Family Affairs

“I knew that was next…” Sheri shrugged and did as she was told. Thrusting her hip to the side while her arms hung loose. “Well?” Sheri looked at him over her shoulder.

“Girl.. you gotta keep the workouts up. That ass is beautiful.” Darnell, once again, was in awe of her cute little white booty. There was no way he could get enough of it.

“Well I’ve gone a couple days without one because of my sister, but that’ll change tomorrow morning.” Darnell loved how the pink lace fabric cut into her ass, like the tiniest pair of short shorts you could find. He had a soft spot for those kinds of cheeksters. She turned back around to face him. “Next one, I suppose?”

“Oh you already know. You choose.” Darnell suggested.

Sheri obliged, even though it was silly that she was even trying this on. It’s the outfits that needed to be tested, not the underwear. But her current partner was a pervert, so of course she was trying on panties.

She grabbed a thong, blue in color and very strappy. She had him look away again and switched her cheeksters for this new thong. Darnell looked back and felt so lucky that he could see Sheri like this for another day. God was smiling down on him, he thought. “No woman comes close.” Darnell said as she spun around, her ass exposed more in the thong this time. “Seriously, girl…”

She did appreciate the awe in his voice. It honestly seemed genuine to her. “Thank you, Darnell. I can tell you mean it.”

“I ain’t tell no lie, baby.” Darnell leaned back on the wall, spreading his legs a bit. “Dance, girl.”

“Dance?” Sheri almost guffawed. “In a changing room?”

“Yeah, like last time.” Darnell nodded. “Shit, we even got some music playing through the store radio.” he pointed out, the modern r&b playing fairly loudly. “C’mon, you can move that body a bit. I’ve seen it. Now you can show me how you really get down.”

“Oh dear god…” Sheri sighed in annoyance. “What did I get myself into?”

Darnell heard her complain, but she wasn’t doing much to get out of this. Again, he knew there had to be something about him that was keeping her from abandoning every situation he got her in. “Let’s get it.”

“Okay…” Sheri slowly started to seat her hips, trying to match the rhythm and tempo of the beat. The song moved at a moderate pace and Darnell was somewhat surprised to see her body move like she always danced to this stuff. Must’ve been all that time spent around her black side of her new family, he figured.

Sheri had her arms above her head and swerved her hips in a similar fashion to a slow moving belly dancer, like what was referred to last time they were both like this. She moved her torso around and gave him another look at her ass. Darnell was losing his grip on his self control, he needed to have this woman. She was all he thought of and there was no way he could let opportunities like this slip through his fingers.

Sheri didn’t notice but she was getting closer the more she danced. She shuffled her sock adorned feet and ran her hands over her body, feeling sexy and not like the typical woman her age. Darnell may be a sleaze, but he definitely made her feel like she was the sexiest woman on earth; she could appreciate him for that.

Eventually, her erotic dancing found her close to between Darnell’s legs. He sat back up straight and got a better look at her. She was so close and he could smell her wonderful scent and see how her body shook in such a sexual way. Her upper half was covered by her polo shirt, but it did nothing to hide her appeal.

It was too much for him to hold back any longer. The woman he had lusted over constantly after first meeting her was undressed and performing for him. He had to take advantage of the time they had.

His hands moved and felt her up from her legs to her ass.

Surprisingly, Sheri didn’t do anything but still offered up a half-hearted complaint. “No… stop.”

“You’re still dancing though.” His voice degraded into a lower register. His eyes followed his hands as they felt up every inch of her thigh and hips. He held them as they moved sensually from side to side.

“Hmm…” was all Sheri could say as a response. He was right. She kept moving despite her better judgement. This wasn’t Allen. Her fiancé. She should have stopped this at once, but for some reason, she couldn’t. Oh, why did her body hate her so much?

Darnell pulled her in closer, his hands spreading and groping her ass now. She flexed it in his grasp and it made his hardened cock jump at her small action. Sheri was just too much. He started placing kisses under her shirt and over her waist.

Sheri held his head while his thick lips began leaving its mark on her flat belly. “Darnell…” she sighed, contently. His hands traveled upwards, pulling her shirt up little by little. Sheri tried to stop it, but knew she didn’t want to put the actual effort to fight him off. Not when he was kissing her body so well. “Wait…” Darnell’s hands stopped their advancement and he looked at the older woman, wondering why she stopped him.

Sheri then unbuttoned the top of her polo and reached over to pull it off of her, letting it fall to the side. She now stood before him in a plain black bra and Darnell went right back to kissing her belly, happy to access the spaces on the woman that he couldn’t get before. His lips lightly grazed the exposed torso, his tongue also coming out to leave a trail. Sheri tossed her head back and pushed his head in closer. She kept her moans low to make sure they couldn’t be heard, but the way he teased her body with his lips was masterful. His hands now floated over her bra before landing tenderly on top.

Sheri swallowed nervously but allowed him to work, unsure how to even stop him at this point. Her body wouldn’t allow her to stop him anyway if she was being truthful. “Ohh…” she breathed out, reacting to his hands playing around with her covered breasts.

He was soft but applied a fair amount of force to the way he held her chest. It morphed into light squeezes and she trembled beautifully. Darnell could feel her body acknowledge him and so he pulled her into an embrace. His mouth found her neck and began taking vampire-like inspiration by the way he sucked on her flesh.

“Darnell…” the woman whined. Sheri thought about pulling away for a brief second, but his craving overpowered her and she simply gasped in amorous joy. She stood between him; his arms strongly holding onto the woman he had been chasing after. He tasted her fair coated, olive skin and wondered if her flavor was the same maybe fifteen or twenty years ago. Regardless, he was feasting on her now and this white woman even at her age was a divine meal. Darnell was in glorious bliss.

“You can call me D, baby.” he told her as his mouth carefully sucked and kissed it’s way across the top of her chest. She reacted positively by placing her knee on his crotch, rubbing it almost unconsciously. “Oh shit.” Her knee was like a taunt and it caused his already stiffened rod to reach a rock-like status.

She had already assumed this was the case, but judging from what her knee was feeling, Darnell was very, very well equipped. This only heightened her neediness. She was still battling internally with herself, but barriers were being broken and with each suck, kiss and moan he elicited from her, the more the walls came crumbling down.

“Ahhh… Darnell… D…” she moaned before Darnell peppered her neck some more, working from the base, to the middle, to her chin and then pausing to look into her eyes. She stared right back, loving how handsome his hazel orbs made him. They didn’t move, simply looking and searching in each other’s gaze. A moment of hesitation occurred, neither one wanting to act, especially Sheri. But Darnell could sense the doubt and chose to make things easier for the both of them.

“Darling, I…” Her eyelids closed once more, shielding her green irises from what came next, which was Darnell crashing her mouth with his once more. Instead of speaking, she kissed him back, wrapping her small arms around his neck with about as tight a hold as she could possibly have on him. They devoured each other like there was a more delectable taste deeper within their mouths and they were both trying to find it.

They might never find it, but what they were able to savor was more than enough for them.

Darnell pulled her legs up with ease and had her in the straddling position. Sheri acted aggressively and started grinding into his lap with a wonton desperation. “Ahh, fuck…” Darnell exclaimed in a rushed whisper. “Damn baby girl…” He pulled from her so they could flick the tips of their tongues on the other’s. “Mmmm…” they both moaned together.

Darnell then surprised the older woman by sucking on her extended tongue as if it were a longer clitoris. He slid back and forth on it with a bit of a swirl to his head movement. Sheri watched with wide eyed fascination. She had never done something like this and the way his mouth sucked in her wet appendage was radiating with an erotic tone. Black men were always showing her something new and spectacular and this was no different.

It turned slow as he sucked, elevating the sensuality in the suction. Sheri closed her eyes again and continued to feel his hard length on her thighs. It only made him hungrier for more, quickly picking the pace back up and pulling her tongue on his lips. This continued for about a minute before he pulled back one last time to pop her tongue off of him.

She looked at him with astonishment and shook her head. “My, my… you may be a sleaze, but you’re an amazing kisser. Never thought I’d experience something new at my age.”

“I’m glad I could teach yo’ ass something.” Darnell smirked, loving how much he was advancing in his ultimate goal of ploughing Sheri. “You ain’t that bad yourself. I’d show you anything you want, girl, I’m a pretty good teacher.”

“I can tell.” Sheri and Darnell both laughed and pressed their foreheads together, eyes focused on nothing but each other. “You really want me, don’t you?”

“I ain’t even gotta answer that now. You know the deal.” came Darnell’s reply. He made it obvious a long time ago, she should know by now.

“I do.” Sheri nodded, making his head move in the process. “It still doesn’t make sense why.”

Because he wanted to fuck her more than any woman on the planet. Because he disliked Allen enough to want to take what’s most precious to him. Those were the right answers, but that obviously wouldn’t be his response.

“You want to know why? Go look in that mirror over there. Then you’ll know why.” Darnell explained in his own way.

Sheri sighed and her eyes became downcast, landing on the bulge in his jeans. “I can certainly tell there’s an attraction here, darling.” Sheri chuckled. “And it’s rather large.”

Darnell knew what she was talking about and the pride showed on his face. “Oh you already know your boy packing.” He commented as he kicked off his shoes. “Here, I’ll show you.”

Sheri backed away and looked around, as if she wasn’t already in an enclosed room. “I… don’t think we should do that… oh, my god…”

Before she could even finish explaining her reluctance, he had already tossed his jeans to the side and his boxers were already down. Yup, just as expected, he was massive. This wasn’t like seeing Allen’s cock, or even Lennox’s, Shannon’s man. She had seen a big black cock before, but it still amazed her to see such a long and thick rod. God, she thought, these men were so blessed. Why did she wait till middle age to discover the beauty of black love?

“Why do you always make things so difficult?” Sheri complained, examining him from his low hanging balls up to his mushroom like crown. His cock would give any woman enough to work with.

“So what you think?” Darnell asked, his cock pointing towards the ceiling. He kept his hands on the bench, watching Sheri evaluate his man meat. He could tell she liked what she saw.

“It’s… certainly impressive. I can’t deny that.” Sheri’s head nodded. She could see him flex it as the cock twitched and bounced. It was a cock she could definitely spend a lot of time pleasuring, if she wanted to anyway. And… did she want to? Sheri wasn’t freaking out like a woman who was taken. She felt a sense of shame at that, but the longer she stared at the blackened prick, the more she felt herself entranced by it. By him, really.

“On yo’ knees.” Darnell calmly demanded. He watched her carefully, wondering what she would do. He was getting closer and closer…

“D… I can’t…” Sheri shook her head, trying like hell to fight off this want for him. “We can’t…”

“We can, actually.” Darnell disagreed. “And you will. Again, on yo’ knees, Sheri.” The sound of his command mixed wonderfully with the arousal that had been building in Sheri’s body. She felt herself produce the fluids that now stained her panties. Good thing she was buying them anyway.

“Dammit… forgive me, Allen.” Sheri whispered to herself. She wondered if this was what Shannon felt when she went through her whole thing with Lennox. Darnell was overwhelming her; he had her on fire and there was only one way to put it out. The older woman fell to her knees and got closer to his massive organ.

Darnell couldn’t wait to have her wrap those lips around his throbbing dick. This was what he was waiting for. Well, he wanted to fuck more than anything, but this was also high on the list of priorities.

And here she was, getting oh so closer to blowing him.

She scooted closer and could feel an aura surrounding his cock. It probably had a lot to do with how worked up he got her, but she felt seduced by it. Like it was calling for her. The smell, the look, the power this black cock possessed… everything about it made her mouth water.

She was going to do it. Sheri was going to suck Darnell’s cock.

“C’mon girl…” Darnell couldn’t wait any longer. He needed her… now! “Suck this dick and be my bitch.”

Darnell watched her hand begin to reach out, heading straight for his dick. His body eagerly anticipating to feel her fingers wrap around him and squeeze the dick that he would own her with. The time had come, she was about to become his slut. His beautiful white, older whore.

Darnell couldn’t be happier than he was now.

And as she was just about to take him in her grasp…

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

“Aye yo’, Sheri you in there?” Belinda’s voice came booming through the door.

The older woman immediately recoiled and stood back up in complete shock. “Uhhh, yeah? What’re you doing here?” Sheri shouted back. She looked between an equally shocked Darnell and back at the door, wondering what to do.

“Home girl working told me this was where you were. I just wanted to find out. Martha and I are done, we waiting for you.” Belinda replied. “Imma call my man and see where he at.”

Again, Sheri and Darnell traded looks before Darnell looked back at his jeans. “Oh shit…” he muttered before pulling his boxers up and jumping up towards the jeans he tossed.

Luckily, he beat the call going through when he took the phone out of his jeans and quickly put it on vibrate. Sheri was standing there unsure what to do with Belinda just outside the door. The two of them just continued to gaze at one another before Belinda eventually got to voicemail. “What is wrong with this nigga not picking up? These niggas yo. Anyway, I’m gonna be outside of the store with yo’ sister. We gonna wait up for you.”

“Okay… um, see you when I’m done.” Sheri nervously replied, hearing Belinda march off, continuing to curse Darnell’s name. “What the hell!” Sheri exclaimed, feeling her heartbeat decrease the speed it was pumping. “Okay, now we’re really done here. Look away!”

Darnell gave a frustrated sigh and did as he was told while Sheri changed underwear and got her clothes back on. He got up and threw his jeans on, too, along with his sneakers. “My girl mad stupid, what the fuck…”

“You can complain about that later.” Sheri grabbed all the clothing she was going to buy, which was just the underwear because she didn’t get an opportunity to try on the actual outfits. “So, what’re we going to do? We can’t leave here together.” Sheri stood in front of him, wanting Darnell to come up with the answers since this was his fault. Well, mostly his fault she thought.

“Chill, girl.” Darnell was still frustrated from the blue balls his girlfriend caused. “I got an idea.”

“What?” Sheri saw him go through his phone.

“Gimmie yo’ number.” he asked her.

“What for?” Sheri eyed him suspiciously.

“Just do it.” Darnell huffed. “I’ll stay here, right, and you bounce with my girl and yo’ sis and you text me when it’s safe to leave.”

“Hmm…” Sheri wasn’t sure if it was a good idea to have his number, but it was the only option they had. “Fine… here.” Sheri told him her phone number and Sheri saved his when he called her so she could text him when the coast was clear.

“Aight, we good.” Darnell nodded.

“Okay, I’ll see you, then.” Sheri was about to leave the changing room, but Darnell grabbed her first and pinned her to the wall before attacking her mouth again.

Sheri dropped the clothes and held him tightly as she returned the heated kiss. Their tongues clashed and danced; twirling and mixing into each other. Darnell held her up by the legs, snatching her off her feet. She wrapped her legs around him. The lust hadn’t died out yet, even with that interruption. She still felt like she needed his kiss, as shameful as it was to admit.

They made out and ran their fingers through each other’s hair before eventually stopping. Darnell put her down and Sheri readjusted her appearance before she was ready to leave. She picked up the clothes and said bye to Darnell one last time.

He gave her a nice smack on the ass. Sheri gave him an eye roll, a smile and one more kiss.

And with that, she left.

****

Later that night, Sheri was finishing clipping on her garter belt to her stockings, and looked at herself in the bedroom mirror to evaluate her body while covered in white lingerie. She gave herself a wink and liked the package she was ready to present to Allen when he got out of the shower. The woman knew he’d want to slay her pussy after being away from each other most of the day. He was like that. Allen could be a very needy lover sometimes and Sheri loved that about him.

She’d take his black cock anytime it was available for use.

She glided on over to the bed and snuck under the covers to surprise him, so when he joined her in bed he could see that it wasn’t quite pajamas she was wearing. Not that she wore that stuff to bed, anyway, but he wouldn’t see just the usual tank top and panties.

As she waited, Sheri reached over and began going through her phone to kill time. She went through her social media accounts and skimmed through articles she saw online. Nothing crazy.

At least not at that moment.

Her body froze for a second when she heard her phone go off when she got a message. The name of the sender: Darnell. Yeah, she took his number and didn’t delete it. Not that it mattered since he had her contact info. She saw that there was media attached to the message and swallowed hard. She was going to send him a very angry message in response and probably block his number.

When she pulled up the message, she gasped and nearly dropped her phone. He had sent her a video and the first thing she could see before playing it was an image of his wonderful cock she saw earlier but this time he had Belinda attached to it, her mouth specifically.

She looked around and saw that Allen still wasn’t returning yet and hesitated before tapping on the two and a half minute long video. She took a deep breath and played it.

She heard the groans come from him as he forced her head down on his huge black member. Belinda slobbered and sucked on it like a bitch possessed. Her eyes were constantly rolling in and out of her head and Darnell was looking straight into the camera with a wide, knowing smile on his face, as if he knew Sheri was watching him.