Eleanor was grateful for the slow walk her sister Jessica was taking, as they advanced up the aisle towards the vicar and Jessica’s husband to be. She had been unhappy with the bridesmaid’s dress from the moment that her sister had picked it. Made from purple satin it was long and shaped to Eleanor’s curvy figure but due to the amount of material in the skirt it was also incredibly difficult to walk in. From the day that Jessica had picked it, Eleanor had been unhappy about the choice of dress, especially when she had been told to wear a pair of long stiletto heels with it. On their own, the heels would not have been a problem, Eleanor never wore anything below a 5 inch heel on a night out. Combined with the cut of the dress though it was a real neck breaker, and in the build up to the day of the wedding Eleanor had been having nightmares about that very possibility.

Just like Eleanor, Jessica had a curvy yet athletic build but unlike Eleanor she had saved herself for marriage. She had been a successful sportswoman and for most of her adult years she had committed herself to training at the expense of any relationships or lovers. It had even got to the stage where their mother had started to suggest that Jessica was gay and that the reason she never had a lover was concerns over how the family would react to a girlfriend. In contrast there had never been any questions about Eleanor’s preferences, from the moment she was old enough to understand, she had paraded a string of boyfriends. Her behaviour had been so blatant that it was an open secret in the family that Eleanor had been very sexually active and adventurous throughout her life.

Finally, the bridal party reached the end of the aisle and carefully, Eleanor came to a halt just a few inches behind her sister. As she watched, Eleanor marvelled at the contrast in colour between Jessica and her future husband, Rob. Jessica, who at 35, was five years older than her sister, had pale skin that appeared to be even more drained of colour by the whiteness of the dress she had been wearing. Meanwhile, her husband to be, who now approached Jessica from the front of the pews had skin that was as dark as night. A successful businessman who was approaching 40 years of age, he wore a black suit and shirt with a white tie. It was the kind of suit that a man could only get away with wearing if he was supremely confident in himself and there was no doubting that Rob had that confidence.

Casting her eyes to the right of Rob, Eleanor felt herself getting slightly wet as she watched the man who stood there. Eighteen years of age and carrying himself with the same confidence, stood Rob’s son Trey, the product of a previous relationship from when Rob had been a similar age. Trey turned his position to face his father and as he did so, he looked out over the assembled guests and in that moment his eyes settled on Eleanor. It was a fleeting glance, but it was enough for her to see that even though Trey’s face remained expressionless his eyes betrayed his thoughts. Trey was looking forward to the chance to strip Eleanor naked and fuck her. They both knew that it was something that the family would never approve of and so for once in her life Eleanor had a secret sex life.

It wasn’t supposed to work out that way, it had come about by complete accident, at least that is what Eleanor and Trey had tried to convince themselves. Six weeks earlier, Eleanor had been at home in her one-bedroom apartment, chilling out after a trip to the gym, when the phone had rung. It was Jessica, who was spending the evening with Rob and they were discussing plans for the wedding.

“I’ve got some magazines I want you to look at?” said Jessica. The phrase sounded like a question but Eleanor was wise enough to know that when it came to her wedding Jessica didn’t ask questions she made demands.

“Uuuhhuuuuu,” mumbled Eleanor knowing that there was no point in arguing.

“Good, Trey will drop them off shortly,” and with that Jessica ended the call.

Eleanor had noticed Trey from the first time she had met him. How could she not, he was an incredibly good-looking guy who seemed to have a string of girlfriends. He was also twelve years younger than Eleanor and as black as his father who would soon be her brother-in-law. If she was being honest with herself at the time Eleanor would have admitted that while she was not against having a black boyfriend, it was not exactly top of the list in terms of importance.

Half an hour later the doorbell buzzed and Eleanor rose from her seat and walked over to the entry system. Lifting the receiver as the small, black and white screen flickered to life, Eleanor could see that Trey was stood outside. Raising a red painted finger nail, Eleanor pressed the button to release the door lock and then headed towards the door. She only lived on the second floor and knew that it wouldn’t take Trey long to reach her front door. As she approached the door, Eleanor checked herself in the long mirror that hung from the wall in the hallway. It was not in the hope of making herself attractive for Trey but more a final check that she was dressed suitably. On looking she couldn’t help but admire herself for a moment, Eleanor was aware that she had a good figure and always enjoyed seeing it. Raising her hands, Eleanor smoothed down the denim, dungaree, dress she was wearing and checked that the small grey crop top she wore underneath didn’t make her nipples stand out. She hadn’t bothered with a bra, preferring the softness of the crop top for support after wearing a tight sports bra while at the gym.

Happy that she looked respectable, Eleanor approached the front door and taking a deep breath opened it. Her timing had been perfect, on the other side of the door stood Trey, his hand raised and finger extended as he reached to press the doorbell. He was wearing a tight black t-shirt that showed off his well toned, almost heavily muscled frame with a pair of smart, suit trousers. In his hands he held a small bundle of wedding magazines which Eleanor took possession of with a smile.

“While you’re here, do you want a drink?” Eleanor asked out of politeness more than anything else, hoping in part that he would say no.

“Ummm, yeah, I think I will, getting a breather from your sister and Dad would be useful right now.”

Using a wave of her hand Eleanor invited Trey into her apartment and as he stepped through the door he gave a slight smile. Trey had been to the apartment before but she still felt he was a stranger and so she led him through the hallway until she stopped outside the kitchen. As she stepped through the door, Eleanor noted how dark the kitchen had become with its small window that looked out onto an alleyway beyond. Pressing the switch for the lights they came on, flickered and a moment later there was a bang that’s threw the room back into partial darkness. “Damn!” exclaimed Eleanor as she confirmed that it was too dark to be able to make a drink without the light.

“Do you have any bulbs?” asked Trey and Eleanor nodded before pushing past him back into the hallway. Alone in the kitchen, Trey looked for something to step on so that he could reach the lights. Eleanor’s apartment was in an old building and while the kitchen was small the ceiling was unusually high. A noise in the doorway made him turn round and Trey saw Eleanor standing in the doorway, cast in silhouette by the light from the hallway, in her hand she held a small box.

“There’s a step ladder just down the side of the fridge,” Eleanor offered as she stepped into the room, “is there any chance you can change it for me I am a bit too short even with the ladder.”

Trey smiled at the question as he stared into the darkness at the side of the fridge. “Sure,” he replied as he found the item in question and carefully pulled it out. Unfolding it Trey positioned the ladder underneath the lights and then slowly climbed up to the top step. “I see what you mean,” he said acknowledging the fact that even on the top step he had to stretch up to reach the light. Eleanor only came up to Trey’s shoulder and so if he was struggling there would have been no chance of her being able to change the bulb.

Slowly and carefully, Trey removed the old bulb from its socket and then passed it down to Eleanor. Handing him the new bulb, Eleanor watched as Trey reached back up and fixed it into position, the light in the room immediately brightening as it was put into place. Happy with his work, Trey looked down to find Eleanor stood directly beneath him, her face level with his crotch, while she looked up at him in an almost admiring way. His mind filled for a moment with the thought of her sucking his cock and he grimaced awkwardly as he felt a rush of blood.

Seeing the look on Trey’s face, Eleanor wondered what the problem was and she glanced down to look around attempting to work out what was wrong. Instantly, Eleanor regretted her decision as she found herself looking directly at Trey’s groin. Her mind raced with the fantasy of pulling down Trey’s trousers and seeing the cock held within. “This is awkward,” she thought to herself before looking back up at Trey with an apologetic look on her face only to realise that Trey was clearly having the same thoughts. He shrugged his shoulder as his gentle smile beamed down at the woman who stood before him as he realised his cock was swelling even further.

Realising that the urge inside had quickly passed from something that he could ignore to something he needed to release, Trey held out a hand towards Eleanor. “Nobody need ever know,” Eleanor offered and Trey realised that the two of them were on the same page.

“Nobody need ever know, it is a one off and it can be our secret,” Trey replied, his breathing becoming shallow with expectation. As he watched, Eleanor took hold of his belt and gently tugged on it until the hole came free of the latch. The belt now open, she undid the buttons of the trousers and then slowly lowered the zip. Trey’s trousers fell open to reveal the front of his red boxer shorts inside and Eleanor carefully pushed her fingers and then her hand in under the elastic. Stroking her hand down the skin of Trey’s body her fingers found the tightly trimmed pubic hair of her soon to be lover. Then, just below that hair Eleanor found the base of the thickest cock she had ever touched. As she wrapped her fingers around it, Eleanor gasped in excitement and as she pulled it free of the soft material keeping it hidden her hand started to shake with nerves and excitement.

“I’ve never been with a white girl before, I hear you are the nastiest sluts.”

“Well that is true,” Eleanor said as she admired the large, black and rapidly swelling cock that now stood proudly before her. “Though while I have heard the stories I have never been particularly interested in black men, until now that is.”

Lifting the cock up and down while holding it close to the base, Eleanor marvelled at how the head seemed to move around almost as if it had a mind of its own. Then, keeping the tip steady for a moment she wrapped her lips around the top of the shaft, letting her tongue play gently over the tip at the same time.

Trey gasped at the sensation as Eleanor slowly played with his cock. Moving it, inch by inch deeper into her throat until only the last couple of inches of skin remained on display. “God, you’re good,” he moaned as Eleanor slid her lips back up the length of his tool until the only contact left was a gentle kiss on the very top of the head.

“It’s not difficult when I get to play with such a fine specimen,” whispered Eleanor before sinking her mouth back down onto Trey’s entire length. Placing his hands on the back of her head, Trey took a moment to hold his lover on his cock while he eagerly thrusted into her mouth. To his amazement, Eleanor coped with the throat fucking that she received, not once complaining or gagging as he slid in and out of her mouth.

Realising that if he carried on in this way he would shoot his load down her throat, Trey pulled Eleanor to her feet and then taking her by the hand led her out of the kitchen. “To the right,” she said as he paused for a moment in the doorway and a moment later they entered the living room. Seeing the sofa, Trey swung Eleanor round until the backs of her calves pressed up against the soft material of the seat. He unbuttoned her dungaree dress and pushed it down over her hips until it fell to the floor under its own gravity. Taking a step back, Trey took a moment to admire the body he had just revealed. Standing before him, Eleanor wore a tight, grey, crop top that allowed Trey to see how busty she was. Below that a thin waist gave way to wide hips and a muscular arse, crowned at the top by her pussy that was hidden behind a tiny, black, thong. Without her skirt, Eleanor parted her legs slightly and swayed on her hips while smiling at Trey, “I am so ready for your cock.”

Trey pulled Eleanor close to him again and reached down with a hand until he could push it under her thong and between her legs. The heat and wetness was intense and he pleasured in its touch as he gently placed two fingers inside of her. Feeling like a slut at the touch, Eleanor leaned forward and kissed Trey on the lips. The two of them embracing in an intense and passionate moment as the excitement built every higher within them. At the same time, Eleanor took hold of Trey, slowly moving her hand up and down his shaft, the pre-cum soaking her fingers as she played with the head.

Pushing Eleanor backwards so that she lost her balance while keeping her locked in the crook of one arm, Trey lowered her onto the sofa. Then, kneeling between her naturally splayed legs, he pulled the thong from her to reveal a wet hole crowned with a thin and well trimmed strip of pubic hair.

“Are you going to eat me?” asked Eleanor, her breathing now coming in short gasps at the thought of what might be to come. In reply, Trey grinned and then lowered his head quickly, opening his mouth and finding Eleanor’s clitoris with skill and efficiency he started to suck and lick on her hardened bud. The sensations that flowed through Eleanor as the tongue made contact with her pussy were intense and she gave out a small scream before wrapping her legs around her lover and pulling him in.

As he ate her, Trey pushed two fingers deep into her hole and for Eleanor it was too much. She had been thinking earlier in the day that it had been a few days since she had last had sex and now this young stud was expertly pleasuring her. She gasped and then her body tightened as her pussy sent pulses of pleasure through her before finally her mouth gave out a long and loud moan of orgasm.

Recovering slowly, Eleanor watched as Trey sat back on his heels and looked at her. His fingers, still buried deep inside. “You needed that?” he asked rhetorically and she bit her lip and nodded in reply.

“Let’s fuck,” she managed to say in between gasps of breath and Trey smiled at the offer.

“I don’t have any condoms on me, do you?” Trey replied and Eleanor shook her head in response. He looked around the room, wondering what to do before turning his attention back to his lover, “you could just suck me off?”

“Let’s fuck, please! I’m on the pill anyway,” there was a hint of desperation in Eleanor’s voice as Trey considered his options. Standing he dropped his trousers all the way to the floor before kicking them off and then, removing his top which he threw at his trousers, Trey knelt back down between Eleanor’s legs.

Looking down he considered the sight as he inched his cock towards the eager, waiting hole. “Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked as he brushed the head of his tool up and down the line of her labia.

“Black me, please!” replied Eleanor and with one push Trey split open her lips and thrust deep into her hole. The now deeply penetrated Eleanor gripped round Trey’s waist with her legs and tried to pull him ever deeper until, eventually, she felt like she would rip if he was to fill her anymore. From his locked in position, Trey thrust back and fore repeatedly into his new lover and he quickly realised that she was already on her way to a second orgasm. “I want you to cum with me,” Eleanor begged and Trey felt that he could only oblige. Pushing himself up with his legs, he positioned his body so that he could properly and aggressively pump in and out of her. Thrusting hard into her, Trey felt his orgasm building as Eleanor started to scream as she reached the precipice from which she would fall into waves of ecstasy. Finally, with one last thrust his body tightened and his balls released forth a strong and heavy stream of cum that filled the now fully orgasmic Eleanor.

Collapsing with exhaustion, Trey lay his head on Eleanor’s chest for a short while and suckled on a lonely looking nipple. Then, as he felt himself soften to the point that he naturally fell out of her now cum filled hole he dropped backwards to lie on the floor. He was breathing heavily and feeling unexpectedly drained as his soon to be step mother’s sister sat, legs open, on the sofa above him.

“Do you know when I said, nobody need ever know and you said it is a one off and can be our secret?” Eleanor had not moved from her position but spoke loud enough that Trey could clearly hear her as he lie on the floor beneath the sofa.

“Yeah?” replied Trey as he wondered where Eleanor was going with her point.

“How about if we scrap the one off bit?”

“I don’t follow what you mean?”

“Well…” said Eleanor, as she slid from the sofa and onto the floor so that she straddled Trey. Cum dripped gently from her, landing on his body as he felt his cock slowly starting to harden again at the feeling of being straddled by such a sexually alluring woman. “Well… how about we keep it a secret, nobody need ever know, in fact we can keep seeing other people if you want, but we’ll meet as regularly as possible for us to have some fun.”

Realising that he was already hard enough to have sex again, Trey grabbed Eleanor by the hips and pushed her down and onto his cock. “Let me think about it while you ride me,” he grinned.

This time, having already blown his load once, Trey had the stamina of a God while Eleanor, who was already past her first two orgasms was capable of cumming with every thrust. She rode what felt like not only an already large cock but one that continued to grow in size with every move. Her went hole accepting him without question as if it had been starved of sex for her entire life. As she reached a third orgasm, Trey bucked up into her so that she popped off of his hardness, leaving her throbbing and desperate for more.

Getting back to his feet, Trey lifted Eleanor off the floor in his strong arms and carried her through to the bedroom. There, he gently placed her onto the bed on her back before rolling her on to her stomach. Climbing onto the bed himself, Trey pulled on Eleanor’s hips so that they rose up, legs wide open and he was able to slide into her from behind. Mounting her, Trey pushed himself hard and deep into Eleanor, opening her up and making her scream with every thrust. Then, as she reached a crescendo of orgasm, her body went limp and Eleanor lost consciousness. Realising what was happening, Trey pulled himself out and lie Eleanor down on her side before lying down himself alongside her.

Playing idly with himself Trey waited for Eleanor to fully recover and she woke to find herself trembling and exhausted. “I’m sorry,” she said with a smile as she lifted her head to look at her lover, “I’ve never had that happen before.”

“I’ve seen it twice,” Trey reassured her, “you’re body needs time to recover now, so sleep for a bit.”

Reaching a hand to him, Eleanor kissed Trey on the side. “Thank you,” she said, “but I want to please you first.” At that she moved her head across until it fell into Trey’s lap, her free hand taking hold of his now semi-flacid penis and guiding it to her mouth. Trey felt himself getting hard again as the cock grew on the touch of her tongue and lips and soon he was feeling the pleasurable sensation of Eleanor sucking him off. It was an intense feeling and it was not long before Trey could feel his orgasm build up inside him. His balls tightened and his breathing became shallower before, a moment later, his cum flooded out into Eleanor’s eager mouth and he discovered the pleasure of her swallowing every drop.

“And now the groom, may kiss the bride!” Eleanor shook slightly as she realised how much she had zoned out with her memories of her first meeting with Trey. She glanced around to see that her  sister and new husband were now embracing in front of the vicar while the assembled  guests applauded and cheered their approval of the union. Jessica finished the kiss with her Rob and turning her head, smiled at her younger sister. Smiling back, Eleanor was still trying to centre herself in the room and as she did so she became aware of just how wet she was feeling between her legs. Casting a look over at Trey, she saw that he was smiling at his father and new step mother and clearly trying to avoid looking at his lover.

As the bride and groom turned to walk back up the aisle, Eleanor saw Trey approaching with a broad grin on his face. Taking her by the arm, he led her into the bridal procession directly behind Jessica and Rob, as would be expected of the Best Man and in this case the only Bridesmaid. Around them music blared out a celebratory song as Trey leaned in close, “have you been thinking about later?” he asked with a hint of naughtiness in his voice.

“I’ve been thinking about our first time, I am so wet,” Eleanor whispered back, “if only the other guests knew what we had planned.”

“I’d prefer it if they didn’t but I’d rather they know than not be able to fuck you.”

“I am 100% with that,” replied Eleanor, “and I hope you have something special lined up for tonight.”

Trey leaned away and smiled at the guests before waving at a couple he clearly knew. Then, leaning back in he grinned evilly, “I’ve even got a surprise for the reception, just a little something to make you think of me all the way through.”

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