Aaaaahhhhhh, it must be soon. Eflo had always liked the hot sperm-lava in her belly, and she slaved harder to hasten the inevitable moment when she would get her reward for all this labor. Harder and harder she sucked, at the same time obscenely fucking just a tip of her finger into the lust-sensitized entrance of his hair-lined asshole. Again he lurched with the pleasure it created deep within his gut.
'Oh, God, Eflo, stick it in! Stick your finger in there, in my Goddamn asshole!'
But smiling, she mumbled around his hard-driving, lust-incited cock, 'Later, white man! You're almost to the peak now! We'll save the rest for later!'
Later! Visions of an all night tryst in this opulent prison with Eflo danced crazily before his eyes. He had never had an orgy with a woman before, not an all night fling! He wouldn't dare play with Prudence all night! That wasn't sex! It was decadence! Something you did only when you couldn't help it, when you were a prisoner, like this! Prudence had tried to prolong it once, he recalled, but it was a woman like Eflo with whom a man spent an entire night!
'Oooooohhhhh, God Almighty!' Douglas gasped into the large room. 'Aaaaahhhhhrrrrrggggg!' His overtaxed balls released an agonizing torrent of white-hot sperm, streaming up into Eflo's voluntarily working mouth as he sucked it down, down, down into her willing throat. The ambassador groaned and moaned, letting his sandy- haired head thrash violently from side to side as the gorgeous black mistress of the Head of State gulped frantically at his wildly pumping, fucking rod!
'Don't stop! Ooooohhh, don't ever stooooooopppppp!' he pleaded, tangling his white fingers tighter in her black hair and ramming his convulsively fucking cock deeper and deeper down her velvety throat. He had never felt anything like it before in his life. The idea of this sensuously beautiful black woman, a stranger until only minutes ago, now naked and hunched up between his legs and giving him the most incredible cum ever… intensified the experience unbelievably.
'Oh, Eeeeefloooooooo!' he groaned, his ass beating against the silky feeling sheets as his viscous offering spilled into her open mouth, gushing, spurting in a torrent of pent-up frustration that he would never be able to lock in again.
With unexpected strength, Eflo pressed his legs and thighs down hard to the bed, holding them with her bent forearms as her hands worked the last droplets of sperm up out of his shuddering prick. Douglas felt himself a prisoner in her strange embrace, his cock an ecstatic victim as she wrenched his contracting waves of orgasmic relief out from his very soul.
'Aaaaaarrrrrggggghhhhh!' he groaned again.
He thought that it was surely over now, and still she kept on sucking him, wringing out of him heretofore unknown depths of pleasure as if there were no end to them. Captive to her mouth and hands as much as to Happy and his men, Douglas bucked up against her, exhausted yet exhilarated, until he had to scream out: 'Christ! Eflo! God Almighty, stop! No more! No morrreee!' Yet she went on! She knew there was more, and she wanted to savor every bit of the hot streaming fluid which lubricated her throat like acrid honey, surging down her throat like a molten stream of fire-water from the thundering heavens. She pressed her black arms down on him like a vise, loving her feeling of power over this handsome, important man for whom she was performing the ultimate service.
She smelled the masculine scent of his naked white flesh, and her own desire mounted with each thrust and jolt of his body, giving itself up to her. Her thirstily gasping cunt seeped with warm liquid moisture, her clitoris ached for attention and relief. And as she coaxed the last drop of liquid from his softening cock, she pulled her cum-smeared dark lips reluctantly from their snowy prey and rocked back on her heels, watching the ambassador's slow recovery.
Twitching before her, the last spasms subsided as he stretched out his long pale legs the full length of the bed and slowly opened his gray eyes to look at her.
'God Almighty!' he whispered finally. 'What in the world did you do to me? Who taught you a thing like that? Is it… is it common…' He stopped. He would look into such things when he reached his post, if he ever did. To her he looked pale and spent but relaxed. Eflo felt a maternal surge of affection for him, this poor white stranger, and lay close to him, wiping his sweating brow with her hands.
Running her black hands over his perspiring white chest, she lied, 'You inspired me to this, and as soon as you are ready, I will inspire you!'
Then she hopped off the bed and trotted, stark naked, to the table, where a pale of ice was melting. Adeptly she took the wine bottle from its chilly nest, uncorked it with expertise, and poured two glasses of burgundy for them. She brought them to the side of the bed.
'This will set you afire again,' she promised, staring at his flaccid white cock that seconds ago had filled her entire throat so she had thought she would suffocate. He could not help laughing.
'I can't do anything more,' he told her, wondering why he didn't feel embarrassed or inadequate about it.
'Oh, of course you can!' she promised. 'Just drink this and then I shall teach you all kinds of tricks!'
He was curious. 'Like what?' he asked, balancing his glass on her knee. He was beginning to feel inspired, not with lust, but with the desire to make her feel as good as she had made him feel. He guessed she might want him to eat her out. Strangely, he couldn't wait to taste her dark cunt, bringing it to the point of orgasm and then fucking his lust-swollen cock deep into her spasming, devouring cunt to bring them both off… Well, maybe he was being inspired with lust, after all!
The beautiful black woman just looked at him hard as she swallowed the last of her burgundy. She was feeling slightly flushed, her normally black skin a little blacker yet with a tinge of pink that would go unnoticed by the white man. But even he could see the spark in her brown eyes that made her even more beautiful to the now lust-intoxicated Ambassador Harper!
'I want you to fuck me up the ass,' she whispered, repressing a smile.
'Whaaaaat?' The young man from England was righteously shocked. 'I don't believe you! You're joking!' he exclaimed.
'No, it would be just great if you want to. I would like you to.'
Again Douglas struggled between his desires and his upbringing like a referee caught between two stubborn prize fighters in the ring. 'Well, hell, I…' God, he really wanted to! 'I… uh… I'd like to try… I guess.'
'Finish your drink,' the seductress told him in a low voice.
Douglas finished the burgundy almost immediately, and she reached for his glass, taking it with hers back to the little table where he was supposed to have eaten dinner.
The only reason Eflo had suggested that he fuck her in the ass was she guessed he had never done it to anyone before. God, it had been a long time for her. She could hardly recall when she had felt that peculiar pleasure last! She could hardly recall the pleasure!
As she turned her back on him to place the glasses on the table, Douglas noticed for the first time that her back was as beautiful as her front. She was long waisted, her black hips flaring out gracefully from her tiny waist like the petals of a black tulip, and over her curving, ebony-black asscheeks puckered two identical, mysterious little dimples. Douglas could see, too, the even darker, enticingly beckoning slit of her ass and the black pussy hairs peeking out from between her smooth legs.
Yes, she was marvelously dark and softly mysterious down there, and he longed to touch the unknown, to feel this black woman's flesh and explore her hidden mysteries, expecting to find them the same and yet different from those of a white woman. He didn't know what he expected, except that he knew she was different from Prudence. Certainly she was different from his tiny wife! For one thing, she knew something! But what did he expect, he realized guiltily! Well, he owed it to Prudence to get it all out of his system, to learn more himself about really fucking a woman, a woman who could teach him things! He had thought he had been around before getting married. He looked over at his new partner again. He guessed he hadn't really gotten around at all!
Douglas reached his hand out to the beautiful black woman with new feelings in his heart. 'You really are a great teacher,' he told her. 'You're the best!'
She turned and smiled at him. She enjoyed the new warmth in his feelings. 'Thank you,' she said, drawing closer to him.
He touched her on her beautiful black swan's neck. He fished in his mind for pictures he had seen, descriptions he had read in sex books. 'How do you want me to do this, on your back or from behind?'
Eflo stared at him. She had not thought he would even know there were two positions. She didn't think he would know even one! 'The only way I have ever done it is from behind. Perhaps we could try it the other way.
