“What?” Henry said in shock, unable to believe what he had
just heard.
“What about it?” Janet said as she slid over the desk so
that she was now sitting on the edge next to Henry. “Ever fuck a
black girl before?”
“Young lady, I’m going to have to ask you to leave this
instant.” the still startled older man said, his defensive reflex
kicking in..
“Your mouth says one thing but that bulge in your pants says
something else.” Janet added in a seductive voice as she reached
down and placed the palm of her hand on his clothed covered cock.
The sudden pressure of her fingers against his most private
parts killed what ever words that had begun to form in his throat.
His mouth opened but he was struck mute.
“Don’t I have a beautiful mouth?” Janet asked as she
brought her face only a few inches from his. “Don’t you think it
would feel nice wrapped around that pretty hard cock?”
Henry was quickly loosing control. It was one thing to sit
there and fantasize about having sex with these girls, it was
something else to have one suddenly offer it to him. The sight of
her tongue gliding out from her mouth and across her bright red
lips was almost enough to send him across the edge.
“Is this your wife?” Janet asked as she picked up the
framed photo on the edge of the desk. “I’ll bet she doesn’t suck
your cock, does she? And I’m positive that she’s never let you
butt-fuck her.”
“Oh God, Oh God, Oh God!” Henry frantically thought as she
again applied pressure to his captive cock.
The pressure abruptly faded as Janet suddenly withdrew
her hand and grabbed both of her breasts, squeezing them hard.
Her thick nipples pressed though the thin material and long red
tipped fingers pressed against them.
“You like my tits, don’t you?” she asked as she bounced the
large jugs. “I bet you’d like to see them, wouldn’t you?”
Not even realizing he was doing it, Henry nodded his
acknowledgment. He was hooked. Parts of his mind called out for
him to flee, but an erotic paralysis held him in place.
“Well feast your eyes on these jewels.” Janet said
triumphantly as she grabbed the bottom on her tank top and pulled
it up and over her mammoth mounds. Freed of their restriction,
they bounced only inches from Henry’s face.
“Why don’t you take a little taste, honey pie.” she
commanded as she grabbed the back of his head and pressed the
long thick nipple into Henry’s willing mouth.
“Mmmm, not bad.” Janet cooed as she felt his tongue play
with her offering.
“Uh uh" He tried to respond, his words muffled by the
girlflesh.
“Suck it baby, suck on my tits.” she repeated.
Still holding the back of his head pressed tightly against her
breast, Janet reached down and undid his pants. Pulling down his
boxer shorts, she caused his hard cock to springs free into the
open air, bringing a much needed relief to Henry.
Running her long brown fingers up and down the length of his
full six inches, Janet pushed his face to her other breast. A wide
smile covered her face, party due to the ministrations of Henry’s
tongue, partly due to her satisfaction at Henry’s turning out to be
just one more man she could manipulate with her hot dark flesh.
“I’ll bet that skinny bitch who was here before me gave you
a hard on, didn’t she?” she said as she continued to stroke his
cock. “Did you picture her naked on your desk here, her legs
spread wide in invitation?”
Henry by now was totally under the ebony girl’s erotic
control. She had reached into his very soul and plucked forth his
deepest fantasies. He had never discussed them with anyone, least
of all his wife. Janet was quite correct when she doubted his
wife’s interest in either oral or anal sex. Their twice monthly foray
into the monotony of the missionary position was all that she would
sanction. He was so much under her spell that even if Mrs. Carvey
were to suddenly reappear, he’d be unable to resist the siren’s call.
Janet abruptly pulled Henry’s face away from her chocolate
ambrosia and replaced her wet nipples with her equally moist lips.
She forced her tongue between his lips, filling his mouth with the
heat of her passion.
Janet could also feel the heat of his own lust in the base of
the hard cock she now cradled in her hand. A tight experienced
grip held what she knew would be a torrid of hot cum in check.
Again she offered her large mounds to him and just as
eagerly as before the 44 year old accepted them.
For long minutes, Henry devoured Janet's breasts, covering
them with kisses. His shirt and tie had been undone in the tryst
that followed as Janet stoked the hairs of his flabby chest. She
also continued her hold on his cock, letting it grow just soft enough
so that he was no longer in danger of shooting too soon.
"Lean back lover," Janet said as she eased him back onto
the chair. "Mama's gonna make you feel real nice."
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