White Slut Wives

Slut wife gets relief from a young black man

A few weeks ago I was in the middle of dry spell. I was spending several weeks away from home, tending to an ill relative. as I result, I was spending all day at the hospital and my only companion at night was a small “pocket rocket” vibrator. Simply stated, I needed to be fucked.

As my relative improved, I noticed a young black guy at the hospital. He came through every day, emptying trash cans and sweeping the floor. He was tall, lean and muscular. I knew he had to be well hung. I found myself thinking about him at night as my vibrator worked its magic. Over the next couple of days, I changed my wardrobe just a bit, showing a little more cleavage and making sure that my ass was displayed to its best advantage. I learned that his name was Dwayne and I began to flirt with him (just a little bit). Finally, after a few days of preparation I made my move.

I wore short, summer dress with a light sweater on the top, to cover that fact that I wore no underwear. As Dwayne cleaned the room that day, I made sure he got a nice look up my skirt. More than one look, in fact. As young guys do, he got hard immediately. I could see the long outline of his delicious cock though his pants. I left the room, letting him finish his work and headed a few doors down to the end of the hall. When he stepped out of the room, he was obviously looking for me. By then my sweater was removed. Standing in front of the large window at the end of the hall, I knew that the effect that the sunlight behind me was having on my dress. I quickly stepped through the door that led to a little used stairwell. I went up a flight of stairs and waited.

In a matter of seconds he stepped through the door. I leaned over so that he could see me. He bounded up the stairs and stood in front of me. I wasted no time in dropping to my knees in front of him and pulling out the beautiful black cock. He was as long as I had imagined him. Neary a foot, I suppose. He was already creaming. I sucked him hungrily for a few minutes before finding a condom in my purse. As he put it on I stood up and bent over the railing. We knew that we had to hurry. He wasted no time in filling my pussy with his dick. I nearly came instantly. He banged me hard, and came nearly as fast as I did. Remarkably, he just kept fucking. He never got soft. (God, I love young men!) He just kept pumping. I came twice before he unloaded the second time. I left him standing there, stuffing that cock back into his pants as I ran back to the room.

That was my last day to visit the hospital. Thanks, Dwayne, for making it a memorable one!