I am busily researching that topic, and will get back to you just as soon as I figure out an answer.
While putting cantaloupe juice in my coffee so as to get some sleep,
Kevin T.
Well, while you were putting cantaloupe juice in your coffee, an old friend and lover called me today. Stewart called me and asked me if I was home. I said I was. Stewart told me that he and a co-worker had some down time and he was wondering if I might be interested in playing around a little. I asked Stewart where he was and he said he was parked out front of our house.
I opened the front door and Stewart and a very tall, very dark skinned, black man were standing at my door. I hugged Stewart and and we kissed, passionately. Afterward Stewart introduced me to Davison. I hugged and kissed Davison. And he was a pretty good kisser.
I asked Stewart where he had been for the last five years. He said that he was spending time trying to keep his marriage together. I asked Stewart how Martha and the kids were. Stewart said they were all doing well. Stewart told me that he had missed me. And I told Stewart that I had thought about him from time to time.
Davison told me that Stewart had told him that I liked to play, and that I liked black men. He asked if that was true. I said that it was. Davison asked me if I was interested in playing with a new, well hung, black man. I asked Davison if he was referring to himself. He smiled. I said I might be interested. Davison asked me what it would take to get me interested. I told him that I would need to know if he really was well hung.
Davison stood up and unzipped his pants and showed me what he had to offer. I have to admit, I wasn't surprised, but I was impressed. I looked at Stewart and then back at Davison, then I told Davison that I knew a place he could put that thing he had hanging out of his pants.
When me, Stewart and Davison were in my bedroom, I took off my T-shirt, which is all I had on, and Stewart and Davison undressed as well. Davison has a very muscular body, six pack and all. He is also 6'9" tall. I love tall men. Ray is 5'9" tall. Stewart is 6'2" and well sized, below the belt, but Davison is as thick as my wrist, soft. I was excited.
Davison told me that he had always wanted to be with a white woman, and that I would be his first. I felt honored to be his first. And I couldn't wait to feel him in me. Even when Davison was soft I couldn't get my fingers entirely around his cock. He's huge!
Stewart went down on me as he used to, when he lived with us, and I tongued Davison as best I could. Once Stewart had me all wet, Davison got between my legs and put the head of his cock to my vagina. I told him to go slow, and he said that he would.
Once Davison was all the way in me, he pulled almost all the way out and quickly slid back in, deep. I can't explain what happened at that instant with me. I was overwhelmed with whatever it was. I felt light headed and happy at the same time. I felt the bed get soaked just under my ass. I wasn't sure what happened, but I knew it felt really good.
Stewart said something to me, but I didn't understand what he said. Davison said something to me as well, and I have no idea what he said, either. I felt like I was high. And on a really good high. My entire body was tingling, and I felt Davison throughout my entire body. I could feel him in every cell of my body. I felt euphoric.
I felt Davison's cock in me, but I also felt the muscles in his arms, the energy in his thrusts, the passion in his voice. I felt electricity flowing throughout my entire body. I also found that I was unable to speak clearly. My words were muddled. I felt like I was Jello. I felt excited and relaxed at the same time.
I began crying, not from fear or pain, but from sheer pleasure. I had no idea what time it was, and felt that I wasn't sure where I was. I could feel Davison in me, but not just in me, but throughout my entire being.
After a while Davison got me to get on top of him. When I got on top of Davison, Stewart got behind me. With both of them in me I felt not only filled and full, but elated. Stewart was grasping my hips and Davison was paying a lot of attention to my breasts. I was having an incredible experience. I thought to myself, "
This is Living in the moment, if anything is."
I told Davison that he felt amazing in me, and he said that I felt amazing as well. I liked hearing that. Davison told me that not too many women have let him do what I had. I told him that he could do what he was doing with me any time he wanted to. Davison told me that if I would let him, that he would do me every night, and that he would like that. I told Davison that if he really meant that, that I would love for that to happen.
Before I knew it, Stewart was saying that he and Davison had to get back to work. I looked at the clock and saw that we'd been playing for almost two hours. It only felt like 10 minutes, if that. Davison told me that no other woman that he'd been with came as easily with him as I did. And I told Davison that I don't usually cum as easily as I did with him, either, or as often.
I thanked Stewart and Davison for a great afternoon of fun, and they both thanked me. Davion told me that he wasn't sure when we would get together because he is looking for a place to live. He told me that he is staying with a friend in his apartment, and he is sleeping on the couch. I told Davison that I would talk with Ray and get back with him if we could help.
After Stewart and Davison left, I lied in bed, unable to move. I was totally relaxed. I felt like I had taken several muscle relaxers. I tried to move my arms and legs and found that I was unable to. And I was still crying. I lied there thinking about what had just happened. And I realized that I'd experienced sex like never before. It was more than physical. I felt Davison physically, but I felt more of him than just his body.
For the next hour or so I lied there, still feeling high. My entire body was tingling the whole time. I felt, at that moment, that everything was right in the world. I remembered Margaret telling us to live in the moment, and my moment with Davison and Stewart was lasting longer than they were with me.
I found myself wondering if what had just happened really happened. I had never felt this way before. And I really liked how I felt, a lot. I looked around for my phone. I wanted to share what I had just experienced with Ray. I wanted him to be with me, if not physically, spiritually.
When I was finally able to get out of bed, I discovered that my legs were still not fully functioning. I lied on the floor next to my bed for no telling how long. All I could think about was how good I felt. And how happy I was.
I wondered what had made Stewart want to contact me, and why he had told Davison about me. Then I thought, who cares? What's important is that he did contact me and I got to meet and be with Davison. And WOW!
When Ray got home, I wanted to feel him next to me. We kissed and hugged and Ray even asked me to go to the bedroom with him. Ray massaged me and I started crying again. I felt so connected to Ray at that moment. I even got Ray to use my favorite dildo on me. Ray brought up using one of our gourds, and I said yes. The gourd he used in and on me was about Davisons size, and it felt amazing in me. Ray laid on me and pretended the gourd was him inside me. That felt amazing.
I think that being with Davison really helped me connect with Ray more than ever before. Ray played with me, while using the gourd as his second self for a long time. And it was amazing. We had so much fun together. Sex with Ray was fun! That was new to both of us.
After we played I told Ray about Stewart and Davison, and that Davison is looking for a place to live. Ray asked me how well I knew Davison. I told Ray that I felt I knew him in a way I had never known anyone else.
Ray wants to meet Davison tonight. I am going to call Davison in a few minutes. I think that Margaret's most recent advice has had more effect on me and Ray than we thought it would. And I think thats a good thing.
