Chapter 3: Chanelle

When Kurt got home late Friday afternoon he was surprised to find that his dad and stepmom had already left. He found a note from Latoya on his computer desk in his room, and he smiled when he read it.

‘Have fun tonight, and try not to let Chanell break you!” the note said, Kurt chuckling as he read it.

“She can’t be that bad, can she?” he said aloud as he put the note down on his desk. He stripped out of his clothes and headed for the bathroom to take a shower before Chanelle got there. An hour later he was sitting in the chair in the living room wearing a pair of shorts, a t-shirt and his Vans shoes when the doorbell rang.

“That must be her,” he said as he got up out of the chair and walked across the room to the front door. To say he was surprised when he opened the door would be an understatement.

Standing at the door was the tallest woman he’d ever seen. Chanelle was at least six feet tall, standing a full two inches taller than he was. Her skin was a dark shade of brown, darker than any of the other members of The Sisterhood, which made her short dyed blonde hair seem all that much more blond. She was also the most muscular woman he’d ever seen, the thought that Latoya wasn’t kidding when she had said that Chanelle was ripped all over. From what he could see there wasn’t an ounce of fat anywhere on her body, and the two-piece light blue Spandex outfit she was wearing showed off a fantastic set of six-pack abs. It also showed off her big tits, the full, rounded mounds sitting high on her chest and bulging out of the scooped neck of the top.

“Damn, you’re just as hot as everyone said you were!” Chanelle said, a big grin on her face. She had a very pretty face, her lips full and soft, her teeth white and sparkling.

“You must be Chanelle,” Kurt said, trying to recover.

“And you’re Kurt,” she said, putting a hand on his chest and pushing him backwards as she walked into the house, her aggressiveness showing. “Hello, Kurt!” she said, closing the door behind her while looking down at him like the cat who was about to eat the canary.

Without another word Chanelle put her arms around him and pulled him to her in a close, tight embrace as she lowered her mouth down to his and pressed her soft, full lips against his, kissing him deeply. Kurt put his arms around her as she slid her tongue into his mouth, feeling her big, firm breasts pressing against him and his cock beginning to respond inside his shorts. Chanelle kissed him long and hard, pushing her tongue deep into his mouth as she tightened her embrace around him, and Kurt knew he was in for a long, exhausting, but exciting couple of hours. When Chanelle finally broke off the kiss she left him a little breathless, smiling down at him as she spoke.

“I feel you getting hard, honey,” she said in a low, husky voice as she slid her hand down his body and around to his crotch, grabbing his cock in her hand and squeezing firmly. “Let me help you with that!” she said, squeezing his cock harder.

“Mmmmm, nice!” she said, gripping the tube of his hardening cock in her hand through his shorts as she felt it growing in her hand. Then, without warning, she squatted down in front of him and deftly pulled down the zipper of his shorts, reaching inside as she looked up at him and spoke.

“Now let’s see what you’re hiding in these shorts!” she said, grabbing his cock and pulling it out. Her eyes lit up and she smiled when she got her first look at his cock, her hand wrapped firmly around the shaft.

“Ooooooh, nice!” she said, smiling up at him as she pumped his cock slowly in her hand. She looked down at the bulbous head of his cock right in front of her face, her smile getting bigger when a big drop of clear precum appeared at the slit. Without hesitation she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, licking the drop of precum from the tip of his cock and then closed her lips around the tip, sucking hard as she pumped his still growing shaft in her hand. Kurt could feel the precum being sucked out of him, his cock getting harder, longer, and thicker by the moment. Chanelle sucked on the tip of his cock for a few moments and then slipped her lips down over the head, clamping them tight around the shaft just behind the flared ridge. She sucked hard on the head of his cock, pumping his shaft with both hands now, pumping and sucking the precum out of him.

“Holy shit, that’s intense!” Kurt said, watching her as she sucked on the head of his cock. She was sucking harder than any of the rest of The Sisterhood, way harder, and he knew that if she kept this up he’d be cumming in her mouth in no time. She slipped her mouth from the head of his cock, releasing it from her sucking mouth with a loud ‘pop,’ then looked up at him and smiled.

“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet, honey!” Chanelle said, grinning up at him as she pumped his cock with her hand. “Just wait until I really get going!” Then she dropped her mouth back down onto his cock, this time swallowing his entire length down her throat in one long, fluid motion. She held his cock in her mouth and down her throat for a few moments, her nose pressed against his abdomen, then started sliding her mouth up and down on the now fully erect shaft, deepthroating him over and over again. She sucked him hard and fast, grabbing his hips for support as she slid her wet mouth up and down on his cock over and over again, pulling his hips toward her face to force his cock into her mouth as she dove down on it.

‘Wow, she wasn’t kidding!’ Kurt thought to himself as Chanelle sucked his cock harder and with more intensity that he’d ever experienced before. It was all he could do to keep his balance as she yanked his hips back and forth, pushing his cock into her mouth as she slid her mouth down onto it. After a minute or two of this delicious torture she released his hips from her grasp and slid her mouth from his cock, again with a loud ‘pop,’ standing up in front of him with a big grin on her face. Kurt could see that her nipples were rock hard, poking out against the Spandex top she was wearing.

“Now that I’m all warmed up, what say we get serious?” she said, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, still grinning. Then, without warning, she picked Kurt up and held him in her arms, carrying him with ease as she walked down the hallway to his bedroom. Once there she turned and went into his room, then carried him over to the bed and dropped him onto the mattress. Without hesitation she bent over and quickly unfastened his shorts, then stripped them from his body and dropped them on the floor. Then she straightened up and looked down at him, grinning as she spoke, her hands on her hips.

“Either you can take the shirt off or I can take it off for you, but I can’t promise you’ll be able to wear it again if I do it,” she said.

“I’ll do it; I like this shirt!” he said. As he pulled the shirt up and over his head Chanelle began stripping out of her own clothes, pulling the top up over her big, firm breasts and then over her head, dropping it on the floor as well. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and as she slid her tight Spandex shorts down over her hips he got his first look at her big tits.

They were big, round, and full, standing out proudly from her chest with almost no sag. They were capped with two small, perfect areola that were a little darker than her already dark skin, with a pert, erect nipple in the center of each. When she had stripped out of her shorts Kurt was surprised to see that she had trimmed her thick pubic bush into a ‘landing strip,’ and that she had dyed her pubic hair to match her head. He found the sight of that blonde strip of hair on her mound standing out against the contrast of her dark skin both beautiful and arousing at the same time, and he felt his cock throbbing in response to what he was looking at. Chanelle put her hands on her hips and looked down at him, her feet spread apart, her big tits standing out proudly from her chest, a big smile on her face.

“So what do you think, honey? You like what you see?” she asked, balling her hands into fists and pushing her shoulders forward, flexing her muscles in her torso as he’d seen done in bodybuilding contests before.

“Oh, yeah,” Kurt said, letting his eyes travel up and down her fit, muscled body as he sat on his bed. Chanelle’s body was a work of art, the muscles toned and ripped to perfection, having just enough mass to them without making her look like a man with tits. Her abs were flat and firm, very well defined, her thigh muscles also well-defined. She turned around and let him see her ass, flexing it as she did, and Kurt wondered just what it would feel like to have his dick between those rounded globes of muscle as she flexed them.

‘Maybe later!’ he thought to himself, grinning. Chanelle turned around to face him again, a big smile on her face as she spoke.

“That’s good; that’s very good,” she said, getting onto the bed and walking over to him on her hands and knees, forcing him to lay back as she straddled his hips with her knees and put her hands on the bed on either side of his shoulders, her face close to his as she continued.

“Because for the next couple of hours, you belong to me!” she said, her voice low and husky, one side of her mouth turned up in a smile. “And believe me when I tell you, honey, that I’m going to wear you and that hard, white dick of yours right the fuck out!”

With that Chanelle dropped down onto him, pinning him to the bed as she slipped her arms around him and pulled him close, pressing her mound against his hard cock and her big, firm tits against his chest as she kissed him. She pressed her full, soft lips against his and parted his lips with her tongue, pushing it into his mouth as she held him tightly in her arms. She pushed her mound up against him harder, rubbing it up against the underside of his cock as she sucked his tongue into her mouth, moaning as she did. Kurt put his arms around her and held on as the kiss deepened, Chanelle pressing her mound up against him harder and more insistently as the kiss went on.

When she finally broke off the kiss she left Kurt breathless, his cock harder than ever. Before he had a chance to move or do anything Chanelle lifted herself up and sat up, straddling him as she sat on his cock lengthwise. She began rubbing her pussy against the underside of his cock, and he could feel her smooth-shaven outer lips part to let her soft, wet inner lips slide up and down on the soft skin of the underside of his cock.

“The others tell me that you’re really good at eating pussy, and I’ll give you a chance to show me later,” she said, smiling down at him as she slid her pussy up and down on the underside of his cock, “but right now I want to feel this big, hard dick of yours inside my pussy!” she said, still smiling as she reached down and grabbed his throbbing cock, lifting it up and pointing it at her pussy. She rubbed the head up and down between her pussy lips a few times to get the head slippery with her juices, then pushed it back against her opening and sat down.

“AAHHHHHHH!” she moaned as her tight, wet pussy slid down over the bulbous head of his cock, stretching her out as her pussy swallowed it up. “Oh, my GOD, that feels so good!” she said as she pushed down, sliding her pussy down onto his turgid cock, taking half of it before she lifted up a little and pushed down again, moaning again as more of his cock slid inside her.

Kurt watched as his cock disappeared into Chanelle’s pussy, the tight, pink tunnel gripping his shaft firmly as she took more and more inside her. She pushed down hard, driving her tight pussy down onto his hard cock, wasting no time in getting it all inside her. When she had it all she pushed down firmly, sitting on his hips and grinding her pussy down and around on his hard shaft, looking down at him and smiling, giving him a good view of her six-pack abs.

“MMMMMMMM, your dick feels so good inside my pussy!” she said, the lust in her eyes plain to see. “I can’t wait to feel it pumping me full of your cum!” she said as she leaned forward, putting her hands on the bed on either side of him, her big, firm tits hanging down. She began to move immediately, riding his cock hard, sliding her pussy up and down on his shaft in long, deep strokes. Kurt reached up and grabbed her big, firm tits in his hands, squeezing them as she rode his cock.

“Yeah, honey, that’s it, squeeze my tits!” she said, smiling down at him as she slid her pussy up and down on his shaft hard and fast, the bed bouncing beneath them. “Squeeze them hard while I ride this hard dick!” she said, a little breathlessly as she moved on top of him.

Kurt did as she asked and squeezed her tits harder, with Chanelle’s response being to moan and ride his cock harder and faster, her hips slapping down onto his as she rode him. She rode him hard and fast for a few minutes, at one point closing her eyes and letting her mouth fall open a little while she rode his hard cock. Then she opened her eyes and looked down at him, a smile on her face as she spoke.

“I’m gonna cum all over your dick!” she said, and before Kurt could respond she did just that. She threw her head back and groaned loudly as her orgasm hit, slamming her hips down onto him as the powerful orgasm shook her body. Kurt held on to her tits, squeezing them hard and pulling on the nipples, making her jump and moan again when he did. Her orgasm didn’t last long, and when it was over it left her gasping for breath.

“God DAMN, that was good!” she gasped, looking down at him and grinning as she rode him just as hard and just as fast as she had before she came. If anything she was riding him harder, spurred on by the intense orgasm she’d just had.

“You’ve got a great dick, Kurt!” she said, grinning down at him as she continued riding him.

“Thanks,” he replied, not knowing what else to say.

“Time for a change!” Chanelle said, sitting up and pulling her tits out of his hands as she did. She quickly spun around on top of him to face his feet, keeping his cock trapped inside her as she did. She leaned forward and braced herself with her hands on his thighs as she began riding his cock again, lifting her hips up and dropping them down onto him harder than she had been before she turned around.

“Oh, yeah, that’s it, that’s it! Just like that, just like that!” Chanelle moaned as she rode his cock, holding her head up and closing her eyes as she fucked Kurt hard and fast. The room was filled with the sounds of her ass slapping against his hips as she rode him, the air heavy with the scent of her musk. Kurt lifted his head and watched as Chanelle’s black ass rose and fell on his white cock, the rounded globes of her ass rippling each time she dropped her hips down onto him. It wasn’t long before she was cumming again, moaning even louder this time.

“OHHHHHHHHH, SHIIIIIIIIIIIT!” she cried out as a second powerful orgasm went ripping through her, making her body shake as she rode him. She was dropping her ass down onto him so hard that he was afraid he’d bounce out from under her, gripping the sheets in his fists to hang on. When her orgasm ended it left her panting for breath as she sat upright on his cock, impaling herself on it as she sat still to catch her breath.

“Oh, my GOD, that was good!” she gasped, turning around to look at him over her shoulder. She stayed still for a moment longer, catching her breath, and when she finally moved again she took him by surprise when she spun around on top of him, again keeping his cock inside her, then leaned over and lay on top of him. She quickly slid her arms under him and rolled over, pulling him over on top of her while keeping his cock inside her. She clamped her strong, muscled legs around his waist, crossing them at the ankles to lock them in place. Then she pushed her heels down onto the top of his ass to get him to start moving, her arms still wrapped tightly around him.

“C’mon, honey, your turn! Fuck me with that big white dick!” she said in his ear, biting his earlobe gently but firmly as she drove her heels into his ass. Kurt slid his arms under and around her and held her tight as he began thrusting, sliding his hard cock in and out of her tight, soaking wet pussy as hard, deep, and fast as he could.