There was a pause as June and Robert shared a smile with Dontae. “You’ll have to check with the booking department, Miss June. They take care of my appointments but I’m sure they’ll be able to fit you in somewhere.”
“Just like I know exactly where I want to fit YOU in,” June said saucily, which made them all chuckle.
As this playful talk was going on, Cynthia could feel the immense prick stiffening beneath her stroking fingers, watching in astonishment as the swelling head was making its way further toward the big man’s knee.
“So… uh, how does this work, exactly?” Jim asked.
“I understand you booked me for the full night. Is that right, Mr. Jim?”
Cynthia looked up at her husband, her face flushed with arousal. As if hypnotized, her hand was still sliding slowly up and down along the inside of Dontae’s pant-leg, as if never wanting to let go of the big black man’s huge cock.
“Yes, the whole night.” Jim turned his attention directly to Cynthia, who was looking at him questioningly. “I figured you’d want the whole night, sweetheart. Robert was telling my how June enjoyed spending time with Dontae, and I didn’t want you to feel shortchanged by just booking him for an hour or two.”
“Trust me, Cyn,” June said, a husky purr to her voice. “You won’t regret a minute of it. I love every minute I get to spend with Dontae, even if I couldn’t walk straight for a week after my first time with him.”
Cynthia gulped as she looked at her friend, seeing the sexual hunger in her eyes as the older woman’s gaze continued to roam over Dontae’s huge body.
“So,” Dontae said as he looked at both Cynthia and Jim in turn, “I understand from the booking arrangements that you wish for me to take control of the evening, to do as I wish with her, is that correct?”
Jim flicked his eyes to Cynthia’s, happy to see the quick nod of agreement that she gave him. “Yes, whatever you want to do with her is fine with us.”
“That’s good.” Dontae turned slightly, his swollen crotch right in front of Cynthia’s face. He looked down at her, ignoring the others. “Miss Cynthia, that cock you’re feeling is going to be deep inside all three of your hot holes tonight, many times.” He paused and shifted his hips slightly from side to side, his cock continuing to throb and press against the confining fabric of his pants. “But you seem a bit anxious, so I want you to take it out and use that pretty mouth of yours I’ve been hearing about and let your husband and friends see what a good cocksucker you are?”
Cynthia was shocked at what she was hearing, feeling her face flushing. But at the same time, she couldn’t deny that Dontae was right: she wanted to see his cock in the worst way. Her salivary glands were already working overtime as she’d been feeling that magnificent monster, and now he wanted her–no, he was telling her–to suck it. She knew there was no way she could deny him, she wanted it that bad.
She reached for the waistband of his pants and undid his belt, then slowly drew down his zipper, the throbbing shaft of his cock making it difficult. With her heart racing and her breaths coming in ragged little gasps, she had the zipper all the way down and pulled the sides of his fly apart, revealing his shaven abdomen and the thick gnarled root of his immense member.
“Holy fuck, how big is that thing?!” she thought to herself as her breath caught in her throat. Anxious to see more, she reached into his pants, stuffing her hand right inside so she could grasp his cock, her fingers coming nowhere near to closing as they circled the semi-hard shaft. Making sure she had a good grip on it, she drew it out, watching his pant-leg as the bloated head made its way towards the opening. With a final tug, she pulled it out, the knob flying forward past her a face, a slimy strand of precum flicking off the tip and hitting her in the face.
“OH FUCK!” Cynthia gasped out loud as she felt the warm fluid slap across her lips, at the same time as her eyes feasted on the magnificent cock in front of her. It was stiffening rapidly once it had come free, the flared mushroom head turning purple as more of his pulsing blood flowed into it. She couldn’t believe how big it was, and it just kept growing. She stared in awe as the bloated head became even more engorged, the flared crown puffing up menacingly like a King Cobra as the shaft stiffened and extended, until finally, it stopped, the thrusting erection standing up before her in all its glory, throbbing and pulsing with each beat of the big black man’s heart.
“There you go, Miss Cynthia, it’s all for you. That’s what’s going to be inside you, all night long… starting right now,” Dontae said as he reached out and took Cynthia’s head in his hands.
Cynthia was helpless to resist as he pulled her forwards. Her lips opened instinctively as her eyes locked on his thrusting erection, precum drooling salaciously from the wet red eye at the tip. She felt dizzy with excitement as his powerful hands gripped her head, his touch firm, but gentle at the same time. The pulse of shiny fluid started to distend lewdly downwards, attached to the tip of his cock by a glistening web. Cynthia knew she had to have it, had to taste the delicious morsel of cock-sap.
“Ohhnnn…” she groaned as she extended her tongue beneath the shiny dew drop and let it settle on her tongue. The feeling of that warm fluid set her taste buds tingling, a surge of desire for more coursing through her. She followed the glistening trail of goo to the tip, gathering the building pool of precum on her tongue. She slid the tip of her tongue right into the shiny eye, sucking gently at the same time, wanting more.
“That’s it, that’s the way,” she heard Dontae say from above her. “You really want it, don’t you? It sounds like all those things I’ve been hearing about you are true. Well, don’t worry, your belly will be full before this night is over.”
Dontae’s provocative words spurred Cynthia on, and she pressed her lips against his flared glans in a loving kiss, feeling the intense heat of his hard cock flowing right through her lips and into her body. As he pulled her forward, she let her jaw drop open as far as she could, knowing that was her only chance to take a cock this big. And still, she was worried she wouldn’t be able to do it. Her lips were stretched open further and further as they followed the flared contours of the enormous purple knob, and then he pulled harder, forcing her mouth over the thick rope-like ridge of his corona.