While they watched the title and credits, she was watching the man rub his partially covered penis at the corner of the bed, unable to avert her eyes from the lurid scene. She carefully slipped her hand between her legs under the covers and rubbed her pussy under her panties as she watched, careful not to cause any movement.
“I haven’t seen this one,” Musa remarked.
“Are there a lot of videos like this…?” Opeyemi asked awkwardly.
He turned toward her while now sitting on the edge of the bed. She could see the huge rise; a ridge pressing his white shorts up, the bulb and a couple of inches were sticking out, which is what he was touching. She couldn’t see much as his right hand held the end.
“Thousands..” He turned back around toward the TV, not wanting to appear too eager.
The first scene began. A woman, posing as a real estate agent, was showing a man a house. It was slow getting started. The two watched the video intently up to the point where the black man kissed the realtor, fondling her. Opeyemi felt a rush of wetness come over her.
She became very hot as she watched the woman get on her knees and unzip the man’s trousers.
The woman on screen reached inside and extracted his huge flaccid meat. Opeyemi felt her giddy at the look on the woman’s face: delighted excitement. The couple on-screen shared a smiling glance at each other, and then the kneeling woman mouthed his tip. Her lips stretched around the swelling knob.
“Oh, god.” Opeyemi heard her voice say. She was embarrassed she made the comment aloud and almost clapped her hand over her mouth.
“Are you okay?” Musa turned around. In the dimly lit room, illuminated by the screen and the light from the sitting area, he could see the obvious shape of her hardened nipples, poking through the white shirt shamelessly.
“It’s just, I’m not used to seeing such a…”
“That’s it, baby, suck that cock,” the man commanded on the TV. The woman moaned as her mouth filled with his growing tool.
Musa watched Opeyemi as her mouth gaped open. Both her arms were under the sheets. He could see the shape of her legs under the covers and perceived the movement of her knees. She seemed to be parting her legs.
“He’s enormous! Oh my god!” Opeyemi covered her face with her hands briefly.
Musa turned back to the screen. He didn’t say that his dick was bigger. He didn’t want to blow his chances. He may be watching a porn video with a hot, big-titted woman, but he knew Opeyemi could easily get spooked and kick him out.
Opeyemi began running three fingers up and down her slick pussy as she watched the woman run her mouth all over the shiny penis on the large screen. She had never seen such an exciting sight. She had yet to notice that Musa had pulled more of his cock out and was stroking the exposed part very slowly.
Musa wanted to pull his shorts down and show Opeyemi his impressive cock. He knew he didn’t have much going for him other than the huge pipe between his legs, but he wasn’t at the point where he was confident it would be well-received. Opeyemi seemed very sexually naïve and Musa didn’t assume she would want to do more than just watch part of the movie.
As the video progressed Opeyemi’s movements playing with her pussy caused the sheets to slip further down her body. She spread her legs wider as she stared, mesmerized by the action on the screen. The man was now feeding his thick, meat to the slobbering, moaning woman.
The camera was close enough to the actors that the entire screen was filled with the man’s enormous black penis. The woman was sucking on the head and spit dripped down from her mouth. Opeyemi could not believe what she was seeing. She had no idea such high-quality pornography even existed.
“Yeah, she knows how to suck a cock,” Musa said as he stroked the top portion of his exposed dick. He has angled away from Opeyemi enough that he figured his body blocked most of her view.
Opeyemi was floored by Musa’s impromptu comment. She had never heard such graphic language. Her body shivered by what she heard. She looked over at him, hunched over on the far edge of the large bed. She could tell his arm was moving slightly by the motion of his shoulder but couldn’t see much.
She felt a cold wave of arousal rush through her body imagining that the ugly man was masturbating as he watched the porn movie.
Musa had most of his cock out but found that it was straining uncomfortably, coming out from the leg of his shorts. He imagined what Opeyemi saw as she watched the video. Could she see his cock on display?
He decided he needed to do something to speed the process up. He was so close. He looked over at his glass on the dresser next to the flat-screen TV and got up to get it.
Opeyemi watched Musa get up from his position and walk the few steps over to the dresser. Silhouetted by the backlight from the TV, there was no mistaking what she saw. His white shorts were lifted away from his body, with the gap increasing down his leg. At the bottom, a thick dark shape jutted out, straining to angle upward. As he walked, it was bobbing up and down slowly.
‘That is an enormous penis sticking out of the bottom of his shorts,’ she thought clearly in her mind, watching him.
He poured a little whiskey in the glass and shot it down.
Opeyemi swallowed hard. “Um, Musa?”
He looked toward her, seeing her heaving, giant breasts barely concealed under her thin T-shirt.
She pointed awkwardly at the huge, dark shape protruding from his thigh. “You’re coming out of your shorts.”
Musa turned to face her without shame.
“Well, I’m watching a porn movie with the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. To be honest, I didn’t expect my shorts to accommodate my… anatomy when I decided to come back here. And you know what?”
He paused for effect, not anticipating an answer to his rhetorical question. Opeyemi stared at him wide-eyed, her face illuminated.
“It’s incredibly uncomfortable.”
With that, he yanked his shorts down and kicked them off. He stood tall at the foot of the bed with his long, heavy cock now freely bobbing. He stroked it slowly looking right at Opeyemi. It was impossible for Opeyemi to not see the giant, thick cock just a few feet in front of her.
“Oh, my Lord! Put that away.” Opeyemi looked away. “I think you should leave. I’ve let this go on far too long.”
She realized she desperately needed to get the near-naked man out of her room before things escalated any further. Opeyemi fumbled for the remote. She managed to pause the movie, which froze the big cock on the screen. Whisking the covers back, she adjusted her panties and walked over to the sitting area, toward the door. But not before Musa caught a brief glance of her pussy folds.
Reaching for the doorknob, she said, “It was nice working with you, Musa. Take care of yourself.” She gripped the doorknob, aware at least on a peripheral level of its similarities to the knob at the end of Musa’s penis.
Opeyemi shook her head to shake off that image. The image of her gripping his black cock head.
Musa knew he had blown it. If he had only just been more patient, there was a possibility he could have had more contact, even a chance to fuck this sexy woman. He thought he would give it one more try.
“How about a kiss goodbye? Just as a last memory for me.” He hastily stepped back into his shorts and pulled them up.
Musa’s shorts rose up from the leg and stretched smooth across the extraordinary rise he was now trying to conceal. The swollen head still stuck out of the leg. A small bead of precum formed at the hole.
Opeyemi looked down and stared at the thick cock trying to escape and gave a sigh.
“Jesus, you don’t give up do you?” She removed her hand from the doorknob and took a step toward Musa.
“I guess one, last kiss won’t hurt.” Opeyemi relaxed her arms to give him a peck on the cheek and a quick hug.
Musa grabbed her close and attached his open mouth to hers before she could protest.
“Nnnnn!” she grunted.
Taken by surprise, Opeyemi found herself instantaneously French kissing the man again. Musa’s tongue was entwined with her own, his hot, full lips moving around hers with a fiery passion she found unstoppable. It felt that his entire thick tongue was in her mouth swirling about in a slippery-hot wetness. Opeyemi could feel her nipples become impossibly hard and her pussy throb.
“Mmmm.” She moaned loudly with her closed eyes and surrendered to the kiss, turning her head according to his rhythm, feeling his lips against her own.
Musa’s hands were caressing her arms. She felt his thumbs move to the outward curves of her breasts. Then, she felt warmth cover the front of both breasts. He palmed her heavy breasts and squeezed them firmly. For a moment, she was lost to his manhandling. He became bolder and shifted his hands so that he was pinching each nipple between his thumbs and forefingers. This sent a bolt of arousal through Opeyemi’s body.
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