Chapter 1

Deana sat looking at her computer screen, her mind drifting back several months to the first night she worked as a well-paid whore. She was well seasoned now with a lot of experience about men. Her current fetish was black men. Their big cocks made her tremble with lusty desires.

They all came to her for one thing; her hot, shaved, white pussy. Once the word got around that she was married, Deana became very popular with the older men.

She looked over at the sofa where her friend Lucy was sleeping. Together they have worked as personal escorts, if you know what I mean. Why not, they had to pay their bills. Deana personally had more than a hundred thousand dollars in her private account.

If her husband John ever found out, there would be hell to pay. Deana loved him dearly, but had to find a way in the future where she could tell him about the money. Maybe she could tell him that an Aunt left her the cash. After all, he'd want to know everything. It was just the way he was

However, Deana had a friend that only cared about her, and not the money. He was as kinky as her. She remembered their last encounter, and crossed her legs when feeling the warmth coming from her pussy. They must have fucked for hours. She'd been seeing him regularly. His name was Phred.

He was six foot-seven and built like a brick house. Deana practically treated him like her own sex slave. There wasn't a day that went by when Phred didn't call her. She started seeing him outside the service until she quit working as an escort. Deana had become Phred's personal girlfriend.

She'd like to say she wasn't romantically involved with this man but she was. Deana couldn't explain it but there was something that attracted her to him, maybe it was his long cock, or the way he treated her.

Oh fuck, Deana never saw such a huge cock on a human being before when she saw Phred for the first time. She remembered the first night with him and how he was so gentle with her. It wasn't in her plans, but she fell for him, hook, line and sinker!

Phred talked Deana into quitting her job with the escort agency saying he could care for her, and when they fucked, he would pay her twice as much as the others would. He even talked her into bringing his girlfriend Lucy along. He loved threesomes. It was something Deana never did until that night she shared Phred with her. Oh God, it was awesome, and her clit quivered as she recalled the hot action in her mind.

Deana glanced down at her watch. They'd be landing in Nashville in about thirty minutes. She had a smirk on her face thinking about her husband, He was flying in later on that night. The next four days would be spent having sexy fun with conventioneers at the Hyatt Regency. Unbeknownst to John, Phred was already at the hotel and Deana planned to have fun with both men at the same time.

Deana quivered from head to toe, remembering the quick fuck before she had to catch her plane. Since Phred was already there, within a couple of hours she would be pinned under his naked body, with his big, black cock filling her pussy. She had a smirk on her face as she remembered her cell phone ringing once while Phred's muscular thighs banged into her upturned ass.

She remembered how she struggled to reach the phone as Phred swayed his hips, stretching her pussy. When she was finally able to reach it, she had to work hard to flip it open as Phred banged her.

It was John calling to tell her he loved her. She recalled how Phred tormented her by nibbling on her other ear as she replied to her husband. He had arched his hips in a way to make his cock slide along her clit. Her body shook trying not to cum as she spoke with her husband.

Deana recalled telling John how much she loved him as Phred's cock spewed its thick, white potent seed deep inside her wanting cunt. She remembered feeling how hot it felt as she kissed the phone, and closed the flap ending the call. The cell phone fell down to the carpeted floor below as she encircled her arms around Phred's massive black shoulders.

"Fuck me, you big black stud."

Phred began hammering hard into her pussy again, making her cum before sending another hot load of potent African seed deep inside her fertile womb. After a few minutes, he rolled over, pulled Deana into his arms, and gave her one of his serious, grumpy looks.

"When you going to learn not to answer that damn cell-phone when we're fucking?"

"Damn it ... Phred! That was my husband calling to tell me he loved me!"

"Okay, I get it, but, I think he is a selfish bastard!"

"Why?"

"Because he doesn't know how good his wife is, in and out of bed. If you were my wife, I would treat you like a queen. I would also have Lucy be your own sex slave. I can tell by your look, it turns you on!"

"Fuck yeah it does! I wish she was here right now, she would be cleaning my hot cunt."

Phred got off the bed, grabbed her purse off the dresser, opened it and took out her birth control pills. He shook the little packet at her face saying, "We'll see how much you love him now, baby!"

"Give them to me!"

Deana struggled with him for several minutes trying to wrestle them away. However, he quickly punched them out then went into the bathroom and flushed them down the toilet.

"Damn you Phred! Why did you do that? You know I don't have time to refill those before tomorrow."

Phred smirked, winked, and wiggled his finger at her. "Come here baby-cakes!"

"Fuck you!"

"Aww now don't be that way doll, come here."

"Why? Are you going to buy me another packet?"

Phred reached out and pulled her into his arms. He pressed his wide black lips to hers and gave her a wet open mouth kiss. He then dropped the packet into the waste basket as he took and kissed her again, slithering his tongue deep inside her mouth. She eagerly accepted it.

Phred broke the kiss to look her in the eyes. "My sweet white baby, aren't you glad I came to Nashville?"