Thanksgiving Tryst

The day before Thanksgiving rolled around and the house was filling up more and more. More pasty white relatives bringing bland flavorless food. Tisha helped out in the kitchen chopping and peeling, while keeping an eye out for James.

He seemed to be avoiding her: finding an excuse to walk out of a room whenever she walked in, turning around in the hallway when she was walking down it, pretending to get calls on his phone. Did he think she was going to confront him? Accuse him? Blackmail him?

It was a shame, because all she wanted to do was fuck him.

Eventually she found him sitting at a table by himself, peeling a sack of potatoes and looking sullen.

"Hey." She said, grabbing a peeler and sitting down.

"Uh... Hey." James responded looking furtively around for an escape.

"You ok bro? You look like you're about to shit your pants."

"I... whew...I am so sorry for last night." He started, looking as if he was reciting something he had been working on all day. "I was drunk and I thought you were Laronda. I know that's no excuse for what I did, but I just want you to know. If you never want to speak to me again, or want to tell Laronda, or... I understand..."

So he didn't tell her yet. That's good.

"Why are you sorry?" Tisha said, meeting his eyes with an intense stare as she slowly peeled a long potato. "You asked if I wanted it, and I said yes."

"...But... I..."

"Shh. The only thing you have to apologize for is running out so fast. It's rude, you know, to give a girl such a good time, but then leave before she gets a taste." Tisha held the potato gently, tapping her long white nails against it.

"But Tish I'm married and-"

"And how much sex has that gotten you lately? Be honest. We all have needs."

James looked down, his pale cheeks reddening..

"Exactly. You showed me the best time I have had in weeks. The least I can do is return the favor." She ran her long dark fingers up and down the potato, never breaking his gaze.

Before James could protest, Aaron ran into the room.

"Daddy! Daddy! Come see what 'Rocia and I did."

"Son, I was talking with your auntie Tish here."

"But daddy COME ON! It won't last long, you have to come NOW!"

Tish smiled and nodded. James set down the peeler and walked out of the room. Tisha couldn't help but notice the bulge in his pants.

***

Around 4 o'clock that day, Tisha got her opening.

She had left the bathroom door open just a crack so she heard when James called out to Laronda.

"I'm just gonna rinse off real quick before dinner."

Perfect. She waited until she heard the shower running and then waltzed into the bathroom completely nude, chocolate skin shimmering in the moist air. She made sure to lock the far door so Laronda couldn't interrupt.

"Hello?" said James quietly from behind the shower curtain.

Tisha wasted no time. She whipped back the curtain.

"Wha-?" James said, glancing in fear to the far door, but Tisha shushed him, putting her hand to his lips and admiring his naked body.

He had the thin lean muscle of a gazelle, the neatly trimmed chest hair like a field of hay, and the jaw of a statue.

But Tisha's eyes stuck on the main event. What Laronda had been bragging about since she started dating him. The cock of a horse. It hung there limp, but she would make sure it wouldn't stay that way long.

She stepped in the shower with him, backing him up to the wall. She stood on tip toes and whispered in his ear, her hard perky tits brushing lightly against his chest hairs.

"I told you I would get you back."

James stood there in shock as Tisha slowly kissed his neck, trailing down his sternum, past his pecs and abs, to stop right above his shaft.

And what a magnificent shaft it was. As wide as Tisha's wrist and quickly growing to be nearly as long as her forearm. She picked it up with her hand and felt its weight, her long dark fingers curling around its pale white girth.

As she knelt, she looked up at James with her deep brown eyes. "Just tell me if you want me to stop."

“I- I…. mmm.”

He looked down in desperation as she slowly raised his dick to her mouth and stuck her tongue out to gently lick the tip, never breaking eye contact.

"Mmmph" he said as his cock twitched in response to her tongue.

Tisha slowly wrapped her fingers around his shaft, her long white nails clicking as she did and began stoking it ever so slowly. It was already wet from the shower so her hand moved easily over it.

As she did, she marveled at how thick it was, how stiff it felt in her hand. God she wanted it inside her so bad! Every muscle in her body was screaming at her to climb up into his arms and lower herself onto his erect girth. But she held her ground, she didn't dare risk scaring James away again.

Just give him a taste of what he could have.

Instead her other hand slipped down between her slender thighs and started massaging the already tender stickiness between her legs as her lips approached his cock again.

Now it was fully erect and twitching at the slightest touch, so she was gentle. She started by giving the head a long passionate kiss. She felt the skin of it stretch as it pulsed again, straining to get even larger.

"Aaaaaaa..." James let out a quiet moan. Damn this boy must be starved for it, he was about to cum before she even got a real taste!

Opening her jaw wider, she took the whole head into her mouth. His girth filled her mouth almost entirely, like a bite of a hoagie sandwich. She slid her tongue out to caress the underside of his cock and his whole body stiffened with pleasure.

James's hands reached down to grab her shoulders. She looked up to see if he was trying to get her to stop, but he was just steading himself as the pleasure washed over him.

Tisha started to move her head back and forth, slowly taking more and more of his girth into her mouth. A less experienced girl might have choked at that point. But Tisha was a planner, and had trained away her gag reflex for just a moment like this.

With a deep breath through her nose she pushed onwards, drawing James through her mouth and into her throat. His hands were already white knuckled holding onto her bony shoulders. Then, when she could feel him filling the back of her throat, when she could see that he was using every bit of his self control to hold it in, she broke out her secret weapon.

She swallowed.

It was not the most comfortable for her, but the sudden tightening of the powerful muscles in the back of her esophagus sent him into a seizure of pleasure.

"Fuck! I can't stop it, I'm gonna hah aah!" James said a bit too loudly.

"You okay in there dear?" Tisha heard Laronda call, at the same moment that she felt James's cum start spewing down her throat.

His face let out a silent scream. He tried to speak but it just came out as a moan.

"I- Aaah ff- faa f..ine."

"What?" Laronda called over the noise of the fan and the shower. James started to pull away, but Tisha grabbed his ass and held him far down her throat as more of his hot seed spread into her. She swished her tongue back and forth along his shaft and he let out a hiss of pleasure.

Laronda rattled the door handle and found it locked. That seemed to put a full damper on James's mood. That and the fact that he seemed to have finally run out of cum.

"I'm f-fine. Sorry, just st- stubbed my mmmhm toe." he said as he extracted his still quivering cock from Tisha's mouth.

She wiped her lips and, with a wink, snuck back into her room and closed the door.

Wednesday: Quid Pro Quo