One night a couple of years ago, after my husband, Ronnie, and I had had a few too many drinks, he asked me if I would do him a big favor. What he wanted was to see one of his coworkers fuck me. We had been married for 11 years, and he had never before made such a request.
I was stunned. I was about to turn him down flat, when another idea occurred to me. “Under one condition,” I said. “I get to watch a friend of my choice do you first. If you cooperate, I’ll let your friend do me.” I thought for sure that would discourage him, but it didn’t work.
“It’s a deal!” Ronnie said. “Who have you got picked out for me?”
When I told him it was Alice, our next-door neighbor, he didn’t seem too pleased. Alice had been separated from her husband for a number of years. She was no movie star, nor did she have the figure of a model. She was ten years older than Ronnie and not in the best of shape, but she sure was cock-crazy. Ronnie must have wanted to see me with his friend pretty badly, because he finally agreed to Alice.
When I approached Alice about her having some fun with my husband, she jumped at the chance. It was a Sunday afternoon when Alice came over, dressed in a very short skirt and heels. The skirt was so short that her stocking tops were visible. I thought she probably had a few drinks in her as she sat next to Ronnie on the couch.
It only took a few seconds for her to make a move on my husband, and before he knew it she was French-kissing him. Ronnie appeared a little uncooperative at first, but it didn’t take long for him to get warmed up. I watched as Alice’s hand went to his crotch. I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised to see that he had a hard-on. He is only a man, after all.
Alice did not waste time as she undid Ronnie’s belt and unzipped his pants. Within seconds his manhood was out in the open, and hard as a brick. I watched my neighbor play with Ronnie’s dick, and then lower her head and take it deep into her mouth.
Ronnie was not bashful either; as his cock was being sucked, he slipped his right hand under Alice’s skirt. Alice opened her legs wide. I could see her stocking tops and garter straps, but what caught my eye was that she was not wearing any panties. Ronnie’s finger went right for her slit, and in a minute he was finger-fucking her. They both exploded at the same time, their bodies spasming wildly, and Alice took my husband’s entire load down her throat.
I had enjoyed the show, but now I knew I had to keep my part of the deal.
It was the following Saturday when Ronnie informed me that his friend Curt would be over that evening to have some fun with me. I thought I was ready for anything, but I received a real surprise when Curt turned out to be only 19 years of age, a whole 15 years younger than I was. But the biggest surprise was that he was black. I had never had a black man before.
Curt seemed to be a pleasant chap, talkative and well mannered. The more time we spent talking, the more attractive he began to look to me. He was over six feet tall, about 180 pounds, and well muscled. Attractive as he was, I was still a bit nervous, not knowing just what to expect. But I was going to find out quickly.
Finally Ronnie must have given him some kind of signal, for Curt now got to his feet and moved in front of me. “Do you want to take your clothes off, or do you want me to take them off for you?” he asked me.
“You first,” I replied.
Curt didn’t hesitate. He began to unbutton his shirt, asking me as he did so, “Ever see a black man naked?” I just shook my head. Curt kicked off his shoes and opened his belt, but before pulling his trousers down he removed his shirt, showing me his bare chest. Then down came the trousers, and he stood in front of me in just his blue jockey shorts. His body was truly magnificent to behold.
My eyes were glued to his crotch; the bulge there was large, and growing larger. He just stood there in front of me with his hands on his hips. He was purposely teasing me, I thought; he knew damn well I wanted to see what was in his shorts. There wasn’t a sound in the room as I stared at the sight of that hidden treasure. “What are you waiting for?” I said finally. “Take those shorts off.” Then, as if in slow motion, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of the shorts. When they came down, there in front of me was his huge black uncircumcised cock. It was still only semierect, but it already had to be eight inches in length.
Curt reached out to me with both hands, helping me to my feet and pulling me closer to him. Then he began to undo my blouse buttons. I was butter in his hands as he pushed my blouse off my shoulders. I felt him looking at my covered breasts. It didn’t take him long to remove my skirt, and then my white bra. When he pulled me into his chest to kiss me, I could feel his throbbing pole up against my stomach, twitching and jerking slightly between our bodies. When he released me he stooped slightly to pull my panties down. I then saw that his cock had gotten still bigger. He must have had 10 inches of hard dick waiting for me.
I was so excited that I almost completely forgot that Ronnie was still in the room with us, until he stood up and said that we should now adjourn to the bedroom.
In the bedroom I got on the bed and lay flat on my back. Curt hovered over me, kissing and nibbling at my lips. Then before I knew it his mouth was at my vagina, driving me insane. I climaxed within seconds.
Then he was on top of me, missionary-style, and I felt his huge cock enter my slit. He was very gentle at first, but within a few minutes he was slamming that meat into me. I could hear him panting and moaning. Then it happened. I felt a volcano erupt within me, and seconds later I was coming wildly, tossing and groaning with pleasure. I was still coming when I felt Curt spurting inside me.
When I came to my senses I looked over at my husband, just in time to watch him stroke himself to orgasm as he sat at the edge of the bed. All three of us really enjoyed ourselves that night.
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