'Well, it's about time then!' She eased out from underneath him and guided him gently back on the pillow. Then she propped a second pillow under his head. 'Maybe you'd like to watch,' she suggested. 'Especially the first time,' she added with an uncontrollable touch of malicious humor. He had to be over twenty five and never had a blow job! England must be a very strange country. And to think they sought to teach others how to live!
Douglas felt a tide of foolishness wash over him, but the lewd excitement of an unknown experience kept his docile and he felt his cock grow heavier in anticipation of the woman's obscene intentions. His only venture into such uses of the mouth had been an attempt once to kiss Prudence between the legs. God, he couldn't imagine what had gotten into him! She had stopped him, of course! This woman was not the first who had tried it with him, either. Always he had refused, even while feeling the lascivious desire to let it happen. Now… now he was a prisoner! Now he had every right to cooperate in everything! Still, he ought to show some resistance!
'Do you want me to suck it?' she suddenly asked.
His mouth hung open with indecision. Then he closed his eyes, as he tried to say 'yes' while trying to say 'no' at the same time. It was a terrible quandary, and he could smell her intoxicatingly heady perfume, too. He felt the silkiness of the bedding under him and let himself drift down into the dark, recessed desires within himself.
'Y… yes. All right,' he whispered at last.
Eflo knew what she would do for him. She would work him up slowly. She lay down at his side and closed his eyes again with her fingers, stroking the contours of his tense, handsome white face until the firm lines melted. Then she kissed him sensually on the mouth, running her black fingers through his thick sandy brown hair and kissing him hard until he opened for her just as she had for him. All thoughts of Prudence or of being married or of being taken hostage by some unknown, unrecognized black junta disappeared from the young ambassador's mind, and he focused completely on the expert ministrations of Captain Happy's mistress, letting her toy with his earlobes as she blew softly inside and licked and kissed so gently his pale eyes and his pinkish cheeks and his white neck.
'Oooohhhh, it feels so good, Eflo,' he encouraged her, mummuringly. 'It feels really great.' He reached out to touch her ebony black tits which swayed voluptuously above him, grazing against his sparsely haired chest, her nipples spiky and dark and hard with desire. He cupped the full dark mounds in his palms, crushing his fingers into them so that it almost hurt her. His action was unplanned, natural and unavoidable as she built up the lust in him that had been hovering in his subconscious for some time now. He felt the black woman's fingers inch down across his stomach, caressing with her palms the soft, tautly drawn flesh of his lower abdomen. His skin jumped under her touch and his white cock loomed in stiffer erection. As his hands clutched reflexively tighter on her tender tits, she cautioned him: 'Please, not so hard!' with a gentle laugh. Slipping down out of his reach, she positioned herself on her knees between his legs.
Douglas gasped as he felt her spread his legs, and he raised on the pillow to watch her lower her head to his heavily upthrust swollen cock. Her jet black hair fell over the inner line of his thighs. It was just long enough to tickle and send shivers up and down his nakedly exposed body, shivers that only intensified as she tauntingly stroked the loose foreskin of his massive, rigid cock back and forth over the blunt, blood-engorged head.
Eflo teased the soft, sandy-haired sac of his white testicles with her other hand much as a kitten plays gently and tentatively with its first ball of yam. She was accustomed to Happy's big black balls, and it was almost as though she didn't know just how these white ones would react.
'Yesssss, it feeeeeeelssss gooooooodddd!' The white man lay back on the pillow, spreading his legs wide to allow the woman greater access to his cum-swollen balls and guided her head with his hands to the throbbing hot rod of his prick. 'Suck it now, Eflo,' he pleaded lewdly. 'Suck it for me now!'
Eflo looked up at him, watching the lust mounting in his features. 'Tell me what you want me to do, white man! Just tell me exactly what you want me to do!'
Ambassador Douglas Harper groaned, the constant pumping action of her fingers over his sensitive cock-shaft and the tickling motion of her nails around his inflated balls driving him wild. 'I said I want you to suck me, dammit! I want you to suck me real good!'
'How, Douglas? How do you want little Eflo to suck you?'
And the ambassador got the point that this was part of the game. 'With your lips, baby. With your beautiful… bl… your gorgeous lips, deep in your mouth. Suck me dry with your mouth!'
'All right, you asked for it, white man!' she mewed, and she lowered her head to the massive white cock looming like an exploding devil-stick out from his loins. Ovaling her mouth wide to fit his raging circumference, she then sucked it neatly up into her hungering mouth, clamping her wet warm lips over it and sliding it as far back as it would go into her silky throat.
'Grrrrruuuuuggggghhhhh,' Douglas groaned. 'Oh, God, Efloooooooooo!'
The lewd, granite-rigid thing filled the kneeling black woman's whole mouth until she thought she might choke, so she tilted her head back, pressing the tender ridge of rippled flesh along the underside of his blood-swollen shaft. And then she lowered her head once again, letting her long pink tongue lap around the bulbous warmth, wetting the way for her tightly circling lips.
'Does it feel good, Mr. Ambassador?' she asked with a touch of good-natured sarcasm, pulling away for a moment. 'Is Eflo making you feel good?'
'Just wonderful, baby! But keep it up! Don't stop!' He urged her head back down over his straining prick, tangling his fingers in her black hair and obscenely rocking his hips off the sheets of the big bed. He raised up from the pillows once again to watch, marveling at the sight of his own desire-reddened cock disappearing with each hard loin-fuck up into her darkly ovaled mouth until only a little bit remained visible, lewd and veiny purple, but still relatively light against her black skin.
Occasionally Eflo gagged on the urgent thrusts of Douglas' fucking instrument, but she found that she loved having it a thick hot prisoner in her mouth just the same. It made her feel strong but also pampered her maternal instincts. She knew she was giving this young man something he wanted and needed but, for some reason, had not been allowed to give himself. As long as he lived, Eflo thought with a silent sigh, she would never understand the white man's silly self-denials!
'Suck it, Eflo baby!' he called out, almost shouting in the heat of lust. 'Suck it harder, baby!'
Obediently and willingly, Eflo sucked down on the huge white invader, holding the rock-hard base of it clamped hard between her palms and edging her knees up against Douglas' thrusting ass. Then slowly with her fingernail, she teased at the tiny opening around his asshole, relishing the young man's lurching response and throaty groan of approval.
Tossing his sandy-haired head back hard into the pillows, Douglas arched his chest out as Eflo's wet tongue vibrated wildly at the tiny slit in the tip of his lust-engorged cock-head, then licked maddeningly at the nerve- tingling spot just below the crown. His lust-driven cock throbbed and jerked with a life of its own inside the dark warm cavern of her velvet mouth bobbing up and down over it, as she struggled to regain the rhythm that his hips were instructing. Her dark tits swayed forward between his thighs, riding in against them as her head fell the distance down between his legs, then brushing away again as she rose for air.
'Harder! Oh, Eflo… hardeeeeerrrrr!' he cried out, cruelly clasping his hands around her head and pulling her face down fast against his striving loins, forcing his cock the wet oral distance until he could feel the head crush against the back of her throat.
She slaved away to please the pale young man just as Happy had bid her, slaved at his pale, lust-swollen prick as her own dark body glistened nakedly from the tiny drops of sensual perspiration. She was getting hot and wanted Douglas to take care of her aching pussy soon.
'Cum for Eflo,' she began to purr throatily. 'Cum for Eflo, baby! Cuuuuummmm!'
Glancing up at her younger partner, Eflo saw that he, too, had broken out in a sear, his forehead glistening and his teeth clenched. She didn't care for the white teeth against the pale coloring of the lips and skin, she thought, thinking of Happy's solid, strong-looking ivory grin, framed so beautifully in his black face!
Frantically she pumped away at his lewdly upstanding rod of blood-filled flesh as she felt his lustful torture working to a head. Instinctively she knew that it would not be long now before he would unleash his rampant load of thick hot sperm up into her captive mouth, and she would taste the acrid viscous liquid on her sensitive tongue. She wanted it, wanted to taste his burning cum, wanted to gulp it down until there was no more left in his strange white balls! It would ad be down there, lining the insides of her thirsty belly. It would be a real treat for him, she knew, because she doubted that the white women ever did such things for their men! Certainly this little Prudence creature never would! Happy would soon tire of that one!
