Chapter 12
The dream became a reality. He imagined so hard that what he imagined became a reality, that what he thought was really there. His face showed no change of expression, and those by him did not know what went through his mind as they chattered in their own private conversations, but he was back to the time he and Cora were first in bed, that time when he discovered what it was like to be a man with a good woman by your side.
She was naked when he looked at her, so naked that her blackness almost faded the sheet she was atop, and he lusted for her cunt. Her walls were soft and tender, he knew from the times he had felt her without actually fucking her. Her face had a smile that told him he was as welcome as he could be as long as he wanted to be there.
He undressed quickly, hurrying so that he could soon feel her walls stretching against his cock. The. sharp pleasure she would give to him would soothe him and make him ready for all the delights in the whole world. His body, naked after he I had removed all his clothes, was next to hers, and he heard her breath in his ears.
Rolling on top of her, feeling her skin rubbing against his own, he delighted in the lust that he felt for her body. There was nothing quite as good as she was. There was nothing quite as delicious and appetizing as her naked black flesh waiting there for his manly caresses.
He stormed her cunt with titillations from his fingertips. The great pleasures she got from that had her reeling under him on the bed. He was amazed that she should feel that good, for he had not known she would react to his touches in that manner.
His fingers worked hard at her cunt, thrilling her over and over, drilling into her the deep delights that he knew any woman would be glad to get from her man. The squeals of her throat made him feel he was doing the best job of fucking her that ever could be done in the world, and he wanted to fuck her until she was filled with the juices from their mutual come.
He fondled her cunt deliciously, stroking not just the bulging fold of skin but all the area around it as he had read was the best thing to do in a sex manual in the library. His cock was hard, like iron, and his balls throbbed in anticipation of all the joy they would get when she at last was stroking them with her fingers while he plunged his hot shaft past her snatch door.
His face pressed into hers, wiggling eagerly from side to side, touching bone against bone through the thin black skins that moved together. He was hot for her, and the magnificent feelings in him were a shadow of the devotion his balls felt for her cunt.
His kisses made her pleasure filled. The strokes on her cut added to this pleasure, and soon she was begging him to shove his pole so far into her that she would think it was in her throat. Her lust was something else for him, something that had inspired men from the time of Cleopatra to the whores on the Parisian streets at the present time. His touches at her clit had their effect, and he waited for her to get her legs all the way open before he plunged into her hot walls.
The first touch of her membranes against the shiny skin of his cock drove him wild with sensuous delight. Her affection for him was incredible. She managed to get her walls working in perfect rhythm with his in-strokes and his outstrokes, contracting the membranes, as he pushed in, loosening them as he came out, thus providing him with ease and pleasure while he fucked her.
This was all the fucking she needed. Her cunt was healthy, and the way she could handle it showed she had a healthy mind, too. The sheer delights that rippled like waterfall splashes through his naked flesh told him that there were few better pussies in all the world.
His balls were blasting against her buns while he plunged into her snatch time and time again. The succulence of her walls was remarkable. The feeling he had of floating on the soft mound of her body increased as his cock got closer to the time when it would discharge all its juices into her passages.
He pumped at her and pumped at her. The wild fluctuations that were in her cunt made all his fucking that much better, that much more satisfying. His pole never ceased whipping forward and soothing her cuntal walls.
His meat was hot for her, almost cooking as she rubbed against it, and their friction generated heat like neither had ever known before. His balls slammed with ever increasing force on her butt while he shoved harder than ever into her snaking cunt.
She squealed with each driving shove he gave to her. The luxuriousness of his fucking made a great impression on her, and she felt he loved her a hell of a lot.
They came, writhing and thrashing one against the other while they felt their asses sweetened with the wonder of their lustful comes. This was what they had bargained for, and it was what they got. His cock swelled inside her as the huge gobs of his steaming come surged through it, and her cuntal walls could feel the extra pressure he put on them when that happened.
He slowly came out of the dream world, and another joint went through his fingers. He was aware of all the white cunt around him, of all the lust he felt for them, not because they were white, but because any cunt could soothe his cock and make it feel devilishly good. He took another drag on the joint, a long, long one.