Back to Black

Back to Black is an interracial tale written in 5 parts (all finished) which will be released to Literotica as I edit them.

I've gone back to this story several times in the last couple of years, changing the characters and the storyline, mostly because I wasn't sure where to take it. However, in the end it was splitting it into 5 parts that actually helped me finish it.

The result is, I think, very different to most of my other works but I'm happy with the finished article and I hope you like it.

Please remember it is just a story, the characters aren't real and their words and actions are simply a projection of my own imagination.

It is set in the United Kingdom so I apologise now for any confusion over some of the terms I use.

Please enjoy.

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Back to Black - Pt 04

Showered and dressed Madeline was in the kitchen preparing dinner, struggling with the countless questions that seemed to float around in her brain nowadays, when her mobile phone buzzed with a message.

Niamh: 'Going straight out from work. Will be back late.'

Frowning she went to reply and paused.

Niamh was eighteen now and she really needed to trust her. Once she had left for university, in a couple of week's time, there would be no way she could interfere in her life, even if she wanted to.

'Shit!'

Throwing her phone down she found herself anticipating a depressing night ahead of her.

Sighing resignedly, she poured herself a large glass of wine; with Mark having already arranged to stay overnight with a friend it meant the evening would be one she would have to spend alone with Jon.

Sitting at the table the pair ate their meal in silence, Maddi specifically ignoring her husband and his few futile attempts to engage her in a conversation about what had happened that afternoon.

Once dinner was finished she cleared the dishes and the two of them sat down in the living room, on the same sofa where Maddi had spread her legs for Jayson to fuck her that very afternoon, to watch TV.

"Bugger, there's bloody cum stains on this sofa. I'll have to get it cleaned." She murmured absent-mindedly to herself as she ran her fingers over the marks.

"Are you ok?" Jon asked cautiously, trying to interrupt the silence that had settled over them like a blanket.

"I still can't believe it happened." She whispered in disbelief, as much to herself as to him.

The memory of the black teenager thrusting vigorously into her, making her cum harder than she had in years, filling her mind yet again.

"Believe what?"

"That I let another man fuck me while you watched. That I let a black boy, less than half my age... a student from the college and our son's friend... just... just use me like that."

Completely mortified she turned to look at her husband, her eyes wide in a mixture of awkwardness and astonishment.

Clearly feeling embarrassed about everything that had occurred Jon paused before answering quietly, "So does that mean that you... you're not going to have sex with him again?"

"Why not? I told him he could have me whenever he wants." Maddi responded almost flippantly, "Let's face it you're not going to give up that little tart from your office to make a go of this marriage are you?"

"You want us to try..."

"Well, no... but what if he mentions it to anyone?" Madeline interrupted him, her voice filled with apprehension, "If the college find out I could lose my job."

"He err... he said he wouldn't when I asked him." Her husband said more than a little sheepishly.

She fell silent again, her eyes fixed on the television, without seeing the program, as she remembered everything that had happened with one of her students that afternoon.

How she had willingly submitted and let Jayson Kanaan take her in front of her husband, making her climax like she hadn't since her university days,

'Would she really sleep with him again?'

'Jon had never made her cum like that.'

"Let's hope he doesn't then." Maddi said quietly, still staring at nothing as she reflected on the last 24 hours.

Neither of them spoke for several minutes.

"Did you intend for him to cum inside you." Jon eventually asked, changing the subject, "I mean there was so much of his... his stuff inside you when... when I wanted..."

"When you wanted to take your turn with me you mean?"

"Err... yeah." He stared at the floor, his voice barely audible when he agreed with her.

"Did you really want to do that Jon." She glared at him angrily, "Would you have enjoyed putting your dick inside me when I had another man's semen in me?"

"Yes, I... I liked him cumming in you." Jon mumbled, "But you'll... you'll be ok won't you? I mean you're not on the pill anymore."

Maddi chuckled, "I'll be fine. I'm forty-two, my baby making days are pretty much long gone and anyway I only just came off my period."

"Ok if you're sure." He said hesitantly, "But you're not really going to do it again are you? I mean he's only eighteen and, like you said, one of your students."

She thought about it for a moment. Despite what she had said to Jayson and her husband a seed of doubt had settled in her head.

However, she wasn't about to tell him that.

"Actually, that's not a bad idea, maybe I should go on the pill anyway... you know, for when I do?" She giggled, enjoying taunting him, "What do you think?"

"You're just kidding right? I mean it was, without a doubt, the most erotic thing I've ever seen Mads. With him all over you... him touching and kissing you... his big black cock in your mouth and in your pussy but... doing it again..."

As he said it Jon took hold of her hand and placed it on the front of his trousers.

"Oh my God! You're getting hard just talking about it?" A horrified Madeline exclaimed, immediately snatching her hand away.

"Yeah, I am." He snickered, "Let's go up to bed, I didn't have you this afternoon so I want you now."

"Oh, I'm going to bed but I intend to sleep so, if you're feeling horny, I suggest you call your little tramp and go fuck her." She informed him with a chilling smile, "Like I said to you this afternoon... we're through."

"But..."

"But nothing Jon, I'm going to bed... in the guest room." Maddi cut him off as she stood up.

Lying there, despite being utterly exhausted by the events of the day, she found herself staring up at the ceiling unable to sleep. Things had clearly changed for her in the last 24 hours but she wondered if they were going to be for the better or worse.

'What was happening to her marriage?'

'Would Jayson tell anyone?'

'What should she do about Aaron?'

She was still pondering the many questions she couldn't answer when there was a tap at the bedroom door.

"What do you want Jon?"

"You can't sleep either?" Her husband asked softly as he slipped into the room and sat down on the bed next to her, running a hand along her arm.

"Forget it. I've told you..."

"I just thought..."

"Well don't think, it's not happening."

"Oh ok." Looking rather crestfallen he got up and left her alone.

Rolling over she was still looking for answers to her questions when her phone pinged.

Anticipating the message might be from one of her children she picked her mobile up and opened it.

Niamh:Staying at a friend's. I'll go straight to work from there tomorrow.

Maddi thought for a moment and wondered if her daughter was quite as innocent as she thought.

Maddi:OK. See you tomorrow,

Sending an answer, she settled back with another set of worries now occupying her mind as she slowly drifted off to sleep.

Waking early on the Sunday morning Madeline decided to go for a quick 5k run and then head off to the supermarket. She had missed her regular Friday grocery trip and maybe, at the same time as doing her shopping, she could catch up with Niamh.

Her jog took her mind off of everything that was happening around her and for forty-five minutes she was able to relax and simply think about running.

Jon was still asleep when she got home so she took a quick shower and throwing on a pair of jeans and a top set off for the supermarket. Parking in the fairly empty forecourt, to wait for her daughter to arrive, she turned off the engine and sat back to reflect on the situation she found herself in.

The sex with Jayson had been incredible and she couldn't get the memory of him out of her head.

His young fit body had taken her to heights of pleasure she hadn't known since her days at university and just the thought of him sent a flush of heat to the top of her thighs. She wanted more but she realised that, apart from the small problem of him going away to university, she was 42 and unlikely to be able to compete with the young girls he would meet there.

'What about her boss, Aaron Vassell?'

He already thought she had given him the green light by her actions when they had gone to lunch even though she had subsequently rejected his advances. He was still very attractive but having a fling with him would bring a whole different set of complications to her life.

Finally, there was the situation with Jon, her husband. Certainly, things had changed dramatically in the last 48 hours or so but did that mean that divorce was on the cards for them? She didn't love him, at least not as she had when they first married, and she certainly wasn't interested in sex with him any longer.

Smiling to herself she paused at that final realisation.

As far as she was concerned it answered most of her questions, her lust for the teenager and, to a degree her boss, far outweighed any desire she had for her husband.

A car pulling up a short distance away caught her interest and she watched in surprise as Jayson Kanaara got out of the driver's side, quickly going round to open the other door for her daughter.

'Was he the friend she went out with?'

'Had she slept with him?'

Her mouth dropped open in shock as they kissed; Niamh slipping her arms about his neck and pressing her body against his in a way that made it fairly obvious they had been intimate.

'Was it the first time? If it wasn't, how long had it been going on?

As the fog in her brain gradually cleared Madeline felt a huge surge of jealousy at the sudden realisation that if she continued her affair she would be sharing her new found teenage lover with her daughter.

Feeling nauseous she waited, watching as they kissed again, until Niamh turned away to head into the store while Jayson got into his car and drove away, neither of them seeming to notice that she was there.

'Was he really fucking Niamh?'

The one thought rolled around in her head, refusing to leave, as she forgot her shopping and exited the car park to head home with no idea of what she was going to do.

If her daughter was sleeping with Jayson it meant that he had had both of them and, if that was the case, was she prepared to let the situation continue.

'Could she let him go?'

Even as she considered it she knew she couldn't. He would be leaving to go to university in a couple of weeks, just like the twins, and Maddi was determined to have him again before he went.

The next fortnight saw little improvement in her relationship with her husband. They were civil and polite in front of the children and, even though Madeline returned to the marital bed, she remained aloof and distant when they were alone together.

It was a situation that wasn't helped by Jon coming home late most nights. Clearly spending time with his mistress, he left Maddi to deal with the twins as they prepared to leave for their chosen universities; Mark going to Manchester while Niamh was heading for Southampton.

However, she was grateful for her husband's frequent absences as her life quickly became a whirlwind of activity that was made only worse by continually having to fend off her boss while making time for her young lover.

Aaron's frequent invitations to have lunch or go to dinner with him were becoming harder for her to resist and she was aware that her resolve was gradually failing. Her only respite from it was the time she spent with the young black student.

His first request to meet her came on the Tuesday, just three days after the first time they were together.

Madeline had gone into college to do some preparatory work for the coming term and was just getting into her car to head home when her mobile phone buzzed.

Jayson:'Need 2 C U tonite. J.'

Immediately she read it she panicked, a mixture of excitement and trepidation making her stomach churn as she typed a reply.

Maddi: 'Where? The twins are at home.'

Jayson:'9pm, the car park at the back of the supermarket,'

Maddi:'I'll try.'

Jayson:'Just B there.'

She couldn't get his message out of her mind during her drive home, her pulse rate racing at his rather brusque final instruction. Knowing she would do exactly what he asked and make whatever excuse she needed to do it, she could feel the heat growing at the top of her thighs.

As she had anticipated Jon messaged to say he was working late so, after her evening meal, she simply told the twins she was going out to see a friend. Leaving her two children to clear away the dinner things while she quickly showered and changed; slipping on some fresh underwear, a clean skirt and blouse, she hurried out to her car.

It was nearly ten minutes past nine when she raced into the deserted car park and pulled around behind the supermarket building.

Jayson was waiting and as she turned off the engine on her Ford Kuga he opened the car door and slipped into the passenger seat next to her.

"You're late..."

Madeline blushed, "I... I had to cook dinner for Mark and... Niamh."

As she mentioned her daughter's name she felt a rush of guilt at the fact she was about to have sex with Niamh's boyfriend.

"I was starting to think you had changed your mind and weren't coming."

"Well, I'm here now." Maddi shrugged; she was there to be fucked and was very aware that she didn't have a lot of time before she needed to be home.

Without another word she leant across the seats and fumbled his zipper open, freeing the teenager's very large, slowly swelling, black cock into her hand.

Pausing briefly, she gazed in fascination at his prick, remembering how it had felt inside her, just a few days previously.

Her fingers barely reached around its substantial girth while its colour and dark velvet feel captivated her. Eagerly sliding her lips around the bulbous tip, she let her tongue swirl over the crown coating it with her spit.

"Mummmmmmm... Hummmmmmmm!"

Madeline slurped noisily as she began to suck on his cock, her lips tightening around the first few inches of his erect shaft.

"Fuck." Jayson groaned, his hand delving inside her blouse to tweak her hardening nipple through her lacey bra, sending a flush of arousal straight to her sex.

Eager to pleasure him she formed an O with her lips and tried to work her mouth down onto his thick ebony pole, taking in as much as she could until she was struggling to breathe.

Pulling off him she gasped breathlessly then, opening her jaws as wide as she could, she took his cockhead into her mouth again, pumping her hand along the root of his dark shaft as she swallowed almost half of it.

"Yes baby... suck me..." His thick fingers twisted in her blonde hair, pressing her onto him, as he encouraged her

"Uuurrmmmmmmm... Urrrmmmmmmmmmm!"

Spluttering on his dick she looked up, her blue eyes staring directly into his.

"Stop!" He instructed her tersely, pulling her up by her hair, "I need to fuck you now babe."

Madeline sat up with a grin, he was as hard as granite now, his black prick glistening with her spit and she could feel the dampness between her thighs as she eagerly anticipated having him inside her again.

"Where?" She asked, looking around her car.

"In the back, it looks very roomy." Judging by his comment Jayson had obviously done this before and, momentarily wondering if it had been with Niamh, quickly dismissed the notion.

Clambering into the rear she knowingly gave the teenager a glorious view up her skirt before settling herself on the bench seat. Placing one foot on the floor and hooking the other over the back of the seat Maddi hiked her skirt up around her waist and pushed her knickers down her thighs.

Laying back she watched him follow her and opened her legs wide, smiling invitingly when she exposed her shaven quim to his gaze.

Holding her breath, she surveyed the young black man lustfully, as he knelt between her splayed thighs holding his large black phallus in one hand and grinning almost evilly.

Thickly veined the sable shaft curved slightly towards his hard muscled stomach like a huge ebony club, just as she remembered. The head was enormous, a dark angry purple, and was already leaking a copious amount of pre-cum, while his balls seemed larger than they had previously, if that were possible.

"You ready for me babe?"

"Mmm-hmm, just fuck me... please." Madeline breathed softly when the bulbous tip of her lover's erection nudged between her moist labia.

There was the briefest of pauses as he aligned himself and then he pushed.

"Aaaahhhhhhh... Yessssssssss!" She hissed loudly, his hard dark meat splitting her pussy wide open when he buried his full length inside her.

Almost immediately Jayson settled into a steady rhythm, making the car rock as he began to forcefully thrust into her with long deep strokes.

"Go slow honey... it's... it's... so... big." Groaning she begged him to take it easy, while at the same time hooking one leg over his.

Ignoring her pleas he drove his manhood into her, rotating his hips as he did, her juices flooding out over his dick, lubricating his penetration.

"Ungh... Unhhh... yes, I... ahhhh!" Beneath him all Maddi could do was grunt with every firm stroke, her puffy labia wrapped around his thick black rod, caressing it lovingly as he ploughed relentlessly into her.

Bracing his feet against the rear door he started to slam in harder, burying the final millimetres of his rampant member inside her, his cockhead nudging up against her cervix.

"Ugh, God... oh God... it's so fucking deep!" Closing her eyes she moaned against the total invasion of her womanhood.

Madeline felt like she was being split open, her heart pounded and her breathing came rapidly as her body reacted to the sensations of being thoroughly fucked; of being so entirely impaled by something as thick and long as Jayson's iron hard black meat.

Back and forth, in and out, he pistoned into her and she responded to every stroke he made, tentatively at first, then with greater urgency as the feelings building inside her intensified.

It started at her pleasure button, slow and insistent, like a silkiest of caresses, spreading outward from her throbbing bud and flowing up and down her body, like a tidal wave of pleasure radiating out from her clit.

Unable to restrain herself Madeline finally succumbed, her back arching while her manicured nails dug into the teenager's muscular shoulders. At the same time her toes curled up in her heels so that the straps strained against her slim ankles.

"Oh God... oh God... ohhhhh!" Maddi squealed repeatedly, completely losing herself in the ecstasy of the moment as a massive orgasm slammed through her.

Are you okay babe?" The black student asked, slowing his thrusts, "You seemed kind of spaced out there for a second."