The Fling

by Jason Lenov

  Her laughter stung a little but with a pleasant edge.

  “First time black,” Vanessa said. She licked her lips.

  Black dude nodded. “Nice. I’m Alex.”

  Alex? Not what I’d expected.

  He reached out to and we shook hands. He had a firm but not overpowering grip which was somehow reassuring. He smiled. “Little nervous?” he asked, most likely because of my sweaty palm.

  “Little bit. I’m Rick.”

  “Nice to meet you, Rick. Is that booze I smell?”

  “Uh, yeah. You want a drink?”

  “Yeah. Always helps smooth things out.”

  The whole interaction was oddly normal. He even came across as kind of a good guy. Which made me feel bad as soon as I thought it. What had I expected? A thug? I glanced at Vanessa.

  She shot me a smile. “Why don’t you get the man a drink? Sit down Alex.” She seemed completely at ease with the whole situation. So at ease that it was a little unnerving.

  I walked over to the little table in the corner and poured Alex a vodka soda.

  “You want to hear something funny?” Vanessa asked.

  I didn’t realize she was asking me until I turned around. “Uh, sure.”

  “Alex is a divorce attorney.”

  I nearly tripped and spilled the drink all over him. I managed to regain my balance and keep the liquid in the cup.

  Alex chuckled. “Should’ve waited to tell him that,” he said, taking the cup and taking a sip.

  I gave Vanessa a nervous glance.

  “No, sweetie. He’s not here to make you sign anything,” she teased. “I just think it’s funny that a divorce attorney does this as his hobby. Don’t you?”

  I wasn’t sure what the hell to think. The whole thing was so surreal. “Uh, yeah. Sure.”

  Alex smiled again. “That’s quite a wife you’ve got there.” His eyes roamed down Vanessa’s body.

  Something seemed odd. “Do you two…know each other?” I asked.

  Vanessa smiled at Alex. “We chatted a little online.”

  Her answer jabbed me in the gut. Of course it was better than if she’d said “yes,” but the notion that her and Alex had been chatting, that she’d casually been planning this, most likely while I was at work, knocked me off balance again. I took a seat in the chair by the table.

  “So listen,” Alex said, slamming the rest of his vodka and setting the cup on the floor. “You can still call this off now. But once we get going I’m gonna finish up. I don’t like to blue-ball my way home if you know what I’m saying.”

  I nodded.

  Vanessa smiled.

  “You on any kind of birth control?” he asked.

  Vanessa’s smile twisted a little. “Actually…”

  Actually?

  Actually?!?

  Actually what?!?

  Alex raised an eyebrow.

  “…my prescription ran out.”

  My jaw dropped open.

  “Shit,” Alex muttered. “I didn’t bring any rubber.”

  “Well…it’ll be okay, right? You can pull out?”

  My stomach did another little dance. “Uh…” was all I managed to grunt.

  “Alright,” Alex replied, already standing and undoing his pants. “If you’re cool with that. I’m cool.”

  Holy fuck. “Uh guys…”

  Vanessa looked at me with an innocent but pointed stare that stopped me in mid-sentence. I could read exactly what she was trying to say. A deal was a deal, after all.

  She’d let me take her ass the night before.

  Now it was her turn.

  “You cool?” Alex asked. He’d paused his undress.

  This time it was me who looked away from Vanessa’s stare and down at the ground. It wasn’t quite humiliation that I felt but it was an emotion that started in the same place.

  I knew that the safe thing to do, the right thing to do, was to call this off. But there was something titillating, something electrifyingly dangerous about what she was proposing. Something that stirred my cock to life. “I’m cool.”

  Alex nodded. “Cool.” He resumed undressing. “Come on white girl,” he said, smiling at Vanessa. “Let’s see what you got.” His accent had changed, was more relaxed, more vernacular. Almost like he was playing a part for my benefit.

  Vanessa swung her long legs off the bed and stood up. She shrugged the robe off and suddenly the full majesty of her naked body was on display.

  “Damn, girl,” Alex purred.

  Vanessa smirked. She looked so comfortable standing there. Her chest was puffed out, nipples already hard and ready. She was standing on the balls of her feet which made her ass and thighs flexed and taut.

  A sharp jolt of adrenaline shot through me at the thought that Alex’s powerful black body would soon be buried between her legs.

  I stole glances at him as he undressed.

  His shirt came off revealing a well-muscled chest and thick arms. His six-pack was clearly outlined with not an ounce of fat anywhere on him. Not like Thomas who had a layer of fat over his muscle.

  Alex dropped his pants then pulled off his boxers.

  This caused both Vanessa and I to stare at the thick, black python that hung between his legs. Behind it swung two heavy testicles that wouldn’t have out of place on a bull.

  “Wow,” Vanessa whispered. “As promised.”

  Alex chuckled. “You like a black stick in the mouth?” he asked, hauling his cock up to offer it to Vanessa.

  Fuck.

  I’d spent the day imagining what it would be like being in the same room with her and the man that was going to fuck her. No amount of imagination could have prepared me for this.

  She cheerily bounced over and sank down to her knees. “Holy shit, Richard, would you look at the size of this thing?”

  I looked at her sideways as she lifted his hose next to her face. It was a dark and veiny thing and Vanessa’s fingers couldn’t fully circle around it.

  “It’s alright man. No shame in looking. That’s why you’re here, right?”

  With Alex’s reassurance I turned my head to look directly at them. I watched her delicate white fingers glide along the hardening black flesh.

  She was staring at me and smiling. “Everything you imagined it would be?” she asked. She smacked her cheek with his dick and giggled again.

  Alex laughed.

  I stared in awe at the sight, my cock hardening in my lap.

  “Open that pretty little mouth,” Alex said.

  Vanessa looked up at him with adoring eyes and slowly parted her lips.

  Alex took himself in hand and began to feed her inch after inch of his cock. Inch by inch he slipped inside her, invading her mouth with his thickening muscle until a filthy gurgle betrayed that the head of it had kissed the back of her throat.

  Alex paused, twisted his cock a little in her mouth, then put a hand on either side of her head.

  My insides twisted.

  “That’s it baby. Take a little more.”

  Vanessa gagged again but relaxed her throat.

  Alex groaned as he worked himself in.

  Chapter 10

  I watched Vanessa’s throat stretch to accommodate Alex’s girth. Her face began to turn red.

  Alex kept plowing into her until there was only an inch of his cock outside. “Ugh, fuck,” he grunted. Just as slowly, he pulled himself out.

  His cock sprang out of her face covered in her spit.

  Vanessa gasped and sucked in a lungful of air. She began panting and wrapped both hands around his now stiff meat. She stared at it with hungry eyes, her tongue hanging out, her whole body desperate to have it back inside.

  Alex made her wait before stepping back up.

  This time she slurped it into her mouth and started sucking on the head. Her cheeks hollowed as her lips formed a tight seal around his dick.

  Alex stared down at her. He’d let go of her head so she could start bobbing back and forth on him.

 
; As she sucked, Vanessa choked the base of his cock with her fists and pumped.

  All I could do was gape at the filthy scene unfolding before me. My wife seemed desperate to taste his cum.

  Vanessa reached between his legs and palmed his balls, rolling them around in her hand. She squeezed, making Alex grunt. His reaction excited her and she gave him another squeeze. She looked up at him and moaned through the mouthful of cock.

  As this went on Alex started thrusting gently into her mouth. The muscles in his ass started to tighten.

  I could tell the moment Vanessa tasted the first drop of pre-cum that oozed out because she started gobbling him down even harder.

  It wasn’t long before I saw his shaft stiffen.

  “Here it comes, baby,” Alex said.

  His seeding muscle flexed.

  Vanessa’s eyes popped open at the first gush of hot seed. In between head bobs she began to swallow, drinking up his ejaculate and sending it churning into her belly.

  When the last of it had drained out of him she popped off of his cock, cum still swimming in her mouth, and offered him the view by pushing her tongue out.

  Then, like a pro porn star, she closed her lips and made an exaggerated scene out of swallowing the last of his load. Finally, she opened again as proof of what she’d done.

  “Fuck,” Alex said with a shudder. “Lucky fucking guy. Come on, baby. Let’s see that sweet pussy.”

  Vanessa looked like a drunk girl in love as she climbed up onto the bed, cat-like, staring back at him with sultry eyes. Her cunt was a glistening sliver of pink flesh, the pearl of her clit peeking out, engorged with lust.

  “You like eating pussy?” Alex said.

  Looking at him I realized he was talking to me. I swallowed some of the saliva that had pooled in my mouth from staring at Vanessa suck him off, then nodded.

  “Go on then, brother. I need a minute.”

  I turned to see Vanessa smiling at me. She swayed her pear-shaped ass from side to side and winked.

  So, I got up, crossed the room and sank to my knees to worship her soaked pussy with Alex standing behind me.

  I gave it one long, slow lick and dipped my tongue into her honeyed folds before sweeping back down and slurping up her bud.

  She tightened in my mouth and gasped.

  I started swirling my tongue around it, enjoying the acidic edge of her juices as they ran down my tongue.

  It didn’t take long for Vanessa to start panting and pressing back against me.

  I leaned back but she came with me, smothering me with her cunt. I kept licking and sucking at her clit in the hopes that I could make her cum.

  Alex tapped me on the shoulder. “That’s good. You got her good and warmed up for me.”

  Looking to the side I saw that his cock was hard again in his hand. I would have rather kept licking Vanessa’s pussy but Alex seemed insistent that he wanted her again so I crawled back to my chair.

  Vanessa flashed me another smile and winked again.

  “Shit that look tight,” Alex muttered. He ran the head of his cock up and down her slit a few times, basting it in her juices before stepping closer.

  His dick was so black against her pink skin. And it looked so thick. There was a shadow of worry in my mind that he might hurt her with it.

  He tipped his hips forward. The purplish head of his cock slipped past her folds.

  Vanessa gasped, drawing my attention.

  An icy terror gripped me. Unlike any I had felt on our adventure so far. Her expression wasn’t pained or alarmed or even delighted.

  No. Painted across her face was a wonder, a look of discovery that shook me to my very core. It was as if she’d found something she didn’t know existed, or maybe even thought couldn’t exist.

  Alex furrowed into her more deeply.

  As her pussy lips split apart with a soft, wet smack to let him in, the look of wonder began to grow, then morph into something even more disturbing to me.

  Understanding.

  This is what I’ve been missing, her eyes seemed to say.

  Alex continued to feed her his seeder until it was plowed about three quarters of the way into her.

  Vanessa was panting by this point and a sweat had broken out on her forehead.

  I could barely breathe.

  Alex tried to nudge deeper into her.

  Vanessa winced and looked back. She shook her head, blonde curls dancing along her shoulders. “I don’t think…that’s all I can take,” she whispered, lowering her eyes in disappointment.

  Alex smirked. “Oh baby,” he growled. “You in for some surprise.”

  He laid a gentle, black paw on her ass. Then another. Slowly, he pulled his cock out and slipped it back in. He did this a few times, each time stopping at the point she’d said was all she could take. Finally, he stopped until she looked at him. “You ready, baby?” he asked.

  Vanessa’s brow furrowed with worry. “Is it going to hurt?” she whimpered.

  “Oh, honey,” Alex said, chuckling. “Maybe you’re marriage. But not your pussy. Don’t you worry about that.”

  Vanessa glanced at me still looking worried.

  I was paralyzed by what was happening. I couldn’t stop obsessing about how black his skin looked sliding into her. I had nothing to offer to alleviate Vanessa’s concern.

  She looked back at Alex and nodded.

  He braced, gripping her ass more tightly. Then came the thrust.

  Maybe I imagined it but I swear I heard a wet, ripping sound like a watermelon being torn apart.

  Vanessa’s mouth opened and she sucked in a massive breath and held it.

  Alex drove his cock into her up to the hilt and held it there.

  Time seemed to stop.

  The tableau imprinted on my mind. An image I will never forget. Portrait of a defilement.

  Vanessa broke the eerie silence with a shudder. Her face sank slowly onto the bed, lips twisted in agonized pleasure. She opened her eyes and looked at me. “Oh my God, Richard,” she whispered. And then, even more quietly, said, “It. Feels. So. Good.”

  Alex smirked above her again. With a final thrust he slipped the very last bit of his flesh inside her.

  Vanessa whimpered beneath him.

  Then, groaning as he did, he dragged his hose back out of her hole for another pass. “Fuck,” he grunted. “Bitch is tight.”

  It was only when he started lancing her, impaling his dark flesh into her over and over that I realized how hard I was. My cock was throbbing in my lap and the pressure felt like if I didn’t do something about it, it was going to blow. But I was too mesmerized by the flesh ballet being danced on the bed to move.

  Vanessa took his rough thrusts. Each one seemed to propel her to a new and as yet unexperienced peak of pleasure.

  He was touching places in her that I would never, could never, touch.

  It made me insanely jealous but I was so happy for Vanessa, too. I was happy that we were close enough to be able to do this, to be able to share this experience and come out the other end whole.

  Vanessa moaned and clawed her way towards orgasm and Alex kept powering into her. He barely broke a sweat.

  I did. As the moment approached I began to get nervous about him pulling out. How could Vanessa be so irresponsible as to forget her birth control?

  And how could I be so irresponsible as to not say something to stop what was going on. What if he didn’t pull out on time? What if some of his seed spilled into her and swam through her tunnel hunting for her soft egg? And what if it found its target and managed to wriggle in, quickening and setting into her fertile walls?

  That one moment would change everything. A black baby would grow inside Vanessa’s belly.

  I felt like I was standing at the edge of a cliff staring down into the abyss. Something inside me said “jump.”

  Vanessa’s orgasmic moans tore me from my dark fantasy. She was having the most intense orgasm I’d ever seen.

  But what really shook
me, what gripped me and shook me so hard I felt like a rag doll, was the sight of Alex behind her.

  You see he’d stopped thrusting. The muscles in his jaw were tense and his black claws were digging into the flesh of her ass. He was completely still save for one muscle moving.

  The cock, nearly completely buried inside her, was the only thing about him that was moving.

  Pump.

  Release.

  Pump.

  Release.

  I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.

  As Vanessa whimpered through the end of her orgasm, Alex exhaled and stepped back like a dark statue coming to life, pulling his thick cock with him and out of my wife. It slopped out and after it a mess of his white sperm came drooling out of her pussy.

  Vanessa was panting. Her eyes were closed. She seemed calm. Did she not know what had just happened?

  Still, I couldn’t move.

  Alex sighed. He began moving around the room and collecting his clothes. He didn’t look at me until he was dressed and had his hand on the doorknob. Then he glanced back and nodded at Vanessa’s filthy pussy. “Sorry about that,” he muttered.

  And then he was gone.

  Chapter 11

  A silence filled the room. The distant wail of a police siren grew closer, then faded into the night. The neon hotel sign outside the window flickered to life.

  Vanessa opened her eyes. She smiled. “Did you like that?” she said in a sleepy voice.

  This inspired me to finally stand up, stagger over to her and sink down beside the bed. “Baby,” I gasped, “honey, he…”

  Vanessa opened her eyes a little wider. “What? What is it?” she asked.

  “Baby, he fucking came inside you.” My voice was shaking and my hands were trembling as I spoke. I couldn’t believe what had happened. I couldn’t believe she didn’t know.

  Vanessa’s smile widened.

  Why the fuck was she smiling?

  “So you are into that then?” she asked.

  “Nessa,” I breathed, “what the fuck are you talking about?”

  She giggled and put a hand over mine. “It’s one of the things I read about. The breeding thing. Did you like it? I thought I’d try it with you. Maybe I should have asked?”

  Jesus.

  So. Fucking. Hot.