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The vision of Pam, sweaty and breathing heavy, with her fair skin and auburn hair
The bell rings loudly, signaling the end of another long, tense day at school. Not necessarily for the students, but for one particular teacher. Pam has always been as straight-laced as they come at school. Arriving early every day to make sure everything is in order. Dressing in conservative tweed skirts and cardigan sweaters. Always wearing her long hair tied up in a bun, so tight that sometimes it appeared to cause her eyes to squint. Nothing ever fazed her and she was always prepared for whatever came her way. That all changed about six weeks ago when Thomas arrived.

Thomas had recently completed his graduate degree in education and was still full of energy and spunk. He was brought in to the school in attempt to better connect with the students. Pam's school was on the south side of the city, next to the industrial districts, and the majority of her student was black. ; As were most of Pam's fellow teachers. Hopefully Thomas could help the teachers reach the students better. Even though Pam was almost twenty years his senior, they seemed to hit it off right away. Sharing a table at lunch in the teacher's lounge. Discussing their thoughts on different common students. Pam could see his potential as a teacher. It wasn't until a few weeks after they first met that she really saw his other capabilities.

It was fairly common for fights to erupt in the hallways at Pam's school. Usually they were mostly verbal skirmishes and they were easily dismissed by a few detention threats by one of the teachers. The other day, however, the threatening words turned to blows in the hallway outside the gymnasium. Pam usually tried to stay out of the fist fights for fear of getting hurt herself. This time, she made an exception though. One of her better students, Sam, was involved in the fight and wasn't doing too well against one the well know class thugs. Pam stepped in separate the two boys, but it was bit too late. Sam's nose was bleeding badly and needed immediate attention.

Pam quickly grabbed Sam and pulled him away from the scuffle. Squeezing his nose closed to keep the blood from running freely. With blood still leaking out and Pam wearing her usual cream colored cardigan sweater, she knew that she needed to get Sam a wet cloth quickly to help stop the bleeding and save her prim & proper attire. Without even thinking, she pulled Sam into the adjacent locker room and headed right to the sinks. As a veteran teacher, she had been in the boy's locker numerous times, but usually she announced her entrance loudly and often employed the help of a male escort. This time was a medical issue which captured her attention. That is until she turned her focus away from Sam briefly and towards the nearby showers.

She felt her grip on Sam's nose loosen and a sudden warm sensation flow through her body. Stepping out of the shower was Thomas. Gracefully and dripping wet. Fresh off a workout that showed on all of his muscles. Time seemed to stop briefly as she stared at the physical specimen before her eyes. Every inch of his toned, dark body was exposed for her view. She knew she shouldn't look, but she couldn't help. Broad shoulders giving way to long, lean, muscular arms. She had noticed his large hands before, but never next to his toned thighs. As he reached for the towel in his locker, his sinewy muscles seemed to flex with each movement. His perfectly round ass hardened as he lifted his legs, one by one, to dry them off. Even his calves were toned. His dampened skin glistened in the bright lights in the locker room. As he raised his left leg, she could help but catch a glimpse of his sack hanging from his crotch. It hung low and stretched under the weight of his balls. Next he raised the towel to his shoulders and head. Then he slowly turned and moved the towel to his back, fully exposing the front of his body to Pam. Her eyes fluttered as she struggled to focus on each part of his sculptured physique. The smooth head. The pronounced cheek and jaw bones. His framed pectorals flowing into rippling abs. That tight belly button seemingly held in place by his obliques. Next she felt her breath leave her body and she grew a bit weak. Below those toned abs laid a small, unassuming patch of curly pubic hair. From that dark grove hung the biggest cock Pam had ever laid her eyes on. It literally swung to and fro like a jungle vine as Thomas gently moved the towel to dry his back. It seemed to almost reach his knees. The head was slightly lighter than the dark skin of the endless shaft and she could distinctly see the veins running along its sides. From that distance it appeared to be thicker than her garden hose. She could only imagine how big and thick it actually was close up. She now got a full view of his sack as well. Behind that hose hung two balls the size of plums, wrapped in wrinkled skin that seemed stretched nearly to a point of rupture. She could almost feel the weight of those balls in her palm. Perhaps even on her face. Just as Pam narrowed her focus further on each of Thomas' movements, he looked up and caught her stare.

Pam gasped. She knew that she had been caught red handed and was mortified. She turned her gaze downward briefly to break the eye contact. She couldn't stand to not look back at Thomas though, so she turned her gaze back to him once again. Thomas, who had wrapped the towel around his waist, acknowledged Pam's gaze and smiled coyly in her direction. She nervously turned her attention back to Sam and his bloody nose. After a few minutes longer, the bleeding had finally stopped and she took Sam out of the locker room.

She carefully guided the boy to nurse's office, thinking not about the poor boy's nose, but about Thomas' cock the entire time. The way is swung from side to side. The girth of that organ even in its flaccid state. The soft, creamy color of that cock head next to the dark, chocolate hue of his shaft. Suddenly, like the rush of an ocean wave, a sense of obsession flowed through her skin. The hair on the back of her neck stood up. She noticed that her head was feeling hot and she reached up to undo the bun in her hair. For the first time in twenty years, her long, auburn hair was able to flow free as she walked the halls of her school. It felt exhilarating. The stoic facade that she had maintained for so many years began to crumble. All because of a brief glimpse at a dark Adonis in all of his beauty. With that glimpse burned in her memory forever, it all seemed worth it at that moment.

Once Sam was safely in the hands of the school nurse, Pam headed back to her classroom to gather up her belongings and head home. As she walked down the long, wide hallways from her classroom, her mind drifted back to the scene in the locker room and to the vision of Thomas' bare, toned physique. As she turned the corner to head to the main entry, Thomas emerged from the locker room, this time fully dressed. Pam stumbled as he came into view. There was no way to avoid him at this point, so she addressed him head on.

"Thomas", she said, "I have to apologize for the scene in the locker room before. I really needed to attend to Sam and the men's locker room just happened to be the closest option at that time. I had no idea that you would be in there."

"There's really nothing to apologize for", Thomas replied. "I hope I didn't embarrass you. I don't usually take so long to dry off and get dressed, but when I saw that you were enjoying the show, I couldn't help myself."

Pam's face grew bright red. She now knew for sure that he was fully aware of her ogling stare.

"I'm really sorry" she said again.

"Don't worry about it, Pam. Let's just pretend that it never happened."

Pam knew that there was no way she would ever forget that image. But she had to keep up the act for the sake of her job and their professional relationship. Pam was just about to agree and excuse herself when Thomas spoke again.

"Since my girlfriend and I are new to the area, we have talked about inviting over some friends for dinner at our house this Saturday to get to know people a little better. If you and your husband are free, we would really like if you could join us."

Even though she felt very awkward at the moment, she also felt obliged to accept the offer. After all, she had essentially just violated Thomas' privacy and had created an uncomfortable situation with a coworker that she genuinely respected.

"We'd love to, Thomas. We'll come over around 6:00 and we'll bring some wine from my husband's wine cellar."

As Pam drove home that evening she contemplated about whether to tell her husband what had happened at school that day. There was really no way around it though. She didn't want her husband to find out from Thomas at dinner on Saturday, so she would have to tell him. At least the basics of the story. When they sat down for after dinner, Pam began to tell her husband, John, the events that occurred that day. She left out the details of Thomas' amazing physique, even though she could clearly see every curve, vein, and ripple in her memory. Her palms began to sweat a bit as she relived that scene in the locker room once again. Her husband's response was not what she expected. John began asking Pam questions about Thomas and what she really saw in the locker room. He asked her to describe Thomas' body. Then he really surprised her and asked her if she was turned on sexually by Thomas. Pam wasn't sure how to respond, but she wanted to be honest with John, so she described Thomas' body carefully for John. Very carefully. In a style similar to that in a medical school anatomy class. Very straight and dry. She also told him that of course she was turned on by a body like that. No different from looking at a hot model in a fashion magazine. Then she returned the inquiry and asked John why he was so interested in the details of her experience today. It seemed a bit odd to her. John paused as he seemed to be carefully thinking of how to phrase his response. He told Pam that one of his secret fantasies was to watch her as she was fully pleasured by another man. Specifically, a black man.

He couldn't explain why, but the vision of Pam, sweaty and breathing heavy, with her fair skin and auburn hair, being taken and used by a muscular, black stud excited him greatly. An opportunity like this had never really presented itself to John (or Pam) before, so John was extra interested in Thomas and the possibilities. Pam didn't know what to say at first. Then she coyly told John that if watching her have sex with a black man would turn him on, she would happily indulge his desires. When she really thought about it, Pam had always been curious what it would feel like to be stuffed by an enormous, black cock with the staying power to last for hours. She had never had the opportunity before. Now John was giving her the chance and she wasn't going to pass it up. The real question now was what would be the next step in this little opportunity. And with whom.

As the rest of the week passed in blur for Pam. She couldn't get the image of Thomas' body out of her head and she was both confused and excited by the proposition that John had presented. Naturally, she put the two thoughts together in her imagination and began fantasizing about Thomas. Sitting at her desk, all buttoned up and proper, she was secretly running her hands up and down his toned abs and chest. Reaching around to grab his muscular ass. Then firmly caressing those enormous balls in her hands. Trying unsuccessfully to get her pale hands around his dark, monstrous cock. Stroking that muscle as it slowly grew firmer in her grip. Then opening her pussy lips wide to let him fill up her entire mid-section. She thought she could even feel her muscles tense up as her fantasies got move vivid. She noticed the sweat begin to lightly build up on her lower back and the juices between her legs begin to flow. She had to stop this or she would never be able to concentrate at school and certainly never be able look at Thomas again in the same way. She just couldn't help herself. He was all she could think about for the next three days.

Saturday finally came, and it was a beautiful fall day, sunny and unseasonably warm. The morning went by very quickly for Pam as her focus was squarely on the upcoming event that evening. As mid-afternoon came on, John asked Pam if she would like to join him for drinks on the back deck in the sunshine. She thought that it might help her relax a bit so she agreed, even though she rarely drank during the daytime. Lounging in a sling-back chair with her feet kicked up and a margarita in her hand definitely helped ease Pam's tensions. The warmth from the sun, along with the tequila, made her feel cozy and loose.

With her eyes closed behind her sunglasses, she started to drift into daydreams. Of course, these involved Thomas once again. The image of him slowly toweling off his toned body crept into her consciousness. His muscles flexing and relaxing as he bent and twisted to dry off his beautiful mocha colored skin. Watching his dangling manhood swing to and fro, hiding behind the towel, and then bursting out as if to say "touch me; try me". She could still see the details of each vein along the length of his cock; even in her daydream. Again Pam could feel the juices start to flow and her lips slightly swell. She took a sip of the icy drink which seemed to shake her awake and she looked over at John and smiled.

"So what are you going to wear tonight for the dinner party at Thomas' house?" asked John.

"I'm not sure", replied Pam. "I thought I might wear that long gray skirt and one of my black sweaters."

"I think maybe you should dress a little more sexy tonight", said John. "Maybe even break out one of your old 'school-girl' outfits that you used to wear when would go clubbing. Remember those? Do you still have those? Oh, I just loved that outfit. Got me fired-up every time you wore it."

"I'm sure I have those somewhere back in my closet" said Pam, "but I don't know if that would be appropriate. There will be other teachers from school there too, you know."

"So what", said John, "let them see the other side of Pam. That kinky little vixen that likes to come out and play every now and then. You don't have to be that buttoned-up literature teacher when you're not at school. Besides, I love how long those stockings make your legs look and I like to peak at your tits between the buttons on the blouse. Turns me on every time. Especially when you bend over and that short skirt rides up just high enough to show off those panties."

Pam did enjoy how sexy that tight and tiny little outfit made her feel. It had been a long time since she tarted it up a bit. Who really cared if some of those stuffy old teachers thought less of her anyway? Most of them would be retiring in the very near future.

"Alright, John. I'll find something a little more 'ambitious' in my closet and surprise you tonight. You go grab some wine for us to bring over to the party. I'm going upstairs to shower and get ready." Pam's juices began to flow as she envisioned some of her sexier outfits – high heels, fishnet stockings, miniskirts, tight blouses, open cleavage, deep red lipstick. Her mind raced as she strode up the stairs. In her heightened, flush state, even the plush feel of the carpet on her bare feet turned her on. She was hot and feeling very physical now, and she intended to let a little of that sexuality show that night.

Pam took a little extra time in the shower that night, thoroughly enjoying the steaming hot water beating on her flesh. Slowly scrubbing every curve, taking a little extra time to make sure every crevice of her swollen cunt was clean and well attended to. Her nipples were perked up and very sensitive. She made sure they received lots of attention from the slippery shower sponge. It all felt great and warm.

After getting all of her juices primed in the shower, Pam decided to step out and finish getting ready. John had left a glass of white wine by her make-up mirror, just to help loosen her up and shake off the nerves she had about the other teachers at the party. Pam would not be wearing her hair up tonight. She set it up for those deep, sweeping curls that she could playfully twist and coyly hide behind. When she was sufficiently primped and checked herself in the mirror for the third time, she headed downstairs. Not before she took one last look at her ass in the mirror, just to make sure. She still had the same perfectly rounded cheeks she did when she was twenty and the long, toned thighs the results of countless hours on the treadmill. She looked good. And enticing. She turned and headed downstairs.

John felt the blood swirl through his body and flood to his cock as he eyed Pam strutting down the stairs. Black patent high heels, short white socks with frills around the top, long, toned legs bars as a baby's ass, disappearing into a short black red plaid skirt. A fitted white blouse that tightly tapered around Pam's supple breasts. Having left the top few buttons open, John caught a glimpse of the cleavage between those tits he had come to love. He even caught a peak of her white undies beneath that short skirt as she took the stairs seductively. His cock was growing and beginning to push the seams of his boxer briefs. He stood there silently, adjusting the bulge in his pants as she downed the last of her wine and set the glass on the table next to the front door.

"Grab the wine, John" she said. "I'm ready to go".

She sure was.

John was secretly surprised that Pam had taken his advice and pulled his favorite outfit out of her closet. Surprised, but happy. He happily walked all the way to Thomas' house with a boner the size of a Louisville slugger.

They arrived at Thomas' house and Pam eagerly strode up the stairs and rang the bell. Suddenly, flashes of her experience with Thomas in the shower earlier that week. As she heard steps coming closer to the door all she could envision was his toned, dark farm slowly coming across the floor, bare for all to see. His muscular thighs flexing with every step. His powerful arms and chest pumping full with every movement. And of course, that monster cock and huge those huge balls swinging back and forth, banging off those buff thighs, begging to be held and protected from the beating. As the door opened and bright light engulfed the stairs, Pam flashed back to reality and Thomas' body faded back into her memory for later reference.

There in the doorway stood a beautiful, black woman with close cropped hair in a flowing cream colored dress. With the bright light from the house shining through the shear material of the dress, every curve of her tall, slender framed was exposed in silhouette. The dress tapered to a more fitted shape around the ample breasts of the enchanting figure in the doorway and stopped high enough to expose lean, toned legs and large, bare feet.

"Welcome," she said. "You must be Pam & John. Come in, come in. I'm Nira, Thomas' girlfriend. I've heard much about you, Pam, and have been dying to meet you. Come into the living room here and have a seat. Thomas is still getting ready, but he should be down in a few minutes."

As we walked through the hallway towards the living room, they noticed the erotic black & white photos framed on many of the walls. Exquisitely toned figures, mostly black, in soft light and compromising positions covered the walls. John had to stop and admire the physiques on the models and their poise in such precarious positions.

"These are amazing photos", noted John. "And the models are beautiful."

"Why thank you", said Nira. "Most of those are from a few years ago when I was in better shape. Of course, Thomas hasn't changed a bit from when those photos were taken. It's really unfair."

John took a closer look at the faces of the models in the photos and recognized Nira through the shadows and dim light. He was even more attracted to her physically now that he could see every inch of her body. Every inch. The soft curves of her bare breasts and hips. Those large, dark areola and a high, round ass that reluctantly gave way to those long, lean legs. He also stopped to focus on the male model in many of the photos. If that was Thomas, clearly he could see why Pam was flustered earlier when recounting her story of seeing him in the shower. He truly had the body of an Adonis. A cock long enough to hang near his kneecap and not an ounce of fat concealing anything John had also never seen a ball sack that big and low-hanging in his life. Truly amazing.
They all stopped at the bar to make drinks and then sat down in the living room to chat a bit. Pam noticed that they were the only ones there so far. She thought this was a little odd since they were actually fashionably late.

"So who else is coming over for dinner tonight, Nira?" asked Pam.

"Actually, you're it tonight", replied Nira. "Thomas asked a number of other teachers to join us, but apparently you're the only one who likes him enough to come over for dinner. I hope you don't mind that it's just the four of us. It's a little more intimate that a smaller crowd anyway."

"Not at all," said Pam. "I was actually looking forward to getting to know you and Thomas a little better anyway and this will give us the chance."

"Oh, I understand that you actually now know Thomas pretty well, if you know what I mean," said Nira. "I heard about your little encounter in the locker room the other day."

Pam's face went flush. She didn't know what to say. John just sat there and grinned, sensing Nira's sarcasm. Pam didn't quite catch on. "I'm really sorry about that," she said. "It was truly and accident."

Nira chuckled. "Don't worry about it at all, Pam. I was only giving you a hard time. You're not the first woman to see Thomas strutting his stuff in the nude. That's actually how we met. Thomas and I were both modeling on the side to make some extra cash for college and a photographer asked us to be in a photo shoot together for one of her projects. The first time I met Thomas he was standing there buck naked in all his glory. Not a modest bone in that amazing body of his. He loves to show off his body every chance he gets. I wouldn't be surprised if he came strolling down the stairs in just this socks any minute now."

Pam let that image of Thomas coming down the stairs in only his socks take hold of her imagination for just a minute. Enough time to get her juices flowing once again. She had to shift on her seat to accommodate the extra blood flow to the her cunt. She could feel her swollen lips pushing against her tight panties as she changed positions on the couch. She was extra sensitive that night, ready for a little excitement.

At that moment, Thomas came down strolling the stairs. Wearing tan khakis and a fitted, white polo, he looked a bit preppy. But his firm chest and thick biceps filled out that shirt perfectly. His round, firm ass also looked amazing in those snug pants. His feet were also bare like Nira's. Pam's blood flushed through her body, causing her nipples to perk up just a bit and her crotch to swell even more.

"Pam, I'm glad you could make it," announced Thomas. "I guess you're my only friend at the school these days. I'm sorry that it didn't quite turn out to be the party that we had anticipated. We'll have fun nonetheless."

"Oh, that's not a problem at all," replied Pam. "We're always up for a good time and anxious to get out of the house and meet new couples. Especially beautiful neighbors like yourself and Nira." Pam felt a little awkward as soon as the words crossed her lips. She meant it, but didn't really mean to say it out loud. John sensed her tension and tried to help the situation by getting up to make fresh drinks for everyone.

"So Thomas," asked John. "You're the new guy at school. What were you doing before you became a teacher alongside Pam here?"

"I actually just finished up my graduate studies and this is my first job out of school."

"Don't forget to mention those few years you took off after undergrad to raise money for grad school," added Nira.

"Right. I did some modeling for a few years to raise some case for school. You probably saw some of that out in the hallway. Did you enjoy the photos?"

"Don't forget your side job, honey," said Nira.

Thomas smiled and seemed to blush a bit. Then he slowly opened up. "For a while I also worked as a stripper for bachelorette parties. It was a little embarrassing, but the money was great."

"From what I can see Thomas, you have absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about," offered John.

"And you still have the moves and the body, honey. Just like the old days," added Nira playfully. Why don't you go ahead and show them how you paid for school, dear. Give them a sample of how you got all of those bachelorettes all wet in the panties every weekend."

"Nira, please," said Thomas. Pam and John just got here and already you want to start playing around? We hardly know them."

"Go ahead, Thomas," chirped Pam. John seemed a bit surprised, but comfortable with her eagerness. "We've already seen everything from your photos anyway, so you don't have anything to hide. We're all adults here."

Thomas smiled a shy grin and looked at John. John took a deep swig of his rum and coke and shrugged his shoulder at Thomas as if to say, 'go for it.' Nira quietly clapped her hands and giggled like a giddy, little school girl egging on her boyfriend. Then she sat back in her lounge chair, crossed those amazingly long, toned legs, took a long sip of her chardonnay, and grinned in a wide, devious smile.

"If you guys all insist and don't feel too weird about it," said Thomas. "OK. I'm sure I can remember a few of those moves. But I'll need a bachelorette for the show. Pam, would you be so kind to play the part?" Thomas grabbed a chair from the dining room and set in the middle of the room.

Pam tentatively looked over at John, who smiled and simply nodded his acceptance to the proposal. Then she took a sip of her wine, stood up, and practically sprinted over to that chair. She sat down facing Nira. In the meantime Thomas had drawn the curtains closed and was heading over to the stereo to put on some more appropriate music. A deep, funky groove came flowing from the speakers. Thomas looked right into Pam's eyes and started to swagger towards her. Pam focused on his chest, trying to avoid eye contact. It was hard to believe that she could still be acting shy at this moment after all the direction the evening had already taken, but she couldn't help it.

Thomas unbuttoned his shirt as he approached Pam. By the time he reached her, his white shirt was billowing wide open, exposing his muscular, clean shaven chest. He whipped his arms back and the fabric fell to the floor. Pam kept her focus on his chest. Only now his tones arm and rippled abdominals kept distracting her. Her breathing quickened as she watch him bend and sway, each move causing a different muscle to tense and pop. Thomas twisted, flexed, and bent right in front of Pam. Using those buff arms to push and pull his writhing torso to and fro. If Pam had felt flush before, now she was simmering; blood rushing to her loins; perspiration forming on her chest, dampening her cleavage. Thomas came even closer now. He smelled of fresh soap and sweat. With the deft of a magician, he removed the belt from his khakis and opened the clasps. Pam plainly saw how his manly bulge put a strain on that poor zipper. As the music groove deepened and slowed, Thomas put his hands behind his head and slowly slid his pelvis onto the Pam's lap. Pam instantly knew what Thomas was asking of her. She reached down and carefully undid that zipper with her shaky hands. As she did, Thomas giant cock came falling from it's prison, slapping onto her skirt with a thud. Pam gasped. She could feel the sheer weight of his member on her thigh as Thomas grooved up and down. Thomas stepped back and shimmied out of his pants effortlessly. Now he stood there, buck naked, and completely comfortable. He continued his slow, methodical groove around Pam. His giant member swung like a vine from his trunk. Those enormous balls moving independently of their partner, like a stubborn pendulum. He bent and caressed Nira's breasts as his dance carried him around his girlfriend. Then he came back to Pam. Now it was her turn to join in the fun.

As he approached again, Pam's urges began to take over her thoughts. She so wanted to reach out, take hold of that black snake and taste it's juice. She wanted to run her hands over that rippling body and around that firm ass. She wanted to feel the girth of his cock sliding against the walls of her cunt. Suddenly, Thomas grasped her arms and urged Pam to stand. She rose, standing so close to his skin that she could feel the heat coming from his body. Her hands hung right next to his low-hanging cock. She resisted her urges still. Thomas began to unbutton her blouse while continuing to move to the music. Pam looked at his strong hands as they carefully coaxed that blouse open.

She looked at John as if to gain his acceptance before continuing. John nodded slowly and took another long slow drink of his cocktail; he was going to enjoy this show too. With her blouse wide open now, Thomas placed his large hands on Pam's base sides, up to her arms, and then pushed her blouse off her shoulders to the floor. Next, he danced around behind her and unhooked her bra smoothly, removing it from her shoulders in one, swift movement. Her ample, perky breasts slung there brilliantly for all to see. Her deep brown areola proudly supported her fully erect nipples. Normally she would have instantly folder her arms to cover herself, but not tonight. She stood tall and turned to face Thomas. He reached his long, thick fingers into her skirt, rubbing gently against her pubic hair. He slowly pushed her skirt and panties down to the floor. Pam willingly shifted her hips to and fro to facilitate his mission. Pam now stood before Thomas as his head came back up from the floor. His strong hands grasped her bare hips and he pulled her body closed to his. She felt the bulk of his hanging cock against her abdomen. Her nipples rubbed against his chest. They swayed together to the funk as the deep base continued to vibrate the speakers. The rich, dark color of his skin perfectly contrasted against her pale silhouette. Finally, Pam broke down and placed her hands on against his skin, around his perfectly round cheeks. She grasped his muscular ass firmly and pulled him close, wanting to feel his heat inside of her body.

At that moment, Nira rose and sauntered towards John who was mesmerized by the show he was watching. He looked up to her as she approached and took a long, deep drink from his cocktail.

"Why don't we let them continue this dance in private," she said as she held out her hand. She stared seductively into John's eyes.

John glanced at Pam, who seemed to be thoroughly enjoying herself, and then stood to follow Nira into the other room, with a big bulge in his pants pushing against his zipper.

Once John and Nira disappeared into the other room, Pam seemed to relax a little bit. Although she was perspiring over her entire body. Her skin glistened from the thin coat of sweat. She couldn't help notice how moist and swollen her clit felt as she stood there next to this black adonis. She flung her head backwards, letting her hair dangle freely behind her, and exposing her long, thin neck to Thomas. Thomas leaned in, put his strong hands on small of her back, and pull her close to begin kissing her nape. She felt the blood race though her body. Her eyes closed, she vividly pictured the scene unfolding in Thomas' living room. Two lean, naked bodies wrapped around each other, one creamy and supple, the other dark and muscular. Pam began to caress his strong back and his round ass. She knew what she wanted now, but was a little tentative yet. She stepped back, her arms stretched to Thomas' ripped abs and pelvis, and took a good, long look at the figure before her. Just then a hint of fear crossed her mind. If his cock were that large as it hung there, beautifully limp, how big and thick would it be fully erect? Could she handle a monster like that? John's cock was fine, but she had never experienced anything like THAT before. She could almost feel the pain as she imagined her cunt being split wide open by that dark shaft. He could probably touch her intestines with his length! She shook off her her fear when Thomas spoke.

"Go ahead" was all he need to say. She knew instantly what he meant.

Pam dropped to her knees to come face to face with the beast. She gasped slightly as she took hold of his cock with both hands, still leaving plenty of shaft showing near the lightly colored head. It was so thick! It felt muscular. She could feel the blood pulsing through the thin, dark skin. This enormous member felt completely foreign to Pam, like a rare creature from an isolated jungle. She wrapped her delicate fingers around his cleanly shaven sack as it hung there low. His gigantic balls were actually heavy, not like the marbles John carried between his legs, more like warm limes. She squeezed slightly and felt Thomas tense up. She could feel the veins wrapping his testicles and could even tell that his left nut was larger than his right. Both amazing. She licked her lips, opened her mouth, and leaned as she lifted his cock to meet. She extended her tongue to taste the pre-cum dripping from Thomas and slid the giant head into her warm, moist mouth. She sighed at how his cock felt and tasted. Sweaty and slightly salty. Firm, yet flexible, with a glorious ridge at the back of his cock head. Veins pushing through the skin along that smooth shaft. She slowly moved to and fro, gently wrapping her tongue and lips around his cock. She continued to squeeze his balls with her right hand, while holding the middle of his cock with her left. She could not believe the length as she closely watched his dark skin slide in and out of her mouth. As she glanced up, she could see his chest and ab muscles flex as he began to breath heavier. She started to feel it grow. Her mouth felt a little more stretched now. Then she felt it begin to stiffen. Then she felt a gentle hand reach around her chin and the back of her neck. Thomas was beckoning her to stand.

As she stood, Thomas placed his hands on her bare and curvy hips. He reached behind her and pulled her close with his strong hands. His hands reached under her thighs and he effortlessly lifted her off the floor, her long legs straddled his hips. She could feel the head of his cock against her swollen cunt as he walked towards the sofa. Thomas gently laid her down and spread her knees wide. He knelt on the sofa, just below here body, and leaned down to kiss her breasts. Pam closed her eyes again and just enjoyed this moment. His strong hands caressed her hair, and down the sides of her gently curving torso. His warm tongue left cool spots as he moved around breasts and neck. She felt his kisses move lower and lower. Then she felt his wet lips around her swollen clit, his tongue licking every edge of her cunt. Once again she felt the surge of hot blood flush throughout her skin. She grew warn and began to sweat more now. Thomas reached around to Pam's ass and pulled her pelvis up off the couch, closer to his active mouth. Pam reached her hands up towards her hair and began to slightly writhe in pleasure. He continued for what seemed like hours as her pleasure slowly rose. The he lowered her back to the sofa and raised his head. She opened her eyes and hazily gazed at Thomas. He stood before, his giant cock partially erect, and grabbed her thighs to reposition her on the sofa. He gently turned Pam so that her cunt face the edge of the sofa, and raised her feet high and wide. He slowly approached her, looking her in the eye to verify her approval.

"Yes!", she wanted to scream, "I want to feel that cock inside of me. All of it!". Instead she simply laid her back, closed her eyes, and braced herself for being penetrated by gigantic beast.

Thomas lowered his body and grabbed his wet cock in his right hand. Even in the grasp of his huge hands, that cock looked big and thick. He stroked his cock slowly as if to prime it for it's task. Pam open her eyes again to witness Thomas in all his glory, nude, flexing, and erect right before her. She watched as his cock continued to grow. Unbelievable! Truly his cock was 10 times the size of John's in length and girth. Then Thomas stopped stroking and guided his robust head to Pam's cunt. He rubbed it around as if to knock on the door. Then he slowly pushed his meat into Pam. She tensed and gasped as she first felt his size push apart her lips. Then she moaned as he filled up every inch of her void. Thomas slowly pulled back, and then pushed on again, going a little deeper this time. Pam moaned again. Each time he stroked, she got a little looser, allowing him to go deeper and deeper. Still, there was more than enough cock to fill Pam. Thomas stroked in and out, slowly and strongly. Pam felt him throughout her entire body. Each penetration sent a tingle through her muscles. A warm sensation around her cunt. She could feel his huge balls banging against her ass. His cock slowly reaching towards full penetration. To this point, he had been going easy on Pam, not pushing his full length into her. Then he began to speed up. Faster he strode. Pam's breathing became heavy now and sweat dripped from her forehead. Her breasts swayed back and forth in tune to his pumping. He continued to slide that giant, wet, snake in and out of her body. Pam writhed in ecstasy as Thomas pumped. She felt closer and closer to orgasm. Then in a sudden rush, her body went limp and cunt opened up as that first wave of orgasm hit. Thomas kept going, the physical specimen he was. Again, the next wave of orgasm came as her whole body now tingled. They continued to come one right after another, as if in sync with Thomas' strokes.

Thomas slowly pulled his cock from her body and reached down to grasp Pam's hips. He gently turned her over, to finish her off doggy style. Pam was was slightly weary, but wanted more, with all her body. She never wanted this feeling to end. With her knees and elbows on the sofa, Thomas re-entered Pam from behind. Her long hair wet with sweat. Her cunt fully opened and warmed to his engorged cock. This new position hit all the right places inside Pam and she instantly felt the crescendo begin towards her third orgasm. With Pam fully moist and wide open now, Thomas began to reach full penetration. Twelve, thick inches reaching deep inside her body. Caressing the entire surface of her void with each stroke. No matter how hard John tried, he could never fill her up like this. Ever. Few could. As Thomas pushed faster and faster, Pam laid her head down on her hands and breathed heavy. Closer to orgasm again. Then again it came suddenly. She stunted her breath and moaned, a warm surge pushing her to exhaustion. Her muscles began to feel weary, but Thomas continued on. He could see the sweat beading up on her back as she reached the edge of yet another string of intense orgasms. They hit suddenly, and in multiples.

With her hair now soaked against her shoulders, Pam turned her body and reached back to grab Thomas by his member. She gripped it firmly and guided it into her mouth. She wanted to taste his essence now. She opened as wide as she could to guide that enormous head into her mouth. Then she began sucking and stroking as never before. She stroked with both hands and sucked his head faster and faster. She could hear his breathing begin to quicken. She took as much of that monster in without gagging, and licked around and around. As she moved his head in and out, she saw his muscles begin to tense. She waited for the load to come.

She felt his cock jerk back slightly, and then without warning, Thomas came. Flowing light a tidal wave. Warm, salty cum flowed into her mouth. Enough to fill a wine glass. As she pulled back to swallow his sweet fluid, he cam again, this time his dark cock squirted white cream all over her chest and shoulder. She sucked again, hoping for another shot. Thomas did not disappoint. Again and again his cock jerked and fluid flowed on her tongue. She felt his body ease and his muscles relax. The beast was done.
Thomas reached down around Pam's arms and pulled her up towards him. Again he pulled her close to him and kissed her neck. Her body fully exhausted, should couldn't help but continue to notice the size of his now limp cock as it lay against her abdomen. He possessed a member the size of a small baseball bat that could make her tingle from head to toe, and fill her like nothing has ever done before. Pam would never be the same. Nor would her relationship with Thomas. There was no way she could resist coming back for more as long as Thomas, John, and Nira were all willing.

And what happened to John and Nira? Where have they been all this time and what were they doing?

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