Lust for Black: She Could Not Resist
By Emma Jones
()
About this ebook
"His kisses intoxicated me, his whispers aroused me, and his touch ignited me. I had never responded to anyone like this in my entire life—including my innocent husband.
With a smile of satisfaction at having pleased me so well, my dark lover walked me to my bedroom door, kissed me sweetly, and pushed me inside. One look at my snoring husband made me want to run into my lover's bed, instead. It took all my willpower to undress and slide into my husband's bed, and I lay there awake the rest of the night, forcing myself not to crawl into my lover's arms, his door just some six steps from my own."
Continue reading more in the full eBook.
Emma Jones
I am a freelance erotic writer who loves writing stories under various genres of erotica
Read more from Emma Jones
The Anal Slut: She Could Not Get Enough Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5She Missed Her Period: Interracial Love Blossomed Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Handsome Black Man: She Couldn’t Suppress Her Lust Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Married Slut: Her Love For Black Men Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Wank Buddies: Mutual Masturbation Pleasures Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsSex with a Stranger: Pleasure Overflow Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsDivorce Resort: Recovering from A Divorce Has Never Been Better Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsHer First Black Guy: Dark Pleasure Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsWife Takes a Lover: Ultimate Cuckold Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5She Loves Being a Hotwife: Her Pleasures & Experiences Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsElizabeth: Hottie Next Door Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Hypnotist: Sex Has Never Been Better Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsLife of a Prostitute: Her Pains & Pleasures Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsRachel The Slut: A Mature Woman’s Sexual Escapades Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsOld Man & His Young Woman: Naked Garden Love Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Employment Offer: The Sex Intrigued Her Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe New Employee: She Pleased The CEO & His Wife Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsRebecca: Depths of Her Submissive Desires Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Immoral Proposal: Money for Her & Pleasure for Him Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Brothel: Lust Coupled With Love Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsA Housewife’s Lesbian Fantasy: She Didn’t Think She’d Enjoy It So Much Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsPenis Obsession: She Can’t Get Enough Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsHer Craving for a Young Lover Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsMovie Night: Freshmen Erotic Experiences Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Sex Therapist: She Shares Her Experiences Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Engaged Couple: Their Deep Love For Each Other Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratings
Related to Lust for Black
Related ebooks
Hot for Him: Three Hotwife Stories Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Dark, Insatiable Cravings of Mrs. Harding Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Cuckold's Tale: The First Taste Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsIt Was a Very Memorable Weekend Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsIsabella's Bull Lover Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsIn May Comes Summer Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Lose Your Wife In Three Easy Lessons Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsHotwife Vacation - A M F M Multiple Partner Wife Watching Wife Sharing Romance Novel Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsDivorce Resort: Recovering from A Divorce Has Never Been Better Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Hotwife: Our Story Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsMy Wife Dates Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsSinful Hotwife Urges Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsCuckold Testing Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsHe Was Chosen To Be Misty's Extra Lover Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsHotel Hotwife Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsHubby Always Comes Last Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsHotwife Tales: Brie 2 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsHotwife Blind Date Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsMy Wife's Lover Rating: 2 out of 5 stars2/5Black Mamba Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsMean Wives Cuckold Bundle Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsMy Son's Walkie-Talkie Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsHotwife Hell: Seal The Deal Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsAmanda, the Signing Bonus, Author's Cut Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Making of B.J. Barb Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Clean Up Man 2: Cuckold's Cove! Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Big Black Conference Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Happy Cuckold Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsCuckolded by the Billionaire Black Bull Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsAn Unfaithful Weekend Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5
Erotica For You
Quick and Wild: Ten Short Erotic Stories Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5Wallbanger Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5She Comes First: The Thinking Man's Guide to Pleasuring a Woman Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Just Porn - Sex stories for Adults: Erotic stories uncensored English Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5Anonymous Sex Rating: 2 out of 5 stars2/5The Big, Fun, Sexy Sex Book Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Quickies: Eight Short Erotic Stories Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Best of Best American Erotica 2008: 15th Anniversary Edition Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5Explicit Content: Red Hot Stories of Hardcore Erotica Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Quick and Dirty: Seven Short Erotic Stories Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5Intense: Erotic Short Story Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Ruin Me Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Two Boyfriends Are Better Than One Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5Scandalized Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5The Sex-Starved Marriage: Boosting Your Marriage Libido: A Couple's Guide Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Dirty Thirty Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5The 120 Days of Sodom & Other Writings Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5Good Girl Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Sex Stories Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Juliette Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Beautiful Bastard Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Messy Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Under the Roses Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5The Lover Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Bossy: An Erotic Workplace Diary Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5No...I Shouldn't (An Erotic Short Story) Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5Three To Please: 4 Explicit MFM Threesome Stories Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratings
Reviews for Lust for Black
0 ratings0 reviews
Book preview
Lust for Black - Emma Jones
Lust for Black: She Could Not Resist
By Emma Jones
Published by
Cougar Publications at Smashwords
Cougarpublications@outlook.com
Copyright 2022 Cougar Publications
Distributed by Smashwords
All rights reserved.
No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the prior permission of the publisher.
The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to any actual person, living or dead, events or locales is entire coincidental
Authors Note:
All characters depicted in this work of fiction are at least 18 years old or above. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Contents
Chapter 1: Former Teammate
Chapter 2: Fun in the Shower
Chapter 3: Love in the Afternoon
Chapter 4: Tryst Continues
Chapter 5: Hard Ass Fucking
Chapter 6: A Picnic
Chapter 7: Pleasing her Black Lover
Chapter 8: Fantasies Fulfilled
Chapter 9: The Conclusion
Chapter 10: Epilogue
Chapter 1: Former Teammate
Trey pulled me to him, kissed me deep, and stroked his long, dark fingers over my smooth, wet pussy. Moaning into his mouth, I came, revelling the in the wild sensations his fingers brought me. The sound of his soft, breathy laughter filled my head, making me moan. When he pulled his lips from mine and started whispering into my ear, I lost it. Legs shaking, biting back a scream, I moaned my pleasure against his shoulder, the room spinning as I fought the instinctive cries of passion locked in my throat. My juices slicked his hand, his fingers rubbing against my slit, his wrist erotically rubbing my clit, the deadly combination of his voice and his touch driving me over the edge, even here in this most risky of places—standing in the living room of the house I shared with my husband.
My husband had talked forever of his east coast schooling and the friends he'd made on the football and basketball teams of which he was star. When we met on the west coast, where I was raised, it all sounded foreign and intriguing, and I would listen for hours to his stories about the guys
and all they did. When my husband and Trey and a few other guys got together after the games, they pulled out all the stops, sharing beer, as well as women. Girlfriends were passed around, one to the next, and sometimes there were fights when one the relationship lines got a little blurry. Yet the guys
always managed to work it out.
It was during a much-anticipated high school reunion that I finally got to meet the guys.
To my surprise, they were all complete gentlemen, and most had gone on to become quite successful, professional men—a far cry from what I had pictured when I heard the stories of parties and conquests. It was at this reunion that I met Trey—and lost my innocence.
One of the few in the group to take up professional sports, Trey had spent several successful years in the NFL—and had the body to prove it. An ACL tear had sidelined him a few years ago, so he had decided to invest his wealth into his second love—refurbishing classic street rods. He had built a hugely successful company, and his cars were on hot demand everywhere, from the young kids with too much money on their hands to the old businessmen who wanted to reacquire a fragment of their past. At the doubting look on my face, he laughed and said that it didn't bother him—he got to do what he loved, and was paid well for it!
Trey's passion for his work was obvious in every word, every gesture, every smile, as he described this car or that, talking about wiring harnesses, transmissions and any other number of things way over my head. It was mesmerizing, though, listening to his sexy voice, watching that smile crease his dark face, and in moments I was head over heels in lust with this man.
Watching his graceful gestures as he spoke about his babies,
I was soon imagining those sexy, dark fingers caressing me. When his eyes rolled at something my husband said, I ached to make them roll from something I was doing to his sexy body, instead. When his laugh rumbled across my skin, my heartbeat went into overdrive, and I had to walk away under the pretext of visiting the punch bowl, and catch my breath. After 17 years of being faithful to my loving husband, I was about to lose control over this man about whom I had heard so many ribald locker room stories.
To my complete surprise, Trey had noticed me, as well. He told me later that my big eyes had first captured his interest, then my quick laugh. Once his interest was piqued, he decided that, just like in the old days, fair was fair—and if I responded to his advances, then I was fair game. And when I handed him a requested drink a few hours later, and didn't draw back from the caress of his fingertips over my hand, he knew I could be had.
We exchanged emails that weekend, and began a lengthy long distance affair. He would listen about my daily life as a suburban housewife, and I learned a lot about classic cars. My husband never knew what was going on. In bed I became insatiable, imagining my husband's body to be my lover's, and exchanging his green eyes for my lover's deep brown ones. And although we had engaged in all forms of long-distance sex, from webcams to letters, we had never actually been close enough to touch. Until this past week, when Trey's business brought him to the West coast, and into my house at my husband's gracious insistence. Now the man I had come to lust was within touching distance – and I couldn't have him, because my husband had no idea.
When we picked Trey up from the airport, he played calm and cool, hugging my husband then myself, the growl in my ear for only me to hear. The brush of my lips against his smooth neck was quick and furtive, but the tingle of that skin-to-skin contact stayed with me for hours. I was in trouble here, desperate to have my lover's touch, and just as desperate to not cause problems with my husband.
All weekend long we acted more like brother and sister than lovers, bickering over passing the butter and tossing soap bubbles at each other when it was time to do the dishes. We grabbed and groped whenever we could, but it just left us frustrated and longing for more. Then, last night, Trey pulled me to him in our darkened living room after my husband had gone to bed, and with that sexy voice and those long, dark fingers, made me gush my cum all over his hand.
When he felt me trembling against him, my juices pulled in his palm, he soothed me, knowing how hard I was fighting the need to scream his name, as I'd done so often on the phone. He whispered in my ear how erotic it was to feel my nails digging into his back, how hard I had clamped down on him while I was cumming. When I blushed and stammered an apology, he kissed me, saying it had really turned him on—that and my moans were making his cock rock hard, and it was all he could do not to bury it in me, back me up and take me, right there on the couch.
With a soft cry of need muffled against his neck, I rocked my hips on his questing fingers, cumming yet again. Oh, how many times I had imagined toppling to the couch with this sexy black man, taking his big black dick deep in me, and to hell with not ruining the soft suede of the upholstery! Every tap of his finger against my clit set me off again, and I buried my face in his neck, panting for air and biting back screams of pure pleasure. My entire body centered around him – his voice in my ear, his fingers sliding along my pussy lips, his sexy shoulders tight in my grasp, the thrum of his pulse against my lips. A small part of me warned myself to be careful, that my husband was down the hall, sleeping. But my body was on overload, and the pent up desire I had felt for this man was not to be ignored. With lips and tongue and teeth and all the rest of my trembling body, I caressed him, pressing against him, riding his fingers, tasting his sexy lips with mine again and again. His kisses intoxicated me, his whispers aroused me, and his touch ignited me. I had never responded to anyone like this in my entire life—including my innocent husband.
With a smile of satisfaction at having pleased me so well, my dark lover walked me to my bedroom door, kissed me sweetly, and pushed me inside. One look at my snoring husband made me want to run into my lover's bed, instead. It took all my willpower to undress and slide into my husband's bed, and I lay there awake the rest of the night, forcing myself not to crawl into my lover's arms, his door just some six steps from my own.
Monday thankfully came soon, and I watched the sun rise through the bedroom window, wondering if Trey had slept well, or if he had been as restless as I was. With my husband safely in the shower, I stood at the partially opened door to our guest room and watched as my lover slept, aching yet again to crawl up onto the bed and into his arms. Hearing the shower stop, I scooted back to my bedroom and started getting ready for the day, hoping my shaking hands weren't obvious.
Knowing Trey had an early morning appointment to keep, I walked into the guest room under the pretense of making sure he was awake. Oh, how those deep brown eyes mesmerized me as my lover rolled over and smiled at me. Reaching down, I slipped my fingers across his chest, desperately needing to feel that contact. My eyes burned with desire as I softly caressed him, memorizing every touch. My other hand slid under the cover, teasingly stroking everything around his cock, but never touching it. My pussy gushed at the evidence of his pleasure, and my trembling legs threatened to buckle under me. My lover, ever knowledgeable of my body, took the opportunity to slip his hand into my sweatpants, questing fingers unerringly finding my throbbing clit, which he teased and expertly manipulated until my breath was a tortured squeal.
When I thought I could take no more, he slipped one, then two, fingers partway inside me. I exploded. My lover lay on the bed, stroking my sloppy wet pussy as I stood beside him at the edge of my guest bed. It was all I could do not to scream his name as orgasm after orgasm overtook me, raging through my body, leaving me spent and weak when the tides subsided. Knowing we had pushed our luck so far as privacy went, he urged me to the door, where I managed to slip out and down the hallway, undetected. Slipping onto the same couch that took up a good part of my fantasies, I pretended to my husband that my shaky voice and flushed features were the onset of a virus, biting back a sigh of relief when the kiss he intended for my lips dropped onto my forehead, instead. Thoughts of Trey crowded my mind, and it was his touch my body craved, not that of my husband.
I sat on the couch, listening to my husband leave for work and my lover start up his shower, feeling my cum still dripping from my swollen pussy. I ached to feel Trey's cum there, mixing with mine, filling me to depths no one had ever plundered