A Surprise Visit Ch. 02

Saturday came and Susan was wondering how Sam would approach her, what would he say that would lead them to go into the bedroom and she to give herself to him. She was both apprehensive and excited at the prospect of having her sexual need satisfied by a cock instead of her vibrator.

The rest of the morning passed quickly, neither she nor John mentioned anything about what was going to happen later that day.

At two o'clock the doorbell rang.

"Could you get that John, I guess it will be Sam Goodman," she called to him from the kitchen in a nonchalant way trying to hide her excitement.

John returned to the living room with Sam and they both sat down. As Susan walked in from the kitchen she saw Sam's eyes looking at her, mentally stripping her she imagined. She tried to act in a normal way not wanting to let Sam sense that she wanted to have sex with him.

She sat down opposite Sam and John her pussy already lubricating.

Sam was blunt and to the point saying, "Have you and John agreed on your answer to my offer?"

Susan looked at John having told him he had to be the one to tell Sam that she was willing to have sex with him.

"Yes Sam, Susan has with my approval agreed to have sex with you. When do you wish this to take place?"

Susan saw the look of delight on Sam's face as he looked at her and said, "Why right now would be a good time don't you think Susan?"

Susan blushed as she said, "Yes lets do it right away then it will be over. Shall we go up to the bedroom now?"

"Go up to the bedroom, how could you do that Susan, surely it is more appropriate for John to watch what takes place, after all he is your husband and he has consented to you breaking your marriage vow."

Susan could not believe that Sam wanted her to have sex with him in front of John.

Sam saw her hesitation and immediately took control of the situation.

"Take your clothes off Susan, show me what pleasure awaits me, I have been longing to see your tits since we first met."

To John he said, "I really am looking forward to filling Susan's cunt. As you have no children I bet her cunt is nice and tight."

Susan hearing Sam using words like, tits and cunt, which she was not used to, said, "Please don't talk about me like that Sam, I am not used to that sort of language."

In reality hearing him talk like that had somehow aroused her more, she sensed then that he was going to take her and fuck her hard, talk dirty to her while John watched.

John however said, "Just let Sam have you and say whatever he wants as long as he does not hurt you in anyway."

Susan was still sitting when Sam stood and walked over to her, he grabbed her hair and pulled her to her feet saying, "Get your fucking clothes off you slack cunt."

He released her hair and as she started stripping he looked at John and said, "Don't you dare say a word while I give your wife the fucking of her life."

Susan meanwhile tried to hide her elation at hearing Sam talk the way he had. She liked it when he grabbed her hair and told her...no ordered her to get her fucking clothes off. The pain she had felt when he pulled her to her feet by her hair had now turned to a feeling of pleasure. She felt her pussy gush. She knew now that this was going to be the best fuck she had ever had.

Sam watched as she removed the last of her clothes and now stood naked in front of him. She put one arm across her breasts and the other hand in front of her sex.

"Don't be so fucking shy Susan, let me see those lovely tits."

Susan put her hand down by her side but still kept her other hand in front of her sex.

She saw Sam look at her breasts, and then heard him say, "You lovely bitch, they're beautiful tits, lovely firm pear shaped and those pink upturned nipples already hard, I can hardly wait to lick and suck your nipples; in fact I am sure I can get most of your young tit in my mouth. I bet you're already hot for me. Are you?"

Susan murmured in a low voice saying, "A little Sam." How could she admit she was hot and wet for his cock, eager for his touch, his penetration, with John sitting watching?

"Move your hand and let me see your cunt."

Another order, not a request. This excited Susan more, yet she was afraid what John might say when she did move her hand away. She need not have worried for Sam took one look at her when she took her hand away and said, "That cunt looks like it's freshly shaved. Did you shave it especially for me?"

"Yes," she said blushing. "I thought it might be more hygienic," hoping that at least John would accept her supposed reason. In reality she had thought about how much nicer it would be for Sam to enjoy performing oral sex on her.

Afraid to look at John because he may not accept her reason, but rather see it as her eagerness to please this stranger, this man who would control her and the events that had now been set in motion.

"Look at your husband bitch. Show him what a slut you are at heart.

She obeyed this new order and looked at John who was staring at her shaved mons. The surprised look on his face told it all, he could not believe his wife had shaved her sex for Sam.

"Did you hear that John?" Your young wife shaved her cunt especially for me. Well now you can see that she is really a horny white bitch whore, eager for some black cock to fill her twat."

Hearing Sam talk about her like that to John made her feel like a whore. Well it was John's fault she was standing naked in front of this Blackman waiting to be fucked. And yes she was eager for Sam's black cock, but that was also John's fault for being unable to satisfy her sexually. If only Sam knew she had fantasised about him fucking her, he really would think she was a white bitch whore.

She watched excitedly as Sam quickly shed his clothes until he stood in front of her wearing just his boxer shorts. She was a bit disappointed, as she had hoped to see what his cock was like. He certainly had a fine body, muscular, firm with no flab. He must work out she thought as Sam moved closer to her.

"Well you hot white whore let's party."

She looked at John, hoping he would not see the excitement in her eyes, showing him that she was really looking forward now to being taken and fucked, used like a whore by Sam.

"Please Sam, remember I am only doing this to help my husband," she said hoping that she sounded convincing.

The thing that neither John nor Susan knew was that Sam had been to university and had graduated with a business degree. This had helped him when he took over his fathers small business after his father died. The business had flourished and was now a major player in the inter-state distribution business. But Sam had also taken another course and had also obtained a degree in psychology. He knew that in order for any business to succeed you had to understand human nature. That was how he had sussed out John and his failure to get on with people when he talked to him. It was also how he had been able to draw the information from John that led to John revealing the sexual problem that existed between him and his wife Susan.

He could read Susan not only by her body language, but also by the way she spoke to him, looked at him. She may want her husband to think that she was not going to enjoy having sex with him, but he knew that she was an eager player in this sexual agreement to protect her husband's job. She was going to be rewarded in a way she never expected. Yes she would be taken hard. Fucked like she could never imagine. But once she had enjoyed his black cock reaming the very depths of her hungry cunt she would never want to have sex with John again. She would crave for his black dick. Demean herself like a whore, do anything to please him in order to feel his cock inside her again and again.

"Of course Susan, I know that you love John and are only thinking of him. However there are no rules of behaviour. You will allow me to have my fill of you in anyway I desire, talk to you in any way I want no matter how it may offend your middle class morality. Understood?"

"Susan could not believe her good luck. He seemed to know she was looking for a way to give herself to him and allow him to be in complete control of her, yet let John think she was just a quick fuck, a one off slut wife. She had to get control of her feelings before she gave her true feelings away. It was a hard thing to do, as she was so excited and sexually aroused and could hardly wait for Sam to take her.

John never uttered a word in response to what Sam had said to Susan. He sat looking at his beautiful wife. He looked somewhat sad, but in reality he was starting to feel sexually aroused knowing he was going to witness her being penetrated and used like a slut.

"Yes Sam I understand. I will allow you to have you fill of me as you put it," Susan said in a voice that she hoped sounded like she was resigned to the events that were about to take place now.

Sam saw Susan looking at his muscular body again. She was amazed that a man his age had a body that looked like it belonged to a man of 25-30 years old. However Sam kept himself fit at the local gym once a week and also ran three miles each day come rain hail or shine.

Sam walked in front of John and ordered Susan to come and kneel in front of him. Susan came and knelt as ordered so that they were now side on to John, she taking a quick look at his crotch saw a bulge but it was not enough for her to tell how big his cock was or if it was fully erect.

She looked up at Sam waiting wondering what he wanted from her to start the lewd act, a 25 year old white housewife giving herself to a man old enough to be her father. She realised that Sam had moved in front of John so he would get a close up view of whatever took place. Her heart was beating faster now, excitement flowing through her, her sex was already sopping wet, and her hot pussy ached with longing to be filled.

Sam looked down at Susan, she was even more beautiful than he had thought when he looked at her photo on John's desk, especially now naked and kneeling looking up at him waiting eagerly...yes he knew how eager she was to see his tool...eager to service it...yet trying hard not to let her husband see her hunger to be taken and given the sexual release that he was unwilling or unable to give her.

He smiled at Susan as he said, "Watch closely John, see what your lovely sweet wife does to please me."

"Pull my boxers down, slut."

Susan felt her pussy gush again at hearing herself referred to as slut. She reached up and hooked her fingers into the waistband of Sam's boxers and pulled them down slowly. She could hardly wait to see what Sam's cock looked like. She gave a gasp as the tip of his cock appeared and then his shaft. Once the shorts were partly down and his cock was freed from its confinement it fell forward hitting her lips making her give a low cry as she bent forward to push his shorts down over his knees, once over his knees she let them fall to the floor. Sam stepped from them and kicked them behind him.

She now stared in wonderment at the big black cock in front of her. It was already erect showing his arousal and desire to ravish her. God what a monster of a cock it was, she estimated that it appeared to be about eight inches long. But it was the thickness of the shaft and the size of the head that aroused her more, it was so fat, and the sight of the big blood engorged tip made her wonder if it would be painful when he entered her. It appeared that the story about black cocks being bigger than white ones was true, but then she had never seen a white cock other than her husbands to make any comparison. Even if it was going to be painful taking it in her pussy she wanted to feel it opening her sheath, to feel it stretched tightly around that beautiful big tool as it filled her like she had imagined in her fantasy.

"Hold it, feel it throbbing with desire for you, you cock hungry cunt."

Susan did not need telling twice, she cast caution to the wind as she obeyed Sam's order. She gave a shudder of pleasure as she wrapped both her hands around his black shaft noting the stark contrast now of white and black, and then suddenly realised that her fingers were unable to complete a full circle around it.

"Its so big Sam, I don't know if I can take it inside me," she said.

"You'll get it up your cunt, I'll see to that. Yes all of it right up your hot tight cunt. It's not fully erect yet, so lick the head, make it nice and wet with your saliva then take it in you mouth and suck it to full erection."

Not fully erect...she wondered how much bigger it could get...and now she was in the unenviable position of having to confess to Sam that she had never sucked a cock in her life. Looking up at Sam she said, "I have never licked or sucked a cock in my life, I might disappoint you Sam."

"You mean that you have never sucked John's cock in all the years you have been married?

"No Sam he never wanted me to perform oral sex on him."

"Oral fucking sex...you mean he never wanted you to give him a blowjob...has never fucked your beautiful face and cum in your mouth?

"No." Susan replied feeling more hotter and eager to experience things that she had only fantasised about."

"Well now he can watch me teaching his sweet loving wife how to perform like a whore...Take your fucking hands away and open you mouth. Keep your hands by your side's just use your mouth. I'll guide you so you get the idea. You'll soon be an expert cock-sucker after I've finished with you."

Susan released his cock eager now for the actual sexual connection to begin, to experience for the first time what it felt like, tasted like when a woman took a man's cock in her mouth and sucked on it. She looked at the huge swollen head hungrily as she opened her mouth. Sam moved forward pushing his big swollen cock-head into her mouth, she only just managed to get her lips over it and once in her mouth it almost filled her oral cavity as she wrapped her lips around the shaft. She sucked on it as Sam grabbed her ponytail and began to pull her head forward making her take more of his big black tool into her mouth. Then he pulled her head back and then forward again telling her to fuck his cock like that. Susan could not believe how good it felt. To think that she had missed out on the pleasure of sucking on a cock for years, but then she wondered if she would have felt the same sucking on John's six-inch cock.

Sam looked down as Susan settled into a rhythm moving her head back and forth her lips stretched obscenely around his big thick shaft; he was going to enjoy training this white slut wife in the art of cock sucking, and other things as well.

"Take more of it in your mouth, see if you can get it all in, you slack cunt."

Hearing Sam calling her a slack cunt made Susan eager to please him. She slowly moved her head forward feeling the huge tip moving towards the back of her mouth as Sam grabbed her ponytail again and pulled her head forward more and the swollen tip entered her throat. She gagged on his cock-head coughing and spluttering tears running down her face, as she now needed to inhale some air as Sam held her captive. Then Sam pulled her head back allowing her to draw in some air through her nostrils, then that massive knob was once more in her throat pressed against the back. The painful tugging on her hair as Sam moved her head back and forth on his cock only added to the excitement and pleasure she felt. Saliva was drooling from the corners of her mouth as she gagged on the big cock-head each time Sam forced her to take it into her throat. Having to fight to suck in air as his cock moved out of her throat also aroused her more. She suddenly realised that when she had his cock deep in her throat her mouth was not pressed against his groin. She moaned on Sam's cock as she wondered how it was going to feel when he shoved his big tool all the way up her hot pussy.

As Sam continued pulling her head back and forth she heard his moans of pleasure. Her cunt was so hot and wet and he only added to her arousal when she heard him say to John, "Look at your white whore wife fucking my cock with her cunt mouth."

Cunt mouth, Susan thought to herself, well yes I guess that is what it is to a man, just another warm wet opening to fuck and...and...OH GOD, she realised that he was probably going to shoot his load of cum into her mouth, make her swallow it. She had often wondered what it would taste like, and the though of swallowing something that she imagined would taste really yucky did not appeal to her. It was fine in fantasy but in reality she somehow did not like the idea.

Susan suddenly felt relieved when Sam suddenly let go of her ponytail and pulled his cock from her mouth. Her relief however was short lived when he ordered her to keep her mouth open. Now was the time to refuse, to say enough is enough, it was only meant to be a fuck, not a face fuck and a mouthful of cum for openers.

Sam saw her hesitance, then smiled at her as she opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue. She was one hot bitch all right. She needed someone who would control her, bring out the real sexual slut she was at heart. Thus allowing her to feel that she was being made to perform that way when in reality it was what she wanted to do. Knowing that Susan never having sucked John's cock she had never had a load of cum shot into her mouth and swallowed it enhanced his pleasure knowing his would be the first, he moved closer and began to stroke his big black tool.

Susan kept her eyes on that swollen tip as Sam said, "Look at your sweet wife John, see what a cock sucking cum slut she has become. Look at her waiting for her first load of cum, her first taste, her first swallow."

Susan suddenly did not care what John thought of her now, she decided she wanted to experience what it felt like to have a man shoot his cum into her mouth, to taste it and swallow it...yes like a whore, even it was just this once. But it was also because she also wanted to please Sam; he had aroused her even more than her wildest fantasies when she masturbated. She wanted desperately to know what it was like to take his big black tool all the way up her hot wet hole, to experience a real hard fucking.

"Yeah you black fuck stick sucker, it's coming get ready."

She saw Sam's face become contorted and heard him grunting then cry out. "Take that black cock juice bitch."

She saw the first spurt of his cum shoot out. It felt hot as the long string landed on the length of her tongue, some splattered into her throat. Then the next spurt and the next, the long strings filling her oral cave, it seemed that he was never going to stop filling her mouth with his cum.

She was in a daze. The taste was not as bad as she had imagined, she rather liked it in fact. Susan suddenly realised that Sam's cock had stopped shooting at last. Her mouth felt so full of his gooey load. It was only then she realised she had made no attempt to swallow. She was just about to spit it out into her hands when she heard Sam say, "Show John how much you appreciate me filling you cunt mouth with my cum...open wide so he can see it all in his loving wife's cock sucking mouth."

His voice was loud...it was not a request it was a damned order...she felt something stir within her memory, something long buried, feelings suppressed, denied, but she could not recall what it was just then for she needed to obey Sam's order. Like the obedient slut she felt she was she turned her head so she was looking directly at John, she opened her mouth as wide as she could showing him all the cum that was now pooled inside, then she closed her mouth, she swallowed, twice, then opened her mouth wide again and showed John that all that remained was the residue on her tongue.

"MMMmmm," was the only sound she made as she then licked her lips then turned and looked directly into Sam's eyes. He knew from the sound she had just made and the way her eyes seemed to sparkle that it was to show her appreciation; letting him know that she had enjoyed swallowing his cum. Hoping John would think it was because she had done it only to help him keep his job. He also realised that she wanted to please him, and he began to realise there was more to Susan than met the eye.