Ultimate Black Fantasy Vicki

I left home very early one Thursday morning on a singular mission: to find a spectacular piece of black ass to fuck.

I was in that all too familiar frame of mind, obsessed with my desire for black women, fantasizing about them, wanting them.

My life is immersed in my pursuit of beautiful black women and my thirst for black pussy is unquenchable. The more I have, the more I want.

Beautiful, sexy, mature black women are without equal. They are strong women, independent, tough, smart and extremely sexual. I wanted to fulfill again my ultimate sexual fantasy, to get one of these great black women into bed and then lick, suck and eat her body from one end to the other.

Every decision I make in life is affected by my lust for black women. When I leave the house, it is with the hope that I will get to see, or possibly even talk to, a beautiful black woman. When I am making my mind up whether to go to one place or to another, the place where more black women are likely to be present is always the deciding, winning factor.

Despite seducing and fucking four of the sexiest and most beautiful black women imaginable over the years, I still want more. I always want that next great black woman in my bed and I know that I won't rest until I'm tasting that new, strange black pussy.

There are many wonders in this world but the sight of a beautiful, extremely sexual black goddess is one of the greatest wonders of them all.

I have seen the vision hundreds of times: beautiful dark skin, piercing electric eyes, dressed impeccably, walking so that every inch of her body is shaking, head held high, exuding confidence, celebrating her womanhood, her blackness, her mere presence overflowing with her intense and overwhelming sexuality.

As for sex itself, black women have no equal.

When I go to bed with a fantastic black woman it is a wild, intense, always life-changing experience. I have learned that when a black woman is with a man she is attracted to, a man who treats her with kindness and respect, she has no sexual inhibitions. And they are insatiable. They never get enough. I mentioned the four black women I have fucked over the years and there has never been a situation where one of them has said no. Whenever I suggest getting together, they always say yes.

I have to pinch myself sometimes that I have been fortunate enough to fulfill my lifelong sexual fantasy four times over.

But, unbelievably, I still want more. I want that new experience.

Before heading out that morning, I made sure to dress in my nicest clothes. I put on a nice shirt, sport coat, nice slacks and shoes. If I was fortunate enough to meet a beautiful, classy black woman, I knew from experience that I had to dress the part.

My wife was out of town on a work trip and it was my day off from work. So I had an entire day to pursue my fantasy.

I left the house not really knowing where I was going. All I knew was that I had to at least feast my eyes on some beautiful black women.

So where do I go to look for black women? Where would I find my next great woman to take to bed?

I have no limits in my searches. I look everywhere. One thing I have learned is that you never know where and when opportunity might strike.

I knew that I would probably have to settle for just seeing some beautiful black women and enjoying the spectacular view. But the ultimate goal, the goal that is always on my mind, is to find one to fuck. I consider every place I go as an opportunity: the grocery store, a service station, restaurants, bars, malls, large department stores. The list is endless.

Black women, like most women, love to shop. And that always makes the mall a great place to go. And they love to dress up and show out when they do go shopping. And dressing up to them means showing off their magnificent bodies.

I love books and I enjoy visiting the bookstore at the local mall. But, as always, my primary purpose for going anywhere was to hopefully feast my eyes on the many beautiful black women I would see. And there would be many at the mall.

I had spent around 15 minutes in the bookstore and was ready to leave. I wanted to begin my walk around the mall, hoping to see what I came to see.

As soon as I exited the door I quickly looked to my left and walking my way was a sight I recognized immediately. It was the sight of a stunning, spectacular piece of black ass.

She was walking fast, strutting in that singular way that black women walk, with every part of her magnificent body in motion. She was a tall, middle-aged woman, maybe in her 40s or early 50s, and I could tell immediately, even from a distance, that she was something special.

As she got closer, the magnificent details came closer into focus and my pulse quickened.

She was wearing one of those one-piece dresses that was so tight that it accentuated every curve of her wonderful body. The dress was a cream color with tiny black stripes, a very stylish and beautiful dress. It was cut very tight and was short, very short, revealing fully her long, thick, muscular legs and thighs.

The top part of the dress was cut low and struggling to contain the massive amount of black flesh exploding from her chest.

As she approached me, I was transfixed. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. This was prime black pussy from top to bottom. She was the type of woman I dream about and fantasize about.

As she got closer, I saw that she had a stern, almost agitated look on her face. She seemed to be muttering to herself and she was visibly upset. Her tits and hips were bouncing wildly as she walked past me and when she did I made sure my eyes were glued to her.

She turned her head and looked directly at me. I looked into her eyes and they were those electric, sexy, sultry, "fuck me" eyes that great women have. She had that dark, creamy brown face that I love so much and her short black hair showed off her beautiful, bare, inviting neck.

She looked at me hard. She didn't say anything to me but she gave me a genuine "go to hell" look. I really thought she was going to unleash that anger she was experiencing right there on me, in that moment. But I didn't flinch. I kept looking at her without any expression at all. She stared right back at me and kept staring at me until she had passed me.

I was shaking I was so excited.

As soon as she went by, I was hit by another thunderbolt. I got my first view of her backside and it was a vision that I will never forget as long as I live. Her big, wide ass was exploding violently back and forth, shaking unmercifully inside that tight dress. It was one of those great asses unique to black women. But this one was on a completely different level. My heart was in my throat.

"I've got to find a way to fuck that woman," I said to myself. I could not let her get away without at least trying to talk to her. Could she be any more fantastic? Just looking at her got me so excited I could barely breathe.

I knew from experience that strong black women like to be in charge of every situation. So I was not deterred by her angry glare when she looked at me. There was no way that was going to scare me off.

She was the kind of black woman that I lusted for and adored. She was an older woman, intense, sexy, thick, and she was extraordinarily beautiful with massive tits and a big, hard, fat ass. And she loved to show it off, every bit of it. That's what I love about great black women and this one was no exception. Every inch of her body and every ounce of her demeanor screamed "sex" and I knew without question that she would be an absolute animal in bed.

I followed her from a safe distance, but not from too far away. I wanted her to notice that I was following her.

A few minutes later, she stopped to look into a store window and she spotted me out of the corner of her eye. I expected her to have some sort of negative reaction. But she just looked at me blankly before continuing her journey through the mall.

Another few minutes went by before she darted into a dress shop. I parked myself across from the store to wait on her to come out and it was then that I made an impulsive decision.

I was standing in front of a coffee shop and I made up my mind to approach her when she left the dress shop. My plan was to engage her and ask her if she would like to sit down and share a cup of coffee. I didn't feel real confident about that plan but I had to try something.

At one point I saw her looking through some clothes that were on a rack near the front window. She looked out the window and saw me standing there. I just looked at her and she looked at me, again without expression.

When she came out of the store I tensed up and I was nervous. This was the moment of truth. She stopped and looked across at me. I was going to start walking toward her but she beat me to it. She started walking in my direction, strutting like a tiger who had just spotted its prey. My heart went to my throat. I didn't expect this to go well but there was always hope.

As she got close to me I took a couple of steps forward to meet her. I made sure that I stood as close to her as possible without touching her. Being so close to this black goddess was like receiving an electric shock. Every inch of my skin felt like it was on fire and her fragrance was overwhelming.

She looked me straight in the eyes and asked, "Are you following me?"

I responded without hesitation.

"I am."

She didn't seem surprised by my answer. She was calm and confident. I was amazed that there was no sign of the anger that I had seen just a few minutes earlier. I was also surprised at how intently she looked at me. She must have stared at me for 15 to 20 seconds without saying anything. It was like she was sizing me up.

Finally, she said, "I don't like that."

My instincts told me the comment was just a smokescreen. Regardless I knew I couldn't back down.

"I think you do like it," I said. "I know you like it."

Again she showed no anger or reaction to what I said.

Calmly, she responded, "You don't know me like that."

She pulled her head back and just continued to look at me. I was hoping that she would appreciate my boldness. Black women are tough women. But they also appreciate honesty. I knew I was going to have to be as bold as possible with this woman.

I edged as close to her as I could possibly get and looked directly into her eyes. I reached up and touched the side of her arm briefly.

"No, I don't know you and I apologize for saying that. But, with total respect for you and with your permission, I would appreciate the opportunity to get to know you."

She didn't respond and I took that as a good sign.

"Do you think we could sit down and talk for a few minutes? I can buy us a coffee and we can talk. I know you need a break from all that shopping."

She shook her head. "I don't think so," she said.

I wasn't going to give up that easily.

"Look, those high-heels you're wearing are very beautiful and very stylish and very sexy. But I know walking in those things can't be easy on your feet. You could use a quick break I'm sure. Here, let me help you with those bags and we'll go and sit down."

That seemed to break the ice and for the first time she smiled and let out a slight laugh.

"How did you know? These feet are really killing me right now."

"I can only imagine how hard it is to walk around in those things," I said.

I pointed to the coffee shop and said, "Let's sit over there and you can give those feet a rest."

"Ok," she said. "But I don't have but a few minutes."

"That's fine." I reached out for her bags and she didn't resist when I took them from her.

I lightly held her elbow to escort her to the table. She didn't resist me touching her and I took that as a good sign. I couldn't help taking a peek at her ass as she walked. It was breathtaking and I just kept thinking about what it would be like to bury my face in it and eat every inch of it.

I kept my eyes on her as she sat down at the table. She had to sit gingerly because her skirt was so tight, and she had to squirm around a little until she got comfortable.

I couldn't believe what I was looking at. This woman was so hot. Her skirt was hugging her ass and thighs and she had those thick, big, hard, beautiful legs. That tight dress just could not contain her massive thighs.

My heart was in my throat as I realized I would get the opportunity to at least talk to this beautiful woman.

She told me what she wanted from the coffee shop and I went to the counter to order. I watched her while I was waiting on the coffee and saw her reach down, unhook both shoes, rubbing one foot and then the other, before putting them back on. She then started looking at her phone.

I got our coffee and returned to the table.

It was a four-chair table and I placed her bags in one of the empty chairs. I then sat down in a seat right next to her. I wanted to be as close to her while we talked and I wanted to be bold in my actions.

I didn't want to shy away from this woman and I wanted to take every opportunity to let her know that I meant business. She showed no reaction to me sitting next to her and that, to me, was another very good sign.

I couldn't help but peek down and her skirt had ridden all the way to the tops of her beautiful thighs. She made no attempt to pull the skirt down to cover anything up and that sent shockwaves through my entire body. And I had to force myself not to stare at the great amount of cleavage that was protruding from that dress.

After I sat down, I reached out my hand and said, "My name is Joseph by the way. And you are?"

"Vicki," she said.

She put her phone down and reached her hand out and we shook hands for the first time. It was electric. I held her hand a little longer than I should have.

I was thrilled. No matter what would happen with this woman it would be a fantastic experience just to look at her and talk to her for a few minutes. But something told me it might very well turn into more.

Her face was so beautiful, and her sexy eyes sparkled. Her perfume was making me dizzy. I was in the presence of a really magnificent woman. She was one of those rare women who is so beautiful that it is intimidating just to be in her presence.

"Like I said, I can't stay but a few minutes," she said. "I need to get this shopping done and I have a hair appointment this afternoon."

"No problem. But this will give you a chance to relax for a few minutes."

"It does feel good to sit down. You are right about these heels. They kill my feet."

"Yes, I saw you rubbing them when I was waiting on the coffee."

Vicki laughed.

I said, "I don't know how you women do all that shopping, all that walking and running around. I know when I come with my wife I try to find a place to go and just sit until she gets done."

She said, "Oh I love to shop. I could do it all day every day. I'm not going to lie about that."

I was glad that Vicki seemed relaxed and I was enjoying her deep, throaty, sexy voice. I couldn't believe that I was in the company of this spectacular woman. I couldn't stop looking at her and the view was stunning. I loved the wonderful scent of her perfume.

Her face was a creamy, very dark brown color. Her eyes were big and sexy. Her upper lip turned up a little in the middle, giving her lips a very sensuous look. I looked down and she had crossed her legs and they were long, hard and thick. Her big, dark tits were pushing hard to get out of that tight dress.

Needless to say, my dick was already raging just being so close to this great piece of black pussy. I knew instinctively that this was a woman who could literally fuck me to death.

"Vicki, I have to ask you. When you walked by me earlier, you gave me a go to hell look that was absolutely lethal. I feared for my life there for a minute."

She dropped her head, grinned, then looked at me. She reached out her hand, held my forearm briefly and said, "I'm so sorry about that Joseph. I was upset about something but I'm usually not like that at all."

I couldn't believe the change in her temperament and her touching me was an unexpected thrill. She wasn't shy and seemed very comfortable.

"Are you ok now? What in the world got you so mad?"

"I'm fine. I got into a big argument with my husband before I left the house. He gets on my last nerve."

"Let me guess. He didn't want you to spend a lot of money."

"Oh no. I've got my own money to spend. It wasn't anything like that. He started on me about the way I'm dressed. He didn't like it and he accused me of coming here to meet a man, look for a man, whatever. I just stopped listening to him."

I was very surprised that Vicki was so forthcoming about her personal life, especially since we had just met. But I was already enjoying talking to her and looking at her and I liked where the conversation was going. It encouraged me to be bold because something told me this woman could handle anything I said.

"Well, I'm not defending him," I said, "But you are a very beautiful and very sexy woman. He knows that men are attracted to you and I'm sure that's tough to deal with sometimes."

Again she reached out and touched my arm.

"I appreciate the compliment, Joseph. But he's just an arrogant, jealous man and that's all there is to it. Let me tell you something. I don't let anyone tell me what to do, not even my husband. Especially my husband. I learned a long time ago that I needed to look out for myself and not do what other people want me to do."

"Wow. I love that Vicki. But it doesn't surprise me. One thing I've learned and love about black women is that they are very strong women and very independent."

She pulled her head back and grimaced.

"Now what do you know about black women?"

"I know a lot. I admire and adore black women, everything about them. Like I said, the black women I know are strong, intelligent, independent, tough and they don't let the world dictate terms to them. They dictate their terms to the world. And one other thing: black women are the most beautiful women, the sexiest women on this earth."

It was early in our conversation for me to already be going there. But I couldn't hold back.

Vicki looked at me and I could tell she wasn't surprised at how this conversation was going.

"So you like black. There is nothing wrong with that. And that's why you followed me?"

"Yes, of course. That plus the fact that you are one of the sexiest women I have ever seen in my life. And your husband is wrong by the way. Your dress is wonderful. I love it. It's very stylish and suits you perfectly. The way you are dressed tells me that you take pride in being a beautiful, sexy woman."

"I'm glad you like my dress and thanks for the compliment. But can we talk about something else besides my husband?"

"No problem," I said. "So tell me about yourself. I can tell there is a lot more to you than just that beautiful body."

She laughed. There is," she said. "I have two grown daughters, one is in college and one just graduated last year. I'm a district manager for a chain of jewelry stores and I love my job. It's hard work and I have to travel a lot. But it's a lot of fun."

"Interesting. How did you get in the jewelry business?"

"When I got out of college, I had a job with a big marketing company and I didn't like it. A friend of mine worked for a jewelry store and she suggested it. She thought I might like it and she was right."

"I should have guessed that you know jewelry because that necklace and those rings are spectacular. And I love that ankle bracelet."

"I do love jewelry. Most women do I guess. But I could go broke buying so I have to watch myself. I pick something out and, when I have enough money, I buy it. I get a pretty good employee discount too. You should come in one of our stores and buy something. I'll get you my discount."

"I'll remember that. Who knows? Maybe I'll buy something for you."

Vicki winked at me and squeezed my hand quickly. "Now that would be even better."

We I talked for several minutes and I let her do most of the talking. I was amazed at the remarkable traits I discovered. She talked about her love for cooking and being a self-taught chef who has won several prizes in cooking contests. In her younger days, it turns out, she was an accomplished singer and actually wrote several songs during her sojourn into that area.

I found a very talented, very intelligent woman and I loved it. But I knew I had to get the conversation back in the direction I wanted it to go.

"So, Vicki. What do you like to do when you're not working?"

"Shop of course," Vicki laughed. "No, sometimes I like to just relax and I hang out with my girls a lot. What about you? What do you like to do?"

It was time to take my shot.

"I can sum it up pretty easily. I love women and I spend all my free time trying to meet beautiful women. Fantastic, intelligent, gorgeous women. Like you."

Vicki responded, "Oh. So you like to shop, too? You just like to shop for women." She winked.

We both laughed.

"Clever girl," I said. "But yes. That is very accurate."

This time it was my turn to touch her and I reached out and held her hand. She didn't take it away.

"Let me get serious for a minute Vicki. You are an unbelievable woman. There is nothing greater on this earth in my eyes than a beautiful black woman. And you, Vicki, may be the most beautiful, the sexiest woman, black or white, that I have ever seen in my life."

She didn't say anything but I decided to stay aggressive.

"I'm going to be honest with you. I adore black women. I crave black women. Most of my adult life has been consumed with my lust for black women. Black women exude such an intense sexuality, and I love their confidence and passion. Everything. They are easily the most spectacular women in this world."

Vicki did not seem surprised with the turn in conversation. She was riveted to what I was saying.

There was another brief pause and I just decided to go for it.

"I want to make love to you Vicki," I said. "You know that, don't you?"

Vicki wasn't fazed by what I said. She was silent at first but her breathing was faster and I knew she was excited.

"I know you do," she said.

"So what are you thinking? Can we make this happen? I know we just met Vicki but I want you. You'll never meet a man in your life who will treat you with more respect than I will. I put women on a pedestal and I will treat you like a queen."

Vicki was squirming in her seat and I could tell that my words had made her hot.

"I know this is sudden but I believe in being totally honest and I will always be honest with you. I am looking for a hellacious, beautiful sexy, black woman to have a relationship with. I prefer married women and I prefer mature women who are strong and independent and know what they want. And you are everything I'm looking for."

Many times over the years my seduction efforts required a lot of time and effort, some lasting weeks, months, or even years. And there always came that point where the woman has to make that ultimate decision. But I knew instinctively that Vicki had already made her decision. She was ready to fuck.

"Well, I'm not going to lie," she said. "You've a very handsome man and I'm attracted to you too. But I'm married."

I leaned forward and took her hand and looked deeply into her eyes.

"We're not kids any more Vicki. We both have lived long enough to know what life is all about. And we both know that the great things in life are having those great, memorable experiences. You said you are not a woman to let anybody get in the way of what you want to do. Yes, you're married. But you're still human and you're still a woman, a very vibrant and a very sexual woman. You know what you want. What you and I are feeling toward each other right now, this excitement, is what makes life worth living. This is an opportunity for both of us that we will regret it if we don't take advantage of it."

I glanced down at her thighs and legs and it was an extraordinary sight. It was everything I could do to keep myself from dropping to my knees and putting my head between this woman's legs and eating her pussy right on the spot.

I could tell Vicki was excited. But she still didn't say anything.

I took my hand and grabbed the hem on the bottom of her dress and tugged on it.

"Vicki, you don't have a thing on under this dress, do you?"

"Not a stitch."

My face was flushed and there was nothing but silence as we looked deeply into each other's eyes. I knew at that moment that I was going to fuck this woman. I had to.

"That excites the hell out of me Vicki. I can only imagine what you look like naked. But I don't want to imagine it. I want to see it for myself."

She smiled and said, "There's a lot to see." She followed that with a beautiful, sexy leer and smile.

I leaned back in my chair, folded my arms in front of me, and said, "A lot to eat too."

When I said that Vicki visibly let out a deep sigh. We continued to look at each other intently as our faces inched closer together.

I leaned forward, put my hand on her thigh and squeezed. She made no attempt to remove it.

"Vicki," I said, "Do you want me to fuck you?"

She replied instantly. "You know I do. You've got me soaking wet."

I almost came unglued when she said that. It took every ounce of restraint I could muster to keep from attacking her body and ravishing her at that moment.

I looked at those thick, luscious lips and thought about them wrapped around my dick and I literally couldn't stand it.

I was visibly shaken I was so excited. But I knew I had to seal the deal.

"Look," I said, "there is a very nice hotel attached to this mall. All I have to do is go up that escalator and I'll be at the reservation desk. I can get us a room and we can spend this afternoon together. I know this is sudden but I think it's what we both want. Let me do that and you can wait here. I'll text you with the room number. Just think Vicki. In just a few minutes we could be having the time of our lives."

Her eyes got big while I was talking and she was fidgeting. She looked at her watch and I could tell it was decision time for her.

She hesitated, then said, "I can't. I have a hair appointment at three."

"Call and reschedule."

"I'm not finished shopping."

"You can finish shopping another time. What's your cell number?"

She told me and I put it in my phone.

"Go ahead and make that call to the beauty shop and I'll text you in a few minutes with the room number," I said. "I'll take your bags so you won't have to carry them. Sound like a plan?"

"Ok," she said, without hesitation this time. "I can't believe I'm doing this."

I squeezed her thigh hard again, then touched her cheek with my hand. Her eyes were filled with lust.

"Believe it," I said.

I walked hurriedly through the mall. My heart was racing with what was happening. In a few minutes I would be eating, sucking and fucking one of those most beautiful black women I had ever seen in my life.

The registration went quickly and as soon as I had the room number I sent her the text message. She responded immediately with a thumbs up sign.

I entered the room and really didn't know what to do. I took my coat off and went to the bathroom and washed my face. I just wanted to make sure I was composed and ready. All I could think about was this great woman and getting her naked on that bed.

I wanted to give Vicki a fuck that she would remember the rest of her life. I wanted this to be an extraordinary experience for her and the start of something memorable for both of us.

And, of course, the doubts crept in. What if she changed her mind and didn't show up? But then I remembered I had her packages and surely she wouldn't leave without them.

A few minutes later there was a knock on the door. My heart was racing.

I opened it and there was Vicki, looking magnificent.

I looked at her and said, "Come in."

She walked in, took a few steps past me, then turned to look at me. Sex was pouring from this woman and her presence and scent seemed to completely fill the room. She had a serious look on her face and that told me she meant business. She was ready to fuck.

I walked up to her and took her hand, squeezed it, kissed it, and then took a step back.

"Let me look at you," I said.

She put her hands on her hips in a pose position and she was smiling. Her sultry eyes were piercing me with their lust. I could feel how much she wanted me.

I studied her body intently from top to bottom.

After a minute, I went around to look at her from behind. When I saw those thighs and that massive ass in that tight skirt I stopped breathing. This woman was just too good to be true.

I moved back around and looked straight into those beautiful sexy eyes.

"Vicki, I will tell you again and this is not an exaggeration. I am convinced that you are the most beautiful, the sexiest woman I have ever encountered in my life."

She gave me a big smile. I could tell she was as excited as I was.

"Thank you for saying that," she said. "And I have to say that you are a very handsome and sexy man yourself."

"Well, thank you in return. And now, I want to see you naked. So take that dress off."

"You take it off," she replied.

Vicki turned around so that I had access to the zipper. It was one of those long zippers that went all the way down to the top of her ass. I unzipped slowly and enjoyed seeing her beautiful, naked back for the first time. Her dark brown skin was so beautiful. I planned on kissing every inch of that back and every inch of this magnificent black body before I was done.

After I pulled the zipper down I moved back in front of her, looked into her eyes, and slowly started pulling the dress down. It took a little tugging to get it all the way down. When the dress was at her ankles she stepped out of it. She was completely nude except for the spiked high heels and jewelry on her neck, hands and ankle. She then slipped off her shoes.

I looked at this fantastic woman and there was flesh everywhere. The sight was stunning. Her tits were huge and sticking straight out, with long dark nipples. Her thighs were thick and wide and her black pussy was fat, with perfect short-cropped black hair. Her pussy glistened with moisture and I knew it was ready to get fucked.

I looked her up and down, just relishing the moment.

"Like what you see"? she asked.

"Vicki," I said. "You've got the greatest body I've ever seen on a woman. I'm going to give you the fuck of your life."

"That's what I came here for," she said.

Vicki's breathing was heavy, causing her massive breasts to heave up and down. Her nipples were long and black, surrounded by huge aureoles.

She was in an intense state of excitement, a state in a woman I had experienced many times in my life. Seeing and feeling a beautiful woman in an uncontrollable state of sexual excitement and lust is always one of the greatest moments for me.

I shook my head and looked deep into her eyes.

I made up my mind to enjoy the foreplay. I wanted each of us to be as consumed with sex as possible before we began fucking.

I walked up to her, wrapped my arms around her and squeezed, giving her a tight hug that lasted for several seconds. I reached down with both hands and squeezed that big, black ass as hard as I could. At this point we were both wincing and both of us were ready to fuck.

What happened in that room that afternoon is something I will never forget as long as I live.

I continued to press her body against mine. I reached down and found her pussy and it was on fire and soaking wet. I inserted two fingers inside and Vicki winced. At the same time our lips met and our tongues attacked each other. We were both on fire.

I broke the embrace and went to my knees. I was eye level with those beautiful thick, big thighs and that sweet pussy. I savored what I was seeing. Her pussy was beautiful and the trimmed hair formed a neat, perfect bush.

What a moment that was for me. I couldn't believe that I would be eating that pussy very, very soon.

While I was on my knees inspecting her pussy, Vicki was squirming, moving from one foot to the next. I could hear her almost gasping and I knew she was desperate to fuck me.

I looked up at her. What I saw was that intense look that I had seen when she walked by me in the mall just a few hours earlier. At that time, the look was anger. But this time the look was sheer lust-filled excitement.

"Do you like my pussy? she asked.

"More than you could possibly know, Vicki. It's like something out of a dream."

I stood up and pressed my body against hers again. I then reached down and inserted two fingers into her wet pussy. It was scorching hot and the juices were flowing. She gasped with excitement and I began working my fingers slow and then fast, slow and then fast.

"I think you're ready," I said.

She reached down and started rubbing my raging dick through my pants.

"I think you're ready too," she said.

I moved into her body and we embraced, our arms wrapped tightly around each other squeezing each other. When I squeezed her, she squeezed back even harder.

I pulled back and our lips met again. We were both on fire. We kissed again and again, our tongues hungrily attacking each other.

Finally, I broke the embrace. We were both breathing heavily and both of us in the highest state of sexuality.

"Take my clothes off and let's start fucking," I said.

She didn't take my clothes off in a slow, teasing fashion. She knelt down and removed my shoes and socks. She quickly stood up, grabbing and unbuttoning my shirt and removing it. She unbuckled my belt and let my pants fall to the floor. She paused only briefly before taking my underwear down. I was completely naked and my dick was raging.

"Oh shit," she said. She took her hand and grabbed my dick, squeezing it hard, making a hissing sound when she did. I could barely breathe.

"Get on the bed," I said. "It's time for me to eat you up."

I told Vicki to lay on her stomach and when she did the vision caused my heart to jump to my throat. All of this woman's gorgeous black flesh was spread out and almost filling that bed. And it was all mine.

I crouched over her and started kissing and licking her neck with fast, hard kisses. I moved from one side of her neck to the other. I moved up to the right side of her face and did the same thing, kissing her hard on her cheek, one kiss after another, and then licking her. I kissed her ear and licked it furiously before I plunged my hard tongue into it. I put my tongue in and out of her ear in a rapid motion and Vicki yelled.

I kept this up for several seconds and it was lighting her up. I moved to the left side of her face and did the same thing, this time doing more kissing and more licking than I had done on the other side.

At this point Vicki started begging me to fuck her.

"Not yet, baby," I said. Not yet."

I moved down to her back and again started furiously kissing her and licking her, from top to bottom, side to side. I was completely lost in what I was doing.

I then moved down to that great prize, Vicki's big, beautiful ass.

I rested my cheek on one side of her ass and just felt the wonderful heat coming from it. I started kissing it. I became more and more aggressive, biting it repeatedly, sucking every inch of it and licking it profusely.

I did the same on the other side of her ass, biting it even harder, sucking and licking and kissing with wild intensity.

I finally rose up and grabbed that big ass with both hands. Then I started slapping it repeatedly, not too hard, but just hard enough. Viki was loving everything I was doing.

"Turn over," I said.

Vicki hurriedly turned over and said, "Fuck me Joseph. Fuck me now. Give me that dick. I've got to have it now."

"Not yet, Vicki. Not yet."

I found her lips and kissed her hard and she responded with a loud moan. She took both her hands and placed them on the sides of my face and we kissed for several minutes.

I broke the embrace and went down to her big tits. I repeated what I had done to her back. I started kissing, licking and sucking those big tits from one end to the other.

After doing this for a long time, I took one of Vicki's nipples in my mouth and started sucking just as hard as I could. Vicki was breathless, squirming wildly, and I knew that I had to fuck her soon. But I was determined to continue what I was planning to do. I went to the other tit and did the same thing.

After I finished sucking and licking I took each nipple and gave it a soft bite. Vicki roared when I did that.

It was time to meet my ultimate prize. I kissed her stomach for several seconds until I reached that beautiful pussy. I was only inches from the ultimate prize, and I paused for a moment just to look at it. Then I pressed my nose into it to smell that wonderful fragrance.

I reached under her, gripped her ass firmly, and pressed my mouth as hard as I could into that black pussy. I kissed it hard once, twice, three times, again and again, harder and harder. Vicki was moaning loudly and squirming.

I let go of her ass and opened her pussy lips with my fingers. I drove my tongue in just as far as it would go. I found her clit with my tongue and started working it, licking faster and faster and sucking harder and harder.

There is just nothing like eating a great woman's pussy and I was in absolute heaven. Vicki exploded all over my face and it was one of the most exciting moments I have ever experienced. To make a sexy woman like this cum when I'm eating her is always such an incredible thrill.

But I was just getting started. I wanted to make this woman mine and I was going to do everything in my imagination to make it fantastic for her.

I finally released her pussy and went to work on those big thighs and legs, kissing and licking them repeatedly.

Finally, I knew neither one of us could take any more. We were both hurting.

I looked up and said, "It's time to fuck Vicki."

She raised her legs high in the air and I drove my raging dick deep into this woman. Her pussy was tight and wet and it was a perfect fit for my big, hard dick. We both screamed and I started fucking this woman like a maniac, getting deeper and deeper inside her, fucking her with every ounce of energy I had in my body.

Her pussy was tight and scorching hot. There is just nothing like fucking a great black woman. To be in between those big thighs and squeezing those big black tits while fucking this incredible woman was more than sensational. Her skin was so sensitive and her entire body tingled with excitement.

I continued to pound my dick into Vicki and it didn't take long for both of us to explode. Vicki screamed when she came and a few seconds later I emptied everything I had inside her.

I fell on top of her and we were both trying to catch our breath. I rolled to the side and Vicki rolled right on top of me. She plunged her tongue into my mouth while at the same time she reached down to squeeze my dick.

I had just cum as hard as I've ever cum in my life but I knew it wouldn't be long before I was ready to fuck again. This woman knew what the hell she was doing.

We began rolling around in that bed, pressing our bodies together as hard as we could. I concentrated on squeezing Vicki's big, hard ass while she continued to massage and stroke my dick. She then started kissing and licking my neck and chest. Vicki was in a frenzy, full of lust and sexual excitement.

It didn't take Vicki long to get my dick ready again. She moved down and took my dick in her mouth and started sucking it hard. She took one of her hands and started massaging my balls. I was ready, more than ready.

Vicki got on top of me and said, "You motherfucker. You wanted this black ass and now you're going to get it."

I put my dick in her for the second time and she started bouncing up and down crazily. This woman was in heat, a state of uncontrollable lust and sex. We both were.

My raging dick was deep inside this woman and her ass and hips were driving hard against my pelvis.

Vicki gave a loud yell as she came for the third time and I felt her hot juices pouring over my dick and thighs. She was groaning with ecstasy.

"Oh fuck," she said. Oh fuck."

She tried to relax but I wouldn't let her. I slapped her ass and told her to get up. "I've got to fuck your big ass," I said.

She turned over and I was again face to face with one of the greatest black asses I had ever seen. I kissed it and licked it and kissed it some more. I then put my hard dick inside her tight pussy from behind, just as deep as I possibly could. I began fucking her hard and fast again while her ass was bouncing wildly off my stomach and chest.

Fucking that great black ass was like something out of one of my dreams. I let out a load roar as reached orgasm inside that hot, wet, black pussy.

We were exhausted. We lay next to each other, and I just enjoyed the sensation of having my skin pressed against hers.

Vicki turned to me and kissed me lightly on the lips.

"What are you doing to me?" she asked.

"I'm fucking you," I said. "And I'm going to keep fucking you."

We stayed in bed hugging each other and feeling each other and kissing for a long time.

Finally, Vicki looked at me and said, "It's my turn to work on you."

She got on top of me and started kissing and licking my face and neck, slow at first, but then faster and faster and harder and harder. I couldn't believe what was happening. She was now in charge and I was loving it.

She moved down to my torso and continued alternating between deep hard kisses and frantic licking. She playfully bit my nipples and licked them hard.

Vicki then went down to my thighs and when to work with her mouth and tongue. While she was licking she took my dick in her hand and held it. She started stroking it with her hand and I was soon as hard as a rock again.

She pushed me over on my side and started kissing and licking my ass. This woman was so damn good.

She moved her body into position and quickly put my dick in her mouth. She started sucking but I interrupted her.

"Wait a minute," I said. "I want to suck your ass."

We maneuvered into the 69 position and, while she was sucking my dick, I buried my entire face into that big hard ass. I couldn't breathe but I began sucking and licking and kissing that black ass with every ounce of energy I had. I was out of control again and relishing every moment of it.

Vicki forced my dick all the way back to her throat and I knew it was time. I pressed as hard as I could and blasted my cum deep inside her mouth. Vicki moaned. I had several spasms while Vicki continued to keep my dick in her mouth. After swallowing two or three times she released my dick and started licking up all the juices on and around it.

She fell next to me and we hugged each other tightly. Neither of us said a word for several minutes. But both our pulses were still beating rapidly.

Finally, Vicki said, "I've got to go to the bathroom."

She stood up shakily and when she did I got another full view of this spectacular woman, naked from head to foot. She started walking to the bathroom and my eyes were glued to that massive black ass in motion and those big, hard tits. What a body, I thought, What a body.

After a few minutes I got up and went to the bathroom to check on Vicki. She was naked, leaning over the sink putting on her makeup. She saw me in the mirror and turned around.

She gave me a lustful stare and reached down and squeezed my hard dick.

"I hope you came in here to fuck me with this big dick?"

"I did."

Vicki was squeezing my dick repeatedly with both hands now and I was more than ready. I grabbed her hips and turned her around. She put her hands on the sink and spread her legs. I put my arms around her, held her big tits, squeezing them while kissing and licking her neck and back. I reached down to feel her pussy and it was soaking wet again.

I took a step back and just marveled at that magnificent big black ass right in front of me. It was sitting up high just waiting on me to fuck it.

I put my dick in her from behind and pressed my pelvis as hard as I could against her ass. I started slow, going in and out rhythmically. But then I picked up the pace and soon I was again like a machine, pounding this great woman with ferocious thrusts, in and out, in and out.

I used every ounce of energy I had in my body to fuck this woman harder and harder and harder. Incredibly it seemed like this time the harder I fucked her the harder I got. My rock-hard dick was pounding her unmercifully and her big ass was bouncing wildly off my torso with every thrust.

Vicki was yelling again, only this time much louder than before. It was a wild scene.

Vicki's squirting juices shot out from her pussy and began dripping from my pelvis. Her entire body was trembling. I kept fucking her, forcing my dick in as deep as it would go before I emptied everything I had inside her fantastic pussy.

We stayed pressed against each other for about a minute, again trying to get our breathing back to normal. We gingerly walked to the bed and collapsed against each other.

After a few minutes I propped myself up on one elbow, looked into her beautiful, sexy eyes and asked, "What are you thinking right now?"

She gave me a hard kiss on the lips. "I'm thinking how in the hell am I ever going to be able to leave this room?"

We both laughed and just kept touching each other and kissing and just enjoying each other's body.

"I don't know if I can even stand up right now, much less walk," she said. "But I've got to go."

She squeezed my ass, kissed my lips and sat up on the side of the bed. She looked at me, put her hand on my chest and started rubbing.

"I need to take a shower," she said. "But I'm not going to take one. I want your smell all over me when I leave here and I want it to stay on me as long as I can."

I kissed her again. "I love that," I said.

"You remember you told me that your husband accused you of coming to the mall today looking for a man. But what he never considered is that there might be a man who came here looking for you. And I'm that man Vicki. I came here today looking for you and I found you."

"I'm glad you did," she said. "So glad."

It took a while but we got up from the bed. While I was putting on my clothes I watched Vicki put on her dress and her high heel shoes. It was all she was wearing when she got dressed this morning, so it didn't take long for her to put them back on.

I sat next to her and we talked as she used the mirror in the room to put on her makeup.

It was time to go and we hugged and kissed to say goodbye. I squeezed that great ass one more time. I savored the feel of her body clinging to mine.

Reluctantly, we broke the embrace and we just looked at each other. Neither of us wanted to leave. I thought about that black pussy that was between those great legs and I couldn't believe I had been fucking it only minutes before.

"Well, what's next for us?" Vicki asked. "You know I'm off every Thursday. But just let me know when you want to get together and I'll work it out."

"I will," I said. "I don't know if I can wait until next Thursday."

She laughed. "I don't think I can either. Just let me know."

I took her hand and pulled her body to me. I kissed her hard and squeezed her and she responded in kind.

After our embrace ended, she said, "Let me get my bags. I can't forget those."

"Do you have anything sexy in those bags?" I asked.

She threw her head back, laughed and said, "Oh, Joseph. You know I do. Maybe next time I'll give you a fashion show."

"Oh fuck. I would love that. Wow. Now I'll be fantasizing about you wearing all kinds of sexy things. I won't be able to sleep."

"Let me know what you like and I'll wear it for you."

"I can't wait for that," I said.

Everything about this woman was like a dream.

We made our way to the door and she kissed me on the cheek and I said, "Until next time."

I opened the door to leave and told her, "I'm going to let you leave first so I can watch you walk down the hall. I've got to see your beautiful ass shaking one more time."

She looked at me, again with that lust in her sparkling eyes, and smiled at me. We kissed one last time. She patted my cheek and then squeezed my dick one last time.

I watched her walk down the hall, that tremendous ass exploding back and forth and those big hard thighs in that tight dress.

I saw a fucked woman, my woman. My sensational black woman.