Unspoken Pleasure

Reggie felt Christy’s silky pussy throbbing around his black baby maker. Her hips twisted and turned, rose and fell in reply to his thrusts as their bodies communicated pleasure to each other. She wasn’t too good for niggers anymore, Reggie thought.

Reggie finally removed his tongue from her mouth. “I gonna cum soon, baby. You wanna suck on it again?”

Christy had lost control, couldn’t stop grinding her pussy into Reggie’s cock. “Oh… ah… it doesn’t matter anymore,” she heaved. “I love you and you can cum inside me if you want. Ooh, ah, I’m your girlfriend. Your big cock is so deep inside me,” she repeated.

Reggie ejaculated copiously.

Her pussy milked his cock as if relishing every bit of sperm from him.

She no longer cared that Reggie filled her with his cum. The more they fucked, the better Reggie felt and the more agreeable she became towards him. She couldn’t resist him anymore. She wanted him to stay inside her forever.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

In the bright moonlight, extremely wet and messy from lovemaking, Christy observed how beautifully their two bodies contrasted: Reggie’s hard muscles, her toned yet gentle curves; his dark complexion, her fair skin. They complemented each other perfectly, it seemed – like the moon in the night sky.

Dave didn’t ever have to know about Reggie, and as Reggie had said, what Dave didn’t know didn’t happen. She was Reggie’s girlfriend and he could have her when Dave was away. Exhausted from their wild sex, and now secure in Reggie’s embrace, she drifted back to sleep having completed the transition from Reggie’s rape victim to his consenting partner.

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Outside the house the early morning had silenced the evening conversations of crickets. The moans from love-making that had occurred between Christy and Reggie much of the night had also ceased. In that quiet interval before the birds had yet to begin their songs, light slowly replaced the sleepy darkness in Christy’s bedroom, causing her to wake.

Her pussy felt all crusty. How could she keep doing this with Reggie? It wasn’t an act she performed for him to protect her family anymore. She had allowed herself to really become his girlfriend.

Christy turned to find Reggie lying beside her, staring at her with his eyes wide open as if he had been waiting for her to wake.

His hand glided down her tummy and between her legs. “Good morning, baby. My cock is hard again and aches bad.”

His cock was hard and hurt him badly every morning and all the time it seemed. Christy couldn’t believe his sex drive. How could he possibly be horny again after having sex with her practically all night, until just a few hours ago?

Her Grandpa used to call black men jungle bunnies. She always thought it a racist expression. But she never had a relationship with a black man before either. Perhaps it was an accurate description if all black men were this virile like Reggie.

Grandpa would never approve of her doing this with a black man. Her parents would have a hard time accepting it as well. They were all from a different time and from a world where a black man with a white woman was taboo. She had always been the good girl who sought their approval and did the right thing. But her relationship with Reggie had started in her effort to protect them.

“I shouldn’t have sex with you again.”

Reggie rolled on his back and pulled her onto him. “Get on top and put my cock in your pussy like a good girl. You gonna start making love to me now, baby.”

Christy was hesitant to make love to him, but she had already crossed a boundary with Reggie and really was his girlfriend. Now she sought to be a good girl in his eyes and have his approval. She slithered on to his muscular frame.

“Now put my cock in your pussy.”

She reached down and fed his shaft into her slit, slowly impaling herself on it. “Tell me when you’re going to cum, okay Reggie?”

“Ah… okay, baby. I will. I love you. Your tight pussy feel real good.”

Once she took him fully inside her, he firmly grabbed her hips with his large hands and guided her movements until she instinctively took over. She leaned forward against his hard body and her erect nipples poked into his chest.

“That’s good,” Reggie encouraged. “Oh, I love you, baby.”

“Oh, I love you too, Reggie. You feel so good inside me.”

Since the first time he took Christy, the same audience of photographs on her dresser had witnessed and continued to watch all the indecent acts Reggie performed with her- viewed the black man defile their white princess and gradually steal her from them. Behind these pictures stood a mirror and Reggie observed the reflection of Christy’s beautiful curves and her smooth, firm, buttocks – her perfectly shaped ass humping his slick, black rod. He could see the pink membranes of her labia appearing and disappearing as she slid up and down on his shaft, coating it with her silky secretions like a hot scene in a pornographic movie.

The entire situation seemed surreal to Christy. A month ago, she had never thought about being with another person besides Dave. Her contact with people outside of her own race had been limited. Now she was fucking this incredibly muscular black man with an insanely large penis and she was falling in love with him.

“Oh my God, oh,” Christy moaned as her eyes rolled in their sockets. She orgasmed so quickly with Reggie. Dave never made her cum like this.

The phone rang, jerking Christy back to reality like an alarm clock abruptly waking her from an enjoyable dream. It must be Dave calling before work, she thought. She started lifting herself off Reggie, but his hands held firmly around her hips and forced her back down.

“Don’t stop until we finished, baby.”

“But my phone…”

Her pelvic motions subtly resumed.

“That’s it… keep loving me real nice, no interruptions. You don’t want to leave me with this painful hard-on, do you? It’ll hurt me even worse if you stop now.”

She didn’t want him to hurt more. Christy shook her head, slowly sliding her pussy up and down on Reggie’s cock while he reached for her phone.

“No, don’t answer it, Reggie.”

He answered it anyway. She prayed it wasn’t Dave calling.

“Hi Dave, how you doing, man?” Reggie asked.

Christy’s heart pounded in her chest as she heard Reggie say her husband’s name. Her fear quickly became anger. She was making love to Reggie and it was Dave’s fault. Dave wanted her to treat Reggie better and be nice to him and now she was doing it. Dave was unwittingly chatting on the phone with the man his wife was fucking, while she was actually fucking him. Dave was clueless!