Maureen's Choice (7 page)

Kneeling at his feet, she looked up at him, “Yes, Sam, I will.”

She rose and unbuttoned his shirt and loosened his belt. He stood while she took off the sweat stained shirt and unzipped his fly. She pushed his pants and shorts down at the same time. He stepped out of them. He put his hands on her shoulders to keep her kneeling in front of him. His limp cock was blacker than the rest of his body. “Rub it against your face,” he said. She pressed his thick deformed cock against her cheek. “You ever undress your husband?” he asked.

Not wanting to look at him, she bowed her head, “No...no, I didn’t.”

“You got some kind of sexy robe or gown or somethin?”

“Yes, I think so. In the closet.”

“We’ll save that for the mornin. I want you naked tonight.” He grinned at her, “Yeah, I want a young white woman, a pretty white woman to be naked for me tonight. I want this naked white woman to do things to me,” he patted the mattress, “right here in her own bed with her husband listening downstairs.” He lifted his heavy flaccid cock, “What you gonna do with this, Mrs. O’Donnel?”

She glanced at his grotesque penis and looked away, “I…I’ll suck it and ask you to put it in me….put it inside me.”

Sam sat back on the bed then stretched out clasping his hands behind his head. “You is standin there lookin like you forgot where you is at and who you is with.”

Quickly she crossed to stand beside the bed.

“I wanna see you perform for me. Suppose you get over there and put on a little show for me, a strip show.”

He propped a pillow behind his head and gestured toward her. She went to the middle of the room and faced the bed. Tentatively she began to push the capped sleeves of her cotton dress down over her shoulders. “Say stuff!” Sam shouted. And speak up nice and loud. Say stuff to make me hard. I want your husband to hear.”

She pushed the tight dress down until her breasts were exposed. “They’re for you, Sam, just for you,” she said.

“Not loud enough.” He pointed toward the door. “Open it,” he said. She hesitated shaking her head. He sat up, “Open the fuckin door!” He yelled. She opened it and turned back. Sam held up his limp penis. “You ain’t doin much for me, baby.”

She came closer to the bed and pushed the dress down over her hips. It gathered at her feet. She stepped out of it and stood before him naked, moving her hips erotically. Sam nodded at Maureen, “Keep goin, baby, you startin to warm me up.”

Maureen moved next to the bed, “Look at me, Sam. I…I’m naked for you. I’m yours. Your pretty white woman. All night I’ll make love to you. I’ll do whatever you tell me to do.” His cock had started to stiffen. She reached across the bed to touch it lightly. “My pussy has been wet all night, Sam. It’s yours to fuck.” She trailed her fingers along the underside of his cock. “My ass belongs to you, too, Sam. I want to feel your cock in my ass.” She willed herself to lean over close to his face. “My mouth is hot for you, honey. I want to kiss your balls and hold them in my mouth like before. I want to suck your cock for a long time.” Her fingers closed around his cock as she gently pressed her lips to his. When they parted she whispered into his mouth, “That’s what I want, Sam. I want to suck your prick for a long time.”

Keeping her facing him, he pulled her onto the bed and pushed her to a kneeling position between his spread legs. “Lift your ass way up and tell me again what you want. Say it so I can hear.”

“I want to suck your prick, Sam and lick you, lick you everywhere. I want you to cum in my mouth. Then I want to make you hard again so you will fuck me.”

Sam smiled to himself, “Is you my lover Mrs. O’Donnel?”

“Yes, Sam, honey, I’m your lover.”

“You gonna make love to me all night, right here in this bed?”

“Yes, all night, honey. I’ll make love to you all night.”

“You hot?”

She drew her fingers along the length of his cock, “Very hot, Sam. Hot for you. I want you to take me, make me your woman.”

“And even with your husband hearin you downstairs?”

She knew what she had to say. Before answering him, she touched her lips to his cockhead. Kneeling between his legs, she looked up at him, “Yes, Sam, even with my husband hearing us downstairs. I want to be close to you, in your arms, kissing you.”

“Yeah, Mrs. O’Donnel, that’s how it should be, naked in bed with your black lover.” He grinned at her showing his broken teeth, “Now, suppose you make love to my cock and balls.” Maureen pushed his cock back against his stomach and, once more, began to kiss his balls. He watched her indifferently, his hands behind his head. He was sure of her now. He could play with her as much as he liked. She’d do anything. And black cock made her so fuckin hot that she no longer cared about anything but satisfy his desire. Looking at this beautiful woman with them big blue eyes and them puffy soft red lips, and that smooth white skin who was on her knees between his legs gave him a sense of power he’d never felt before. He thought if things were fair it would be like this always, not just for tonight. He’d have this young white woman undress him every night. He’d have her on her knees suckin him off and spreadin her legs for him, and callin him honey, and beggin him to fuck her ass. Yeah, that’s the way it ought to be. He leaned forward to tap her head, “Suck my dick, now and keep lookin up at me while you’re suckin. Let me see that you’re lovin it.”

His scent had become stronger. She’d noticed that about black men. As they became aroused, the scent of their cocks and balls grew more intense. Like the others, the strong smell of Sam’s crotch caused her saliva to flow and her pussy to lubricate. She breathed him in and slowly slid her lips over his horrible cockhead all the while looking up into his mocking eyes.

“Yeah, baby, that’s the way. Suck it good. It’s like Travis says, you is sure one black cock lovin woman.”

She paused and holding his cock with both hands stared at it for several moments, “Travis is right,” she said.

Sam grinned. “Well, you gonna love my cock for a long time tonight. I don’t want to cum quick so just tickle the end with your tongue, you know underneath the rim. And kiss it some more. I like to see you kissin my prick. Keep lookin up at me.” Maureen flicked her tongue on the base of his cockhead. “That’s the way,” he nodded. “Lick around the rim. Make it nice and wet.” He watched her for several minutes while she teased him with her lips and tongue. She paused to look up for his approval. His face was impassive. He frowned, “You know I hate women, especially uppity white women like you. Do you know that?”

“Yes, Sam, I know.”

“And you hate me as much as I hate you, ain’t that right?”

She pressed her lips to his cockhead before answering, “Yes, that’s right. No man has ever humiliated me, and frightened me, and abused me the way you have.”

“Your husband’s downstairs on the couch?” It was a question.

“Yes, he’s on the couch.” She circled the rim of his cock with her tongue. “And here you is…where you want to be, on your knees kissin my prick?”

She looked down at the ugly deformed head of his cock again, “Yes, Sam, this is where I want to be.” She looked up at him and wet her lips, “Please, let me take it all.”

“Yeah, but I’m gonna give you a little of that abuse you was talkin about. You want my cock in your mouth, you got to earn it. You got to do somethin to prove you look up to the black man, you know, give him the respect he ought to have. Somethin to show you belong to whatever black man you is with.” She felt her heart beating faster. She swallowed and nodded. “First,” he continued, “push your middle finger up my asshole, real easy. Wet it first.” He pulled his legs back toward his chest presenting her with the black hairy crack of his ass and the puckered hole at its center. She drew back,

“Goddamn it!” he yelled, “Do what I say!”

Afraid, she wet her finger, then slowly pushed it into his opening. Her finger slid in easily. His passage felt slippery like mucus and was hot. When she took it out, he lowered his legs and sneered at her. “Now, Mrs. O’Donnel, if you want to suck my cock so bad, you got to suck your finger first.”

She looked at him in disbelief, “You must be crazy,” she said.

His cock was fully erect and hard. He leaned back again with his hands behind his head, “A white woman who belongs to black men do what the fuck they tell her to do, right?”

“Yes, but…..”

“Look at my prick. Look at it good. Unless you do what the fuck I told you, you ain’t gonna get it; not in your mouth, or your cunt, or up your ass.” He paused. She said nothing.

Maureen bowed her head, “Bastard,” she whispered.

“You gonna taste me where the sun don’t shine or ain’t you? I ain’t waitin any longer.” He made a move to get out of bed.”

“No!” she cried, “I’ll do it.”

He rolled back in the bed and once more pulled his legs up, “Shove it in there again and look up and me and suck your fuckin finger while it’s still wet.”

For the second time, Maureen pushed her finger into his hole. She withdrew it and lifted her head to look at him. Her finger glistened. “Now,” he said, “put it in your mouth and suck till I tell you to stop.”

She felt her stomach retch as she slid her finger into her mouth. Sam watched her for a full minute, “Yeah, you got yourself a taste of what the brothers call their essence. You

got a taste of Sammy’s essence,” he laughed. “How you like it, Mrs. O’Donnel?” He gestured for her to take her finger out of her mouth. She turned her head and spit. Sam laughed again, “Seems the uppity white bitch got to get more experience with the black man’s essence. Why you do that? I mean did you suck your finger cause of me?”

“I was afraid…afraid you would…”

He interrupted her, “Stroke it,” he said. “Stroke it nice and look at it. Is you my lover or ain’t you? Tell me while you stroke my dick.”

She didn’t answer him. “Slowly and gently she masturbated his misshapen penis. It was thick and hard and pulsed in her hands. She stared at it and felt her nipples stiffen and her mouth fill with saliva. She glanced up at him. “I’m your lover,” she said softly. “Please, Sam, you promised.”

“Beg,” he said.

“I want it, honey. I want it in my mouth. After what I just did, I want it now more than before.” She looked up at him pleading with her eyes, “Please, Sam, please.”

“Yeah, okay, go down on me. Take all of it. If you gag just keep goin. Take every fuckin inch of it.”

His cock was not long but unusually thick. The grotesquely bent cockhead forced her to open her mouth as wide as she could. Very slowly she eased her mouth down the length of his prick until her nose was pressed against the curly black hairs of his crotch. She stayed like that breathing through her nose and feeling his cock throb in her mouth, the scent of him making her dizzy. Just as slowly as she’d gone down, she lifted her head, tightening her lips around his cock. She stopped with his cockhead still in her mouth. Looking up at him, she moved her tongue sideways against the base of his cockhead. She groaned with pleasure.

“Don’t you make me cum,” Sam ordered. “I’m gonna fuck your cunt first and cum in your mouth. Then you’ll suck me again till I get hard and I’m gonna fuck your ass and

cum in your mouth again. Ain’t that what you want? Tell me.”

Holding his cock in both hands she gently masturbated him. “Yes, Sam, I want you inside me, inside my cunt and deep inside my ass. I want to take your cum in my mouth, all of it.” She circled his cockhead with her tongue and looked up at him, “In the morning I want to suck you again and want you to fuck me, fuck me hard.” She sat back on her heels and moved her hands over her body until they cupped her breasts, offering them to him. Her breath was coming quickly. She could feel the secretions oozing from her pussy. “I want you to…to…do things to me…to make me do things…things that show I respect my…my black lover.”

Without saying anything, he rolled back and lifted his legs. She nodded, “Yes, honey,” she said. She pushed her finger into his hole, withdrew it, and quickly slid

it into her mouth. Sam stretched out his legs and chuckled, “You learn, quick, Mrs. O’Donnel,” he said. He sat up and pulled her down so that she lay under him. “Put that pillow behind your head so you can watch. When she had done it, he said, “Take it in your hands and put it in your cunt. Look at it. Look at my black dick goin inside you”

The gnarled, ropy veins of his prick glistened with her saliva. His misshapen cockhead was ringed with imprints of her lipstick. She spread her legs wide. He probed her opening. She took his cock in her hands and guided the grotesque head into her. She stared transfixed as his thick cock slowly entered her. When he’d sunk his cock fully into her, he remained still. He leaned down close to her face. “Think about it, Mrs. O’Donnel. The man you hate so much is inside you. His fat, ugly prick is buried way up inside your pretty white cunt. How’s that make you feel?”

“Frightened,” she said, “but hot, very hot. Please Sam honey, fuck me. Let me cum.”

He moved his hips slightly and slowly, “Don’t you fuckin cum till I tell you to.” He grabbed her breasts and pinched her nipples.

“I won’t Sam, I promise.” She tried to thrust up, but he wouldn’t let her. His cockhead was bent at such a downward angle, it rubbed places inside her vagina that no one else had, not even Travis. He continued to lean into her and force her to be still. He stopped moving entirely and pressed his full weight down on her while holding her wrists above her head.

“Sam, please, honey….” she began.

“Shut the fuck up!” he said. “Feel it inside you.”

She nodded. His thick cock pressed against the sides of her passage. She imagined it there like a fat deformed eel. She could feel the slight pulse of blood as it coursed through the bulging veins of his prick. She could feel her own secretions oozing around it and leaking from her cunt. With his free hand he twisted one of her swollen nipples.

“Oh God, yes!” she gasped, “like that…like that!”

He let go of her hands and rolled her up and over until she was astride him. Before she could raise herself on his cock, he held her down on it refusing to let her move.

“We gonna fuck but only if you yell, only if you yell loud. Let your wimp husband hear you yellin. Yell loud beggin me to let you cum. You got that?”