7 Days Trip to Seattle Ch. 02

The first thing you sensed as you were pulled from sleep, is the scent; potent, powerful, strong. Then it was the feeling of wetness and stickiness spread softly over your lips. That's when you opened your eyes, waking up from a night like never before. Nearly all night long he has been teaching your white pussy on how to serve his massive cock. Your pussy has been stretched beyond limits, never has a man owned you so possessively, taken you so completely, filled you so deeply and his cum, oh his cum! Never has your pussy been filled with so much cum and it leaked onto the bed sheets while you were sleeping but you are still wet from it even after sleeping. As you slowly open your eyes, waking up from a sleep of pleasure, you open your eyes only to see his black chest right above your head and him, holding his hard on in his hand and rubbing the head against your lips while you were sleeping.

He woke up healthy and hard, watched you sleeping for a while and then started to touch you until he bent over yourself and pressed his cock against your mouth to have his rod sucked on first thing in the morning. As he sees you waking up, he paints your lips with more precum and tells you that he wants you to suck and stroke his cock, to worship his black cock with only your lips, tongue and hands. He pushes his cock from above, passed your lips this time, pushing the head in your mouth, forcing your jaws to open wide and you feel his precum leaking inside your mouth, onto your tongue. He groans several times as you stroke him and suck on his cock and he tells you that your breakfast will be served shortly. With a grin, he pushes his cock head a little deeper into your mouth and shoots powerful jets of cum at the back of your throat. His semen fills your mouth completely, it drools from the corners of your mouth again like it did when he first came into your mouth on the way back from the airport. He slides his cock out, all of the cum dripping from his cock falls onto your face making a mess of you. You can see in his eyes, the lust and the pleasure he is taking in spreading it all across you face, like he is marking your white face, staining your married face. He holds your left hand and rubs it all over his cum covered cock, coating your wedding ring in the process. You can tell he is enjoying his white married whore as his cock now rests on your chest and throat and it is getting hard again.

He takes your hand, pulls you out of the bed with his cum drying over your face and leads you to the beautiful bathroom. There he starts the shower and gets under the water, pulling you in with him. The hot water washes your pretty face from his cum and he kisses you deeply wishing you good morning baby. His hand is already cupping your tits, massaging them, playing with your nipples, sucking on them at times. You can see his smile when they are rock hard and his hand keeps wandering down to run through your bush, the water washing away the mess from last night. When he parts your labia from above, with his hand resting on your mound, he finds your clit already hard, already swollen. His fingers are exploring, leaving no place undiscovered. They stroke your labia, parting them, finding your clit, teasing it, flicking it, rubbing it, thumbing it as your legs start to shake under the shower. Your back lays against the wall and he makes you spread your thighs more. His fingers invade you, waking up your pussy from the lessons of the past night. It is a bit sore from so much cock fucking it but his fingers are driving you crazy, at times sliding in and out, sometimes brushing, rubbing your clit, sending wave after wave of pleasure throughout your body.

And then, he stops and makes you turn around under the shower so your back is facing him. He pushes himself against you and you feel his chest against your back, his arms around you, holding you tight against him and his hard proud cock between your thighs, resting first, and then sliding against you. He moves like he is fucking you slowly but his cock rubs between your inner thighs and against your pussy instead. He makes you close your thighs around his cock and he slides back and forth in the narrow gap and his cock is wanked as it rubs against your labia and clit. He tells you he wants you to cum. He tells you he knows you can't hold it for much longer and he whispers in your ear, some other words so nasty that they make your pussy throb and make you going overboard. You cum, you cum in a loud moan and your entire body is shaking under the shower. He has his chest against your back, a hand massaging your nipples, the other one on your clit and his cock rubbing against your intimacy and you cum, calling his name, your knees so weak. You are happy he is holding you.

Once you have cummed, he turns you around again so you face him and he kisses you again as one of his hands are moving to go under one of your knees and lifting your leg up, making you so open and offered. He moves his hips to place his cock against the now gaping opening of your white married pussy and with a swift move, it penetrates you. Again, your labia are being pressed against and parted wider than ever, the massive cock head has to force its way in, popping through the opening, making you grunt under the shower, your grunting he stops by kissing you deeply. While his tongue fucks your mouth, his cock is once again pushed inch by inch inside the tightest white married pussy he has ever known. Oh! His cock feels squeezed hard, like plugged into something too snug containing pure pleasure and heat and once his cock is jammed in all the way, so deep you felt like being lifted from the shower floor. He slides out partly and slides back in. One of your legs resting against him, knee bent over his arm, his black fit body, splashed with water as his cock is now fully fucking his white pussy. Not like yesterday, now he does not hold back. He fucks like he always wanted to and as he squeezes your nipples and kisses you he makes you cum again but this time, he mixes his cum with yours. All you can hear through your cumming are grunts of pleasure and then you feel him ramming his cock a few more times, the thrusts are so uncontrolled and brutal you know he is spurting cum deep inside you again. His cum is filling every single empty space around his cock, making it bathing inside and when he slides out after a long time, his cum flows out from your pussy and drips onto the shower floor to be washed away.

He comes out of the shower, dries you and kisses you. With a smile he tells you he is hungry and after getting dressed, you are heading out with him outside to see what is available. He finds a good place for brunch, by the nearby lake and he orders with his sexy French accent. Not many people are at the place and before the waiter comes back to bring the food and the drinks, he already has his hand on your leg under the table, pushing up the rim of the dress you decided to wear on this beautiful day. He smiles at you and says just loudly enough so the coming waiter can surely hear, that he told you before that he would finger your married pussy where ever we go. With a blushing face and his hand on your mound, the waiter brings the food and looks at you with a bad look, like judging you, like he knows exactly where the hand is.

All during brunch, his hand is resting between your legs, like your pussy is his. All the time during brunch, his thumb has been rubbing against your clit softly and each time you were about to cum at the table, he denied you the orgasms, which you were grateful for since the place became crowded as you ate. But never in your life, has your pussy been wetter, the sexy panties you decided to put on, the beautiful dress, the chair you sit on, your pussy, under his fingers, leaked so many juices that it soaked through and you know the chair will show a stain. How embarrassing, but yet, many times he brought you to the very edge of cumming in public and denied you, making you build up an orgasm so strong and powerful. All during brunch, you have clearly seen his cock stretching his pants so much, the thickness appearing so bluntly through the fabric. You even saw the fabric of his trousers show a wet stain from inside, the precum leaking from his cock head and soaking through his shorts and trousers but he did not pulled it out nor ask you to do anything about it. By the end of the brunch, your panties and dress are a mess, sticky and wet, embarrassingly wet for a woman bearing a wedding ring in the presence of a black man.

Walking back to the car, he tells you that tonight, he would like to cook something for you. That staying in sounds like a good idea and with another naughty kiss in the middle of the street, tells you that you need to go shopping for tonight. Asparagus, champagne, strawberry, wiped cream, etc. The day goes on, the afternoon is lovely and wherever you go, and his hand is always going to your mound. He is acting extremely possessively and anyone around would swear you are a couple except for the wedding ring you are wearing. As the afternoon reaches the end, you head back to the cottage where he starts the Jacuzzi for you to relax in with a glass of champagne to sip on while he is starting the cooking. Each time your glass is empty, he fills it up with champagne and by the time you are finished with your bath, you are feeling more than tipsy, you inhibitions all but gone.

Walking to him with your satin bathrobe open and revealing your gorgeous body underneath, you get behind him and as you unzip his trousers and free his cock, you tell him your drink could use some spicing up. From behind, you start stroking his massive cock, telling him you are going to make him shoot his cum. The alcohol helps and you feel flushed and hot and you stroke his cock from behind so fast, you squeeze so hard that soon your fingers are bathing in his precum. You pull his skin down, squeezing hard, harder than you have ever squeezed a cock before, you rub against the vein and put your champagne glass underneath so the precum drops fall into your glass. You stroke his cock firmer, harder, whispering in his ear how nasty you are feeling and you feel in your hand he is about to cum so you aim his cock at your glass and you stroke him until all of his black seed pours inside your champagne glass. You get in front of him now as he is catching his breath, rubbing your hand and fingers over his genitals like they are nothing but yours, licking clean your cum and precum covered fingers and drink your glass of champagne with a very nasty smile on your face. And with that smile on your face you go and put something on while he tries to get back to earth and finish the cooking.

He cooked you a delicious meal. Very delicate, fresh and yummy. He flirted with you all along the meal, kissing your lips, your cheeks, your neck, your hands like lovers do when they are alone together. He kept your glass filled with champagne to keep you happily tipsy and inhibition free. Your legs in stockings, since you decided to wear some after the bath, have been caressed and stroked, your breasts too when he slid his hand inside your top and now that the dinner is over he takes your hand and makes you sit in the living room, inside a very big arm chair. He kisses you as he pulls your skirt up and reveals the top of your stockings. He gently grabs your ankles and spreads your legs open so your feet are resting on the arms on the chair, one on each arm, making you completely, totally exposed to his glance. With a groan more than a proper sentence he tells you he wants you to masturbate in front of him and as you start doing so, he pulls his cock out and starts stroking it in front of you too. You can feel his eyes staring between your legs, watching your pussy, his pussy, getting wetter and wetter as you masturbate for him and you see his cock growing and leaking again, his fingers getting coated by his precum, his balls shining in the light of the room as he massages them with his sticky fingers. You are about to cum. And once again, like at the restaurant, he denies you the pleasure, telling you are not allowed to cum yet and with this, he gets between your legs.

They are still on each arm of the chair and you see him bending his knees to be at the right height and he positions his cock so it is ready to go in. In it goes, just after he told you to look between your legs, right after he told you to stare, he makes sure that his cock dives all the way to the very depth of your very core. It feels like he has gone even deeper in your cunt and he pulls out completely, with a suction sound coming from your pussy as your labia are being pulled along his thick dark shaft. As he moves his hips again, you see that black rod disappearing inside you again, you feel your pussy being stretched again, your walls being pulled so far apart, your cervix moving back to where he pushed them so far back. Oh yes! His teachings paid off and you are now taking his cock, his ten inch long, nearly two and half inches thick black cock is coming in and out your pussy and he makes you stare at it until he slides out and lays on the floor telling you to come on top of him and masturbate on his cock until you are cumming. You do just that, holding his cock against your clit, you rub your entire skin against his, and you move your hips so your clit rubs against the thickness of his cock, you press very hard against his manhood and this time when you are nearly cumming, he allows you to cum. He tells you to cum, tells you he wants you to and as you cum you feel his cock shooting his cum in between the two of you, making a mess of the both of you, filling the room with smells of sex.

After catching your breath and another shower taken together, you get ready to go to bed with him, tonight he told you he would fall asleep inside your cunt filled with his cum so he can fuck you first thing in the morning. And that is what he does. He fucks you again and makes you cum again, filling your white pussy with all his black seed and falls asleep spooning with you. Tomorrow will be another day. There is a movie he wants to see and some bars he wants to check out.