by R. C. Curtis
I told myself I was not likely to be the first to fuck Kelly tonight, but to be patient, and wait my turn, and I too would slide inside her soft wet pussy and splash my essence deep inside the complicated woman I love.
“Patience,” I told myself.
Louis had patience. He slowly took Kelly’s bare nipple between his fingers. Kelly didn’t even look at him. He rolled it slowly, with a hint of a squeeze. Kelly closed her eyes and made an anxious sounding moan. He toyed with her nipple, as Kelly arched slightly, lifting her breasts up. Louis teased her nipple and Kelly moaned again, with a little squirm of her hips.
He didn’t stop, nor did he change what he was doing, just relentlessly playing with Kelly’s nipple, as she began to whimper and make little pleading noises like a kitten.
Kelly’s left hand lay across her belly, and her fingers tightened as he excited her body with the sensations from her nipple. Louis reached over and peeled down the other side of her dress, exposing her other breast. He took that nipple in his fingers, then lean forward and sucked Kelly’s other nipple into his mouth.
Kelly gasped.
Louis sucked gently on her nipple, his mouth enveloping it, his tongue playing across it. Kelly whimpered some more, and put her hands over her head, on the bed, giving him free access to her breasts.
Louis explored them leisurely. He didn’t make a sound, but Kelly couldn’t hide her agitation. She moaned as he suckled her. Louis switched from nipple to another with his mouth, always keeping a hand or a finger on the other breast, constantly caressing. Kelly wriggled and gasped and made soft little cries. She looked distressed, but I knew she only suffered from acute arousal.
I realized that if Louis kept up his relentless ravishing of Kelly’s breasts, he would learn a secret about her that only I knew. I felt a little jealous, but I was fascinated watching him push her ever closer and closer to her edge.
Louis hadn’t undressed at all. He still had his shoes on, as he teased Kelly’s bare breasts. Kelly writhed, her dress still on, only pulled down enough to expose her shimmying breasts. Both of them were slick with his saliva, wet and slippery. He sucked her breasts like Kelly sucks cock, wet and messy.
Kelly gave a tense moan, cut off as she held her breath, and Louis squeezed and twisted one nipple as he sucked the other one deep into his mouth and massaged it firmly with his tongue. Kelly gave three quick gasps, and then shuddered, clamping her legs together.
Louis didn’t let up, as Kelly cried out in obvious orgasm, her fists clenched as her body jolted. She shuddered several times, moaning and whimpering.
Louis let her nipple slip from his mouth.
Kelly quivered, feeling the aftershocks.
“That’s a good girl,” said Louis. He got up and gently opened Kelly’s legs, and knelt between them. He pushed her dress up slowly, then turned it up onto her belly, exposing Kelly’s pussy.
Louis gave a low whistle of appreciation. “Damn, girl,” he said.
Kelly smiled, but didn’t look up.
Louis framed her pussy with his hands, his fingers up on her belly, the thumbs flanking her labia. “Incredible,” he said. He pressed in with his thumbs, then spread Kelly’s pussy open. In unfolded like a flower, or the world’s best present.
“This is perfection,” said Louis. He leaned in to Kelly’s pussy, and began to explore it with his tongue.
Kelly gave a soft murmur of appreciation. She still shuddered from her orgasm, but she is one of the rare women whose clitorises don’t get overstimulated by an orgasm, and can reset and begin again.
I know that isn’t quite right. Kelly’s clit doesn’t reset, she just gets on a wave and keeps on going, with more and more intense orgasms, until she or her partner are exhausted. Although with Kelly, if you change what you are doing with her, she will come more easily again than if you just keep doing the same thing. No surprise that Kelly likes variety.
Louis buried his face between Kelly’s thighs. She had a little half smile as he ran his tongue through her intimate flesh, and suckled gently on her labia now, instead of her nipples. He took a deep breath, inhaling deeply, then returned to exploring her. He lapped at her pussy, barely brushing her clit, instead exploring soft folds.
He pulled back for a moment, and with his fingers massaged her labia, using them to squeeze and caress her clit, tucked inside the folds. He leaned in again and slid a couple of wet fingers up inside her, making her moan again as he caressed her g-spot. He kissed the velvety skin just above her pussy, and rubbed his face on the smooth patch her bikini bottoms usually cover. “So soft,” he murmured appreciatively.
He kissed her lower belly, while slowly stroking her inner wall with his fingers. Kelly moaned, and folded her legs up, unabashedly exposing herself to him. Louis went down between her legs, and lifted her ass slightly with his hand, running his tongue over her snug asshole. Kelly squirmed as he rimmed her, licking the little bud, slipping the tip of his tongue up inside her.
Louis went back to her pussy, and lapped around her labia, then slowly moved to her clitoris. He nudged it with his lips a moment, then circled it with kisses, and then sucked her outer lips into his mouth, one after the other, soaking her even further. His face was wet with her, and her pussy was wet with him.
He began to move in on her clit, slowly, feinting in and then away. Kelly arched her back and tried to press her clit into her mouth, but he slid away and teased all around it. You could see, you could hear her need, her arousal. Louis sucked her eagerly, her inner thighs, back up to her belly, her smooth mound of Venus, and then back down between her thighs.
Kelly closed her legs around his head, holding him there, trapping his face to her pussy. Louis took a long slow nibbling suck of her lower lips that finally ended up at Kelly’s clit. She moaned again as he reached up with one hand to her naked mound, and stretched the skin toward her belly, opening her wet lower lips and making her clit emerge, desperately engorged.
Louis put his tongue on her clit and she bucked a little, just for a moment. He sucked it into his mouth, and Kelly grabbed his head with her hands, opening her legs wide. She swore, gasping. Louis sucked her clit with a wet gentle suction, then moved his tongue flat and smooth over it. Kelly squirmed. “Please,” she begged. Louis burrowed into her, his tongue sliding over her clit, back and forth. Kelly writhed, grinding her pussy against his mouth as she held his head, her mouth open, her breathing staccato and intense.
Louis kept his tongue sliding over her clit. Kelly let go of his head and fell back, holding her breath, and then suddenly arched, crying out and moaning as her body shook with rippling quakes from her clit. Louis kept his tongue on her clit as she orgasmed, keeping a wet pressure on her pleasure as she writhed and shook. After the third or fourth spasm Kelly took a deep breath, and then suddenly shot into a new round of spasms. Louis backed out, and stood looking down at her. Kelly rolled from side to side, clenching her convulsing pussy with both hands. Her breasts shook enticingly.
Louis watched her quivering helplessly on the. Kelly in the throes of an uninhibited orgasm is an electric pleasure. He pushed her legs together and rolled her onto her side. Kelly hardly noticed, just lying there in a post orgasmic haze. If it was post. She was still shuddering from time to time, breathing irregularly.
Louis looked at me now. “You’re a good kid.”
I nodded.
“Seriously,” he said. “You’re a good kid. You’re smart. You’ve got something wild here and you aren’t fucking it up.”
I said something grateful. Behind him Kelly shuddered again.
“I’m going to do you a favor,” said Louis.
I looked at him quizzically.
“I’ll show you something. Something she’ll like.” He started unbuttoning his shirt, then stopped. “It’s OK if I fuck your girlfriend, right?”
I wasn’t used to being asked.
“I mean,” he continued. “I’ve made her come twice. I think I’ve earned it.”
“I g
uess you have,” I answered.
“Good,” he said, unbuttoning his shirt again. “I just want to make sure we’re cool.”
“We’re cool,” I said.
Kelly had rolled over onto her stomach, half on the bed now, and half on the padded bench, still recovering. Louis looked over at her, her soft round ass half peeking out from under her dress. “That is a fine peach,” he said.
He stripped off his shirt and looked back at me. Kelly made soft mindless moans in the background.
“How big is your dick?” he asked.
“Mine?” He caught me off guard. “Big enough I guess.”
He held up a hand. “I don’t want to see it. Just this is something you need a decent sized dick to do,”
He stripped off his pants, and his own cock bobbed up.
It was a monster. I didn’t even have a frame of reference for it. It had to be bigger than Kelly’s forearm. Thick, black and uncut. I think I showed my awe in my face.
“Don’t worry,” he said. “I won’t stick it all in her.”
I couldn’t say anything. I was glad I wasn’t a girl, is all. Wow.
Naked now, he turned back to Kelly. He grabbed her and hoisted her up, sitting at the foot of the bed. He took her dress and pulled it up over her head. Kelly sat stupidly on the bed, still getting her bearings. Louis got a hold of her under her arms, then tossed her up to the head of the bed. Kelly landed with a little shriek on her back.
Kelly looked up as Louis stood over her, and now her eyes went to his cock. “Don’t you worry either,” he said. “I won’t stick it all in you.”
“OK,” said Kelly, warily.
Louis looked down at her for a second, then grabbed her ankles and yanked her ass to the side of the bed. Kelly gave another little surprised shriek, lying across the bed now. He held her ankles in one hand and held them up straight, Kelly bent in an “L” shaped position on her back.
“Bed’s not really high enough,” he said. “Toss me a pillow.”
I gave him a pillow and he lifted Kelly’s ass by pulling her up by the ankles, then he stuff the pillow under her ass. “Not perfect,” he said. “But it will do. At home my own bed is custom built for the right height. You might want to think about that.”
“Alright,” I said. I tried not to look at his cock. Thing was scary big.
He had Kelly on her back, her ass at the edge of the bed, her legs pointing straight up at the ceiling. “OK, you put her like this,” he said, “then you cross her legs at the knees. “ He proceeded to do so. “Like an ‘X’, but keep the outsides of her ankles touching each other.
“OK,” I said again.
Kelly’s pussy was perfectly framed by the back of her exquisite thighs and ass. Just wonderful
He turned now to Kelly, and still holding her ankles, gripped his cock and began to feed it into her pussy. Kelly stiffened.
“See your girl is a real freak,” he continued casually. “A nutter.” He was working the head of his cock into her pussy. “She’s got deep roots.”
I wasn’t following.
Louis explained. “Some girls have little clits and some girls have big clits and some girls have clits with really deep roots that go all the way down into the front of their cunts. A girl like that, when you fuck her pussy, it’s like rubbing her clit.”
I got it now.
“Your girl is like that.” He was wetting the head of his cock on her soaked pussy lips. He seemed to like what he saw.
With the head of his cock wedged securely between her labia, he let go of his cock and stood there with it at the entrance. “With her legs together tight I won’t go too deep. And when I push into her my cock hits that inner wall and she’ll be good to fuck for as long as I want to fuck her.”
He slid his cock about six inches into her. Kelly groaned, and he stopped for a second. It seemed surreal, but I’d seen so much surreal with Kelly already this summer I was getting used to it.
Kelly was wriggling a little, but she couldn’t move much with her ankles tightly gripped. “Now go sit down,” said Louis, and he pushed another four or five inches of his cock between Kelly’s slim thighs.
He held it there, then began to rock his hips back and forth, never sinking the whole length of his shaft into her body, but enough that I marveled she could even take that much.
The effect on Kelly was remarkable. I don’t know how much was from just the sheer size of it, and how much was because it was hitting her g-spot just right, but she started to talk and murmur and moan as he fucked her.
And he was right, Kelly looked like she could go forever, and he was certainly giving her every opportunity to do so. He fucked her for what seemed like an hour, but could only have been fifteen minutes, without a change of pace or anything, just the same steady pistoning in and out of her, his cock gleaming with her wetness before it plunged back inside her again. And Kelly just made these wonderful sensual sounds, sometimes talking, sometimes moaning, and sometimes cursing and begging, but he just kept endlessly fucking her as she squirmed and writhed transfixed on his cock. At one point Kelly fell quiet and stopped wriggling, and then suddenly cried out and arched up in orgasm. Louis didn’t miss a stroke, just fucked her through her orgasm, kept fucking her as she came down from it, and fucked her at exactly the same pace as she lay there her arms splayed out trying to recover from it. Louis wrapped his arms around her legs to keep them in position, and carried on. Within five minutes she cried out again and grabbed his arm and spasmed again, her mouth open wide, her hair a hopeless tangle.
Her arousal didn’t seem to abate, her pussy got wetter and wetter as they fucked, and his cock made wet sloshing sounds as he moved it in and out of her pussy. And good to his word, he didn’t sink it home into her, but kept the last few inches out to spare her.
Finally, he let go of Kelly’s legs and let them fall on either side of him. He gripped her hips, and started fucking her that way, holding her ass up off the bed. His hips moved rapidly, punching his cock in and out of her. Kelly grabbed his wrists, and hung on, her breasts bobbing with his furious stabbing into her pussy. She arched her back, and then suddenly Louis staggered, his cock deep in Kelly, squirting powerfully into her, filling the void in her belly. He pumped into her a few more times, then let go of her ass, letting her fall to the bed.
I was rock hard. He was done, and I was ready to go. I’d fuck Kelly here, in the hallway, in the car, I didn’t care. She looked so sexy, her breasts heaving as she gulped in air, cum leaking from her pussy, her whole body glazed with the sweat of their fucking.
Louis turned to me, his monstrous cock softened enough to hang down, dangling most of the way down to his knee. It gleamed with a sheen of Kelly’s wetness, and his own cum still leaked from the swaying tip of it.
He breathed deep, and evenly.
He put his arm on my shoulder, comfortably. “Hey brother,” he said. “How ‘bout you give me and your girl a little privacy now, huh?”
A bit of an accent crept through.
“Oh,” I said, my disappointment probably evident.
He patted my back. “Just for an hour or so. You can go down to the bar and wait.”
Kelly sat up. I looked at her.
“It’s OK baby,” she said. Her bare breasts rose and fell with her breathing. “It’s OK. I’ll make it up to you.”
“Oh,” I said again. I could feel my cock deflating. “I guess so then.”
Kelly gave me a little smile. “Baby I will fuck you the moment I come down. I’m so horny tonight.” She let the thought dangle.
“She’ll fuck you when she comes down,” said Louis, happy with that compromise.
Kelly looked a tiny bit concerned. “Baby I’ll make it up to you. I’ll be so good to you.”
“Alright,” I said. “I’ll wait downstairs at the bar. Shall I come back in an hour?”
“I’ll send her down when I’m done with her,” said Louis.
Kelly got up off of the bed and scampered over to m
e, pressing her naked body against me with a kiss. “Thank you baby,” she said.
I put my hands on her hips for a moment. I could feel my cock reawaken. “One hour,” I said.
“Yes sir,” she said. Her eyes were so blue.
“Give or take,” said Louis. He opened the door.
An older couple heading out for the evening glanced in as the door opened. I couldn’t imagine how they processed what they saw, a naked black man with his arm around a nude just fucked pretty young white girl half his age while a fully dressed white guy steps out into the hall.
Louis closed the door. I let the couple go head of me down the hall, then I followed at a reasonable distance. I rounded the corner to the elevators, and realized suddenly that the couple had held the elevator for me. I nodded a thank you, and then we silently rode down twenty two floors together.
I went to the bar.
I ordered a drink. I tried not to think about anything, but I wondered what they were doing. “Kelly is probably coming,” I thought wryly. I couldn’t begrudge her that though. If she was to come, she should come. If she wants to fuck a black dude, she should fuck a black dude.
Still.
My balls ached.
When the first drink ran out I ordered a second one. It was a slow night, and the bartender seemed friendly. Nosy at least.
“You guys have a fight?” he asked.
I looked at him. “What?”
“You and your girlfriend.” He saw my puzzled look. “I saw you guys out in the lobby when you came in. You looked like a couple.”
“Yeah, we are,” I answered. I swirled my drink slowly.
“Pretty girl like that, she sticks in your head. Where is she?”
What the fuck. I don’t know this guy. No reason to talk to him, not reason not to talk to him. No reason to lie.
I’d probably drunk too much tonight.
“She’s upstairs fucking a guy we met on the beach today.”