Red Hair and Black Leather 04

Even though I'd been fixing a couple of kitchen problems for two of my daughter's tenants earlier in the day, I couldn't stop thinking about Jenna and what we were going to get up to later that Friday night.

It had been a long time since a woman had had this effect on me.

As usual I met my friends in the town centre at 6.30 and had a few drinks over the next couple of hours across a couple of popular pubs. The atmosphere was very convivial, so nothing prepared me for what would happen at 8.30 outside Trax Bar, a fairly new place that occasionally had bands playing but on a Friday, there was a resident DJ playing Indie and Rock music.

We were just drinking our last beers before leaving for the Quayside, where of course I was going to meet Jenna for the last time in a couple of weeks, before her husband came home.

"What the fuck?" Degsy huffed as a dozen or so people began pushing their way further into the bar from the entrance.

"Shawn ... SHAWN!" A young lad called Jay who worked for my daughter shouted, "It's the Valley Boys! Loads of 'em ... trying to get in, they're getting tore into Dave and Little T!"

Dave and Little T were the doormen who I'd known for years.

I didn't need to ask, and my mates followed me through the crowd, dragging the door open.

Dave was giving as good as he was getting with two youths in black hoodies and balaclavas, while Little T was being pulled down to the ground by another two identically dressed lads who were raining down clenched fists on him.

Just as I got to Little T a third crashed a bottle down on his shaved head, splitting it a couple of inches. Thankfully the glass didn't break.

As the kid raised his arm a second time, I threw a haymaker which landed perfectly and spun his head 90 degrees and buckled his knees, a second punch sent him sprawling into some bushes.

I then turned my attention to one of the lads who was grappling with Little T, who was desperately trying to stay on his feet.

The first thing I did was grab his balaclava and pull it off, leaving hm with a shocked look on his face, which quickly disappeared when I head butted him, sending a spray of claret onto my pristine white t-shirt as one of his gang blindsided me with a humdinger to my ear, but I cracked his jaw with my elbow.

As he rolled back my friends were getting the better of the gang, pulling off balaclavas so the CCTV could capture their faces.

I eventually grabbed another in a head lock, punching his face before dragging his mask off... just as the square flooded with flashing blue lights and running coppers.

"YOU!" A young looking sergeant screamed at me, "put him down!" I did as I was told letting the youth fall to the concrete.

As two policemen approached me, I surveyed the scene. My mates were all still standing, whereas three Valley Boys were lying on the ground covering their heads while a fourth was in the foetus position, gripping his balls which Sammy had apparently crushed with his size 10's and was sobbing like a baby.

The police soon had three Valley Boys in custody while three more stood a good few yards away screaming threats, and the rest had skulked off into the shadows.

"On your knees!" The sergeant shouted at me, as his colleague raised a baton.

I did as commanded, automatically pulling my hands behind my back where I was soon handcuffed.

The Valley Boys in 'cuffs were struggling and kicking out; I knew better and remained calm.

I was bundled into the back of a police car, while the de-balaclava'd others were all bundled into a van.

I was left in a cell for a couple of hours before giving my version of events; only missing one or two things out, but pretty much confirming that I was helping the doormen who had been under attack.

At 5am I was quietly un-arrested and sent home. As angry as I was, I decided to walk the couple of miles home to clear my head. I had a shower and gulped down two fingers of whisky as I checked my phone.

The numerous texts started with Jenna 'asking where I was,' eventually becoming more frantic by 10pm 'are you coming????????????' .... 'He is home tomorrow ... it's my last chance for ages!"

A message at 10.30 confirmed she'd heard about the fight and my arrest, and became a lot more sympathetic.

These were followed by two from my daughter who had also learnt of my arrest.

Looking at the time I decided to turn the phone off and call them later in the morning, so went to bed.

I woke at 11 and as I ate breakfast I saw there were more messages from Jenna and my daughter and some friends who had been with me.

With a big sigh I virtually 'cut and pasted' the message, "All ok, de-arrested at 5 and home by 6. A couple of bruises but you should see the other fellas!' ????

As I poured a second coffee my phone rang, and it was Jenna.

"What happened? Are you okay?" she gasped.

I went through the edited highlights, apologising for not meeting her ... especially as 'my balls had been buzzing all day."

She quickly turned 'flirty' too but confirmed she would be collecting her husband from the station at 1pm with the kids in tow so we couldn't meet up that day.

I then talked very dirty, telling her all of the sex acts that she would miss while her husband was home, which made her voice drop a decibel or two as she said much the same in response.

During the following week we sexted a few times while she was on her lunchbreak at work, I got her to send photos of her bra and panties a few times too, once with them around her knees.

On the Thursday night she sent a text saying her husband was out, but the kids were floating around -- so no naughty Face Time.

After a few minutes she confessed she'd had checked his laptop as I'd suggested ... the fool had never deleted his browsing history and sure enough he watched shit loads of porn, and again I was correct -- a lot was interracial stuff and cuckhold too ... as well as lesbo stuff.

She had to cut off as the kids were fighting.

I was walking home from the gym the next day when Jenna sent another text; 'NEWSFLASH He's taking the kids to see his parents tonight until Sunday!'

'You are going with him?'

'Hell no!'

I sent a winking emoji back ???? See you tonight?

"YES!"

Sure enough we met up at the allotted time that night and at 10.30 discretely left the pub, arm in arm and giggling like teenagers along the quayside to my apartment.

Once inside I pressed her up against a wall passionately kissing her and she reciprocated by poking her tongue into my mouth. She was wearing a new highly intoxicating perfume that I didn't recognise; but liked a lot.

"Have you got any wine?" Jenna panted.

"Sure." I turned away towards the kitchen.

When I handed her the glass she grinned, "I've got all night ... he's not home until Sunday afternoon."

"Fancy that." I smiled and clinked glasses.

We sat on the sofa and chatted, as she wanted to know about the previous Friday night, then it became quite personal stuff ... especially when I asked about his internet history.

She was astounded at the amount of sex sites he visited and the subject matter, with me forcing the details out of her, and she soon told me about the cocksucking, the anal, threesomes, gangbangs, mostly black men with white women; but not exclusively.

She admitted she'd followed the links and had got off twice watching the interracial stuff ... especially the cuckhold ones.

It was fun hearing her use all of the sexual terminology to describe what she'd seen; especially as only three weeks previously her language was as vanilla as it comes.

The more she remembered, the more she began wriggling; obviously becoming turned on.

I reminded her of the films and photos I'd taken; "Do you think he'd like to see you sucking my cock and begging for more when I did your arse."

Jenna looked away then smiled, "I don't know ... maybe?"

I shrugged my shoulders and winked.

"Come on," I stood up and took her hand, "bring your glass." Then led her to the bedroom.

Once inside I took her glass from her, lay on the bed and told her to do a striptease for me.

Jenna playfully shook her head then as I turned on the bedside radio began swaying her hips, before slowly lifting her pleated 'swishy' skirt up to reveal her tan nylons, suspender straps and tiny panties that barely covered her bald slit.

Still swaying in time to the music she turned around and did the same thing with her rear, exposing the pink thong that had virtually disappeared between her luxurious arse cheeks.

I began commenting on her body and actions as, still facing away from me she began sensually lifting her blouse until it was off, then turned so I could see her tits that were barely encased in a very skimpy bra that barely covered or supported her tits.

Still jiggling her tits Jenna unclipped her skirt and shook her hips until it hit the floor.

The young housewife began caressing her tits and bald mound as I took my shirt and combats off, leaving me in my tighty whiteys with a big lump in the front.

I forget the song, but Jenna obviously liked it and kept dancing in her bra and pants, constantly glancing at herself in the mirrors while shaking her tits and parting her arse cheeks when bending over like a lapdancer, all for my personal pleasure.

Without a word of encouragement, she finally released her magnificent hooters from the flimsy bra, then squeezed and caressed them ... even lifting them up to kiss and lick her distended nipples like I'd previously made her do.

Finally, she slid her panties down her legs and kicked them towards me, showing off her beautifully bald pussy. As she continued dancing with a grin on her face, I theatrically sniffed them as she caressed her puffed up pussy lips.

"What did he say when he saw you'd shaved your pubes."

The sexy mother of two looked startled, then smiled, "It wasn't until Sunday night. I think he was shocked, to be honest." She ran her fingers across her shaven haven as she considered what to say next.

"He seemed suspicious at first then said something like, 'I'm not complaining, but it made me look like a porn star. He wondered if I had another man 'on the go' ... something he'd never hinted at before... but smiled when he said it.'

"What did you say?"

"I denied it of course ... then asked him how he knew what porn stars looked like."

Jenna giggled and tossed her head back, stroking her bald mound.

"Then I said something like 'am I the type of porn star you like'?"

Jenna's finger touched her clit and she closed her eyes.

"He looked embarrassed and shrugged his shoulders. I asked if he watched much porn when he was away, but he dodged the question, asking why I'd done it."

Jenna's chest was turning pink and starting to heave as she recounted the story.

"To surprise you and ... put a spark back into things."

"Did it?" I grinned still sniffing her damp knickers.

"Sort of." She considered. "he stroked it and even kissed my mound, then fucked me .... Missionary of course, but more passionately than for years."

"And?"

"And ... nothing?" she screwed up her face, "it lasted a couple of minutes, then he rolled off and fell asleep."

"Silly sod." I laughed.

"He had another go on Tuesday night, asking again 'if I had another man on the go' as he stroked my mound then fingering me first before getting on top... as he banged me I asked 'what if I did 'have another man on the go' ... then wham, bam, thank you ma'am and it was all over. At least it was one more shag than I normally get when he's home."

Maybe ten minutes after starting her dance my married lover then clamboured onto the bed and crawled to me, tits dangling as she finally settled at my groin where she rubbed her face across my erection, then kissing it from balls to tip, then taking the band of my pants between her teeth and pulling them down, making my cock spring into view.

"Enough about him .... MMMmmm," Jenna purred, "that looks nice ... can I suck it... please?"

"I thought you'd never ask ... go on, let's see how much you can take in your mouth for me."

Jenna grinned as she kissed it and ran her bright pink fingernails along the shaft, making me wince.

After a couple of minutes, the married mother of two adjusted her position and gripping the base of my cock began sucking the knob, quickly bobbing her head to see how much cock she could fit in.

She took about four inches comfortably, by bobbing her head as she sucked, but there was more to come, so I held onto the back of her head and began thrusting my hips, ferociously fucking her mouth, making her gag as another two inches of cock went past her teeth and my knob bashing against her tonsils.

Obviously uncomfortable, copious amounts of spittle was oozing out of her mouth as she sucked in air through her nose, but made no attempt to untangle herself, so I kept walloping her mouth with my cock.

Suitably turned on, I grabbed a handful of ginger hair and dragged her backwards off my cock, leaving her gasping for air she wiped her mouth and chin with the back of her hand.

Still with me tugging on her hair, she turned to face me over her shoulder with a twinkle in her eyes and a look of devilment on her face.

"Come up here and sit on my face." I beamed.

Jenna shuffled around, straddling my chest, exposing her damp pink pussy and puffed up labia hovering over my face. It took a minute or so until we were both comfortable enough for her to slowly drop down onto my face.

Gripping onto the headboard with both hands and her nylon covered thighs brushing against my cheeks, Jenna slowly and sensually rubbed her cunt across my face, I let her find her own rhythm as she sighed and panted when I ran my tongue along her gash in time with her sliding.

"Oh fuck," she whimpered, "that's so good."

I was soon sucking and licking her sopping cunt as the big titted housewife masturbated on my face. Every woman tastes differently; some have a strong sweaty musk, others a creamy bittersweet flavour, Jenna erred on the side of the latter, tasting and smelling unlike any other pussy I'd ever licked.

Personally, I'd only ever done this once before, with one woman, my ex-wife so was in sexual heaven as Jenna moaned and groaned as my nose rubbed against her enlarged clit while my tongue flashed across her puckered arsehole and pussy.

My hands were quickly alternating between grabbing her massive rubbery tits, stroking her stockings and groping her voluptuous arse .... Occasionally pressing my finger against her brown ring, making her gasp.

Soon I recognised the signs, as her breathing became faster and noisier as she panted, "oh fuck ... oh fuck!" while pressing her cunt harder onto my mouth and tongue, so holding onto her hips I concentrated on her clit as she scraped my face with short sharp motions.

"Yes ... YES... OH FUCK ... YES!" She squealed as I fingered her bum while licking and sucking her clit, "Yes ... Shawn ... holy fuck .... YES!" as her orgasm left her trembling as something delightfully warm and bittersweet filled my mouth.

Suddenly her whole body went limp, leaving me to continue licking and sucking on her sensitive lady parts, making her sigh and nibble her lip until I eased her off me.

"That needs taking care of." I nodded towards my throbbing cock. "Get on board and ride it."

The young mummy didn't need telling twice, quickly straddling me and dropping her weight down my cock, making her eyes roll back.

Jenna gently bounced up and down making my balls twitch as I enjoyed the view of her magnificent boobs jiggling in several different directions while she excitedly ran her fingers through her hair, which was now sticking to her sweat covered brow.

Jenna quickly pulled her hands behind her head while acclimatising to my length and girth in this position.

My cock was aching, so I began thrusting upwards making her tumble forwards as I grabbed her tits to steady her. "Thanks... thanks." She wheezed as I kept on thrusting as hard as possible while cupping her tits.

I chuckled when I saw her looking at us in the mirror beside the headboard, then twist her head to see her reflection in one at the bottom of the bed, where she could clearly see my big black cock gliding in and out of her pretty white woman's sticky cunt.

We stayed like this for five minutes or so, with me desperately trying not to cum too soon; especially when Jenna pushed her hips down and found a way to press her clit against my groin, then staring at the mirror, began wildly fucking me until she came a second time, much to her own open-mouthed amazement.

When she came to her senses she looked me in the eye, and slowly grinding her hips whispered, "that was amazing ... I've never done it that way before ... that was fucking amazing ... your cock felt huge."

"Did watching yourself get you off?" I grinned.

"Maybe." She smirked.

Still joined at the hips, I leaned across and picked my phone off the bedside table, pressed the 'off button' to close down a recording I'd made, "we can watch it again later then."

"You're a very naughty man." She giggled and squeezed my cock with her pelvic muscles.

"Seeing as you like watching yourself in the mirrors so much, let's try something else new."

"Ooooh that sounds fun." The yummy mummy chuckled.

"Pass me that tube on the dresser." Jenna looked at it, then me, "Oh!" she smiled, nibbling her lip again, then disembarked and sashayed across the bedroom.

"Grease me up." I laughed and she did just that, her eyes twinkling as she sexily rubbed two big dollops onto my shaft.

"Now ... squirt some up your arse." I winked.

"Oh!" Jenna giggled then pulled an 'awkward' face while placing one knee on the bed and spreading her legs, it was very sexy watching her fiddle between her legs diddling for her puckered hole while trying to slide the nozzle in.

It took a minute or so of chuckling and titty wobbling before she found the required hole and nervously sliding the nozzle inside then squeezing the tube. "Oooh ... oooh... that feels funny." She giggled.

I sat on the edge of the bed and helped her straddle my thighs as I firmly held the base of my shaft while Jenna held it from between her legs, pressing my knob everywhere but her shithole.

It took a minute or two before we lined up then with a powerful thrust my greasy cock made her screech then grunt as my fat knob stretched her sphincter as 6 or 7 inches slid into her once most private of cavities.

"Oh my God!" she gurgled as I withdrew back to the knob then pressed it back inside ... over and over again with my face buried in her mahoosive tits.

Soon she acclimatised to my length and girth and took over the anal fucking, riding my cock like a good'un.

Mostly her eyes were closed and her mouth gaping open as she looked delirious riding my cock in her arse, making feral noises, while occasionally looking over her shoulder at her reflection in the large mirrors.

I was now holding my phone in one hand, as he pulled her cheeks apart with the other, to let me film the reflection in the mirror. "Do you want a copy of the video?" I teased.

The horny housewife looked over her shoulder again, to see the reflection of my big black cock easily sliding balls deep into. "Holy fuck!" she gasped, "that looks so fucking sexy... I can't believe I'm taking it all in my arse."

Now with her full attention I began pneumatically thrusting into her tight hole, making her jaw drop again and her eyes tighten closed as she grunted and groaned, with the occasional pained scream for good measure.

"I'm cumming .... I'm cumming ... fucking Hell ... I'm cumming!" Jenna cried out as her clit violently rubbed against my groin making me fuck her arse even harder.

Her cries were enough to tip me over and I felt my balls tingle and for the first time in decades I managed to time my own exciting orgasm with that of my lovers' ... but I'd never managed while performing anal!

It was my turn to gasp and screw my eyes closed as spurt after spurt filled her arse.

Shaking in the afterglow, I held her tightly around the middle while slowly squeezing the last drops of spunk into her slimy hole.

"Keep your hole closed." I informed her as we unbuckled and she slid off onto her belly.

She did as she was told.

I picked up my phone then with shaking legs stood behind her, "move your knees and raise your arse up. "I gruffly whispered.

Jenna obliged, and with my phone recording; "pull your cheeks apart and squeeze my cum out."

"You kinky bastard." She sighed and giggled while squeezing my copious cum from her now stretched arsehole, running down her milky white pussy lips and dripping onto the quilt.

My cock may have not been 'rock hard' ... but 'hard enough,' and her brown ring was gaping wide open, so with my phone still filming I gripped my cock and slid it into her stretched arsehole again.

"You randy fucker!" Jenna squealed, then began automatically pushing back onto my cock.

"What do you think your husband would say if he saw me fucking your arse?"

"I don't know," she panted then chuckled, "probably just wank himself senseless!"

"Is that what you do watching the videos I've sent you... and the pictures?"

"Something like that." She snickered and gulped in air.

As I pumped away, I continued teasing her, "I'll have to buy you a big black dildo then ... and a butt plug!"

"Really?" she replied, surprising me.

"If you want, yeh." My mind was now in overdrive as I continued pumping her stretched arse hole.

Knowing I was unlikely to cum again, I finally pulled out and we lay together finishing the wine.

While running her fingers through the hair on my chest, she asked if I was serious about buying her a black dildo.

I told her I was, then with a puzzled look she asked, 'what was the other thing?'

"The 'butt plug' ... it's like a chubby dildo that you keep up your arse, making it stretch ... meaning less lube."

"Wow," The married woman gulped, "I had no idea. How long do you need to keep it in?"

She was surprisingly interested and amenable.

"It depends on the size," I feigned knowledge on the subject, "Some are fucking huge, but some are small enough to wear all day ... so you would think about me all day at work."

"Fucking hell." She whispered, then looked up at me. "And you would really want me to use one?"

"Sure, it would be my turn to wank myself senseless knowing you had one up your arse all day at work." Then caressing a tit kissed her.

As we finished our wine Jenna snuggled up, "Do you want me to stay the night?"

"If that's okay, yes."

We spooned and with me cupping her boobs for a few minutes.

After both visiting the bathroom, Jenna sexily took her stockings off before getting into bed, where we kissed and fondled until we fell asleep, waking at about 8am, with my erect cock between her cheeks.

For the first time in our short tryst, we actually 'made love'. At first, she parted her legs to let me enter her pussy, where I gently fucked her. Once she was warmed up, my married lover guided me off her and lay on her back.

Although she'd made fun of her husband for only ever using the Missionary Position, I eased myself on top and slowly guided my big cock into her very wet hole.

It was slow and deliberate with lots of kissing until Jenna wrapped her thick legs around my waist and began panting as my thrusting got faster and harder as my orgasm built from my toes.

"Oh fuck, Shawn .... Yes... yes... yes... fuck me, fuck me hard!" she panted.

"Do you like that?" I repeated, "Do you like black cock ... tell me how much you like black cock!"

"It's amazing," she panted, "your black cock is fucking amazing ... fucking amazing, it fills my.. my ... my .... Cunt so well."

With that my balls tingled, and I shot my first load of the day up her stretched white married cunt.

After I'd emptied everything deep in her womb I rolled off and immediately slid my hand between her legs, stroking her oozing kitty, then rubbing my goo onto her clit which was sticking out like a pearl.

It didn't even take two minutes before she was bouncing on the bed with an astonishing orgasm of her own making her scream like a banshee.

She wore my t-shirt as we had breakfast, then as I showered the Yummy Mummy phoned her husband and kids without a care in the world, telling him that she'd had a 'good night with the girls' and even though I only heard one side of the conversation, she looked at me standing in the doorway naked, drying myself as Jenna replied to something he asked, "yes ... he was good looking ... of course not ... we had a dance, that's all ... maybe a little." Then giggled, "maybe a little bit ... but no."

A couple of minutes later she was obviously speaking to the kids, telling them to 'be good for Grandma and Grandad' then ended the conversation.

We got dressed; me in shorts and a polo shirt and her in her sexy Friday night attire, stockings and suspenders too ... but sans panties, which were still sticky from the previous evening.

We decided to go up the coast for a discrete lunch in a pub I knew. Afterwards we walked, arm in arm along a beach side path, where the wind whipped up the back of her skirt revealing her stocking tops and knickerless arse ... much to the obvious pleasure of an old guy walking his dog.

We then went into the small town where she bought some new underwear and surprisingly found a sleazy sex shop, where I bought her a black dildo and two butt plugs ... a small one and a larger one.

Back in the car she could hardly wait to try out the smaller plug, sitting back in the seat with her feet on the dash as I seamlessly slid it into her slightly stretched arsehole, making her purr.

After I fingered her close to orgasm, she pulled on a pair of the new panties, fumbling until the butt plug was being kept into place.

Obviously the suspension on my truck is excellent, but it didn't stop me aiming for potholes, which made her frown and giggle as the butt plug moved inside her arse.

As she carefully clamboured out of the cab she rolled her eyes as the plug moved again, then looking around to see no one was watching, ran her hand inside her skirt then pushed it back in place before discretely walking home noticeably clenching her arse cheeks together.

I'd already told her I was meeting a friend who was home for a family gathering the following day, but she was more than happy to join us ... especially after I'd asked her if she fantasised about having a threesome ... and with a glint in her eye she smiled and nodded.

..... TBC