A Baby for Elise - Sex Stories

A Baby for Elise

... just the right moment to kiss his way down the left my neck to my chest. Then he kissed his way back up the right side of my neck to my ear and back across my neck to my other ear. When kissed his way back down to my chest he started kissing my breasts, but he avoided the nipples. I couldn't wait, so I put my arms around his head and moved a nipple to his lips. I love having my breasts sucked, especially when I'm being fingered. Ellis knew what he was doing, and he soon started teasing my bush. I felt his black fingers running through my fine curls before his finger penetrated my soaked pussy. He fingered me in and out, slowly, and then he found my g- spot and started rubbing it. "Oh, Ellis. You're going to make me come…" I whimpered in anticipation but Ellis stopped. "Sssshhhh, baby. You can't come until I'm inside you." He got between my legs. I spread them even though I knew I should stop. "You know I'm married." "I know." He was on his knees between my legs. "I can't get pregnant." God. I could feel his gorgeous prick knocking at my door. I almost reached down to pull it into my pussy. "You need me to wear a rubber?" "Put it on." I could hardly keep from playing with myself as I watched Ellis get the condom from his pants and put it on. Ellis was older but he had a young man's body. The condom was one of the big ones but Ellis's cock tested it. It really had to stretch to encompass his girth and it wasn't long enough to cover him. He took a bottle of lube from his pocket ...

... and covered the condom before he put a little in my pussy. I can't put into words how hot I was for Ellis and his cock. I had waited almost twenty years to spread my legs for a black stud whose cock could master my little white pussy. I was foolish to have even danced with Ellis, but I had forgotten just how weak I was in a strong black man's hands, how badly I wanted to give myself to a strong black man. I sighed with relief when Ellis was between my legs again. I closed my eyes and waited and I moaned when I felt his thick head stretching my entrance. I relaxed to let him in, but I was surprised how much it hurt. Even though I had given birth to two eight pound babies, it hurt worse than the first time I took Don inside. I can't explain it, because I don't understand it myself, but I wouldn't have traded that pain for anything, and I have longed for it since. It felt right to be stretched by a hung black stud, as if it were part of being his white slut. Ellis applied a steady pressure against my pussy's resistance and his cock bore into my body about an inch a minute. I felt content when his balls nestled against my ass, like that was where I was meant to be, on my back under a black stud with my legs spread wide. Ellis started pumping my pussy with long, slow, powerful strokes. I was in the arms of a cocksman and I came before he had stroked my pussy ten times. The orgasm shook my body until I could hardly breathe. It was like I had never come before, it was so strong and ...