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The nice, young, married, nurse had never made love at work, or with a black man, or been unfaithful to her husband, but all that had changed. Terri Cummings was doing all three at once and loving every illicit, carnal first-time moment. Waves of ecstasy surged through her writhing body as the powerfully built man between her widespread legs hammered his demanding cock in and out of her hot, west, and very receptive pussy. She’d enjoyed something like this erotic bliss many times both before, and especially since her wedding, but tonight was different. This incomparable lover was most definitely not her husband. At the moment, Clay would be home, cramming for his finals, with no idea where she was, what she was doing or who she was doing it with. But Terri knew; God, did she ever know. At the moment, her nude body lay stretched out on the heavy wooden conference table inside the hospital’s sound-proof board room, being screwed senseless by a handsome, charming, black orderly named, Darius Jordan. For just a moment, she wondered if Clay would care even if he did know. But then her body began to tremble and her skin flushed as this new lover’s deep, rhythmic thrusts started pushing her towards another orgasm, and she forgot about her husband and everything else. Over the last few weeks her once fabulous sex life with Clay had been going downhill. The situation had become so bad it seemed like neither she nor Clay were ever interested in sex—at least not at the same time. She still wasn’t sure if the problem was due to her promotion or Clay’s tough schedule this semester. Maybe it was both. She’d recently become the ward’s evening shift supervisor and felt driven to do the job right. It meant she sometimes came in from the hospital too tired for anything but sleep. Even when she did feel like partying, Clay often seemed unenthusiastic. To her astonishment, he had begged off sex a couple of times, claiming he had to study. Tension, fueled by Clay’s attitude, plus her increased workload and growing horniness, began to build until they got into a big fight last weekend. It had started over nothing but didn’t seem close to ending. It all might have blown over, except for Darius. The charming, good-looking, pre-med student worked on her unit as an orderly. From his first day on the job, she found herself drawn to the tall, muscular, ex-football player. With enough interests in common to make conversation easy, she and Darius quickly became good friends. She’d met his wife at a party istanbul travesti and had felt both intimidated and in awe of the tall, aloof, part-time fashion-model. Knowing about his wife’s great looks made Terri feel comfortable with the flirting and teasing which quickly became a regular part of their friendship. Then that evening, during a lull following the supper rush, Darius hit on her. At first she thought he must be teasing. But the look in his eyes made it clear he wasn’t. To her amazement, this good-looking guy with the great looking wife was serious about wanting to make it with her. The realization sent her emotions reeling from startled, to intrigued, to aroused. Everyone, especially Darius, kept saying how she was cute, even adorable and oh, so pretty going on about her smile, big brown eyes, her peaches and cream complexion,, and great legs. But no one ever called her beautiful or stunning, or hot, and having been a chunky kid, she could never think of herself as being attractive, much less sexy. So she now found it hard to believe that Darius actually wanted her. While Terri knew she should say no, she was mad at Clay, horny as hell, and suddenly very turned on by this sexy man with the big smile and beautiful, dark brown skin who said he wanted her. So instead of laughing off his proposition, she hesitated for a long time while her stomach churned with anxiety and excitement, and then heard herself whispering, “We shouldn’t. I mean, I’ve never…. But maybe, just once, if you’re sure.” For the rest of that shift, Terri’s mood kept swinging between anxiety and anticipation with worry and uncertainty inbetween. At the end of the shift, everyone else, including Darius left. By the time she finished the nursing report for the incoming staff and called Clay to say she would be coming home a little late, she had change her mind once again and decided doing this just wasn’t wright and that the safest thing would be to call the whole thing off, at least for tonight. As planned, they met downstairs on the hospital’s dim, deserted business floor. After a quick embrace, she let him lead her down a wide corridor. Still struggling to come up with the best way to break the news to Darius, she paid no attention to his touch, caressing words or to where they were going. When they stopped, she began to say something, then paused when she noticed they were standing by the heavy double-doors to the hospital’s windowless, sound-proof conference room. istanbul travesti Confused, she watched as Darius unlocked the door and motioned her inside. Wordlessly she complied, then waited to break the news until he close the door and turned on the lights When they came on, her gaze immediately fixed on the large, elegant, rich mahogany conference table occupying pride of place in the middle of the room. A bevy of high-back chairs surrounded it like accolites kneeling before an altar. Mesmerized, she watched as the big business table seemed to transformed into something like an altar Radiating an aura beckoning her to come closer. Once again her mind changed, but this time it would be for keeps. Seemingly of its own accord, her lab coat slipped to the floor. Shoes and the rest of her uniform soon added to the growing pile at her feet. While automatically unhooking her bra, she barely noticed Darius kneeling at her side, almost reverently tugging off her practical, white cotton panties. The moment they reached her feet, she approached the table, her waiting altar, and slipped between to of the big leather chairs serving as its acolytes. When her pale, bare thighs came to rest against the edge of the dark brown surface , she paused to study this altar where the nice, safe, conventional Terri would soon lie down. Later, afters she and Darius had finished the ceremony, a transformed Terri, more open, less inhibited, and hungry for new experiences, would move off this altar and into the rest of her life. She turned and smiled at the sight of Darius, still fully dressed, staring at her with unfeigned lust. “Aren’t you a bit overdressed for the occasion? Why don’t you take care of that problem, and maybe move some of these chairs so we can have more room, then come join me?” With that, she hopped on the table, then laid back on the smooth inviting surface of her altar and watched the hurried actions of the man about to become the catalyst of her transformation. Freed of lab coat, uniform, and inhibitions, she soon welcomed him between her wide-spread legs. Neither of them had foreplay on their agenda. With one powerful thrust, he slammed his hard cock deep inside her eager body. Terri wrapped her arms and legs around Darius and began getting totally, gloriously fucked. Spasms of unbridled passion raced from her head to her toes. Greedily, she forced her hips up to meet his thrusts, wanting every inch of his long, thick cock inside her eager pussy. istanbul travesti The muscles in her vagina clinched even tighter around the thick shaft as her body began to jerk and shiver. A sound of pure unbridled passion burst forth as she exploded in a soul-shattering, mind-numbing climax. Her entire body became an extension of her pussy, and her pussy felt like molten passion. Darius began fucking her harder, faster and deeper until after one last powerful thrust, his body froze and he let out a triumphal roar. Terri moaned with delight as she felt his pent-up sperm blasting somewhere deep inside her body, filling it to overflowing with warm, thick cum. “Un-fucking-real,” he groaned. As the last tremors of his orgasm rolled away, Darius collapsed on top of her equally exhausted but very satisfied body. His own hard, sweaty, frame lay motionless and spent on top of hers. As she stroked Darius’s sweat-slick skin, Terri knew she had shared this amazing experience with someone very special and that despite what the old Terri had planned, for the new Terri, once could never be enough. To her surprise, she had no regrets. In factthe the only thing she might regret would be not doing this again and again. A gentle squeeze of her pussy disclosed a promising resistance from the semi-hard cock still conveniently lodged deep inside her tingling body. No time like the present, she decided, to begin getting more of what Darius had to offer. And what better way to get things started than with their first ever kis?. X x x The following week saw no change in the simmering feud between Terri and her husband. Any twinges of guilt were swept away by his crappy attitude. It made getting away with Darius for a repeat performance even more desirable. Unfortunately, setting it up proved harder than she had anticipated. Darius had some night classes, and couldn’t always work on her evening shift. Both of them being married made things even tougher. To Terri, it seemed like a long time coming, but things finally fell their way. Both had duty on an upcoming Saturday evening. Earlier that week, during a break at work, Darius said his wife would be out of town on a church choir trip. He suggested they get a motel room and use it both before and after work. It seemed like a great plan. She told Clay she wanted to check out some of the new stores near the hospital before going into work. As she’d expected, and hoped, he turned down her invitation to get up early on Saturday morning and go shopping with her. Then she said that to save the drive back and forth, she’d just take along her uniform and go straight to work and change there. It seemed like Saturday would never come. With each passing day, her excitement mounted. Once it arrived, however, the day proved more than worth the wait.

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