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A Flat Tire Leads Maggie Down a Black Road - The Next Day
Date: 5/23/2016, Categories: Bisexual, Author: Kee4Fun, Rating: 22, Source: LushStories
Maggie’s eyes popped open at 5:03am, according to the clock on the night stand next to the bed. At first she was disoriented by her surroundings. This was not her bedroom. Even though it was dark, she knew it was not the Fresh Air blue wall color she loved so much. She turned to wake Max and saw a black man in the bed. It all came flooding back. Her car; her rescue; her impulsive slutty night... It all flashed through her mind. She lay there for a time, thinking back, reliving various moments. At one level she felt remorse for what she had let happen but she had walked through a door and did not want to retrace her steps back. Looking to her side, Charlie was breathing deeply, obviously in a deep sleep. She lifted the covers just enough to see his man parts. He was completely relaxed and limp. In that state he was still bigger around than Max when he was hard and just about as long. An involuntary smile crossed her face as she slipped out of bed and let the covers fall back into place. The house was cool, but the old wood plank floor felt good on her feet. Wondering about the overnight snow, she quietly left the room and went to the living room. Looking out, the light of a street lamp showed a few flakes still falling. The street was unplowed and looked to have about eight inches or more of snow accumulated. Getting to work could be problematic today she thought. The house was totally quiet as she stayed staring out the window. The white, peaceful, untouched covering and ... the falling flakes were mesmerizing. Even though all she had on was an oversize tee shirt, she was totally tranquil, totally at peace. Eventually thoughts of last night crept back into her head. As they more and more filled her mind, she pulled herself away from the window and headed back to bed. Entering the room, she saw Charlie was in his same position, still breathing deeply. A thought crossed her mind as she was about to get back in bed. She wondered what would it be like? How would he respond? So she slipped into bed with her head where her feet would normally reside. In just the right place to ever so delicately lift his flaccid cock and wrap it with her warm, soft mouth. It went to the back of her mouth, touching her throat in a way that would make many people gag but she had overcome that urge some time ago. Knowing he would eventually wake but wanting to put it off for as long as possible, she utilized only very soft, tender movements of her tongue and lips. It was different and wonderful to feel his large manhood so limp and unmoving in her mouth. As she was consciously savoring his shape, size and texture; unconsciously her loins were getting warmer, dilating and dampening. Inevitably her hand made its way down her stomach, seeking to encourage the feelings stirring between her legs. Her middle finger found her button, briefly passing it by to gather her creamy ambrosia, bringing it back to smear on and around her swelling clit. Charlie was still breathing deep and ...