HURRICANE IKE

Helping those escaping the wrath of Hurricane Ike 
seemed like a noble cause when I became involved with 
my church assisting the victims. We were providing food 
and beds for men women and children in the family life 
center of the church. It was a tiring but an enjoyable 
task. On the second night we had filled up our beds and 
had called the local hurricane coordination center and 
informed them we were out of beds. 

It was late at night and I was ready to go home when 
this young black man came in and said he needed 
shelter. I looked him over and saw that he was one damn 
good specimen of the human male, muscular, not too tall 
but not short, firm jaw and a teasing smile, with 
dancing eyes. 

I don't know how to describe it any better, but it was 
one of those times when a female sees a male and 
immediately gets weak knees. I am telling you he had 
that affect on this older white married woman. I could 
see that he was taking me in from head to foot. I was 
wondering if I had the same affect on him.

The shelter director informed him that we were out of 
beds and if he wanted to stay, he would have to use a 
blanket and sleep on the floor. He smiled, thanked her, 
and agreed to do so. 

I do not know what possessed me but I blurted out, "Oh 
I have an extra bedroom and can take him in."

He walked to me and said, "Hi, My name is Ike." I 
responded and told him my name was Brenda.

Actually my husband was working overseas at this time 
and had been gone for a month on a 6 month contract 
with a defense contractor.  I was not sure I had made a 
good decision under the circumstances. It really had 
not set in on me until we were in our cars headed to my 
house. I kept glancing in the rear view mirror to be 
sure that Ike was still able to keep up with me as my 
mind was racing like mad. What have I done! I thought. 

My mind flipped and I let my subconscious take control 
of my normally rational evaluation of situations. Here 
I am inviting a sexy young black man into my house 
while my husband is gone and I do not even know 
anything about Ike. Oh well what is done is done. 

I drove into the garage, lowered the door and stepped 
out the side and motioned to Ike to come in the side 
door with me. We walked through the kitchen into the 
family room where I sat down on the couch, threw off my 
shoes and said to Ike, "Have a seat. I hope you do not 
mind if I rest my feet as I have been on them all day 
and they need some rest." 

"Oh I understand. Maybe I can use the time to get my 
stuff out of the car if you will tell me where my room 
is." I told him it was the one on the left down the 
hall and that mine was the one on the right. 

Ike got settled in his room then returned to the family 
room where I still had my feet up on the couch as I 
sort of reclined on one of the arm rests. Ike reached 
down and lifted my feet and sat beneath them and 
started a massage. I was a bit startled at first. Ike 
looked at me and said, "I hope it is OK. I figured the 
least I can do is give your feet some relief." 

I giggled and relaxed as Ike continues the massage. I 
closed my eyes and let my mind do some wandering. I was 
deep in thought of how nice it would be if Ike would 
wake me up in the morning with a massage between my 
thighs. "OHHHH stop it now, Brenda, you are a married 
white woman, it isn't good to think this way."

I barely opened my eyes and looked at Ike. I could see 
that some beads of sweat were popping out on his 
forehead, hummmmmmm I thought, wonder what is getting 
him so heated up, hehe! 

I also noted that he seemed to be preoccupied with 
looking up my long shapely legs. My skirt had managed 
to slip up pretty high on my thighs and I was not about 
to pull my skirt down. I wanted him to enjoy my white 
thighs. 

Guess I should describe myself some. I am 5 ft 9 inches 
tall, dark hair and eyes, nice round bottom that swings 
when I walk, I have a full bush that is very dark, 
thick and curly. My breasts are c-cup size.

I shut my eyes and sort of wiggled some moving one of 
my feet in a position in Ike's lap to note that his 
black cock was getting firm. I sort of sighed and 
relaxed and encouraged Ike with some works like, "Hmm, 
that feels so good Ike." Hummm and breathed a sign or 
two, "ummmmm."

"Ike I guess all good things have to come to an end 
sometime. I think it is my bedtime and there is only 
one bathroom so why don't you go first to get your 
shower." 

"OK Brenda, I am off to the shower." 

I lay on the couch until I heard Ike go into his 
bedroom. I then went to my room and put on a robe and 
headed for the shower. After my shower, as I passed 
Ike's bedroom door, I noticed it was open and the 
moonlight lit the room. Ike was lying in the bed naked. 
I stopped as I saw his long hard cock standing up as if 
for inspection. 

Well, if it was seeking my approval, I was ready to 
give it my highest rating. Gee it was long hard black 
and so damn sexy looking. I stood starring at it when 
suddenly I noticed that Ike was looking at me with a 
grim on his face. I abruptly moved to my room and 
closed the door as I almost passed out with the 
excitement of what I had just seen. 

I didn't know what to do. Before this happened, I 
thought I would like to have him but now that I had 
seen this manly specimen of a cock, I knew that I 
wanted it between my legs, punching deep inside me. I 
put my hand down between my legs and felt my wet pussy 
as it shivered in anticipation knowing that there was a 
hot cock just a few feet away that my white pussy 
needed. My husband had been gone over a month and his 
wife was getting horny in his absence.

How would I do this? What should I do? Should I wait to 
see if Ike would knock on my door to ask me some off 
the wall question? I wrapped my fingers around my clit 
and gently massaged it making my heat rise higher and 
higher. My mind was now unable to function as it kept 
telling me to fuck that black stud. Don't worry about 
being married, just do what any white woman would do 
when she sees a hard black cock ready to fuck her. 

I knew it was no use. My sexual desires had risen to 
take control of my body and mind as I got out of bed, 
walked to the next room, pushed the door open, walked 
to Ike's bed and looked at his jet black body laying on 
the white sheets. His manhood was still standing tall.  

In a low manly voice, Ike said, "Come on Momma, Yo 
Daddy needs you." 

I just melted at his words and knew that I was now for 
the moment, I would be his as I moved onto the bed. I 
went into his arms as we kissed like two horny high 
school teens after the Senior Prom. I soon trailed 
kisses down his black body, rubbing my face on his 
kinky chest hair and nibbling his nipples. I moved on 
down as I felt his ball sack knowing they were filled 
with black baby seed ready to be planted in my garden. 
I licked the clear nectar from the head of his black 
cock and circled it with my tongue as he moaned with 
delight. His cock stiffened with each lick. I took his 
cock into my mouth as he gently and slowly pushed into 
my mouth. 

I could hear him breathing hard and moaning deeply in 
his throat delighting in passion. I then moved my woman 
hood above him and straddled his head as he sniffed his 
hot bitch and started licking my clear nectar.  I felt 
his tongue take control of my now swollen clit and 
nibbled sending shivers all over my body. We continued 
this for a few minutes until we both were about to 
loose control. 

Ike pushed me over and took control as I opened my 
thighs to welcome my horny black stud. He entered me 
and slowly pushed until I felt the head of his cock 
push against the mouth of my womb as if to open it up 
so that he could plant his seed. 

Ike started thrusting as I gasped at the thickness and 
depth as his cock started giving my white pussy what it 
had been waiting for. I dug my nails into his back, as 
he put his hands under my white butt and pulled me 
tight. I knew he was getting ready to ride hard and 
fast. I wrapped my arms tighter and held on, as each 
thrust grew harder and faster and deeper. I was gasping 
with each thrust and thrusting back with thrusts of my 
own. I was now breathing as hard as Ike and we both 
were wringing wet with sweat. 

I started verbalizing like never before. "Fuck me, you 
fucking black stud. Fuck you white Momma! Damn you! 
Give me all you have! Oh Daddy! Empty those black balls 
in my white pussy! I'm yo Momma!" His black balls were 
now pounding on my white ass like wrecking balls. 

Ike started his own verbalization, "Uuhhhhh fuck! 
Uhhhh!" as he grunted with each thrust. "Yo me, white 
bitch! Yo me, white Momma! I'm fucking yo white ass! 
I'm gonna empty my balls in yo ass!"

I soon screamed out as I dug my nails in his back, "Yo 
Momma is gonna cumm! Cum in yo Momma. Make me cum 
Daddy." Ike then thrust hard and deep as his cock 
started throbbing. I felt each shot of black cum then I 
started shaking all over as I entered my orgasm, my 
vagina started contracting pulling the last drop of his 
black seed and pulling the sperm deep inside my white 
womb. I then went still for a moment then collapsed as 
Ike stopped thrusting and lay on top of his fresh 
fucked bitch, letting the last drop of black sperm 
drain from his black balls. I held onto my black stud 
as I lay there relaxing and thinking of the pleasure we 
had just had. 

I whispered to Ike, "Just think, Hurricane Ike did 
this."

"Yea guess you could say two Ikes did this," and 
chuckled. 

I replied, "Yes, and I feel like I have had two Ike's 
tonight," as I giggled. 

I moved over and lay beside me as we drifted off into 
sleep. I awoke the next morning and was confused at 
first as to where I was and who I was in bed with. I 
soon remembered and felt down between my legs and the 
pubic hair that was now matted with dried black sperm. 
I looked over at Ike and his deflated black cock that 
had been so grand and gorgeous the night before.

I knew that it had been well taken care of by me and 
was sure I it would be eager to rise up to the occasion 
once again when tempted. I gently kissed my black toy 
and as I did, I felt a tingle down between my thighs. 
Calm down now Brenda! I thought.

I decided to get up and fix Ike a good breakfast as I 
suspected he was going to need it before the morning 
was over. I knew that my white pussy was ready to get 
some more of that good black cock. 

I heard Ike coming into the kitchen so I met him at the 
table with a cup of coffee and a kiss, "Good morning, 
my black lover. Did you enjoy you first night in my 
house"? 

He reached under my housecoat and cupped his hand on my 
hairy fir bun, and said, "This is mine now baby. I have 
staked my claim." 

"OHHHHH and this is mine Daddy," as I grasp his black 
cock and gave it a gently squeeze.

We both laughed as we looked at each other. 

I was now thinking of what the next night would be 
like. Sexxxxxxxxx and a lot of it.