Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Four - Sex Stories

Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Four

... sitting in front of the glory hole. But something was missing; while I loved sucking so much rock-hard cock, I realized that being a glory hole queen doesn't satisfy my lust for having my pussy stuffed with a big hard cock.

Before standing up, I slipped my already soaking-wet thong off my hips and pushed it into my skirt pocket. I was in the perfect place and in the ideal state of mind to have my craving to be fucked hard satisfied. I stepped from the dark video booth, closed the door, and leaned against it, glancing down the hall to the dancer's room. A very sexy redhead was gyrating on the stripper pole, completely naked except for her incredible stiletto stripper shoes. An assortment of men surrounded the small stage, each holding a stack of money to offer her as she moved from one horny man to the next.

As I entered the room, I surveyed the men assembled there. Most of the guys around the small stage seemed more interested in the sexy redhead performing for them. Still, on the other side, seated on a couch, there was a hulky black dude who wasn't paying attention to the stripper or the Triple X movie playing on the big screen television. I thought for a moment about the well-hung black men who had contacted me on the swinger's website and assumed this stud could give me what I wanted now. I strolled across the room, trying to move as sexily as possible to grab his attention. Once I was standing directly in front of him, he looked up at me and said one word, ...

... "What?"

Without speaking, I reached down and lifted my skirt showing him my naked pussy, the neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair, and my swollen labia. "I bet you've got exactly what I need," I said.

He nonchalantly replied, "Exactly what is it you need, bitch."

His remark brought a smile to my lips before I answered, "I need a big hard black cock to fill my tight wet cunt."

I let my skirt drop as he moved his hands to the clasp holding his slacks and looked up at me again. As he unzipped, I could see that he wasn't wearing any underwear, and I remarked, "I love men who come prepared."

My eyes were fixed on his crotch as he slid one hand inside and pulled his cock from his slacks. "Is this big enough?" he asked as he waved his massive cock at me.

"I believe it is," I answered as I studied his mammoth black cock. The head was a mushroom-shaped beauty with an extensive flaring corona topping a thick black shaft that was highlighted by a matrix of protruding veins. "Yes, that's exactly what I need," I remarked.

He kept one hand circling the shaft waving his beautiful big black cock proudly at me as I moved forward and crawled onto his lap, placing my knees outside his hips. I again lifted my skirt, lowered my hips, and began sliding my swollen labia against his monster. He released his grip on the shaft, allowing me to tease the entire length of his cock with my moist cunt lips; his hands moved to my chest. They began roughly groping my sensitive tits through the ...