My Story Ch. 10

What is said in lust rarely survives the light of day.

Although Darius and I had agreed on going exclusive, it was impossible as long as him and Hanna worked and lived together. The idea seemed beautiful at the time, however, we would have to remain secretive for the foreseeable future. Of course, this did not stop us having some naughty fun, and when it was more daring, it felt so much more exciting.

It turns out, Hanna had heard us when she'd returned on that fateful night but she did not, for one second, think it was me that was in Darius' bedroom getting well and truly fucked. She'd figured Darius had brought home somebody he'd picked up on a date. I'd managed to slip out of the apartment the next morning before Hanna had woken up and was able to return to my place without raising any suspicion. It felt ever so delicious and naughty that she'd heard us the night before. I had images of her listening intently outside of Darius' room to hear any tell tale sounds coming from the bedroom. I'd wondered if she'd listened, if she'd heard us before, or... did it turn her on to hear the naughty noises of her roommate, and his conquests.

So Hanna and I would appear to be still going strong, with me occasionally having my piece on the side. And what a very large and sexy piece he was.

Hanna is obviously a very highly sexed women and it really does get wild a lot of the time. From the first time I had met Darius, I found out that he could hear quite a lot that goes on in her bedroom, and recently he'd naughtily informed me that he had been masturbating, listening to Hanna and I get freaky. Jeez! Were they both at it? The thought of him stroking his beautiful, big cock while we fucked was so hot! Because he'd told me this, I found myself picturing it whilst in the throes of passion with Hanna. I'd imagine him wanking watching us, or imagine him behind me, ready to mount me while I fucked her. It always sent me over the edge and I started to wonder if it was Hanna getting me off or the thought of Darius in my head.

About a month ago, Hanna and I had just finished a passionate session and while she had visited the bathroom, my phone lit up next to the bed. It was a short video from Darius, showing me exactly what he was doing in the twilight hours. The dim light reflecting off a shiny, lubed up, juicy looking, beautiful black cock, whilst he stroked it slowly and seductively. I had that usual feeling when my mouth feels funny and I crave and feel a deep hunger for him. I had to have him. I text back immediately...... hold that thought.

I let Hanna know I'd go and get us a glass of water and I slipped out of her room and padded the few steps along the hallway, wearing just a slutty smile, to Darius' bedroom. I silently pulled at the door handle and quietly slipped inside. Darius was lay on his back on his bed, his thick, muscular thighs, slightly parted as he stroked that big, black cock for me. The scene was beautiful. The light was dimmed and a thin layer of perspiration shone on his body. Not a word was said between us. I crawled onto the bed and slowly began kissing and teasing up his thighs, working myself slowly to his big balls.

Darius had other ideas and gripped the back of my head to aim his swollen cock head straight into my mouth. He forced himself passed my lips and held me there, stroking his big cock faster. I've experienced his climax numerous times, and I knew from his short breaths and gasps, that he was about to cum.

I went into slut overdrive. I wanted his cum, no, I needed his cum. I swirled my tongue around his bulbous bell end, licking and dipping my tongue into his slit. I wanted to savour it, for him to just unload everything he has into my mouth. I sucked on his cock like I wanted his soul.

Darius' entire body convulsed and tensed up. He held his breath for a split second longer before roaring aloud and sending an explosion of his potent semen into my extremely hungry mouth. I felt jet after jet of his hot cum unload on to my tongue and did my best to swallow it all down. I savoured it, enjoying the feeling of his delicious, twitching, spitting cock in my mouth as I clamped my lips around him to hold him in place and stop it slipping away. I did not want to miss a single drop.

Whilst Darius caught his breath and his gasps had slowed down, I relinquished my grip on his cock and let his semi flaccid penis slip from my mouth before licking my lips.

"Shouldn't you be getting back to Hanna?" He spoke for the first time since I'd entered the room, but he sounded almost accusatory, using a flippant tone.

"I can stay for a little." I suggested, although, I knew I really did have to get back to Hanna.

I'd missed my long nights cosying into him and wished I could stay, wished things could be different. I promised we'd have more time together soon but he was already drifting off like he occasionally would after releasing his monster orgasm. Alas, I padded back to Hanna's room; a belly full of Darius' delicious cum and I felt slightly satisfied, although I was secretly wondering when I'd next get my much needed ass fuck.

The ritual became more common as the weeks went by. I began to actually look forward to the grande finale. Every time I'd fuck Hanna, I'd be wondering if Darius was listening in and pleasuring himself to our moans and groans of ecstasy. I'd maybe moan a little louder for his benefit, but I'd always check my phone after we'd finished and was left downhearted when I didn't have that tempting text message waiting for me. Hanna had noticed too, she'd often ask if she'd do something wrong as my moods would fluctuate if I didn't have that all enticing message and invitation from Darius.

One morning, Darius decided to show me exactly what I'd been missing. The previous night had a familiar feel, no message in my inbox after my spectacular fuck with Hanna. She had left for work the next morning believing I was annoyed at her with something she did or didn't do the night before. I reassured her that was not the case but decided to leave out the piece about my withdrawal symptoms from Darius' beautiful cock and tasty, potent cum.

My phone lit up shortly after Hanna had left the apartment...

"Hey H. I'll be round to your room just as soon as your bf leaves."

It was from Darius. Oh fuck, is he role playing I'm Hanna for him again?

My loins burned for him. How does he have this affect on me. I replied back, "He'll be gone in 10. Can't wait to see you again. XX"

I quickly freshened up and went into raiding Hanna's underwear drawer. I felt like I was dressing for a date or even more naughty, a booty call. It was exciting. What would Hanna wear? I found a pair of small black, silky, thong style panties. Perfect.

Darius didn't knock, he waltzed into Hanna's room like he'd done it a hundred times before. He startled me as I was just checking out the panties in the mirror. I could sense a hunger in him. His eyes wandered over my body, looking me up and down, taking me in.

Darius made his way in and sat himself on the edge of Hanna's bed, slowly lowering his boxer shorts to reveal his semi hard cock. Again, not a word was spoken between us, we just knew what to do. I immediately dropped to the floor in front of him, slowly pushing his knees apart until that beautiful cock pointed toward the ceiling. I didn't waste any time, we both knew what he was there for.

I lowered my mouth onto his cock. Sucking the tip in between my lips, his hands resting on the back of my head, gradually increasing the pressure. I could tell he was super horny, maybe from all the pent up frustration of recent weeks. He held my head in his hand and began to take full control. I held on to his waist as he began thrusting his hips to force more of his meaty shaft into my mouth. I relaxed a little and let him take control, just holding my mouth open for him to use as he pleased.

He rubbed his dick against my face and slapped it onto my lips and tongue. He released my head and let me go to work on it, taking it deep and choking myself. Darius lent forward and his big hands were all over my ass. Groping me and spanking me hard. It made me gasp and wince as he stung my ass cheeks, turning them red. Withdrawing his cock left a string of saliva and delicious cum connecting his cock head to my lips. I couldn't help but let out a hungry gasp, wanting it back in my mouth.

His hands worked up from my ass and he lifted my chin to make me look up at him. Leaning down, he stopped an inch from my face, looking deep into my eyes before be took that final step and kissed me, forcefully. I followed him as he scooted further up Hanna's bed. He lay on his back, his hard cock jutting toward the ceiling and let me go to work. I lapped at his cock and balls, moving my tongue up both sides of his shaft, taking in his balls and circling my tongue around the tip. Darius pulled me to him and we made out some more, the kisses becoming more frantic and desperate, our gasps and grunts filling the room as we rekindled our love.

Darius smoothly maneuvered to the side and with one swift movement, I was forced onto my front, with him behind me. He parted my thighs to kneel between them and let both hands slap down onto my cheeks, making me wince once more. I always loved the intensity of feeling his strong presence so close behind me. When he's behind me, so close, it makes me feel an intense submissivity.

I could hear him behind me, almost whispering and grunting, "Oh, FUCK, yeeeeah!" His palm stinging my cheeks once more, making me cry out.

His big, strong palms on my butt cheeks, his thick thumbs parting them, so he could see everything. He hooked a finger into my thong and pulled it to the side, aggressively spitting at my hole, followed by his tongue snaking up my ass crack, moistening up my pussy. He whipped my panties off and flung them into the corner of the room, leaving us both naked before gripping my ankles and parting them wider. Both of us panting as he moved up to straddle the back of my thighs, nudging that hard cock at my ass.

Darius was on it immediately, pushing his cock into me, the tip, and then the thickest part of his shaft, but there was resistance. He tried to force it and it made me cry out in pain. He withdrew slightly and spat down into my ass crack some more. I heard the cap of the lube before it drizzled over my cheeks and ran across my hole. He tried again and it hurt so much, but an enjoyable pain. I whispered for him to go slow. It had been a while since the last time.

He held himself above me and leant down to kiss me as he waited for me to accept him deeper. It was slow progress but time was on our side and it would make it all the more delicious when he finally did sink all the way into me. He held me tight, his chest against my back, he whispered into my ear to push back for him. I was opening up for him but it was agonisingly and deliciously slow, he felt fucking HUGE!.

"Come on, come on. Just open it up, let me have it." He whispered into my ear, encouragingly.

I groaned loudly, not caring who could hear, and I winced whilst he continued the push. "Breath baby, breath." He eased my head back and distracted me with his kisses.

"Push back baby." I couldn't it was so big.

"Are you going to give it to me or do you want me to take it?" His voice down an octave. I knew he meant business.

He pulled me up so we were both kneeling, his dick edging in ever so slowly. He held me tight and made me feel safe and vulnerable at the same time. His shallow thrusts, helping him nudge into me further. I felt like a virgin again, unable to take it. He fucked me with just a few inches of his mammoth cock.

"You know I want it all, come on, come back". He continued.

Darius suggested laying on my back and he moved between my legs. I could feel his strength above me as he entered me again. His big hands held my thighs to my chest and placed my feet on his broad chest which spread me open wide for him. That was it, the perfect angle. I suddenly felt myself opening up for him and his entire length slowly sunk into me.

I was moaning and could hear myself gasping, "No, no!". It was difficult to convince him, when I didn't believe it myself.

He held me down letting me get used to this excruciating fullness for a moment. There was pain, but it was so intensely satisfying.

He began working it, in, and out of me, picking up the pace faster than I was ready for. My hands found his muscular things and I pressed against him in a feeble attempt to control the rhythm. It was futile, he was too far gone, and by now, was pumping me hard and deep. My cries of pleasure and pain became louder as he fucked me harder. I realised I may have to prepare for some funny looks from the neighbours after this! It felt aggressive and desperate, finally rekindling what we had both missed.

He kissed me and encouraged me, whispering words of affirmation, "that's it baby, you've got it, you've got this. Just give it up, give it all to Daddy"

Just as I was getting used to the intense sensation, Darius gripped me in a strong embrace and rolled us both, to position me atop of him. I was straddling him, yet still he was in complete control. He continued to pound in and out of my stretched hole, pistoning in and out of me with a force that felt incredible. Just when i thought he was inside me to the absolute hilt, I felt his hands grip my butt cheeks and spread me open, his fingertips pulling at my hole so he could push in that fraction deeper.

I was in ecstasy and he had more to show me, he expertly maneuvered us to the edge of Hanna's bed and lifted me with ease, hooking his buff arms under my knees and carrying me away from the bed whilst still impaled on his huge dick. I could feel myself slipping down on it and I desperately reached out to find something to hold onto to slow down the intrusion, but my hands found only empty space. My weight caused me to slide downwards. I was skewered on his cock and helpless in his arms. He carried me like this to Hanna's dressing table, roughly laying me on top of it, causing her make up and perfumes to scatter, some falling to the floor with a clatter. He continued to invade me in this delicious way. I was relishing each pump. No sooner had I begun to feel used to him again, Darius would switch it up, effortlessly moving me to Hanna's chair sitting down and placing me on his lap. I found myself in the reverse cowgirl position, and finally had a little bit of control. But not much! I was able to ride him and bounce on his thick shaft to my hearts content. But he was able to hold my hips and pull me down harder onto him always finding a way to give me a little more than I was able to comfortably take! He enjoyed pushing my limits, as he always had.

I was finally becoming accustomed able to his full length and girth, wanting, needing nothing else except to feel that fullness. He was throbbing against my inner walls and I knew his big, black balls were at the point of eruption. The first hot stream of cum released inside me and I relished the hot wetness whilst he gripped me tight, and held me in place. He pulled out, letting the next few jets of thick, white cum splash on and up around my gaping hole. I was panting, sweating and almost spent at this point, relieved that I had pleasured him to orgasm. I was stretched out and unsure I could have taken much more. I thought it was over but the head of his cock rubbed his cream into my hole and nudged up into me again, he was still ROCK HARD! He entered me again pumping two more streams of spunk into the depths of my hole.

After he had completely drained his load for me Darius held me for a few moments then with a wink and a peck on the lips he said "That was hot H, we should do it again sometime soon". And with that, he upped and left me still gasping and feeling a tell-tale moistness between my legs. I looked around Hanna's room and realised we had made a complete mess. I set about tidying up, replacing her cosmetics to their correct places and making the bed. My head was swimming with images of what had just happened. The booty call was hot but the dilemma still stood, and now I was even more confused than ever. What was I feeling? What did I truly want.... Did Darius just fuck me, or was it Hanna he came so hard for? I remember knowing that although my situation was confusing I was enjoying the excitement of these conflicting sexual dynamics more than I probably should be. I guess I chose right then to not push myself to make any decision just yet, to have my cake and eat it... for a little longer anyway! I just hope Darius doesn't make me wait so long until the next time, or I may have to look elsewhere...