag reflex was well controlled, but I now knew that I could do it. The boys would be very happy when I deepthroated them. So will my husband, but I have to be careful because he might wonder how I learned to do it.
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