Crazy For Bbc 2

Book:Crazy Pleasure (Erotica) Published:2024-6-4

Dropping the dildo on her bed, Jessica pulled her blouse off, unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt, and let it drop to the floor. She lay down on the bed and placed her feet flat on the bedspread and wide apart. This parted her thighs and exposed the black lace covering her pussy. Picking up the dark cock, she rubbed the wet head up and down her soft inner legs above her stocking tops. A man had never done such a thing to her with a real cock. She was unsure where the idea came from, but it felt good, and nasty. Jessica kept bringing the rigid shaft closer to the crotch of her drenched pants. She reached around behind her right leg and started to rub the firm head up and down her panty covered slit. She could feel it parting her wet sensitive labia. Using her left index finger, she hooked the panties and pulled the wet material out of the way, and continued to rub the phallus against her bare pussy lips. The rounded head felt so wide against her responsive opening, especially compared to the head of her husband’s cock. The ridge of the head pushed against her swollen clit making her release a moan.
Tipping the head of the cock to the back of her slit, she started to gently pulse it against her pussy hole. Oh god, it feels so big compared to Jim’s penis. How can it go into my pussy? she thought. With a little more pressure and the slickness of her wet pussy, the head seemed to be going a little deeper each time she pushed. Oh, my God! It’s stretching my lips more and more! Then, she felt the edge of the crown slip past the entrance ring as if were sucked inside. It stretched her opening three times wider than it had ever been expanded before. Sparks were flying away from her pussy to all regions of her body. As she pumped it in and out, she could feel it pulling on her clit, escalating her pleasure. The gratification made her push it harder and harder, and faster and faster. Her breathing became shallower. Jessica was going wild. Her back arched off the bed as if she was trying to take more of the pleasure rod inside. “UUUmmmmmm! OOOOOOwwwwww!” Juice splashed out of her flooded slit, over the black shaft, the inside of her thighs and her hand. Jessica rolled her head from side to side, and pinched her nipple harder. And then she detonated.
“Jeeeezzzz, OH Gaaawwwwdddd!” Her hips flew up off the mattress; her body trembled all over, and electric shocks went everywhere. She went on and on until she finally collapsed on the bed with the dildo being held firmly upright in her cunt. She had never experienced anything close to this climax before. She looked down and saw 4 inches of the black cock still protruding from her. How could anyone take the whole thing? she thought. But, if it makes it even better, God knows, I’ll try. Jessica felt remorse, because she knew that mentally she had been brought off by a cock that was not her husband’s. Nevertheless, because of the way her body had felt during her orgasm, she did not dwell on that thought very long.
Over the next several days, Jessica hungrily brought her self off time after time. But she never needed more than six or seven inches of the big black rubber cock to have those wonderful explosions. She was already playing with areas of her womb that had never been aroused before. Would it be even better if she had the whole thing up her pussy!
The next week, over the phone, after she had related her experiences, Jessica asked Grace that very question. “Men aren’t really that big, are they?” Grace told her, “Sure they are. I’ve had several men that large. And boy do they make you fly. If you don’t believe me, go buy a porn flick. You’ll really see some big monsters. The biggest one I’ve ever had was a young black kid. Boy, could he stay hard! That was the most exhausting weekend I’ve ever had!” Jessica wondered about the morality of her friend, multiple partners, and races and who knew what else, but Grace sounded so elated about each experience, so maybe it was possible to have that kind of satisfaction.
Jessica was reluctant to go back to the adult store, but she really wanted to see if a real penis could be that huge. The dildo was so much bigger than Jim’s cock that she couldn’t envision it. The same young clerk as last time greeted her with a giant smile of his white teeth against his dark black skin as he recognized her. Jessica remembered what Grace had said about her biggest cock being a young black man, and felt a shiver run through her body. He gladly directed her to the DVD’s. She couldn’t get over how many there were. She finally selected one entitled “Big Cocks for Horny Housewives,” which she thought was appropriate to her situation. After she had paid and was leaving, the clerk smirked, “Have fun honey. Gimmie a call if ya need some help!” His comment made Jessica think about Grace and her young man, and she felt her pussy moisten.
When she took the movie home and watched it, Jessica was at first taken aback with the lack of a plot and the rapid progression to blatant sex, but as she continued to watch the action she started to have tingling feelings in her nipples and between her legs. Then she started rubbing her sensitive areas through her clothes. She was astonished that all the men were at least as big as her toy. And that all the women were in such ecstasy as these giant cocks were embedded into their mouths and pussies. Subsequently, Jessica started to watch the movies in her bedroom, lying nude on the bed, playing with her body, stroking, rubbing, pinching and poking. She became more adventurous and started using the dildo to try and duplicate the pleasure of the actresses on the screen. She started to pretend that she was the woman on the television at that moment giving the blow job, or being screwed. Jessica mimicked the performers by doing with her dildo whatever the actress did with the man’s cock in the show. She found that her excitement would build with that of the actors and she would climax at the same time as the women on the TV.
One particular story was Jessica’s favorite. A big muscular black male house painter was outside the master bedroom on a ladder. He could see the “housewife” on the bed, with her robe open, grabbing her tit in one hand and plunging a big black dildo in and out between her legs. Jessica identified with the woman’s use of the black dildo, and her own craving for the real thing. When the actress cried out the name of the painter as she climaxed, he descended the ladder, stripped off his clothes in her bedroom, and showed her what getting screwed by the real thing was like. The contrast of the dark black skin with the white blonde actress infatuated her, because it felt so forbidden and depraved. She was fascinated with the actor’s big black cock in the actress’ mouth and pussy. Jessica would repeatedly watch this episode while bringing herself off. She went back to the video store to get more discs, most of them about black men with white women acting as housewives. This time at the store, she even checked out the crotch of the young clerk. He clearly had a roll in his pants larger than her dildo and he noticed her checking it out. “You come back again. I’d be happy to give you a live show,” he smiled as she left the store. That’s a hot horny one, he thought.
Jessica would bring herself off to the DVD’s at least once a day, in the morning after Jim had left, and before she got dressed to go to work, or in the afternoon before her husband got home, or in the evening if he was working late. While it was good, and made her get off, she would wonder more and more about the real thing would feel like. She would fantasize about black cocks during the day at work, driving, walking in the mall, and she was even dreaming about them, and would wake up with wet panties in the morning. She was checking out men’s crotches all the time wherever she was, especially the black men, and trying to see if she could determine how big their equipment was.
She became determined that she had to have the real thing, and decided that she was going to find a “big cock,” preferably a black one. She devised that she would get Jim to take her out to dinner, and then they would go to a club. There they could dance, and since Jim really didn’t like dancing, she could dance possibly dance with some other men. “Who knows?” she thought.
She made dinner reservations for a Friday night at a fancy restaurant downtown, told Jim that she really wanted to go out, and knew if she got him downtown, she could talk him into going to a club afterwards. Jim always liked to go to a club where he could watch all the action between the men and the hot women.
Friday afternoon, she came home early, took a leisurely bath, and shaved her body smooth. Several months ago, she had begun shaving all her genital hair off, after she had seen that all the actresses in the movies did. It had instantly made her feel sexier, and she really liked the feel of the smooth skin when she played with herself. She carefully styled her short blonde hair and put on her make-up, a little more than usual. Her lips were covered in a brilliant pink, which matched her finger and toe nails. She chose a black sheer half-bra that just supported her plump round 38 D breasts. They did not really need support, but she always felt sexier in nice lingerie. The bra did not cover her nipples, so she knew they would show through the material of her dress. She put on a matching sheer garter belt, and then dark smoky seamed stockings.
She twisted to look in a mirror to check to make sure the seams were straight in the back as she connected the lacy tops to the suspenders, and admired at how sensual it made her ass look. She slipped a black thong that matched her bra up her long legs. She could sense her cunt was already damp as she pulled the strap into the crease of her butt. Four inch black heels with ankle straps completed her preparation before putting on her dress. She had decided to wear a turquoise dress that complemented her sun-colored skin. The soft material was arranged straight across her bust, but showed most of the tops of her breasts and her deep cleavage. It was held up by spaghetti straps, and the skirt stopped just short of her knees. The thin silky material draped closely to her body so all the wonderful curves and subtleties of her body were revealed.