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Jan, the Beginning [part 1 of 2]
By: Firestorm (firestorm-409@hotmail.com)Somehow Jan knew that the manila envelope sitting on the bed when she entered the room wasn’t good news.
The 5 foot tall 38 year old brunette had just spent a rather trying day as the Media Director of the Scranton Inferno Professional Football team trying to quell the frenzy created by yet another slip of the tongue by the owner.
Jan was proud of her accomplishments getting her into the prestigious position but hated days like this rather than doing the part of the job she loved most as coordinator for the team when they were on the road. The office grapevine was buzzing with news that she was soon to appointed as Vice President of Off Field Operations, Not bad for a cheerleader turned executive she thought to herself.
She was happily married to Stan Boxer, who was the comptroller for their suburb for 13 years. She also considered herself lucky that Stan didn’t mind her traveling as a part of the job, spending half of the fall and winter on the road for away games.
Jan had started with the Inferno as a cheerleader, combining her short stature with a hard body and generous bust, she was certainly a fan favorite in her skimpy red outfit bouncing on the sidelines cheering the team on to victory; but she wanted more.
Jan was very bright, evidenced by her college degree and longed to prove to the world that she was not limited to jobs where her porn star body was the key to her success; and she had accomplished it and still maintained her looks.
The envelope contained an unmarked DVD and another sealed envelope with Watch the DVD first. scrawled across it.
Jan felt faint as the TV screen lit up with the image of a familiar room, seconds later she began to feel sick as she watched herself come into view and kissing…. MARCUS! drawings interracial erotic
Marcus was the Inferno’s Star running back that Jan had an illicit affair with over the past 18 months, starting right after the team won the divisional championship.
The celebration was delirious as the team reached the playoffs for the first time in twenty years, unfortunately for Scranton, the game was on the road so the fans and families weren’t a part of the celebration. Jan was sitting quietly in the back of the room sipping the good champagne as the raucous players and staff celebrated by pouring gallons of the cheap stuff on each other and anyone within arms length. Marcus sat beside Jan and refilled her almost empty glass and filled his own.
The pair talked about the victory, what it meant to the team and community and to him and his ambition to get into broadcasting after her retired from playing in a couple of years.
Jan hadn’t spent any real time with Marcus before that evening and found him to be charming, it was easy for her to see why he was the league heartthrob, he was cute, well built and a nice guy. A couple of hours passed as the pair sat and talked and polished off three bottles of the champagne before Jan decided to call it a night. Ever the gentleman, Marcus escorted Jan to her room where a combination of the excitement of the day’s events, the champagne and mutual attraction brought their lips together in what Jan intended to be a friendly kiss. free interracial gay stories
Somehow her door opened as they remained locked in a passionate kiss, their tongues wrestling as their hands explored each others bodies.
Jan suddenly pulled away as she realized what was happening. She was a married woman, a white woman necking with a handsome black athlete on the bed in a hotel room far from home and her husband.
We can’t do this Marcus….
Can’t kiss? he asked as he leaned back from the beautiful sexy woman… we’ve already proven that wrong…
I’m married….. and….
I’m black? Jan I never thought you were a racist,
I’m not.. she stammered
Then what?
I’m married…. and it’s not right for an executive to….
What? Take advantage of an employee?
No, that’s not it…
Jan, you’re a beautiful sexy woman and we’re far from home. Nobody knows we’re here so it’ll be our secret… are you going to tell me that you don’t want to finish what we’ve started?
Marcus… nobody can ever find out… she whispered
and nobody will unless you’re a screamer. March smiled broadly as he locked his eyes onto Jan’s. She didn’t look away as he slid his hands up along her legs, over her waist and over her taut belly cupping her large breasts in his powerful black hands.
If the ball felt this good, I’d never fumble… Jan felt a rush of heat passing thru her body in response to his touch as her nipples began to swell inside her bra.
Marcus knew that he was going to have Jan tonight to do with as he pleased, he removed his hands and sat back smiling, his cock twitching in anticipation.
Jan slowly stood up, removed her suit jacket, dropping it to the floor and cupped her 36 Ds thru the crisp white blouse.
If the ball had feelings like they do…. it wouldn’t ever leave your hands.
The smiling black running back sat back a bit, and ran his tongue over he suddenly dry lips.
I’ve wanted to feel those tittys for a long time… half the guys think they’re fake. Jan took the bait and began unbuttoning her blouse as he watched, she pulled the tails from her tight blue skirt and removed it, dropping it on top of her blazer. She stood proudly in her frilly pink bra and shook her shoulders causing her tits to wiggle.
What do you think?
I’d need to see them and do a bit of in depth investigation to be sure… take off the bra.
The busty brunette shivered as his command seemed to go directly to her dampening pussy. She felt a rush of pride as she unhooked the bra and dropped it to the floor, exposing her breasts to him for the first time. She realized that she was alone in a hotel room with Marcus Parks, the heart throb of the league and soon was going to be making love to him. Marcus could have chosen any of the young girls that hung around the locker room door but he choose her.
They spent the night together in her room, Marcus was a considerate and skilled lover with a cock that was much longer and thicker than Stan’s.
Jan lost count of her orgasms after the first fuck and enjoyed the feeling of Marcus’ black cock as he slid it between her tits. She swallowed two loads of his thick creamy cum, came hard when he spewed a load on her breasts and neck and several more times as he deposited two more deep inside her married pussy.
There were two more playoff games, both on the road and Jan willingly shared her bed and body with her illicit black lover. She accompanied him of two more trips out of town for personal appearances and was saddened when the last bits of the season came to an end.
Jan remembered the day the video she was watching occurred. It was during the summer, Marcus had stopped into the team offices to drop off some autographed photos and they had an innocent looking lunch together where Marcus invited her to stop by his place for a few hours after work.
The lusty wife was buzzing with excitement the rest of the day and rushed from the office at 4:30 after calling Stan to tell him that she was going to meet a few sports writers at a dinner to discuss business. On the way to Marcus’ place, she stopped at a gas station to use the bathroom to remove her panties and bra. At the last second Jan decided to leave off her blouse as well, leaving her Big White Tittys as Marcus called them bare under the snug blazer she wore. The woman she saw in the mirror was stunning and incredibly sexy, just the look she wanted for her big black lover.
Jan laughed as the station attendant almost walked into one of the pumps when she came out.
The sexy woman was greeted at the door by Marcus in a pair of sweats, he pulled her inside and immediately locked his lips to hers. They kissed all the way to his bedroom, their hands exploring each other.
Jan dropped to her knees and tugged down the front of his sweat pants, freeing his long thick cock which was already half hard. She took it in her hands and guided the ebony head between her lips.
Oh yeah… Marcus moaned. You can sure suck cock….. Motivated by his words, Jan slowly slid him deeper into her warm wet mouth, her tongue working over the thick black shaft as it headed down her throat. She reached the root of his shaft and began to again slowly slide back up the length as her hands cupped his heavy balls and massaged his rock hard ass.
Before Marcus, Jan was reluctant to take a cock into her mouth, but the contrast of her sleek white skin against his hard ebony body added to the taboo of giving herself to a black man and cheating on her husband excited her enough that she learned to love the feeling of Marcus’ cock in her mouth and especially the taste and texture of his spermy load that would reward her for her efforts.
Marcus loved having Jan suck his cock, as was especially turned on when she did it still dressed in a business suit, this time her outfit added the slut dimension and he didn’t last long in her sucking mouth until he grabbed her long brown hair between his fingers and held her fast as he pumped a huge load into her mouth.
Jan swallowed furiously not wanting to lose a single drop of his creamy load. Marcus bent down and helped her to her feet before unbuttoning the blazer and tossing it aside. He began sucking at Jan’s breasts as she held his head against her and lead him to the king sized bed. While the black athlete suckled at her proud tits, she unzipped her skirt allowing it to fall from her long legs.
He pushed her back on the bed and spread her legs as he kneeled between them and lowered his face to Jan’s steaming pussy. Jan orgasmed almost as soon as his lips touched her clit, she knew that the black man was going to continue working his oral magic on her until she sprayed lubricating juices in the throes of another deep all encompassing orgasm.
When she regained consciousness Marcus was kneeling between her legs rubbing his throbbing cock across her dripping pussy, waiting for her to wake up before sliding himself deep into her. He took her left leg and put it over his shoulder giving him better access to her dripping hole as he began sliding his long black shaft into her. Marcus pushed the head between her dripping pussy lips and worked it inside her.
Ohyes… Jan moaned, ‘That feels sooooo good… The black athlete loved the sensation of her tight white cunt wrapped around his cock. Jan was a wonderfully responsive fuck, as good as any he had ever experienced, this was his favorite part, the feeling of her vice tight cunt accepting his long black prong. Marcus began the slow push into her, his cock soaking in the hot slippery juices as her lush body accepted him.
OOOOHHHHhhh yeaaaa… I love you big cock inside me…. Jan’s hands came up and grabbed Marcus’ powerful arms as he continued to shove himself into her. fuck me Marcus… fuck me hard….
Marcus obliged her as he began to powerfully thrust into the tiny woman. As good as her pussy felt around his thrusting cock, Marcus loved watching Jan’s body respond. Her big tits bouncing on her small frame as her thick nipples swelled, her brown hair spreading on the bed beneath her and her abs tightening around him.
Ohhh God…. Oh Godddd… fuck me Marcus…. fuck me harderrrrrrrrr….
He pulled out of her, knowing that once Jan was started he could concentrate on his own pleasure and she would love every second of it.
Stand up Jan. he commanded. The stacked white woman stood up and turned around grabbing his wrought iron headboard for support sticking her tiny ass out. Marcus grabbed her hips and lifted Jan’s tiny white frame, lining up her gaping cunt with his cock as he rammed himself deeply into her, pulling back on her hips with every powerful thrust.
After establishing a powerful fuck rhythm, Marcus slid his hands up Jan’s hard body until he was holding her swaying tits and pinching the rock hard nipples sending ripples of pleasure to join the waves emanating from the assault on her tight pussy.
The assault on her senses overcame the 38 year old brunette causing her to lose her grip on the headboard and collapse face down on the bed. The new position changed how his black fuckstick rubbed inside her pussy sending Jan even further into the throes of carnal pleasure.
I’mmmmmmmmmCUMMMMMmmmmmmmmminggggggggg…. Oh GOD YESSSSSSSS Marcus fuck me harderrrrrrrrrrr…. oh God OHHHHH GODdddddddddd….. Jan’s pussy clamped down on Marcus’ pounding cock as she spasmed again and again causing him to approach the end of his own control….
I’m gonna fill you up…. he grunted. I’m gonna cummmm…
Oh yeahhhh lover… fill me up with your cummmmm.. Marcus felt his balls tighten as his cock swelled before exploding his thick white cum load deep inside Jan’s married pussy; he collapsed on top of the writhing woman as he finished emptying his load into her.
A few minutes later he rolled off of Jan’s sweat soaked body, pulling his semisoft cock from her sopping pussy allowing a river of his cum mixed with her juices to pour from her gaping fuckhole. Jan faced Marcus, her eyes glassy from their just finished fuck, her fat tits just inches from his glistening black pectorals.
Oh God Marcus, that was so good… you ravished me…
I couldn’t wait to fuck you….. You’re so hot…
You can fuck me like that anytime lover…. You made me cum so hard…. Marcus leaned forware and began kissing the still buzzing woman.
Jan stopped the CD.
She remembered that day, they shared each other’s bodys for six hours before she had to get dressed to go home to Stan. The memory of that night brought mixed emotions to her as she realized that it wouldn’t happen again since Marcus was traded three weeks ago to Birmingham. They had only a few minutes to say goodbye as Jan needed to catch the team flight to Texas.
She knew that her affair with Marcus was a terrible mistake, she was risking her marriage, her career and crossing the racial barrier endangered her relationship with her family, especially her racist father. The tape was a great turn on for Jan, leaving her hungering for more uninhibited raw fucking that she knew was going to go unrequited, at least until she got home for the usual straight three minute fuck from Stan.
Jan opened the envelope… Inside it was a note…..
You need to call me….. 555-873-2123
Nothing more…
Could it be Marcus? Stan? The team owner Mr. Hollis? She didn’t know but with shaking fingers Jan punched the number into her cell phone.
