A week after attending the party, Cheryl said that Steven told her they had pictures of us naked and video of me. He began dropping by our apartment, sometimes unexpectedly. Inevitably, they would end up in her bedroom. Cheryl was nearing completion of her supervisory training and did what she could to maintain good relations with him. One such night the subject of those pictures and videos arose. I questioned him about what they were doing with them; and, he told me that I would have to ask his friend Kevin. He showed me a couple of my pics on his cell, that confirmed what Cheryl had told me, and said that Kevin wanted to see me again. I said that I had no interest in seeing him; and, Steven said that he strongly recommended that I do. He said that he gave Kevin my cell number.
A few days later, Kevin called and asked me to dinner. I said that I wanted to talk about the pics; and, he said we could talk about them at dinner two days later. I know I shouldn't have gone; but, dumb ole me! When he picked me up that night, he was driving a Mercedes SUV and took me to a very nice downtown restaurant on the river front. We ordered a bottle of wine and drank half of it before our entrees were served. We both ordered seafood, which was excellent. He was very entertaining and funny and told me about his background. He was about 6'2" and one of the blackest black men I have seen. He said that he was from Nigeria, where his father was a tribal chief. He was the youngest of seven children and, like his five older brothers, he was sent to America for a college education. After graduation, he started a couple of businesses and was a partner in two more with men I had met at the party. I asked about the businesses and he would only explain that they were related to nutrician and wellness. Eventually, I asked about the pics. He said that we couldn't discuss that at the restaurant but would talk afterwards.
After leaving the restaurant, he took me to his apartment in a high-rise building along the Detroit river. It was decorated in an African style motif with heads of animals on the walls and animal skins draped over the couch and on the wall. His family crest was on the wall with crossed spears. He went to the kitchen and returned with two drinks. He said that it was a celebratory drink from his homeland that was used to honor special occasions. He was giving it to me because "I was most beautiful". It tasted slightly bitter but not unpleasant. It was very relaxing and I my vagina started to itch. I asked again about the pics and this time he showed me a few on his phone, then projected some video on his tv screen. The vids showed me having passionate sex with four men including himself. It also appeared that it was consensual. He said that the vids were his treasures and would keep them private if I became his friend.
As I watched, he moved close to me on the couch and began caressing my arm and leg. My itching became more intense; and, I could feel my pussy lubricating and my nipples hardening. My brain was in a fog as he kissed me with thick lips and slid his tongue between my parted lips. His hand went under my skirt and fingers worked my pussy through my panties. He whispered compliments and sexual comments in my ear. He pulled my sweater over my head and my tits out of my bra and began sucking on them with his thick lips. He unzipped my skirt and pushed his hand under the waistband of my panties and his thick fingers into my wet pussy. It felt soo good but didn't relieve the itching. He encouraged me to free his cock from his pants and feel its warmth and strength. I felt very warm and aroused and needed little encouragement. After I had that big black cock in my hand and I pumped it a few times, he pulled my face close and rubbed his cock along my cheeks and lips. I licked it from top to bottom as he guided my face from his cock to his big black nuts. I licked them also before capturing his cock in my mouth. His cock was more than 10" long with a protruding vein that snaked along it. I sucked as much of that monster as I could get in my mouth. He told me to swallow as he tried to push it into my throat. No luck there, I wasn't ready yet. He finished taking my clothes off and led me to his bedroom. Like the living room, his bed had an animal skin for a comforter. It was wildly exotic.
Once on his bed, he licked and sucked on my pussy until I exploded. My orgasm was probably the strongest that I had ever experienced. I was literally seeing stars. Then he licked the cum from my legs and pussy and hovered over me while he guided his cock into me. He went slowly giving me time to adjust to his girth until he had stuffed me with every inch. Then he began long slow strokes. Each time, it felt like a bolt of electricity taking me from empty to stuffed to empty again, only empty craved to be stuffed again. When my hips began reaching for him, he changed to pulling out slowly then slamming back into me. That quickly drove me to my second orgasm. Then, he gave me his cock to lick clean. Next, he pulled me on top of him. He squeezed my tits and pulled on my nipples while I rode his cock to another orgasm. He still had not cum. He put me in the doggie position with my ass up and my head down and squirted a generous amount of lube in my ass. Then positioned his cock at its entrance and pressed his knobby head into me. He could get only half inside me and tried different angles to get deeper. The lube helped a lot and he kept trying until he was balls deep. Initially, I felt a lot of pressure and some pain but the drink also relaxed my muscles and the pain lessened as he found the right angle and went deeper. Once inside, I fucked him with my ass with short slow strokes until we both had another orgasm.
While driving me home, he thanked me for being his friend and told me not to worry about the pictures.
