EXTRA SERVICE

Aku bekerja sebagai jurujual di sebuah kedai kosmetik. Kedai tersebut dimiliki oleh seorang cina bernama Puan Wong. Puan Wong menyewa satu lot kedai dua tingkat. Di bahagian bawah di jadikan kedai sementara bahagian atas dijadikan stor menyimpan barang-barang kosmetik. Salah satu bilik di bahagian atas dijadikan bilik rehat Puan Wong. Bilik tersebut dilengkapi dengan katil dan peralatan bilik tidur. Pada waktu rehat tengah hari Puan Wong akan tidur sebentar di bilik itu.

Sejak tiga bulan kebelakangan ini Puan Wong jarang ke kedai. Dari percakapan kawan-kawan aku mendapat tahu bahawa Puan Wong terpaksa dimasukkan ke wad hospital kerana mengidap barah rahim.

Sekali sekala En. Wong akan datang melihat perkembangan kedai. En. Wong yang tinggi lampai dan berumur 35 tahun itu memang baik orangnya. Selalunya En. Wong akan membawa buah tangan bila datang melawat ke kedai tempat kami bekerja. Ada lima orang semuanya yang bekerja di kedai Puan Wong. Aku yang paling muda antara pekerja tersebut. Dan kata kawan-kawanku, aku yang paling cantik.

Tengah hari itu En. Wong datang ke kedai. Dia menghampiriku dan ada hal penting katanya. Aku diajak naik ke tingkat atas untuk perbincangan. Aku menurut permintaan En. Wong dan mengekorinya naik ke tingkat atas. Sebagai pekerja yang baik mana mungkin aku membantah kehendak majikan.

En. Wong membuka pintu bilik yang biasanya tempat Puan Wong berehat di tengah hari. Dia memetik suis lampu dan memasang air-con. Bilik tersebut agak luas dan ada katil king size bertilam tebal dan bercadar cantik. En. Wong duduk di pinggir katil, aku hanya berdiri di muka pintu.

“Masuklah Yana, I nak minta tolong you,” ujar En. Wong.

“Pertolongan macam mana tu En. Wong,” kataku.

“Yana nampak sampul tu. Dalamnya ada cek lima ratus ringgit.”

“Nampak.” Aku melihat satu sampul sederhana besar warna kuning.

“Yana tahu Puan Wong ada di hospital. Sudah tiga bulan saya tak tidur dengannya.”

“Jadi apa saya perlu buat, En. Wong.” Kataku tak faham maksud En. Wong.

“Saya dah tak boleh tahan. Boleh ke I nak tengok Yana bogel?”

Aku tersentak dengan permintaan En. Wong. Belum pernah orang lelaki tengok aku telanjang. Merah mukaku atas permintaan En. Wong itu. Jiwaku berperang. Kalau telanjang dapat RM500. Boleh buat modal beli handphone baru. Aku memang teringin untuk memiliki handphone Sony Ericsson model baru. Model walkman warna merah.

“Saya takut En. Wong. Saya masih dara, masih virgin.”

“I bukan nak kacau you. I tak sentuh you. I nak tengok saja.”

“En. Wong kena janji.” Kataku sambil membayangkan handphone baru.

“Okey, okey, I janji. Sekarang you masuk dan tutup pintu.”

Aku ragu-ragu dengan tindakanku. Aku masuk ke dalam bilik selepas menutup dan mengunci pintu. Aku pun hairan bagaimana aku boleh berani seperti itu. Jarakku dengan En. Wong lebih kurang satu setengah meter.

“You nak buka sendiri atau perlu I bantu,” tanya En. Wong.

“Tak apa, saya buka sendiri.”

Satu persatu aku membuka jeket, baju, kasut dan slack yang kupakai. Sekarang hanya tinggal baju dalam dan seluar warna krim yang melekat di tubuhku. Bila aku lihat En. Wong merenungku seperti memberi isyarat agar aku melepaskan semua pakaian yang masih melekat di tubuhku. Aku buka cangkok bra dan aku lepaskan. Buah dadaku terdedah. Aku lurutkan seluar dalamku dan kemaluanku yang berbulu pendek dan jarang-jarang terdedah.

“Cantik tubuh Yana,” En. Wong bersuara memujiku.

Mata En. Wong melotot ke arahku. Buah dada dan kemaluanku menjadi tumpuannya. En. Wong berdiri mendekatiku. Seluar dan baju yang dipakainya dilepaskan satu persatu. Seluar dalamnya pun dilurut ke kaki. Terpacak di hadapanku batang pelir En. Wong. En. Wong memegang batang butuhnya dan mula melancap. Kelihatan kepala merah terkeluar dari kulit kulup bila digerakkan tangannya maju mundur.

Aku terpaku. Pertama kali aku melihat kemaluan lelaki secara live dalam jarak yang sungguh dekat. Ada perasaan malu dan ada juga perasaan takut. Bimbang juga jika En. Wong hilang pertimbangan dan merogolku. Tapi duit lima ratus ringgit yang dijanjikan En. Wong tak mampu aku tolak. Handphone baru terbayang-bayang di mindaku.

En. Wong melajukan lancapannya. Batang pelir warna coklat muda berkepala merah itu sungguh keras. Terpacak mengarah ke arahku. Aku hanya memerhati tingkah En. Wong. Sementara itu aku teruja juga bila melihat kemaluan lelaki dewasa. Nafsuku tanpa dapat ditahan bangkit juga melihat lelaki dewasa telanjang bulat di hadapanku. Terasa kemaluanku mengemut, mula-mula perlahan dan makin lama makin laju kemutannya. Dan terasa seperti ada cairan panas mengalir keluar dari lubang kemaluanku.

“Minta seluar dalam Yana,” kedengaran suara En. Wong bergetar.

“Untuk apa En. Wong.”

“Saya nak cium.”

Dengan perasaan malu aku mengambil seluar dalam warna krim yang tergeletak atas katil. Aku capai dan menyerahkan kepada En. Wong. Dengan pantas En. Wong menyambutnya dengan tangan kanan dan sepantas itu juga dia membawanya ke hidungnya. Dicium dan dihidu seluar dalamku. Tangan kirinya masih melancap batang pelirnya yang makin mengeras.

“Sedap baunya, Yana. Saya suka bau burit Yana.” Kata En. Wong tanpa segan silu.

Aku geram juga melihat batang pelir En. Wong. Gerakan tangan En. Wong melancap butuhnya itu nampak menarik. Bila kepala merah itu mengembang bulat dan berkilat kelihatan sungguh cantik. Aku teringin menyetuhnya. Aku ingin merasa enaknya batang perlir berada dalam genggamanku.

“Boleh saya bantu En. Wong?” kataku.

“Boleh, boleh,” jawab En. Wong bersetuju.

Aku kasihan melihat En. Wong. Aku mendekatinya dan aku memegang batang pelir yang tidaklah besar sangat. Mungkin dalam ukuran enam inci. Aku lancap batang kulupnya itu. Hangat terasa tapak tanganku bila batang kenyal itu berada dalam genggamanku. Aku lurut dan lancap. Perlahan dan kemudian makin laju.

“Sedap Yana. Tangan Yana sungguh lembut.”

Terdengar suara erangan keluar dari mulut En. Wong. Bergetar paha dan badannya. Matanya terpejam bila aku lancap batang pelirnya makin laju. Seronok juga melihat kepala merah sekejap nampak sekejap hilang di balik kulup.

Hampir lima minit aku melancapnya. Badan En. Wong makin bergetar. Suara berdesis keluar dari mulutnya. Matanya terpejam menikmati kelazatan batang pelirnya aku lancap. Akhirnya badan En. Wong seperti terhoyong-hoyong. En. Wong mendengus kuat dan aku dapat merasai batang pelirnya makin mengeras dan berdenyut-denyut. Dan sepantas kilat cairan putih pekat memancut keluar dari muncung kemaluan En. Wong. Enam das En. Wong menembakkan cairan maninya.

Aku terpegun melihat cairan putih memancut laju. Jauh juga pancutan En. Wong. Mungkin dua meter jaraknya. Sebahagian cairan pekat itu membasahi kepala dan batang pelir En. Wong. Tanganku juga dipaliti dengan lendir putih itu. Aku mencium cairan lendir itu. Baunya agak hanyir tapi menarik.

En. Wong terduduk keletihan di atas katil. Aku melihat kemaluannya mula mengendur dan mengecil. Kepala merah tidak lagi kelihatan. Kepala bulat yang bentuknya seperti kudup cendawan menghilang ke dalam sarung kulup.

“Terima kasih Yana. Lain kali saya tambah jika Yana mau hisap.” Kata En. Wong.

Aku hanya mendengar tanpa memberi sebarang reaksi. Aku mencapai pakaianku dan mengenakannya semula. Ghairahku masih menyala. Aku keluar meninggalkan En. Wong selepas mengambil sampul berisi wang lima ratus ringgit. En. Wong tersenyum puas dan aku membalas senyumannya penuh ghairah.

Ahh.. mudahnya mendapat duit. Aku rasa tak rugi melayan En. Wong. Jika dia meminta aku menghisap batang kulupnya itu lain kali aku tidak akan membantah. Asal saja sampulnya makin tebal dengan RM.

“Terima kasih Yana. Lain kali saya tambah jika Yana mau hisap.” Kata En. Wong.

Kata-kata itu terngiang-ngiang di telingaku. Seperti baru sebentar tadi kata-kata itu aku dengar diucap oleh En. Wong. Ucapan itu cukup jelas sungguhpun En. Wong menuturnya agak perlahan. Patah demi patah kata-kata yang keluar dari mulut En. Wong seperti menghantui diriku.

Jiwaku berperang. Bayangan cek lima ratus ringgit bermain-main di mindaku. Buka pakain dan melancap diberi ganjaran lima ratus, kalau membuka pakaian dan mengisap batang pelirnya, agaknya berapa yang akan aku terima. Aku berkira-kira dalam otakku. Mungkinkah aku akan menerima satu ribu. Banyak jumlah tu, aku tersenyum sendirian.

Dua hari selepas kejadian pertama, En. Wong datang semula ke kedai. Petang itu pelanggan tidak ramai, hanya dua orang saja yang sedang berurusan dan dilayan oleh dua orang kawanku. Aku yang sedang mengemas penyata akaun dihampiri oleh En. Wong.

“Hello Yana, apa khabar?”

“Khabar baik En. Wong. Boss nampak ceria saja hari ni.” Jawabku sambil senyum.

“Macam mana, Yana setuju permintaan saya?” En. Wong berbisik ke telingaku.

“Sekarang ke boss?” tanyaku.

“Sekarang le, I dah tak tahan. Jom ke atas.” En. Wong mengajakku sambil menepuk tanganku lembut.

En. Wong bergerak menuju ke tangga dan menapak anak tangga naik ke tingkat atas. Aku memerhati dengan ekor mata langkah-langkah En. Wong. Beberapa minit kemudian aku mengekori En. Wong. Terbayang beberapa ratus ringgit akan mengisi beg tanganku.

“Jenny, I ke atas. Boss panggil I,” pesanku kepada Jenny kawan sekerjaku.

“Okey,” Jenny menjawab sepatah sambil mengangkat ibu jari ke arahku.

Aku menapak satu demi satu anak tangga menuju ke tingkat atas. Aku tahu ke mana aku harus tuju. Baru dua hari lepas aku ke bilik tersebut. Akupun arif tujuan aku ke situ. Fokusku ialah handset baru. Makin cepat aku ke bilik itu makin cepat juga aku akan memiliki handset idamanku.

Aku merapati pintu bilik dan membukanya. Di dalam bilik yang cerah itu kelihatan En. Wong sedang duduk di atas katil dalam keadaan telanjang bulat. Aku sedikit terperanjat melihat tindakan pantas En. Wong itu. Tapi bila aku berfikir sememang itulah matlamat kami berdua. Buat apa berlengah-lengah lagi. Bagi En. Wong yang sudah lama tak bersama isteri kerana Puan Wong berada di hospital tentunya ghairahnya sudah berada di ubun-ubun.

“Eh! Boss dah ready ke?” Tanyaku sedikit terkejut.

“Saya dah tak boleh tunggu lama-lama... dah tak tahan.”

“Sabar boss saya buka baju saya. Ingat boss, perjanjian kita. Hisap saja tau?”

“Okey, okey... saya ingat.”

Aku membuka satu persatu pakaian yang melekat di badanku. Hingga akhirnya aku berdiri telanjang bulat di hadapan En. Wong yang sedang duduk di katil. Aku sengaja membuka sedikit pahaku memperlihatkan kemaluanku bagi merangsang nafsu En. Wong.

Rasanya En. Wong sudah tak sabar. Ditariknya aku rapat kepadanya. Hidungnya betul-betul di hadapan kemaluanku.

"Cantik burit Yana. Warnanya merah muda dengan baunya yang semerbak. Oh..., sungguh mempesona. Bagaikan sekuntum mawar merah yang tengah merekah di pagi hari. Pasti Yana merawatnya dengan baik. Burit tercantik yang pernah saya lihat.” Sempat pula lelaki cina itu bermadah.

Aku terpegun dengan kata-kata indah En. Wong. Memang aku tahu En. Wong fasih berbahasa melayu tetapi lengkap dengan madahnya sekali sewaktu menghadap kemaluan wanita amat menimbulkan kehairanan. Mungkin En. Wong rajin membaca novel melayu. Ahh.. tak kisahlah semua itu.

Perlahan-lahan lelaki itu menjulurkan lidahnya dan meraba permukaan kelentitku. Terasa kasar dan hangat. Tapi nikmat! Bibir-bibir kemaluanku yang sepasang itu dicium dan dijilat. Selesa saja hidungnya meneroka lurah keramat pusaka nenek moyang.

“Baunya harum, geram saya.”

Baunya yang harum? Aku tak pasti. Bagiku bau kemaluanku bukan harum, biasa saja bau khas kemaluan perempuan. Tapi tak tahulah kalau bau ini disukai lelaki. Tapi yang pasti kebersihan dan kesihatan alat kelaminku menjadi keutamaan. Aku sentiasa cuci dengan feminine wash agar kemaluanku yang sentiasa lembab itu bersih dan segar.

En. Wong terus menerkam buritku yang tembam. Sudah lama dia tidak melihat burit perempuan agaknya. Buritku yang terbelah merah di hadapannya benar-benar memukau perasaan En. Wong. Dia menghidu bulu-bulu halus di tundun yang membukit. Hidungnya kemudian bergerak ke bawah ke lurah yang sedang merekah lembab. Bau buritku disedut dalam-dalam. Aroma khas kemaluan wanita dihidu, nafasnya ditarik dalam-dalam. Rasanya En. Wong menyaukai bau burit perempuan melayu.

Puas menghidu En. Wong terus menjilat dan menghulurkan lidahnya ke dalam lubang buritku. Sungguh sedap dan geli bila lidah kasarnya berlegar-legar membelai bibir lembut dan menari-nari di kelentitku yang sejak dari awalnya sudah membengkak.

“Boss, sedapnya...”, Aku mendesah di telinga En. Wong.

“Yana, I dah tak tahan. Yana hisap penis I,” En. Wong merayu.

“Okey, sekarang boss berdiri biar saya yang duduk.”

En. Wong berdiri di hadapanku. Batang pelirnya sudah terpacak keras beberapa inci sahaja di hadapanku. Agak besar juga kemaluan suami majikanku ini. Warna batangnya coklat muda, kepalanya kelihatan mengintip di sebalik kelongsong kulup. Biasalah pelir lelaki cina tak bersunat. Kelihatan agak cantik dan cute. Kepalanya yang berwarna merah yang sedikit keluar dari kulit penutupnya amat menarik. Lubang kencing di hujung kepala seperti satu garisan dari atas ke bawah seolah-olah sedang tersenyum kepadaku. Seperti tak sabar rasanya ingin mengucup kepala merah yang sedang tersenyum itu.

Aku membelek batang butuh En. Wong. Kepala pelir En. Wong sungguh merah, macam disapu gincu. Kata kawanku kepala pelir tak bersunat ada cheese di sebalik kulit kulup. Aku ingin memastikan kebenaran kata-kata kawanku itu. Bila kutolak kulit kulup ke pangkal, kepala pelir En. Wong kelihatan merah bercahaya, macam buah cherry. Kepala merah itu kelihatan segar dan sungguh bersih. Kepala bulat itu sungguh licin dan lembab. Dan yang membuat aku menjadi gila ialah aromanya yang amat merangsang diriku.

Aku cuba membangkitkan keghairahan En. Wong. Aku cium puas-puas kepala merah tersebut. Aku jilat kepala merah dengan hujung lidahku. Kemudian aku masukkan ke dalam mulutku dan aku kulum. Aku kulum dan hisap hingga berdecit-decit bunyinya. Aku terangsang habis dan aku dapat merasakan air hangat telah membanjiri permukaan kemaluanku. Aku kulum berlama-lama batang butuh boss cina. Akhirnya terasa cairan masin mula keluar dari hujung kepala pelir En. Wong.

Akhirnya aku jilat dan kulum berlama-lama batang pelir En. Wong yang hangat berdenyut-denyut. Aku sengaja meloceh kepala merah itu supaya kepala yang sensitif itu akan terasa nikmat bila lidahku yang kasar membelainya. Lama lidahku menari-nari di kepala licin hingga ke takoknya. Aku sedut kuat-kuat hingga terasa paha En. Wong bergetar.

Hanya beberapa minit saja aku membelai kulupnya itu, En. Wong mula menggeletar dan menggigil. Terasa batangnya makin keras di dalam mulutku.

“Yana... I dah nak keluar. I tak tahan.” Suara En. Wong bergetar.

Aku melepaskan kulumanku. Aku melancap kulup En. Wong dan sesaat kemudian cairan pekat warna putih memancut laju ke mukaku. Aku sengaja membiarkan pipiku dibasahi mani En. Wong. Sebahagian cairan yang agak hanyir itu aku jilat dan aku telan.

En. Wong keletihan. Dia membarigkan tubuhnya ke atas katil. Matanya aku lihat terpejam rapat. Aku memegang batang pelirnya yang mula mengendur dan aku jilat batangnya yang lembab hingga licin. Kepala merah buah cherry kembali bersembunyi ke dalam sarung kulup.

“Yana, lain kali kita buat seks.” En. Wong bersuara perlahan.

“Berapa En. Wong nak bayar?” aku bertanya.

“Satu ribu.”

“Sikit sangat En. Wong, saya masih virgin.”

“Okey, lima ribu.”

“Nanti saya fikirkan.”

Aku kembali mengenakan pakaianku. Aku memperbaiki solekanku dan membetulkan pakaianku di hadapan cermin di meja solek. Aku mengambil sampul di atas meja dan aku keluar meninggalkan En. Wong terbaring keletihan.

Lima ribu ringgit... boleh aku membuat bayaran deposit Perodua Viva. Aku tersenyum sendiri...

ESCORT SERVICE

My lust had been simmering for weeks. Thoughts of cock
 kept invading my mind at all hours of the day, dis-
 tracting me, making my mind wander...

 Although I had been a faithful wife and mother, these
 thoughts lead to urges that I no longer could ignore.
 Every man I passed on the street or worked with in the
 office became simply cock.  Bananas, cucumbers, hot
 dogs, bottles, anything long, thick and fat... all were
 cock.  My mouth watered at ads in the newspaper for
 men's underwear, as I stared at their nicely rounded
 packages.  My pussy moistened at the mere thought of
 dragging those briefs down and filling my mouth with
 their thick meat.

 I tried to satisfy my lust with my husband.  Each night
 I'd find new tricks....all kinds of variations of fuck-
 ing and sucking him, but my mind still drifted to big-
 ger cocks.  Cocks that would stretch my mouth and pussy
 to their limits, that would make me cry out and moan
 and scream in lust.

 Finally, I knew I had to do something about this
 delicious torture I was going through.  After much
 thought, I looked into escort services, visiting a
 dozen in a neighboring city.  I made sure I selected
 only the classiest of them, ones with clients who
 expect the best, and who are discrete.  Hoping to
 reduce the odds of finding a man with a cock that
 would own me, I put on my application that I preferred
 to escort black men exclusively.

 A week later I got a call at work from Prestige
 Escorts.  The woman explained that they'd been given
 a request for an escort who would entertain a young
 black man who was coming to the city to try out for
 the university's basketball team.  He was kind of shy,
 and not accustomed to citylife, and the request was
 for an older woman he could be comfortable with.  The
 escort would include dinner and sightseeing, with the
 intent to show him how nice it would be to go to
 school there.  Was I interested?

 My hands were shaking!  I said I was, and asked for a
 little more information.  I was told he was 18 from
 Georgia, 6'8" tall, well-mannered and somewhat shy.
 Prestige would arrange for a limousine for Friday
 evening.  All I had to do was drive to the city.

 My pussy stayed wet for the next two days as I con-
 templated my date. A young black man!  6'8" tall!  I
 licked my lips as I thought of standing next to him...
 my mouth even with his cock....a cock I dreamed would
 be a real jaw breaker....a real pussy stuffer. At work
 I excused myself frequently to go to the ladies room
 and stroke my aching clit when images of feeding on
 his meat filled me, bringing myself to draining
 orgasms.

 After what seemed like an eternity, the night came.  I
 told my husband I had to go out of town suddenly, and
 that I'd return Sunday.  I'd already packed my bags,
 and left from work, arriving at my hotel with an hour
 to spare.  I quickly showered and shaved my legs...and
 after a few moments of debate, decided to trim my bush
 very close, so only a hint of hair was left.  I had to
 restrain myself from playing with my overheated pussy
 as I trimmed, knowing it would be better later when I
 went wild all over my black fuck toy.  

 I purposely went light on cosmetics.  I didn't want
 him to think I was a whore, although I hoped to be his
 private slut in a few hours.  I put a light pink glossy
 lipstick on, just enough for him to notice.  I wanted
 him to focus on the lips he would be prying apart.  I
 then perfumed with Vanilla Musk...my neck, my wrists,
 between my breasts, the insides of my thighs, my ass
 cheeks.  Next, I put on a wispy black lace bra and
 matching panties, and finally the thigh-high pantyhose
 I purchased in honor of the occasion.

 The dress I selected was a long, black silk, slit up
 one side to just above my knee.  I always got great
 compliments from men when I wore it, and tonight I
 craved more than compliments!  Dignified three inch
 black heels finished my look.  I added a single small
 string of pearls around my neck, and diamond earrings.
 The reflection in the mirror was very flattering.  I
 looked like a nice, warm, comforting woman....who
 couldn't wait to eat her fill of black cockmeat.

 The front desk called, notifying me the limo had
 arrived.  After a last look in the mirror, and a deep
 breath, I grabbed my purse and headed for the door.
 At the last minute I stopped and shimmied out of the
 panties, already wet with my juices, and flung them on
 the bed.

 My pussy got a little jolt when the driver opened the
 door to the limo for me (after giving me a very slow
 once-over), and I laid eyes on my date.  Alan intro-
 duced himself, and shook my hand, and he was obviously
 shocked to see an attractive, older white woman.  I sat
 across from him in the big back seat area, smiling all
 the time, and we made small talk as my mind tried hard
 to concentrate on his words.

 He was young and attractive, but I was more interested
 in what he had for me between his legs.  He was wearing
 pleated dockers that were kind of baggy, so I couldn't
 get a very good idea of his package.  

 We arrived at a nice restaurant, were seated, and had
 a nice dinner. I made sure to order a couple of good
 bottles of wine, over Al's blushing protests that he
 was too young, and had never had any before.

 By desert, I'd stared the conversation around to his
 romantic life, and he blushed again when he said he'd
 never had a real girlfriend before, because of the time
 he spent practicing basketball, and keeping up with his
 studies.  A fresh flood of juice wetted my pussy as I
 thought of how nice it would be to show this young man
 what a woman's holes are for.

 After dinner I told Al that I'd forgotten something
 back at the hotel. I asked the driver to take us back,
 and I again sat across from him, this time being much
 less modest about crossing my legs.  Al was really
 happy now, feeling more comfortable, and the wine had
 him loosening up quite a bit.  I watched him sneaking
 glances at my legs, and I made sure he saw plenty of
 thigh.  Every time we laughed, I leaned over and
 touched his thigh, letting my hand linger and press
 just a little bit longer, and I told him each time how
 much fun he was.  By the time we reached the hotel, I'd
 moved next to him, my dress draped to expose my thighs
 above the tops of my nylons.  The scent of my drenched
 pussy mingled in the air with my perfume, intoxicating
 Al all the more.

 We walked together through the lobby to my room, get-
 ting long stares from everyone, this little white woman
 with this very tall black man. I could imagine what
 they were thinking...obviously a whore, paid to service
 this guy's cock...to eat it, to fuck it, to drink his
 come.  All of which made me decide to go for it
 immediately.

 We entered my plush room, and I told Al I'd be right
 back as I walked into the bathroom.  I left the door
 open a crack so I could see if he took the bait I'd
 left for him.  He walked around shyly, then spotted
 my panties on the bed.  My clit hardened and pulsed
 when he picked them up, glanced my way, and put them
 to his nose.  My knees almost gave way when he breathed
 deep, and his hand went to his crotch. He was squeezing
 his cock!  His pants quickly bulged out in front...it
 looked like he'd stuffed a grapefruit in there!  I felt
 weak.  I could feel my pussy spasm, and a trickle of
 juice begin to run down the inside of one thigh.

 I sneaked back into the room, careful not to let him
 hear me.  I was behind him, and watching him sniffing
 my panties while he worked his cock with the other hand
 was too much to take.

 "See what you did to me, before we even met?" I cooed.
 Al spun around, flustered as hell.

 "I...I...uhm...I'm sorry, Celeste...I didn't mean
 to...." he mumbled, dropping the panties.  "Maybe I
 should go...I'm so sorry."

 "Nonsense, sweetheart," I whispered, moving towards
 him, his big cock lump almost at eye level.  "We've
 got a lot of night left, and I have a few ideas about
 what you can do to make it up to me."

 I stood in front of him, and pushed him gently back
 onto the bed.  He was so tall, his feet were still on
 the floor.  I grabbed the panties, and crawled up over
 him, straddling his narrow hips, my pantyless pussy
 settling on his bulging cock.  Putting my panties to
 his nose, I whispered "Do you smell me?  I had these
 on when I was getting ready to meet you.  Do you know
 how they got that way?  Thinking about looking into 
 your startled eyes, and  your cock...thinking about
 how thick it is....about how juicy it is....about you
 stuffing it into my mouth...about you working it into
 my pussy...about you feeding me your thick, hot
 come..."

 He was squirming below me.  I could feel his cock
 growing, pushing against my naked pussy, nudging my
 aching little clit.  I began rubbing myself on his
 lump...slowly.  "You've got me so wet, Al." I
 whispered, reaching down and running a finger between
 my sopping cunt lips.  The slight touch almost made
 me come.  I scooped up some juice on a fingernail and
 brought it to his lips.  "Taste me."  I trembled as
 his lips tentatively touched my finger, and his tongue
 licked out.  My hips ground down hard on his cock, and
 he moaned.

 "Celeste...I...I feel something funny..." he stammered.
 I felt something too, but it wasn't funny.  I felt
 hungry...starved for his cock....thirsty for come...
 lots of sweet, hot come.

 "Let's get you out of these slacks.  I'm afraid I'm
 getting them all wet," I whispered as I slid down his
 body, rubbing myself across that huge bulge until I
 was on my knees on the floor.  My pussy had saturated
 his crotch, and I breathed in my own scent as my chin
 rested on the massive lump in his pants.  My hands
 worked quickly, trembling, opening my present, my
 desert, my cock.  I pulled them off in one pull...and
 nearly fainted with lust.  His white cotton briefs were
 obscenely stretched upwards...so much so, his leg
 openings were pushed wide open, allowing me to look
 inside.  His cock was pointing down in his briefs, all
 bunched up and constrained, with what looked like a
 small apple pushing against the cotton...and apple
 leaking something far more delicious than cider,
 soaking his briefs...

 "My, what do we have here?  I cooed. "You just relax,
 Al.  I think I know how to take care of this problem
 of yours."

 I mouthed him through his briefs, squeezing the sides
 of his meaty shaft with my lips.  He was hung like a
 horse.  I opened my mouth wide and tried to take his
 shaft between my teeth, but couldn't.  His precum
 smelled like salted butter.  I could hear it squeezing
 out his cockhead with each bite I took along his thick
 stalk.  The thought of his cumhole opening and closing,
 oozing delicious cream made my cunt convulse, and more
 of my juices ran down my thighs.  I had to see this
 monster...

 Wrapping my fingers into his waistband, I slowly tugged
 down his briefs.  Each inch exposed more of his huge
 cock.  I moaned loudly when the base came into view...
 it looked as big around as a wine bottle.  A long,
 thick vein stood out on the top, pulsing with each beat
 of his heart as I exposed more and more cockmeat.  When
 I reached his cockhead, his underwear hung up on the
 deep ridge.  I pulled harder, and his cock sprung free,
 slapping against his stomach before coming to rest.

 "My god," I murmured.  He wasn't incredibly long, maybe
 eight inches, but his cock looked like a thick, black
 eggplant with an apple stuck on the top.  I reached up
 with both hands and pulled it down for a closer look.
 My fingers barely touched.  I could feel it pulsing,
 almost prying them apart.  His cockhead was enormous
 His balls were the size and shape of peaches, a light
 fuzz covering them.  They looked very, very ripe.  His
 meat...lighter colored, glistening with his precum...
 a cumhole so wide, it looked like I could fit a dime
 into it.  I took it between a thumb and forefinger, and
 squeezed it gently, watching his cock mouth open and
 close, drooling out thick white cream.  It was so soft
 and spongy...so meaty...

 Al was moaning constantly...almost one long moan...
 since I'd started playing with him.  His hips were
 bucking with each little squeeze I gave his cockhead.
 "Ohhhh...Celeste...I think...I ...Oh."

 I felt his shaft stiffen and lurch, and before I could
 do anything, his cockhead swelled and his fat cock
 erupted, spitting out a thick ribbon of sperm that hit
 me between my eyes.  I quickly started milking his
 shaft, squeezing and releasing, pumping him.  I felt
 each load plastering my face, and I opened my mouth,
 panting blindly as I tasted his rich, creamy come
 dropping off my nose onto my outstretched tongue.  My
 pussy spasmed and a sudden, sharp orgasm overtook me,
 my thighs trembling.  I held onto his bloated cock for
 balance as the last of his pent-up sperm dripped onto
 my breasts.

 I wiped my eyes, licking the come off my fingers.  He
 was so damn delicious.  I was glad it turned out this
 way.  I'd been debating whether to swallow his whole
 load, or to taste some, and he'd taken care of that
 decision for me!  Al was breathing hard, his chest
 heaving.  "Oh Celeste...I'm so sorry!   I didn't mean
 to do that to you!" he babbled.  I stood so he could
 see me.

 "Al...", I whispered.  He opened his eyes, finding me
 cleaning my face with my fingers, sucking and licking
 his come off of them, smiling lewdly.  His eyes were
 wide.  "That was just an appetizer. Lie down on the
 bed."  He weakly pulled himself onto the bed, his head
 resting on a pillow.  " Now we are both ready for the
 main course."

 His spent cock flopped against his thigh.  It was still
 quite fat, and ugly in the most attractive way.  Still
 coated with a wet white cream...like a glazed chocolate
 e'clair.  I straddled him again, this time facing his
 meat, and bent down. My ass raised up, and for the
 first time he saw a woman's pussy...a white woman's
 pussy, open and swollen, with cunt juice running down
 her thighs.  His musky come smell made my head spin.
 Looking back at him through my legs, I said, "Al...I
 want you just to look at my pussy....your pussy.  I
 want you to watch it as I suck your fat cock again.
 Watch it open for you...watch it drip for you....watch
 it beg for your cock.  A woman's pussy is made to eat
 cocks like yours.  I want you to think about how good
 it will feel when you work your thick cockhead into my
 tight little cunt..."

 He moaned again, and returned my eyes to his meat.  It
 was beginning to show signs of life, lurching off his
 leg, a thick strand of come connected from his cock-
 mouth to his thigh.  Opening my mouth wide, I swooped
 down on it with no hands, my tongue lifting the slimy
 cockhead, my mouth sucking it inside until it was
 trapped in back of my teeth.  I mouthed him like a
 slut, slurping loudly on the head.  It filled my mouth
 almost to the breaking point.  I started rocking back
 and forth, my mouth able to take in only another inch
 or two of his wide cockshaft...I felt my cuntmouth
 opening and closing to the rhythm of my sucking...
 wishing it had something to swallow, too.

 I watched his cock fatten up...his balls begin to move.
 The head was firming up in my hot mouth, no longer able
 to get past my teeth.  I made my lips into a wide,
 tight seal...like my pussy....and began to suck him
 hard.  His cockhead had mushroomed until it filled my
 mouth. Maybe an inch of cockmeat was inside me...the
 rest was all tender, juicy, fat cockhead.  I twisted my
 head back and forth like a fish on a hook, pumping him
 with my obscenely distended mouth, my lips just a thin,
 tight line of flesh.  My breathing was labored and my
 nostrils flared as I worked on the huge cockflesh.
 Lewd, wet slurping sounds escaped my lips with each
 suck, sounding like a pussy when it's fucked my a thick
 cock.

 My cunt, untouched, was convulsing.  I was moaning like
 a whore around his cock, humming as I ate.  As I bobbed
 up and down on the top of his cock, I could see the
 rest of his shaft...my tight lips causing the veins in
 his big cock to swell with backed-up blood, the entire
 stalk gnarled and bloated.

 Without warning, Al began to hump up into my face,
 gently but urgently.  My stuffed mouth took in all it
 could, but it was wrapped so tightly around his cock
 that all I could do was go along for the ride.  Saliva
 and left over sperm squeezed out from the corners of
 my sealed lips with each thrust, hanging down in long
 lines to his stomach, where it ran like a river to his
 balls.  Al started groaning deep in his throat, causing
 me to moan even louder around my huge meal...and send-
 ing another long orgasmic wave crashing through my
 poor, begging pussy.  

 While panting and snorting through my come, lost in it,
 I felt hands on either side of my head...holding me
 steady as he humped faster...using my mouth to jerk off
 with.  I felt the bloated head of his cock bumping my
 throat, gagging me a little, but Al couldn't help
 himself.  With a long loud cry, he pumped into my mouth
 faster and faster, pushing my lips further down his
 shaft, and then his fat cock started jerking, lifting
 my face with each throbbing lurch....

 I felt his cockhead swell until I couldn't breathe, and
 then my entire mouth was flooded with thick, gagging
 come.  He rode my mouth like a horse as what seemed
 like a pint of heavy cream filled me.  I tried to
 swallow, but there was too much.  It made my throat
 convulse, and I gagged and coughed, his seed spraying
 out from between my lips and snorting out my nose.
 Another wave of orgasms made my knees collapse as he
 worked my head on his erupting cock.  My cheeks were
 bloated with his sperm, my lips so tight it could only
 force its way out under the pressure of his spurts.  

 Finally, Al let go of my head and his body went limp.
 I reached up and gripped his slippery cockshaft with
 both hands, pulling hard, until his giant cockhead
 pulled free from my lips with a loud, wet pop.  A
 river of thick sperm poured from between my lips as my
 head fell heavily to his slimy stomach.  I could feel
 come and saliva on my face as a swallowed the heavy
 cream that coated my throat.  Panting like a racehorse,
 I washed my face in the come pool on his flat belly,
 my tongue scooping up all I could get....sucking it
 into my mouth....swallowing greedily.  In my hands I
 could feel his well sucked cock pulsing and jerking as
 it tried to rest.   

 I was content to rest, now.  I'd come three times...
 without even being touched....just from sucking this
 huge, fat, black cock.  My pussy was leaking sweet
 juice, making Al's chest all slippery and sweet smell-
 ing.  As I drifted off, I thought about how great it
 will feel to teach Al about the pleasures of fucking a
 woman....especially this little white woman, with the
 hungry pussy....like a bitch in heat.