Story Title -- My Black DILF Neighbor
Category -- Adult-Friends, Authoritarian, Interracial
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Chapter 8 Before Susan returned, I had given him more than ten long and slow blowjobs. By the end of the week, I had perfected the art of cock-sucking and blowing his brains out. It wasn't a one-way street. Every single time, he finger-fucked me to orgasm after orgasm. In fact, he relished my moaning, crying, and whimpering as he finger-fucked spurt after spurt of cum from deep down my gut. At the end of our sessions, we would quickly and quietly clean up and split, acting as strangers to others.
Even after Susan started spending weekends with him, our little escapades didn't stop. I felt good about the fact this handsome hunk of an olive-skinned, mixed-race black man loved getting these hot blowjobs from me. I knew a side of this 44-year-old, 190 lbs., 6'2", 44" C, 33" W, and 15" B, sports medicine doctor with an 8.5-inch thick uncut cock that nobody else did. A sexual, animalist beasty side that needed daily calming that I was proud of providing.
When in the crowd of his family members or friends, he would use signals and gestures to call me to his apartment or come to mine for our session. He would stand up and walk away from them to the other side of the terrace and stand facing my side with his feet wide apart, his hands on the belt pointing towards his crotch. I would follow him to the other side and look at him. Our eyes will meet and I will run my tongue on my lips.
A few seconds later, he would message me, "30, U" meaning in 30 minutes I should go to his apartment, or "45, I" meaning in 45 minutes he would come to mine.
As November approached, the College Football season started getting into high gear. He became busier and so did I. His family members started visiting more often. Sometimes just for a few hours and other times staying over for a day. Susan's weekly visits continued. My Uncles and cousins planned so many events for Thanksgiving and Christmas. I was mostly happy with my life.
One Friday evening in November just before Thanksgiving, I saw Mr. Woods and Karen making out on the terrace. Minutes later, they were leaving for their bedroom, still clinging to one another. I was dying to see them doing it again, not that I knew how his cock felt and tasted. I decided to do what I had done earlier.
I bent on my feet, snuck over the boundary wall, crawled to the front patio, went around behind a chair in the dark, crept up to one, and peeked in. I tried to be as quiet as possible. My hard cock was throbbing in my shorts like it was leading the way. My heart was pounding!
I looked through the window in the dimly lit room. There they were on their bed stark naked. He was sitting against the headboard on the post bed with his legs stretched out, completely naked, his enormous cock out. She was lying naked between his legs, sucking his cock. Her left hand was playing with his balls, rolling them in her big fist, groaning as she tugged on his hairy eggs. She could barely get two inches inside her mouth. She was using her hands to stroke his shaft. From this angle, I was not getting a good view of the expression of Mr. Woods.
I wanted to get an even better view of him, so I crouched down and silently crawled down to the side window and quietly went up the metal spiral stairs to get a top view of them from the top of the window. From there I saw him with his eyes closed in his pleasure being given a wet blowjob. His muscular arms, his chiseled abs, and pecks, his strong legs, all of him shining in the dim yellow light falling from the ceiling. One thing I noticed was that his expressions were not the same as what his expressions were with me.
After a while, he pushed his cock into her, and she whimpered in pleasure. Slowly he started pumping his cock in and out and the bed started making a creaking sound.
"Ohhhhhhh, Bill . . . Yessssss . . ." her moaning got louder and shriller.
I could hear him growling once in a while too, low throaty grunts of pleasure. But her moaning was unrelenting! As he would increase the speed, Susan would ask him to slow down, go easy and he would slow down. I felt that he didn't like that. She placed her hands on his chest and her hands on his hips to control his movements. From that, I sensed that she didn't want him full inside.
I felt a stirring in my tummy. My asshole was twitching now, and I saw Mr. Woods kick it into high gear. She kept her hands on his thighs to prevent him from getting deeper. He was pounding her hard, and they were both loving it. They must have been at it for some time now, and he started fucking her faster and harder. Her wailing turned into a real scream as he fucked her right into an orgasm! I saw him on top of her, plowing deep into her as he blew, both of them screaming out with ecstasy. He collapsed on top of her, panting and sweating. She reached around and caressed his broad, strong back. I saw the look on Mr. Woods' face. It wasn't the look of a fully satisfied man, the look I had seen. I was aroused. I wanted to be in Susan's place with him fucking me hard.
Following Tuesday, I was about to hit the showers after the swim when he texted, "Where are you?"
"I am about to hit the shower," I replied seconds later.
"Leave the front door unlocked." Came back his order.
Minutes later, he was standing naked in my bathroom. I saw his olive-skinned tall muscular body move to join me in the showers. He pushed me aside and took a quick shower as I watched.
He turned off the water and then said, "I'm horny. Get on your knees and suck me off."
"I will get late to work, Mr. Woods."
"The longer you talk, the later you will be." He said while putting pressure on my shoulders with both his hands.
I knelt in front of him against the wall. He took out his wet, freshly-showered cock in his hand which was only half hard, slapped my face, my lips with its weight. It hurt me but it felt good too. Within seconds it was hard as rock. It looked huge. I held it at its base with one hand and pulled the foreskin back with the other. I kissed and licked his cockhead, and twirled my tongue several times around its ridge. He moaned in pleasure. His cock got hard. Then I put the cockhead into my mouth in its rigid state and started swirling my tongue on its head and heard him moaning and growling.
I used my spit to wet his shaft while stroking it with my hands. He looked down and spat a glob of saliva on the shaft to lubricate it more. I lotion-ed the saliva over his shaft and I slid it down my throat. I began to suck as if my life depended on it. His cock swelled further up to fill my mouth.
Once he was fully erect I couldn't get all of him into my throat in that position. With a little over two-inch diameter he was just too thick. I tried to take him as deep in my mouth as possible but I would start gagging at 5 inches. I tightly wrapped my hands around the base of his dick and stroked it as my mouth bobbed up and down on the five inches I could handle.
Minutes later, he took my hands away from his cock and placed them on his hips. Next, with his hands on the back of my head, he started pumping his cock in my mouth slowly. Then he increased the speed. With the stamina and endurance, he had shown while fucking my mouth before, how long he would last.
He started pushing his rod gently but firmly, and soon he was deep in my throat. He held me down. My throat twitched around him and he moaned some more.
His cock pulsed in my throat. I fought not to gag and held him in for as long as I could. It felt so incredible, impaled on his huge hard cock! When I had to come up, he let me, but only halfway. His hand held me firmly, I still had several hard inches of his cock in my mouth but I could breathe and relax a bit, so I was OK. I was panting hard around his stalk. I felt the pressure from his hand again, and I let my throat relax as he pushed me down deep. When my lips pressed into his trimmed hipbone, I gulped my throat muscles around him, pulling him into me deeper. He groaned, deeply, "Awwww, fuck kid," I felt his prick pulse and throb inside my distended throat. "Fucking deep wet throat you got, boy."
I gulped again around his wand, nearly gagging and spewing him out, but I calmed myself and held him in. He must have felt it because he got steely hard. He moaned and held me firmly on him. I gulped again, massaging his shaft some more. Strangely, I felt relaxed and calm enough to do that a few more times before I had to slide him out to breathe. He was in such a state of bliss that he didn't even stop me this time.
His club fell into my hand, thick and slimy and heavy as a rock. As I stroked it, I drooled all over him. His cock was pulsing and leaking like crazy on my tongue. I twirled my tongue around the ridge again and again. He was whimpering now, so I did that a few more times, taking his cockhead in and out of my mouth and creating strong suction.
"Oh, fuck, kid," he growled and pushed his butt forward toward me.
"Awwww, yeah."
His cock throbbed harder in my mouth. My jaws extended far beyond their limits as I bobbed deeper on his spike. It was ready to burst, the skin stretched taut around it. I felt his body go into convulsions, and his hips bucked into me, totally out of control. His moaning got louder and louder, and then he cried out, jamming himself into me deep. I don't know when his hands took hold of my head, but now they held me firmly against him, his pulsing cock spurting load after thick load deep into my throat.
I pushed against him and finally broke free. I gasped some air, and dove right back on his spurting cock. I sucked and sucked him while he blasted, dragging his cockhead across my tongue as it poured out more cum for me to gulp down. He cried out with each burst of his juice. My tongue felt each shot pulse through his pole before the taste hit it. Fuck yeah, I could hardly gulp it down fast enough! It tasted musky and manly and so sweet, too. I sucked on his head and he gushed out more for me. Eventually, the fountain of spouge slowed down and I nursed out the last trickles. He was moaning and panting hard.
Finally, he pulled out, slapped his dick on my face and lips a few times, and wiped it across my face twice while keeping his eyes locked with mine and smiling a triumphant smile on his face. He patted me on my head, pushed me up, turned me around, spit on his fingers, and shoved them deep into my waiting hole. I was hard as hell bursting for a quick release. His expert fingers found the joy button and he rubbed them as I moaned. A minute later, he finger-fucked me vigorously, pumping his fingers so hard that I started moaning and whimpering in pleasure. "Awwh...aww...aww" kept erupting from my mouth. I trembled and squealed again and again as I came so violently, spraying spurts of jizz all over the shower wall. He didn't stop till I reached back and held his hand to stop him.
Heaving heavily, I slid down the floor as he pushed me aside. He rinsed himself again and left the shower smiling, leaving me on the floor.
I quickly showered, picked up the towel, wrapped it around my waist, and came out. There I saw him, in front of the vanity, putting on his suit and tie readying for his work. His face was beaming with a big broad sexy grin. He looked at me with a satisfied leery look as if he had won a battle.
I wanted to talk to him about doing more than just what we had been doing. As if he read my mind,
"What??"
I hesitated. Sure, it was hot what I was getting but I really wanted more than that. I needed him inside me.
"Can we try something different?" I said.
"I like it my way."
"It's good. I really like it but I'd like more than just BJs."
There was a long pause. Very long. After two or three minutes I wondered if I'd pushed too hard.
"Don't be a bitch. We are not in a relationship. I don't dig men. We made it clear from the start. What we have is just great. You satisfy my needs and I satisfy yours. You love it. In fact, you should hear yourself out when I give you those violent orgasms. I have Susan to fuck and you to unload my loads. It's going great, don't mess it up." He squeezed hair gel on his hands, applied it to his hair, and then washed his hands under the sink. Then he looked for the towel. He came near me, yanked my towel, wiped his hands, and threw the towel back at me. I was standing butt-naked in front of him.
"Besides, it's quite aspirational of you. Do you think your ass can handle my cock? I will split you into two. You won't be able to walk again." He laughed naughtily and squeezed my butt hard.
He saw the look of disappointment on my face and then said, "Well, I am getting late. Send me a short message describing what you want. If it is hot enough, maybe we will do it." Another squeeze of my butt.
Seconds later he was at the door about to leave without saying a word. But then he turned around and said with his hand on his crotch, "Thanks for making this happy!" laughed and left.
I stood naked in front of the mirror thinking about how awful my sex life was before I started this cock-sucking affair with him. What would my sex life be like without him? I wanted him in my life on his terms. I needed this release, so I decided to never bother him about this again.
A few days later, he asked me to leave him a voicemail describing what more I wanted from him. I thought about it in detail and that evening I left him this message.
"Mr. Woods, I have an inferno burning deep inside my boypussy, which needs to be doused regularly. Only a macho, powerful stud like you can put out this insatiable fire while meeting his daily carnal appetite. I want you to use my body, my holes to your satisfaction. I want to give you all that I have. I want you to take it as and when you want to take it. I want your big fat cock deep inside my boypussy and make me full. You are huge. I know your cock will feel good when you fuck me. I want you to take me, to plow my ass, to ram into me. Fuck me, fuck my mind. I need you, your huge cock plugging my hole, pumping in me, ramming in me. I want my boypussy to belong to you. Please fill me, use me, fuck me, and cum in me."
---To be continued ---