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“I won’t hurt you, Maxxine.”
Everything within me wanted to reject his advance, but the desire to be with him was surreal. I wanted him inside me.
“I promise,” he said before slipping his tongue back inside my mouth. Kenneth pulled my coat off and let it hit the floor before taking my turtleneck, designer jeans, and heels off. He let out a sigh as he looked me up and down slowly. His eyes were tracing the curves of my voluptuous body.
I unbuttoned his shirt as we continued to kiss. I removed his shirt and coat all at once. I wanted to feel his naked chest against mine and caress it with my soft hands. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his slacks, letting them fall around his ankles, leaving him standing in his cotton briefs. I could feel the stiffness of his clothed dick pressing up against my body. I couldn’t wait to have him inside me.
Kenneth backed me up slowly against the wall. He licked, kissed, and nibbled his way down my neck to my breasts. He popped both breasts out from my floral satin bra. He sucked on my right breast and squeezed and pinched my other breast with his fingers. I loved the warmth of his tongue sucking on my hard nipples. I caressed the back of his head, filling his mouth with my breast. My pussy was throbbing and my panties were so moist. Kenneth put his free hand in my panties and rubbed my swollen clit. He rubbed it so hard and continued to suck my breast as a moan of ecstasy escaped my lips. He rubbed and squeezed my swollen clit for a little while longer before sliding two fingers inside my wet essence.
I gyrated my hips and worked my pussy on his fingers. My moans were beginning to grow more as Kenneth stroked his fingers deeper in my wetness. He released his mouth from my breast and kissed my lips and sucked on them, while he continued to finger me. We both looked into each other’s eyes. We stared at one another, and the next thing I knew, my panties were being ripped. Kenneth tore my panties off and pulled his aroused dick out from his briefs. I gazed down at his big, thick dick and it gazed back up at me. I wondered if his dick would fit in my pussy. He reached down and picked me up. I wrapped my long, toned legs around his sculpted waist. He slid his tongue into my wanting mouth. I wrapped my arms around his body. Kenneth elevated me up higher to position my pussy over his dick. Then he lowered me slowly onto his manhood, easing its way past my moistened pussy lips. I felt his head entering me and inching its way farther inside me. I moaned after his dick was all the way inside me, stretching my pussy beyond its limits. It hurt like hell, but felt so good at the same time.
“Are you okay? Is everything alright, Maxxine?” he passionately asked me.
“Yes,” I uttered with bliss.
He continued to kiss me and fuck me up against the wall. He fucked me slow, grinding and pumping his massive dick into my tight pussy. I locked my legs around him tighter and pulled his body closer to mine.
“Mmmm, fuck me. Fuck me, Kenneth!” I whispered with ecstasy in my voice. I could feel his dick tickling my navel as our moans and groans grew more intense with pleasure. He continued to tear my pussy up against the wall for twenty-five minutes, before carrying me over to the staircase with his steel pipe still marinating inside me. Kenneth pulled his dick out of me slowly and put me down gently. His dick was still at full attention and covered with my sweet juices.
“Turn around and bend over for me, dear,” he demanded.
I obeyed, resting the palms of my hands parallel to each other on the steps. Kenneth rubbed and squeezed my ample ass as he knelt down behind me on the stairs. I couldn’t remember the last time my pussy had been eaten so well. He rolled his tongue into a tube and wasted no time licking and darting his tongue in and out of me. I moaned louder each time he sucked and nibbled on my clit. His strong hands grabbed my hips to prevent me from swaying back and forth so much. He worked his hot tongue forcefully over my cunt. I came four times from that snakelike tongue of his. My juices drizzled down my inner thighs and onto his tongue. He licked me dry before standing back up. Kenneth began stroking his shaft with his right hand and rubbing and fingering my pussy with the other. I was so fucking horny and ready to have him invade my sugary walls again. I told him to take my sweet pussy and fuck me hard. He grabbed my hips and spanked his dick on my pussy before penetrating me. He thrust it in quickly, all in one stroke. He moaned and so did I. I loved the curve in his dick. Kenneth definitely knew how to hit all my G-spots with his curved pipe. He pumped his dick in my pussy slowly, squeezing my ass. He increased his pace and caught a rhythm. My ass was in for one hell of a ride then. Kenneth fucked my little pussy with no mercy, spanking my ass and grabbing my hips to pull me up and down on his shaft. I could feel his balls slamming up against my clit as he pounded and thrust himself deeper inside me. I could hear him whispering my name repeatedly as he fucked me faster and harder.
My knees began to buckle beneath me. They were shaking and getting ready to give way. Our extremely intense moans accelerated. Each stroke of his inside me was better than the previous one. I could feel the sweat trickling down from his body onto my back and being absorbed in my skin. Kenneth felt so damn good inside me, tearing my pussy to pieces, slapping my ass, rubbing my nipples, and kissing my back. The more he fucked me, the louder I got. With each thrust of his hips, I could feel his dick. It seemed as if he were trying to touch my heart. I could feel myself sinking slowly to the floor as we both came in unison. Kenneth gave me a fe
w more thrusts and then collapsed on top of me. We were both breathing rapidly after our exploding climaxes. We lay there for a few minutes in silence. My mind and body were numb. Kenneth pulled his long pipe out of me slowly and asked if I was ready to leave; I quietly responded that I was.
I drove forty miles out of the way from my hometown. I couldn’t risk being seen by anyone who knew me—worse yet, Kamar! Though it was too late for all of that; the stains on those steps in the parking garage told a different story. Since it was Black History Month, I brought Kenneth to the Bushnell Theatre. I was stunned that he still wanted to go after he laid the pipe down so well. I was spent, euphoric and confused, but Kenneth insisted. Every day in February at the theater, African-American culture was celebrated through various themes and events that contributed to the past, present, and future of our society. When we went, they had black artists showcasing their work in a monthlong exhibition, and they were showcasing several miscellaneous performances about the underground slaves and the unknown African-American heroes who had fought for freedom. I figured he would appreciate the exhibits; he did. I would have enjoyed it more with Kamar. My mind kept switching back and forth between Kamar and Kenneth. My husband was my heart and soul. There was no doubt about that, but Kenneth gave me something that Kamar hadn’t been giving me in a long time.
There was complete silence on the way to the Hilton Hotel. I assumed Kenneth was going to say good-night and get his luggage from the trunk of my car, but instead he flashed that sexy smile of his at me.
“Maxxine, thank you for taking me to the theater.”
“You’re welcome.”
“Are you okay?” he asked for the twentieth time that day.
“Hell no!”
“Tell me what’s wrong.”
I took a deep breath before speaking.
“I’m married and I shouldn’t have even chatted with you!”
“I’m glad you did.”
I looked away from Kenneth as he leaned over and brushed the hair behind my ear.
“Saturday is my last day in town and I want to spend the rest of the week with you.”
I stared at him in shock. He couldn’t have been serious.
“Kenneth, I can’t risk what we did again—never!”
“Nobody is going to find out.”
“I know that but—”
