by Big Herc
“Shit, I'm cumming! Fuckkkkk,” he hollered as waves of nut left his body.
“Oh fuck, Wardy, I’m cumming with you! I’m nutting on your big black dick!” Faith shouted, hammering her hips up into his. He continued to pump until his swipe stopped spurting and cum ran down the crack of her ass. Tone reached down and scooped some of the stringy cream with his fingers and fed it first to Faith and then Kimberly.
“Ummmm, Girl, your pussy tastes good mixed with his nut,” Kimberly moaned, sucking on Tone’s fingers.
“You can come down here and get some seconds if you like,” Faith whimpered, lying with her legs gaped open leaking sperm and cunt sauce. Kimberly was so turned on that she went down on Faith tongue first, licking her from slit to her puckered rectum. She even rimmed her tight butt hole. Lifting her hips up to meet Kimberly’s lips Faith forced Kimberly’s tongue deeper into her puffy swell, driving Faith into a state of frenzy.
This new excitement brought on Tone’s fifth erection of the night. He had recovered quickly and was soon giving it to Kimberly doggie style. He gripped her ass, pounding away with force, while Kimberly sucked on Faith’s soppy pussy, consuming his previous deposit. The sensation of giving pleasure and receiving it at the same time, from both a man and a woman, was mind boggling for Kimberly. When she came, she felt like she was having an out of body experience. Being that Tone had already came four times, he fucked Kimberly’s pussy for almost an hour before he pulled out of her cunt and put it into her mouth. Kimberly ran her tongue all over his dick head and Faith joined her, sucking on his balls and licking his ass crack. When he finally busted his fifth nut, he came on their lips and tits, roaring like a lion. Again Kimberly and Faith swabbed tonsils, licking and sucking on each other’s breasts, neck and lips. Tone joined in, tongue wrestling and groping their sweaty bodies. Exhausted and spent, they all fell asleep on the carpet curled up in each other’s arms. With just their bodies and Faith's robe to keep them warm, they slept like babies.
Chapter 21
Tone bailed out of Kimberly and Faith’s pad at the crack of dawn and headed back to the estate to freshen up. He needed to eat breakfast and get ready for an amorous weekend with Sandra. They had a special relationship that had grown into something beautiful. As a result of their mutual admiration and respect for each other they had created the perfect relationship. Sandra was attracted to Tone’s outlook on life, his sexual prowess in the bedroom and the fact that he was a dreamer that went after what he believed in. As for Tone, he was attached to Sandra’s loyalty, honesty and the fact that she was a down ass bitch. With Sandra, he had been able to test the outer boundaries of sexuality, pushing her limits, yet there were no jealousy issues because of their openness and honesty with one another. Life for Tone was all about having a good time and Sandra was all for it.
Tone called Sandra at the office at around ten a.m. to plan their weekend. When she answered, she could barely contain the excitement in her voice. The firm had just made her partner and as the head of the company’s entertainment division she would be calling major shots. That meant green lighting projects and putting movies into production she had previously been eyeing. It also meant that she would be making a lot of more money.
“Baby, I can’t wait to see you. It’s been almost a week and I’m creaming to have your cock stuffed up my hungry pussy,” Sandra whined over the phone. Tone’s extended intervals away tended to get the pink rose between her legs pretty hard up for some action. She use to get so horny that she would sometimes find herself taking an extra long time in the shower, washing her pussy. Sometimes she’d ease a finger down through the soft, silky hair of her bush massaging her love mound pretending it was Tone's cock or tongue. She would push it down between the inner lips of her pussy and stroke her clit. While she found it fun to do, she knew it was still a far cry from the real thing.
“Love, I’m creaming for you too. My dick is oozing pre-cum just thinking about your sweet, tight pussy. I want your soft succulent breasts pressed up against my chest. I’m going to fuck you, make love to you and eat your pussy all weekend,” Tone ranted, sitting in the Jacuzzi tub soaking. Just thinking about being with Sandra made his dick hard as he played with it under the water.
“Ohhhh baby, you’re making me all wet. Listen,” Sandra put the phone down by her coochie, and let Tone hear her finger squishing around in her cunt. “I have some paperwork here I need to finish up, but I should be done by about six o’clock. Come by the office and we’ll kick off the weekend from here. You can play my big boss, Baby and give me some office discipline.”
Tone’s dick was as hard as steel, pushing up through the sudsy water of the Jacuzzi tub. He was tempted to bust one for release, but opted to save it for Sandra’s sweet pussy instead. They were going to be doing a lot of fucking over the weekend and he wanted to hose her down like a glazed donut. “I’ll be there around six, you little slut. I have just what you need to tame that hot ass.”
“Please come tame this cum slut’s hot lil’ ass, Daddy. I need what you have for me. I’ll see you at six. I love you.” Sandra was flush with desire as she hung up the phone. Looking over the paperwork on her desk it was hard for her to concentrate. Her pussy throbbed underneath her outfit. Tone's big, black cock was all she could think about it.
“I love you too.” Tone hung up the phone smiling to himself. Sandra was one hell of a woman and she was always hot, horny and ready to take some dick.
Washing up, he got out of the tub, checked his messages, hollered at DDH and the girls in Vegas, and then called Brianna to see how she was doing. The cook had left some grilled steaks and chicken breasts in the fridge, so he punished a sirloin, with sweet potatoes and washed it down with some juice before he took a nap.
The law firm where Sandra worked was located off of the Avenue of Stars in Century City on the eighteenth floor. It was about five fifteen when Tone arrived in the empty lobby. The building appeared to be nearly cleared out by the look of the underground parking lot. Fridays in L.A., everybody tried to beat the weekend traffic and get ready for the clubs. In a city where people worked hard, they also liked to party hard. From Hollywood, Santa Monica, Westwood, downtown, Pasadena, Beverly Hills to the Valley, you had every scene you could imagine jumping off. Everything ranging from salsa, hip hop, R& B to rave.
When the elevator doors opened on the eighteenth floor, Tone was surprised to see Sandra’s friend Vivian standing in front of him. She was wearing a sheer white blouse and her erect nipples strained against the delicate fabric. Her tight short skirt did little to conceal her round butt and the come fuck me heels accentuated her calves. She had a briefcase in one hand and a rose in the other and upon seeing Tone; she dropped both of them on the floor and jumped into his arms. Kissing him hard on the lips, she stuck her tongue in his mouth and wrestled with his tongue. Her breath tasted of champagne and Altoids.
“How have you been, Tone?” Vivian whined excitedly, squeezing the bulge in Tone’s slacks. “I’ve missed you. You’ve been so busy we haven’t had time to get together like we use to.”“I’ve been good, Vivian, just making a lot of moves and taking care of business,” Tone responded flirtatiously, palming her ass.
“Well I have some business that needs attending to.” Vivian picked her stuff up off the floor and grabbed Tone by the hand. She led him down the hall past the empty receptionist desk to a vacant office. “Sandra and I are the only ones working late tonight.”
“You know I’m suppose to meet with Sandra so that we can celebrate her promotion to partner,” Tone responded gauging Vivian's reaction.
“I know. She told me all about your little office romp and weekend you planned. She said that if I was still here when you showed up, I could have some of your ebony dick her treat. Initially I was thinking a threesome, but I need to have you all to myself.” She opened the door to the office then locked it behind them.
Tone grabbed her by the waist and stuck his tongue in her mouth savor
ing her champagne breath. Her petite tits felt soft against his chest through the thin material as he held her close. Working a hand up her skirt, he made a hole through her pantyhose and began playing with her wet pussy.
She could feel his dick on her belly and wasted no time unzipping his pants. She soon had his stiff hardon in her hand stroking its length.
He lifted her swiftly up onto the desk and spread her thighs, burying his face between her legs. Using his tongue, he explored the fleshy folds of her inner lips, past her wiry pubes feeding on her nectar. Finding her clitoris, he sucked, nibbled and licked her to climax. Again and again his tongue found the fire of her desire making her wiggle like a fish.
“Ohhh! Tone,” she cried as she experienced multiple climaxes. She tried to hold onto the side of the desk to brace herself. “You know how to make me feel, sooooo…..fuckkkkking…..goood.” Her pussy was still twitching as he stood up and grabbed her hips. He pulled her to the edge of the desk, and rubbed the tip of his black plum against her inviting lips.
“Stick it in me, Daddy! I need your big black cock in my white pussy,” Vivian begged.
Tone pants were around his ankles and he rubbed his shaft up and down her dripping slit before easing it in a few inches at a time. He laughed wickedly as she bucked and arched, trying to get him to penetrate her quickly. With his fat helmet wedged against her hole, he held her hips firmly with both hands and slid the tip in an inch. Then he pulled out watching her pussy lips stretch before engaging in another short thrust. She was wild with lust, begging for him to put it all the way in.
“Fuck me, fuck me! Oh God, I need you inside me!
Shove your big cock up my cunt now please!” Vivian pleaded. Her pussy actually suctioned his dick as an orgasm built up inside her.
Tone fucked her slowly at first, occasionally pulling his cock out of her wet cunt to stroke it over her clit. He kept shoving it in deeper, until his balls pressed against her ass, at which point he humped her hard. With fast, full strokes, he brought her to another wave of orgasms, just like she needed.
When Tone decided that she’d had enough, he stopped suddenly. With his strong hands he held her waist and with his cock still lodged deep inside her womb and suggested that he fill her ass with his nut.
“You want to feel my cock stuffed up your tight little ass?” Tone gritted, grinding his pelvis into her snatch.
“Yessss,” Vivian stammered at a loss for words. “Fill my ass up with your cum.”
Withdrawing his dick all the way out, her pussy made a popping sound like all the air had been sucked out of her coochie. Spitting on her rosebud, he then rubbed his saliva all over her hole and pushed his thumb up her rectum. Holding onto her calves, Vivian’s ass squirmed around on the sweaty desk top. She was panting and antsy, longing to get fucked up the ass by Tone’s perfect cock.
Tone pressed his plum against her anus and emitted a low growl as he slid his hard-on into her tight ass. He butt-fucked her like a bull, steady, with short jabs making her cum almost immediately. Vivian was overcome with a wave of orgasms that soon had juices running down the crack of her ass.
“Oh yes, fuck my ass! Fuck my ass good, Daddy! That’s it. Give it to me hard and deep. Fuck my ass and shoot your hot cum inside me while I squeeze your cock,” Vivian wailed rubbing her clit rapidly with her left hand. With her right hand she tweaked and pinched Tone's nipples while he swore and grunted. He had built up a massive orgasm and she could feel his balls tighten up as he came in her ass. The load was so massive it leaked out around his cock.
About three more minutes elapsed before he was done drilling her asshole. When finally he pulled out, white fluid dripped onto the desk. Vivian’s heels were nestled up next to her ass and semen continued to leak from her crinkled anus making a pool with the sweat on the mahogany surface. Her pubic hair was matted and wet and the room smelled strong of sex.
“Damn, Tone, I needed that,” Vivian breathed as her chest rose and lowered slowly. “When can I see you again?”
“Just call me, Vivian. I can always make time to fuck your sweet ass. Sex with you is always hot, but right now I need you to do me a favor.”
“What is it,” she stammered drunk off their sex.
“I need you to clean my dick off before I go see Sandra,”
Tone shook his juice covered cock at Vivian.
“Oh, Daddy, that would be my pleasure.” Vivian slid off the desk squishing around in the pool of cum and sweat beneath her ass. She got down on the floor in front of him and took his messy member in her mouth. Vivian sucked, slurped and bobbed on his penis until she had given him a thorough tongue bath. She licked it from the head down to his balls. She ran her lips loosely down his shaft, then pressed them together tightly on the way up as she deep throated him.
After about ten minutes of sucking, Vivian felt Tone’s cock start quiver between her lips which meant he was getting little to aroused. Not wanting to drain Sandra's treat, she simply stopped and slid it out of her mouth, pinching the tip. Looking up at him she smiled and told him he’d better save the next one for Sandra. Tone pulled up his pants and Vivian straightened herself up as best as she could. Her hair was disheveled and her clothes were in disorder when she emerged from the office which made her look even sexier. He kissed her on the lips and told her to call him before she stepped into the elevator. Vivian was one hot bitch and always a spirited fuck he thought to himself as he headed towards Sandra’s office. He would have to make a note to call her more often when time allowed. “There’s never enough hours in the day to fuck all this pussy!” he mumbled out loud before walking into Sandra’s office.
Chapter 22
When Sandra claimed that she loved Tone, she was sincere and meant it from the bottom of her heart. He provided guidance and constant reassurance to her, removing any doubt as to his loyalty. They were together in every way and she was able to give herself to him like she had never given herself to anybody else before, with no restraints.
It was five after six when Tone arrived at Sandra’s open office door. She was lounging on the tan leather Italian couch with her legs draped over the arm and a glass of champagne in her hand. Her dark blonde hair was hanging casually over her shoulders, partially covering her exposed, oversized tits. Her shaved, thick, tan legs sat open, displaying the thin line of her labia, which was clearly damp. Sandra was completely naked and appeared to be very relaxed from the drink.
“Did you see Vivian on your way in?” she slurred. She took another sip from her glass and let the champagne linger in her mouth. “I knew that little slut was going to intercept you before you made it to my office,” she said grinning.
Tone’s dick was already hard picturing the things he was going to do to her. She was getting into character and he played along with her setting the mood. He shut the door behind him and started stripping out of his clothes.
“Come here and let me smell your cock!” she slurred, motioning with her finger for him to approach her.
Tone walked naked across the plush carpet over to Sandra as she lay seductively on the couch. His pipe swung between his legs like an elephant trunk looking for peanuts. When he stopped in front of her, she grabbed his shaved, black balls and fondled them between her fingers. She admired his velvety skin while sniffing around his cock and groins
“Ummm, ummm, smells like that bitch’s pussy and ass all over your dick.” Sandra was now stroking Tone’s cock while she talked to him. “Tried to clean you up with her mouth, didn’t she? Dirty slut. I heard you when you arrived on the floor. I figured I’d let the whore have a little fun with you since I had you all to myself for the whole weekend.” She took another gulp of the champagne from her glass, and then dribbled the fluid from her mouth all over his erect cock.
Tone knew what she wanted and he was prepared to give it to her. “Bitch, quit your jaw jabbering and put this dick in your mouth,” he barked. Dominance for Tone was never about punishment or disrespect, but about
raw power. Totally owning that woman’s sexuality. Teaching her how to please for the sake of pleasing without any ego trips. Tone had helped Sandra untangle the snarl of doubt and the prudishness that had previously choked her sexually.
Sandra wasted no time putting his knob between her soft lips she tugged and sucked on his black sausage until Tone got bone hard. She loved being obedient. She swirled her tongue around the pink opening of his piss slit, then slipped down to her knees at his feet. She teased him by only moving the only the tip of his cock over her lips. She made strings with his pre-cum and her saliva stretch from his crown to her mouth. Then she drove down on his pole until his balls were against her chin, gripping his ass to keep her balance.
“Yeah, that’s it Sandra, suck this dick. Make it burp in your mouth,” Tone snarled.
Sandra had and intense desire to suck his cock. She got him going with her slow and steady pulls on his rod and her slurping noises. She coaxed his heavy balls with one hand and massaged his prostate with the other. After about twenty minutes of this, she felt his dick shudder in her mouth and she pulled back letting it erupt like a geyser into her mouth. As soon as the cum hit her tongue, she fell in love all over again. She couldn’t get enough of his milky, slippery, salty flavor. It really turned her on and she swallowed everything that pumped down her throat. She had to drink every drop, because that’s what Tone had taught her and she desperately needed his juice.
“Was that how you like it, Sir?” Sandra cooed. She let his cock slip from her mouth and wiped the cum and spit from around her mouth. She sucked each one of her fingers making a humming noise as she looked up at him. She liked it when Tone talked aggressive to her. The lust that she had for him was like a drug and highly addictive.
“That was good, you little whore, but I didn’t give you permission to speak. Put this dick back into your mouth and do what you do best.” Tone grabbed the back of her head and she felt his strong hand caressing her head as he guided her face back towards his big cock. Giving it a few licks, it twitched and pulsed in her hand, which sent goose bumps down her back. He pushed her head down until her lips were pressed up against his helmet then she slowly opened up and let the big bulb enter her mouth.