Late August heatwave. Apartment swelters. Bunk bed delivery day. I cleared the kid’s room. Doorbell buzzes early afternoon. Short Portuguese boss and this rugby-built black guy haul parts up. Portuguese bolts for other jobs. Black stays, sweating bullets on assembly.
I iron nearby. Peek in. He’s shirtless now. Glossy black chest. Ripped abs flexing. No dirty thoughts. Yet. Work drags. Offer break. “Thirsty? Drink?”
The Thirsty Trap in the Hallway
“Yeah, parched.” Pause. Mumble. “If you’re thirsty, I got somethin’ to drink.”
Mishear. “Sure, kitchen’s cooler.”
Hallway shadows. Parquet creaks under his heavy steps. Close behind me. Too close. Kitchen door swings. Light filters through thin blinds. Neighbors’ voices drift from open window. Siesta time. Everyone sleeps.
Sudden iron grip on neck. Spins me. Forces knees to cold tile. Pants drop. Thick black cock flops out. Semi-hard. Veiny. Uncut. “Drink up, thirsty slut.”
Shock freezes me. Flattered too. Strangers eye me like meat. No choice anyway. My vice: cocksucking. Dive in.
Tentative licks. Pinkish head swells huge. Girth scares me. Nervous tongue flicks right, left. Down shaft. He chatters. “Yeah, lick balls. Suck ’em. Good girl. Deeper now.”
First black dick. Fantasy revived. Mouth stretches wide. Hurts. Saliva drips. I pump. Juggle heavy balls. Free hand claws soaked pussy. Can’t quite reach.
He grins. “Love it, slut? First BBC? Excites your whore ass. Deeper, bitch.”
Insults hit different. Hubby tried once. Shocked me. Now? Wetting floors. “Suck balls. Bite head lightly. Fuck, whore!”
Gag reflex kicks. Too thick. Pre-cum floods. I trail tongue up. Abs taste salt. Neck. Lips crash. Swap spit, sweat, precum. Grind against his meat. Clit throbs.
He yanks polite. Knees hit floor again. Creak echoes hallway. “Suck, slut. Don’t stop.” Slow drags. Balls in mouth. Up shaft. Vacuum suck. Accelerate.
Wonder: black cum taste? Facefuck incoming. Hands clamp head. Rams throat. Choke. Gasp. Stars burst. Pulls hair back. Jerks furious. Eyes roll.
Gagging Ecstasy and Close Calls
First rope splats cheek. Lip edge. Neck drench. Grunts echo. Muffled. Heart hammers. Neighbors hear?
Feeds soft cock remnants. “Clean, pig. Every drop.”
Gulp thick load. Musky. Strong. Wipe face. Collapse. Hike skirt. Rip panties. Fingers blitz clit. Fingers plunge cunt. Asshole begs. Frenzy.
He watches. Dazed. Probes wet slit. I shatter. Scream stifled. Legs quake. Best orgasm ever. Waves crash.
Interphone shrills. Panic. He bolts. Room shadows swallow him.
Stumble up. Splash face. Buzz. “Boss here.”
Portuguese climbs stairs. Eyes my flush. Silent. Checks progress. Scolds delay. Parquet groans under tools.
Forgot panties. Kitchen hunt. Gone. Souvenir thief.
They finish. Sign papers. Tip. Black winks. “Thanks for drink.” Door clicks.
Alone. Shower chills skin. Hubby home later. Loves bed. Kids thrilled.
Night. Pan drawer. My panties tumble. No words. Days later? Pins me to mezzanine. “Take it, slut.”
Did he know? Planned? Neighbors whisper? Secret burns. Crave more.