Filling my ass with his sexy cock. I lifted myself up from the bed to meet him. Taking him as deep as I could. Thrusting into my ass. Slippery, relaxe...d, accepting. Feeling him stretch my ass. Feeling the length of his shaft sliding up and down. He stopped. Pulled out. No, put it back in! Fuck me! I silently screamed in frustration, already craving his huge cock in my ass.But he wasn't done. He turned me over. I lay there, looking up at him as he stripped naked. His taut firm ebony body. ” I was curious as to what he meant by that but I did not ask him. I just continued to get dressed, watching him from the corner of my eye as he put on his basketball jersey. I just threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I did not have a huge array of clothes at this point and time in my life. “Alright,” he said as he swung the door open to our bedroom and grabbed his backpack off the bed. “Lets get a move on, I don’t want to be late.” ____________________________________ The game was a good. I had to pull her back somehow, and said to Jean, “Jean, you're frightening me, slow down.” I’d never known this woman to talk in this manner before. I suppose sex brought out the beast in most people. Usually Jean was such a quiet lady, very prim and proper in all the time I had known her. Then after another five minutes she stopped, and at the top of her voice shouted, “Holy fucking hell, Bob, I’m cummming!” She lifted her hips and my cock slipped out, and she squirted all over my chest. . ”“Ah, well, when I was a teen, some of my friends and I used to do that. Then we discovered girls, and kind of let that passion go,” I confessed.“That’s exciting! Did you like it? Would you do it again? For me? Would you suck on a cock until is spurts in your mouth and let me watch?” she excitedly blurted.“I guess, if that would make you happy. I haven’t done it for years and never thought it would happen again, but I don’t find the idea repulsive,” I admitted, awaiting her reaction.“I’d be.