Balling the Bellhop

Angela was seriously pissed off.  Her jerk of a husband had promised
that they would have a weekend away together, but of course he had
gotten called in to work.  He had promised to join her at the hotel
later, but she was pissed off anyway.  She followed the bellhop into
the elevator, watching the twitch of his tight young ass.  He was a
broad-shouldered black man with a shaved head.  It would serve Joel
right if Angela fucked the bellhop, she thought to herself.

The young man led Angela into the elegant hotel suite.  She glanced at
his nametag, which read “Eddie”, and watched his biceps bulge as he
lifted her luggage.  Angela toyed with the buttons on her blouse as she
watched him, wondering what those big dark hands would feel like on her
skin.  Eddie finished clearing off the bell cart and then stood for a
moment.

“I suppose you’re expecting a tip,” Angela said, stepping towards
Eddie.  He was so tall that her head barely reached his broad chest. 
She undid the buttons that she had been toying with, baring her
cleavage, pouting out from her white lace bra.  She knew her broad pink
nipples would be clearly visible under the thin lace.  “I don’t have
any small bills, so how about I just fuck you instead?”

Eddie blinked, his brown eyes wide with surprise.  Angela felt her
pussy growing damp.  She had never done anything so dangerous and wild
before, and here she was, propositioning this big black buck right here
in the hotel room that her husband’s credit card was paying for.  “I,
uh,” Eddie stammered.

Angela smiled, enjoying the role of the older, kinky woman, and
reached for his hands, placing them firmly on her tits.  His hands felt
rough through the lace of her bra, and as if by instinct, his thumbs
immediately started circling around her nipples, making them stand out.
Her hand slid down his stomach and grasped his cock.  He was hard as
steel, his cock throbbing against her palm as he gave a quiet moan.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Angela smiled.  She kissed him
passionately, running her hands over his smooth scalp, and then dropped
to her knees, rapidly undoing his belt and pulling down his pants to
free his cock.  It was long and thick, looking like a big tree branch,
covered with dark skin and pulsing veins.  She gave the head a
tentative lick, and then stroked her tongue around the underside, all
the way down to his low-hanging balls.

As she held his dick in one hand and licked his sweaty balls, Angela
slid her hand under her skirt and began to finger herself.  She
couldn’t remember the last time she had gotten this wet with Joel.  Her
cunt was practically dripping.  Eddie’s hands rested lightly on her
shoulders as she moved back up and sucked his long black schlong into
her mouth.  She looked up into his eyes as she sucked him off, enjoying
her newfound sluttiness.  Joel would have been shocked to see her on
her knees with her hand down her panties and a young black man’s dick
buried firmly in her mouth.

“I’m ready to fuck you,” Eddie gasped, his balls giving telltale
twitches, letting her know that he might come if she wasn’t careful. 
And she definitely wanted his cock inside her.

Without even bothering to take off her clothes, Angela stripped off
her panties and lay back on the bed, her legs spread wide.  She felt
wanton and adventurous and very, very wet.  Eddie climbed on top of her
and thrust his mighty prick inside her with one smooth stroke.  They
both groaned as they began fucking.

Eddie held himself up with one hand while his other worked on Angela’s
clit, rubbing it with his broad fingers as his swollen prick slid in
and out of her well-lubricated pussy.  Angela came hard, feeling his
balls slapping lightly against her ass, her juices spreading over his
thighs as they fucked more and more enthusiastically.

Despite his age, Eddie was able to control himself until Angela had a
few more back-scratchingly good orgasms.  With a final strong thust, he
buried himself inside her cunt, spurting rope after rope of thick cum
into  Angela’s cunt.  When he withdrew his rod, Angela sucked it clean,
tasting the mixture of their juices on the gleaming dark skin.

When Joel finally arrived late that night, he apologized profusely. 
Angela smiled.  She didn’t mind so much anymore.