Unspoken Pleasure

Dave allowed Reggie to move in with them and do this to her. Reggie had said he loved her, and strangely, she wanted to believe him. He had promised to pull out before he came this time. All she had to do was act like she loved him, like she wanted him, like his real girlfriend, and treat him nicely. But she would only pretend, Christy convinced herself as her excitement built. She began to orgasm again, and Reggie stuck his tongue in her mouth. He kissed her while she came for him.

After a moment of indulgence Christy turned her face away, as if awakening from a trance and realizing that what she was doing was wrong. “No, Reggie, I can’t do this with you.”

Reggie grabbed her chin and forced his tongue back in her mouth.

She arched her back, then her arms softly embraced him again. “Mm-mph, mmmm. Oh, I’m cumming, Reggie. I’m your girlfriend and I love you. Mmmm. You feel so good inside me.”

She was not acting anymore. The kiss and the hug were real. Christy was surrendering and accepting what she had fought against for so long. She was in midst of orgasm, their genitals already shared each other, so what difference did the kiss and all the rest of it make?

“I’m gonna cum too, baby. You gonna show me that you love me by swallowing it if I pull out?”

It was better to swallow his cum than risk unwanted pregnancy, Christy rationalized. But actually, she liked giving him head even though she could never admit it to herself. Reggie’s cum contained enormous amounts of testosterone and other powerful hormones pleasurable to women. “Uh-huh, I want to suck on it and taste you. Please let me suck your cock, Reggie.”

He pulled out of her. Christy left the bed, got on her knees as he stood before her, and placed her lips around the head of his penis. She gripped his shaft in her soft fingers and began slowly pumping it. His cock began squirting his rich cream into her mouth and she swallowed all of it. “Mmm, oh, mmm, mmm.”

With one hand holding Reggie’s enormous shaft, she ran her lips up and down it the way he had taught her, while her other hand gently fondled his big, heavy testicles.

Yesterday morning, she had tried to kick his testicles in what was her final attempt to escape victimization. But she had suffered crushing defeat in that battle, and today she was a conquered woman rightfully caressing his hefty, sperm-filled gonads for him instead. Residual cum trickled down his shaft and over her hand like melted wax running down a candle. She licked it up and her lips returned to the head of his cock.

With eyes closed and mouth agape, she affectionately held his massive black penis, longer than her entire head in length, against her creamy white cheek and sighed, his cock having spent its load only beginning to lose rigidity. Christy felt like she was intoxicated. “Oh, Reggie, you came so much this time. Do you feel better now?”

“Oh, yeah, that felt good, baby. Thank you. My balls ached, and I needed to cum real bad. I love you so much.”

“Oh, I love you too,” Christy replied, not realizing what she was saying under his spell and in their moment of fading passion.

Alone sitting on the bed as he showered, Christy came to her senses and wondered how much longer this might continue. Would Reggie ever leave her alone? She couldn’t run from him or stop him, and she couldn’t tell her husband or the police anymore. She had crossed a line with Reggie. She had admitted to him that he felt good and that she loved him, and it had seemed true at the time.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Even though her dislike for him was wavering, she didn’t mean any of those things she had said. It was only an act. Reggie had made her say them. She would never betray Dave like that. She hated herself for not fighting harder to stop Reggie; for repeatedly having intercourse with him. But part of her also hated Dave for letting all of this happen to her.

She saw the open rubber she had dropped yesterday still on the floor. Dave might notice it missing when he returned. She needed to replace it and find a larger size for Reggie to use with her. Unprotected sex with Reggie was like playing Russian Roulette with a fully loaded gun. From the amount of semen he ejaculated, he was probably virile enough to make a woman pregnant just by liking her on Facebook.

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Still without her keys, Christy accompanied Reggie as he drove her car into town.

“What do you need at the store?” he asked.

Christy turned to Reggie, her beautiful blue eyes meeting his. “I need to replace Dave’s condom that we tried using yesterday, so he won’t find out about us.”

It sounded like she was trying to protect their relationship and keep it secret from her husband and this brought a smile to Reggie’s face. “I know where to go, baby.”

Reggie took Christy to a pharmacy in his old neighborhood. Once near their destination, he parked Christy’s car on the side of the street a couple of blocks from the store and they walked the rest of the way.

It was a pleasant day, but Christy didn’t like this part of town filled with abandoned buildings that were covered in strange graffiti marking the territories of rivaling street gangs. African-Americans everywhere all seemed to stare at her. Blue eyes and blond hair were an uncommon combination in these parts, making her a rarity. A number of people recognized Reggie behind the sunglasses and baseball cap he wore, greeting him like some sort of local hero.

Once inside the pharmacy, Reggie led Christy to the contraceptives.

She located Dave’s brand of condoms, and then searched for a size large enough for Reggie. Christy found herself in a dilemma. Purchasing condoms for Reggie seemed like she was consenting to sex with him. But if she didn’t purchase the rubbers and things continued, which seemed almost certain, she risked pregnancy. Neither choice was desirable.

She pulled Dave’s brand of condoms from the shelf and the largest size she could find for Reggie.

“The smallest and largest rubbers we sell,” the elderly black pharmacist commented beneath his breath while shaking his head. Reggie Johnson always seemed to find the prettiest women to fuck and this one was the hottest thing yet. They always seemed to be classy white women too. Reggie must have liked vanilla. The pharmacist rang up Christy’s purchases, purposefully taking special notice of the Magnum size XXXL condoms before bagging them. Observing the wedding band on her finger and Reggie standing right behind her wearing a smile that reached both of his ears, the pharmacist chuckled guessing who the Magnum XXXLs were for. “That’ll be $32. 70.”

“I’ll pay for them,” Reggie offered.

Christy wanted to die from embarrassment. The pharmacist knew Reggie was fucking her. She saw him looking at the two different boxes of condoms and laughing at the large ones she was purchasing for Reggie.

Reggie pulled an enormous bundle of cash from his pocket, causing Christy’s eyes to grow wide.

“It’s good seeing you again, Joe. Keep the change,” Reggie said, handing the pharmacist a one-hundred-dollar bill.

At least the pharmacist didn’t know who she was, Christy thought as she left with Reggie’s arm around her.