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“**In previous chapter, Vaughn fucked his married white co-worker, Janet, thoroughly.”

*Chap. 1*

The following Monday morning, Janet’s husband, Steve had come home from his inpatient detox stay for heroin. He immediately tore into her about not coming to visit him over the weekend and refusing to sign him out early. Janet, having had the shit fucked out of her for the majority of the weekend by her big-dicked Black co-worker, listened to his childish diatribe then calmly told him that their marriage wasn’t working out the way she had envisioned and that she thought they might want to spend some time apart! Vaughn’s dick had seemingly opened up more than her pussy!

Steve’s mouth fell open as Janet then got up off the couch, brushed past him, and went into the rear of the apartment to the bedroom to finish getting dressed for work. She was looking forward to seeing Vaughn, today. After finishing work on Saturday, she had went home and gotten herself some sleep. She woke up at 11 p.m. that night feeling extremely horny. Steve had apparently left sometime during the evening. She had risked embarrassing herself and called Vaughn. He was awake and invited her over. She had let him fuck her damn near all night! She could not get enough of his big, Black dick stretching and pounding her accommodating pussy!

Janet finished dressing and exited the bedroom. Steve was sitting in the living room. His eyes flashed toward her hoping to see that her disposition had changed. It hadn’t.

“Steve, look, our marriage seems to be hitting the skids because you’ve decided that instead of being a responsible husband you’d rather lay your ass around the house while I work myself into a frenzy. I will not tolerate that shit in my husband! If you want to throw your life away and our marriage by continuing to shoot heroin, I have to leave! I’m going to work and by the time I get back, you had better made up your mind about what you want to do with yourself! If you want to sit on your ass all day and get high, please don’t be here when I return!” Janet said evenly yet forcefully. Over the weekend, she had come to the conclusion that she was no longer interested in taking care of a grown man. That’s not why she had gotten married! She realized that there were better experiences out in the world…and better dick!

Steve was speechless as she turned and walked out of their apartment, slamming the door behind her. He swore she had called him a ‘little dicked motherfucker’ just before closing the door.

*Chap. 2*

Erica, Janet’s shapely blonde co-worker, arrived at work a bit early on Monday morning. As she exited her car, she noticed that Vaughn and Janet’s car were in the parking lot. It was 7:50a.m. She walked into the building and walked to the administration office, looking for her friend, Janet. She was not there. Erica decided to walk towards the residential part of the building to find Janet before their shift started. She walked on the boy’s side and the girl’s side. Giving up, she returned the administration office and started her shift.

Janet walked in the office around 8:30 a.m. Her eyes were slightly glassy and her lipstick was smeared. Erica took one look at her and thought her friend was stoned! She quickly walked up to her and asked her to come into the back with her. Janet agreed, while walking on wobbly legs. Once they were out of earshot of the other employees, Erica inquired as to why she looked the way she did. Janet stated that she had not slept well over the weekend. The way she averted her eyes caused Erica to believe that she was lying, but she didn’t push the subject. She asked how Steve was. Janet hadn’t told her about Steve’s latest overdose. Janet answered that she would answer that question later. Erica suggested that her friend go to the bathroom and get herself together.

Erica walked back into the administration office and noticed that Vaughn had entered the office and was sifting through his daily correspondence. As he bent over to retrieve a file, Erica noted that his ass was nice and muscular. She liked that in a man. As he turned towards her, she noticed that he was perspiring lightly.

“Vaughn, are you hot or something? You’re sweating,” she asked.

“Uh…n-..yeah, I guess so. I didn’t really notice,” he said as he walked over a grabbed a few tissues from out of a box that was sitting on a desk near him and began to pat his forward. He noticed that Erica was still standing in front of him looking at him. She was 24 years old. Blonde hair. Attention-grabbing blue eyes. She was also petite with a flawless pair of 34C-cups that always seemed to sport hardened nipples under whatever she wore. She was 5′6″. She weighed about 130 pounds. She would often rub up against Vaughn or touch him when they talked. Vaughn had noticed her unrevealing work outfits many times on her nicely stacked frame. Unbeknownst to him, she had been attracted to him for months.

Erica had never been with a Black man but if she had to choose one, it would have been Vaughn. He was nonthreatening towards her and all her co-workers, plus he was sexy as all hell. Growing up, many of her friends had sat and discussed the myth of big, Black dick. Erica had often found herself watching the front of Vaughn’s slacks to discern the size of his bulge. She sensed that he was equipped with larger than average equipment. She was stuck between wondering if she should approach him (she knew he was involved, but didn’t give a fuck) or leave it as an interracial fantasy. She often thought of Vaughn late at night in her apartment when her and her vibrator became engaged in wet, sloppy pussy gymnastics.

Erica smiled at him before walking past him. As she breezed past him, she smelled the undeniable smell of pussy on him! She quickly turned her head and looked at him. Vaughn turned around and looked at her.

“What?” he asked.

“Nothing,” she said, unconvincingly. The sight of her disheveled friend, Janet, flashed through her brain, but she quickly put that out of her mind. Janet would never cheat on Steve! It wasn’t in her nature as far as she and Melinda knew. They considered Janet to be the prude of the three of them. Must be a coincidence, she thought as she turned and began filing papers on her desk. Soon afterward, Melinda called, and reported off with the flu. She told Erica that she would probably not be back for the rest of the week as she had a rock solid doctor’s excuse calling for bed rest. Janet told her that if she needed anything, not to hesitate to call her and that she would be over to see her after work.

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Throughout the morning, Erica noticed that Janet’s husband, Steve, called repeatedly and that Janet had not taken any of his calls. She wondered what was going on with those two. She felt that Janet rushed into marriage with this man because he represented a father figure image to her and for her lack of a relationship with her own father. It seemed like Janet had just met the man and suddenly she was talking about marriage. She never could figure out Steve could ever offer her friend.

At lunch, she found Janet sitting by herself in the cafeteria. She joined her and they began to talk about Janet’s weekend. Erica told her about Melinda calling off sick. Janet told Erica about Steve’s overdose. Erica was appropriately shocked that her friend was dealing with this disaster and holding up so well! Before she could begin ripping into Janet’s worthless husband, Janet surprised her by beating her to the punch. She had never heard Janet use foul language or talk negatively against her husband! This last incident must have pushed her over the edge, Erica concluded. It was quite sad that in addition to being a junkie, Steve had not been providing Janet any dick. Erica knew from her own experiences, she was addicted to dick. She didn’t sleep with everybody but she didn’t have to be in love with a man to fuck him.

Erica asked Janet what she was going to do about her and Steve’s relationship. Janet told her that she was fed up with wasting her time on a sinking ship. She wanted to jump ship. Erica was surprised! She would have thought that Janet would have wanted to play the Tammy Wynette role, once again. Her friend was getting some balls and some common sense. She told her that she would support her no matter the decision she came to. Janet thanked her and excused herself from the table.

Towards the end of the workday, Janet came up to Erica and asked if she would mind her sleeping over, if necessary. Janet told her that would be no problem as she had a two-bedroom apartment. The company would be welcomed. Janet told her it wasn’t a definite but that she might have to leave her apartment until if things didn’t work out with her husband. Erica admired her resolve.

Janet never called Erica that night. Over the next few days, Erica saw little of Janet, as she always seemed to be busy doing something. On Thursday morning, Erica arrived at work 20 minutes early. She noticed that Janet and Vaughn’s car were here, also. As she walked towards the staff lounge to get some coffee, she thought she heard voices. She slowed her pace and cocked her head to see which direction the voices were coming from. Vaughn’s office! She walked into the staff snack room and poured herself some coffee. As she was reaching to turn on the television, she thought she heard a moan. She froze and tried to discern where the sound was coming from. She noticed a vent next to the sink. She turned around and closed the door to the snack room and locked it. She then went over to the sink and knelt down. She heard breathing. Heavy breathing. And something else. A rather loud and coarse sucking sound! It was repetitive. Then she heard, faintly…

“Ohh shit! Oh baby! Mmmm…get that dick! Yes! Come on…faster! Oh..Oh..OHHHH!”

Erica recoiled from the wall and stumbled to her feet! She held her hand to her breast, breathing hard, and while walking in a small circle. She knew Vaughn was in there. But Janet, too?! She quickly left the staff snack room and walked to the administration area of the building. She was hoping to find Janet to dispel the unbelievable possibility that her friend was currently in a therapist’s office…a black therapist…blowing him! She did not see Janet in the admin. office. She exited the office and began walking towards the residential area of the building. Again, no luck! As she walked down the hallway, she saw Janet enter the bathroom. She waited in the hallway for a few minutes for Janet to exit. When she did, Erica noticed that she had applied new lipstick. Her eyes were still glazed and Erica became aware of something else, also. Her friend was walking as if her ass was hurting! She had been around Janet long enough to recognize that her friend’s gait was a little off. And for some reason, her ass looked fuller! Oh my God, it was true! Janet was fucking Vaughn! Her quiet, demure, prudish friend was getting some Black dick on the side!

Erica greeted her friend, warmly. Janet looked tired. Erica asked her how things were going between her and her husband. Janet replied that she had left her apartment, temporarily, and was staying with a friend. Erica didn’t bother to ask whom this friend was but let her know that if she still needed to come and stay with her, she was still welcome. Janet reached out and thanked her for her continued support. She asked Erica if she wanted to out on tomorrow night, which would be Friday night. Erica agreed that it would be a good idea to get out. Janet agreed that that would be a good idea, also. Soon afterwards, they parted ways and did not see each other for the rest of the day.

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The next day was a Friday, and once again, Erica arrived at work approximately 20-25 minutes early. She had reasoned that she was going to take care of some extra paperwork, but as she exited her car, she noticed that both Vaughn and Janet’s car were there, again. She decided to go to the snack room to see if she could hear any thing coming out of Vaughn’s office. When she entered the building, she made an attempt to find her friend, Janet, but soon realized that it was fruitless to pretend that she was anywhere but in Vaughn’s office getting some early morning dick. Erica still found it hard to believe that Janet was sneaking around on Steve.

Erica entered the snack room and closed the door, then locked it. She kept the light off and walked towards the sink. She bent down to determine if there were any noises coming from Vaughn’s office. At first, she heard nothing. After bending over for several minutes, she began to rise when she heard, “Ooooohhhhh…Ewwwwww…that’s it, slide that big dick into me, baby! You fuck me sooo good! Yesss! Mmmmm.”

“Oh my GOD! It’s true! She’s in there fucking Vaughn! I can’t believe it!” Erica mouthed silently to herself. She listened to her friend’s frenzied pleas for five minutes. When she finally stood up, she felt dizzy. Vaughn was in his office fucking the shit out of her girlfriend! She had never heard a woman moan so genuinely and pleadingly while having sex! She had heard Janet orgasm at least twice! To say it had turned her on was an understatement! “Unfuckingbelievable!” she said to herself as she adjusted her clothes before unlocking the door and walking out of the snack room. Her nipples were like beacons on her deliciously bouncy 34C’s. Her pussy had also become very moist. She headed to the bathroom to wipe herself.

Ten minutes later, at 8a.m., she saw Janet walking rather unsteadily towards the bathroom. She stayed in the bathroom for 15 minutes. When she came out, she looked presentable but had that glassy look to her eyes. Erica was slightly envious of her friend’s good fortune. By the way Janet had carried on in his office, he definitely had a BIG dick…and she wanted some of it!

At 8:30a.m., Vaughn walked into the administration office. His eyes found Erica’s looking at him as he went about his business. As he approached her desk, she boldly continued to gaze at him.

“Hello, Erica. How’s you’re day going?” Vaughn asked, wondering why her fine ass was looking at him like this. Did she know something? He hoped Erica hadn’t run her fucking mouth! But what if she did?

“Hello, Vaughn. My day is going well. I haven’t really seen much you in the past few days. Huddled up in the office, huh?” Erica asked, while turning up the side of her lips, looking away, and then back at him.

“I guess you could say that. I did let my paperwork get a little bit out of control. How have you been? What’s going on in your world?” he asked while taking a seat in the chair next to her desk.

“Not much, really. I told you a few weeks ago that my boyfriend went into the Marines, didn’t I?” she asked, knowing damn well she hadn’t.

“N-Naw, he went into the Marines? Like, he left for boot camp? In 2003? With all this shit going on with Iraq?” he replied, as he couldn’t help asking.

“Yeah, that would be him. Mr. Know-it-All. You’re the first person to really come out and say that. Everyone in my family and his skirt around the issue. It’s like they don’t realize that a ‘real’ war is happening! And he runs off with his impulsive ass and joins up without ever discussing it with me!” she said, starting to get a lil pissed.

“Men can be like that sometimes,” he said as he wondered how dude could leave a beautiful assed woman like this, alone!

“Tell me about it! Anyways, what are you doing this evening?” she asked suddenly.

“N-Nothing. I don’t have anything planned, why?” he asked cautiously.

“Well, Janet and I are going out for a few drinks tonight and since we’ve never socialized after work, I thought it would be cool if you could join us,” she said with an impish grin on her face.

“Well, let me get back to you on that. I’ll let you know by the end of the day, cool?” he asked.

“Cool, don’t forget Vaughn,” she said as she turned to the papers on her desk.

“I won’t, Erica,” he said as stood and walked away from her desk. He went to find Janet to see what the hell was going on!

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Vaughn found Erica on the girl’s side of the facility facilitating a group. When she was finished, she walked over to Vaughn. He asked her to come into a nearby office. She began smiling and dutifully followed him. Once the door was closed, Vaughn asked her if she had told Erica anything about their recent activities. Janet answered a vehement no as he explained Erica’s invitation for drinks, tonight. Janet thought he should accept, seeing as how he had never been out with any of the facility’s staff. Vaughn agreed. He bent forward and kissed her full on the lips. She automatically wrapped her arms around his neck. A knock on the door interrupted them. They exited the office having a ‘pretend’ conversation so as not to raise the interest of their fellow staff members who were milling about in the hallway.

At the end of the day, Vaughn approached Erica’s desk and told her he would join them at around 7p.m. Erica told him not to be late. He smiled and told her he would see her later. She replied that she would be waiting. Vaughn noticed the sexy, come-hither twinkle in her eye. He wondered what her lips would feel like wrapped around his thick dick as he boldly gazed at her lips. Vaughn turned away and went to his office to prepare to leave.

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As Janet and Erica prepared to leave the office, together, Erica noticed that her friend was still walking as if her ass was tender.

“Janet, are you okay? I’ve noticed that you seem to be walking with a little tenderly, today,” Erica said while fully knowing the truth…her friend’s pussy had been stretched out by Vaughn!

“I’m okay, I must have wrenched my back or something while I slept last night,” Janet said unconvincingly. This was not a subject she was prepared to talk about, just yet.

“What time are you going to meet me?” Janet said, quickly changing the subject.

“How about 6:30 or 7? I want to go home and shower and change into my week-end clothes,” Erica answered as she approached her car and unlocked it.

“Me too. I’ll see you there, then” Janet said before climbing into her car and starting the engine.

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Janet arrived home to a sulking Steve. Over the course of the last few days, Janet had kept her distance from him. She always found a way to get out of the house, as she did not want to be bothered with him. She had told him that she was staying over at Erica’s house for the last few nights. She knew that he knew Erica didn’t particularly care for him, so she wasn’t worried about him calling her over there. Meanwhile, each night, she had ended up over at Vaughn’s town home getting the stuffing rearranged in her pussy by his BIG dick! She didn’t feel the least bit guilty as she knew it was a matter of time before she packed her bags and got away from Steve, for good.

Steve followed her around the apartment as she first had a small bite to eat, then showered, and finally as she got herself together to join her friend, Erica. Steve began to get boisterous as she slipped on the only nice dress she had. He told her that she wasn’t leaving the house! He also told her that he was tired of her leaving him alone in the house. Janet held up her hand to halt his monologue, and informed him of the things she was tired of: not paying his share of the bills, not coming home for days, other women calling her house looking for him, not giving her regular dick, stealing money out of her purse, etc. By the time she was done, Steve was once again begging for her forgiveness. She gathered her purse and keys and told Steve to get his shit together or get out! Steve didn’t have the nerve to say anything to her after that. She left soon afterwards, burning rubber in the parking lot!

“No, it’s for you.” At that he turned red and looked away from her. “I thought we could try it.”

She was intrigued. Galen was normally very sure of himself when it came to their lovemaking. Did he have doubts that she would say no to him?”

“I knew it was for me silly. Although, you might want to think about trying it to. I understand there’s some type of male G-spot back there.”

He looked relieved and terrified at once.

He then hauled out a large wooden and leather box with an attached lock. “It’s for our collection of toys.” Ridiculously, she grew misty eyed. Apparently he’d decided that they would have a collection together. Inside she found a second smaller box with a small ring tied with a ribbon.

“What’s this?”

He blushed again. “It’s a new ring for your piercing.”

She reached over the side of the bed and grabbed her bag from the floor. Reaching in, she pulled out the contents one by one.

A pair of nipple clamps, a clitoral stimulator shaped like a bee, with straps to go over the thighs, a black suede ribbon and a selection of cock rings for him.

“What are those for? They look dangerous.” And they did look dangerous, there were metal ones, leather ones and a studded leather one. You use them to control an erection, but I just want to see you in one. I love they way they look.

As much as she gave of herself to him, he knew that he wouldn’t be able to say no.

She persuaded Galen to take off his clothes and lie back on the bed. She slid the studded leather cock ring around his cock and under his balls and made sure the Velcro was securely attached.

She was right, he was glorious in one.

“I don’t see what the charm is in this darlin’.”

“I do.” She could feel her clit and pussy lips engorge and wanted to slide herself on him.

Next he attached the nipple clamps to her already erect nipples. Twisting the screw, he applied just enough pressure until she asked him to stop. Raija then stood on the side of the bed as she strapped the stimulator around her thighs and placed the vibrating nub right on her clit.

Galen thought it looked as sexy as hell, all strapped on, covering her mound. She sat back in a low, wide chair and spread her legs. She flicked the switch and winked at him.

She never failed to amaze him. Here she was, putting on a show for him, pleasuring herself with him in mind. He reached down to stroke himself, his skin hot and sensitive to the touch. He wanted her in his lap, using him to pleasure herself. He wasn’t insecure, but was rather jealous. He wanted to know that he was the one bringing her pleasure, even as he enjoyed watching her take herself.

Raija watched him through lowered lids, his hand slow and steady as fluid leaked out his tip. All her senses were heightened, from a combination of watching him, the vibrations and the clamps. She stood, turned off the stimulator and removed it and walked over to the bed, crawling up between his legs until she was even with his cock. She inhaled the scent of his balls and she buried her nose in the crease of his thigh.

She gently took one ball into her mouth and tongued it before moving on to the other ball. She replaced her mouth with her hand and lightly grasped them. Galen moaned deep in his throat and arched his hips off the bed.

She trailed her tongue up his shaft, lingering over the head and lapping up the small amount of fluid that had gathered there before taking the entire head into her mouth. She sat still for a moment before taking more of him into her mouth and then slowly sliding him back out. She wrapped her tongue around the head on every down stroke and suctioned her jaws, creating a tight fit.

Her mouth felt so good wrapped around him and it only got better when she wrapped on hand around the base of his cock and focused solely on the top third. Her mouth rapidly moved over him, in and out, over and over. His hands grabbed the sheets and curled reflexively before driving into her hair.

She began stroking her hand up and down in time with her mouth and his hands grasped her head as his hips began moving to meet her mouth. She stopped all her motions, leaving his hips driving up into the air. She looked up at him and winked and he began thrusting into her mouth, taking it in the same way he wanted to take her pussy.

“Honey, I’m going to cum.” It was more a warning than anything else and she continued her motions, picking up the pace.

Galen shot into her mouth, giving himself over to her ministrations. She swallowed as much as possible, keeping him in her mouth as he softened. She kissed his flaccid cock and gave it one last suck before moving up his body.

She stopped at his nipples and grazed them with her teeth before suckling one into her mouth. She then nipped one sharply with her teeth, gratified when she felt him twitch against her bottom. Galen raised his eyes at his body’s reaction and didn’t know whether to thank the cock ring, Raija’s talents or her sharp teeth.

She moved up to his mouth and bathed his lower lip with her tongue. He opened his mouth and she sighed before tangling her tongue with his. Galen could taste himself in her mouth and was pleasantly surprised by the taste of his cum.

Raija kissed him on the nose and settled herself

firmly against him. Galen took initiative and spread her legs, driving his growing erection into her. She moaned against his mouth, taking the pleasure inside her. It took only a few thrusts for her orgasm to flow through her. Galen removed her nipple clamps and bathed her nipples with his tongue. She dropped off to sleep with Galen still hard inside her.

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Raija followed the directions Galen had supplied and drove to his parent’s home. The door was answered by Rob, who smiled at her. “Hey Galen, your lady is here.”

Raija blushed as several people turned to stare at her. “Jerk!” she teased Rob. She was wearing a long crinkly brown skirt that appeared to be made of some velvet type material, a brown wrap sweater and knee length boots.

Rob was staring at the material and reached out stroking his hand along her thigh. He grinned at her, “I like this material. What’s it called?” His wife walked up just then and pinched his arm.

“You can stop feeling up Raija at any time now, stud.” Rob looked guiltily at his wife before bursting into laughter.

Raija met Galen’s parents and Lord was his father handsome. An older, sexier version of Galen stood before her smiling. She blushed. What was it about those Dunne men? His mother was tall with full womanly curves. Although she was perfectly proportioned with a beautiful waistline, she’d be considered fat by many people.

Galen appeared behind Raija, and wrapped her in his arms. He kissed the side of her neck and his parents stared at him in shock. Raija elbowed him in the stomach.

“What?”

His father spoke first, “We haven’t seen you affectionate with a woman that way in a long time is all.”

“Get used to it.”

He was growing harder than she had ever felt with her talk of being with other men, with dark skin sexual beasts. And then came the knock upon the door.

It was loud and echoed throughout the house.

At that point realization hit him, as he looked up at her. Her smile was great and she leaned down and kissed him.

“Don’t you want to watch? It is up to you, baby, I’m happy either way.” she looked him in his eyes as she began stroking him again.

He looked over at the video camera and realized it was pointing at the bed, not at the chair where he and she were. Again he stared into her eyes, and he kissed her back hard, biting her lower lip.

His passion was unmistakable and his desire unfulfilled. She ventured to the front door and opened it after peeking out, two heavy voices could be heard from the other room, and it seems she had already explained to them the situation as they were expecting to be told to go.

Instead she told them to stay, and he could tell by their speech and lack of proper grammar that they were likely just a couple of inner city kids out having a good time. He unlocked the handcuffs, and tossed them under the bed.

He sat back and waited for what seemed like an eternity as she brought them inside, they pretty much ignored him as he sat there in boxers now, watching.

She turned on the camera, and they began removing their clothes.

They were out to have a good time alright, as they were about to taste the fruits of a classy white working woman.

That excited him almost as much as it did her.

They were now down to their shorts, as the larger man pulled his down revealing an enormous erection. He was thick all around and quite long. She kneeled down as the other removed her top, and she looked over at him before kissing the head of his cock.

The guy let out a soft moan, as her lover watched her take the enormous dark cock into her mouth, making love to it with her tongue. She was into it, rolling it around and slapping it against her face gently.

She seemed more into that blow job than any one he had ever given her, and he found himself absently stroking himself, watching as the one behind her unzipped her miniskirt, and pulled it down exposing her ass.

He began kissing it and slapped it at one point, and she smiled as she stroked and sucked the other. He slowly pulled down her panties now, and slid his finger inside of her, and commented to her. “Damn yer pink pussy fuckin wet.” And he soon began licking it, and sticking a finger into her ass.

She moaned in between licking the other guy’s cock, and he was now pulling on her head and slamming into her mouth. “Oh ya like ya ass played with,” he said to her as he slid his tongue in and out of it, rubbing her clit. He pulled down his boxers, and moved up underneath her.

She began sucking him harder, and the guy grabbed some lubricant from the floor and smeared it all over his incredibly thin and long member. He propped her ass cheeks open while kissing on her nipples underneath her.

Her lover sat there watching, beating off now for the second time, as he saw his love slowly take a long black cock into her ass, while sucking on one, thought it was more like she was having one forced into her mouth.

She seemed in control, though, as she started bouncing up and down on his cock, sliding it all the way into her ass, and he could see it disappear, the stark contrast of the dark meat and her pale skin bringing him to a second orgasm as the guy began moaning about cumming inside of her.

He kind of went limp and laid there on the ground, with his cock still in her ass, she pulled the bigger man’s dick out of her mouth and stroked it, jerking it off all over her mouth and tits, much to his delight, by this time her lover was now climaxing for the third time, seeing the load spray out over her chin and lips, and drip down her breasts. He could also see when she moved at times the thick fluid pouring out of her rear.

She slid off of them, and they got dressed and quickly left. She shut the door, still naked with only fishnet stockings on, and she walked over to him, and whispered into his ear.

“Now, I want you to fill my other hole.”

She climbed onto the chair, and slid her swollen lips around his cock, and began bouncing up and down on it, whispering into his ear about how she loved the taste of their cocks, but nothing filled her like him. He began moaning and pulling on her hair as he exploded.

He sprayed his warm liquid into her, filling her warm and soaked pussy with himself. She loved the feeling of being shot into.

Nothing was quite like it, taking all of a man into you, and swallowing it, be it his cock, tongue, or cum.

She began kissing him softly, and with as much strength as he could muster, he carried her to the shower, and turned it on, slipping her in and following her.

He laid down on the floor, and she dropped to her knees sucking on his flaccid penis, bringing it back to life, feeling it swell in between her lips.

With that she turned to face the shower head, and as it washed away the makeup and the bodily fluid on her chest, she bounced up and down on his cock once more, making love to him underneath the waterfall.

They slept soundly that evening, her in his arms, and his in her own. As she was dozing off, he whispered into her ear, “You don’t play fair, now I have to get even.”

She only smiled up at him and said, “I love you.”

“You too,” and with that sleep bested them both.

“I know it wasn’t, Honey,” I said, releasing his spent dick and quickly scooting off the bed. “Accidents happen. I’ll just go in the bathroom and clean up. Then, if you’re still up to it, maybe we can get serious about this kinky fooling around while watching pornos.”

I was no sooner in the bathroom with the door closed then my sperm coated hand was being licked clean of it’s slimy glaze. I was my very first taste of cum and I found it not unpleasant: rather bland, for the most part, with a faint, yet unmistakable muskiness of sex mixed in. Of course, what was on my hand was from my husband’s second and third ejaculations and I scraped the cum from my face to find out if his first jet was possibly any stronger. It was, but not much stronger. ‘I wonder if black men produce stronger tasting, more potent cum from their big black balls’ I thought as I turned on the tap so Brian would hear water running. He really didn’t need to know his nice, proper, petite, white wife had just cleaned his slimy cum from her hand and face orally, like a good white slut should.

“The tapes must have gotten mixed up in their covers at the video store,” Brain said as I came back into the bedroom, wet washrag in hand. “There hasn’t been any other kind of scene except for black men and white women.”

“It’s okay, Honey, sex is sex, right?” I knelt on the bed and wrapped the washrag around his sticky, deflated dick. “How about if I clean you all up then suck on it a little bit while we watch whatever comes on?” I didn’t want to wash his dick off, I wanted to suck it clean, but I didn’t want to push things too far, too fast.

Promising to ’suck on it a little bit’ did the trick and Brian went back to watching the black on white sex as I sucked his limp dick. As I sucked, I wasn’t sure if it was my oral ministrations or what he was watching, but his dick began to come alive quicker then it ever had before. Soon, it was right up to it’s ‘raging” six inches and I decided to give him a treat. With my gaze glued to the brunette orally servicing the black man on the TV screen, I began sucking his dick right along with her.

Brian was moaning and moving his ass, trying to fuck my sucking mouth. This wasn’t what I wanted, so I leaned my shoulder on his hips and slowed my sucking. I wanted something else. I wanted what the lucky brunette was going to get, and I wanted it bad. I wasn’t going to get everything she got, not from my husband’s meager six inches. But, I would make do with what was available to me at the moment.

When the brunette released her oral hold on the black man and spun around, presenting her white ass to him, I pulled my mouth of my husband’s dick and got up on my hands and knees. “Do me like he’s going to do to her, Honey,” I heatedly urged Brian. “I want to find out what she finds so good about doing it doggie style.” Brian was up, kneeling behind me, and then inside me before the lucky brunette had even taken half of that long black cock into her cunt. “Go slow, Honey,” I requested. “Let’s see if you can last as long in me as I’m sure he’s going to last in her.” There was no way my husband could last as long as the black guy was going to, not even after cumming once already, but it was worth a try.

Brian surprised me, he actually last about twice as long as I though he might, before he groaned, “Babycakes, I’m going to…”

“No!” I very nearly shouted and quickly pulled off of his dick. I reached back and fiercely clamped my fist around his dick. “Not yet, Honey. Just a few more minutes, please.”

“Oh God, I don’t know if I can hold back any long…”"

I squeezed his dick harder. “Please don’t, Honey. I want to feel you shoot in me when he let’s her have his big load. Pleeeeease!”

With my fist clamped around his dick like a vise, working my fingers just enough to keep him right on the edge, Brian managed to hold back his ejaculation long enough for the black man to pull his big, thick cock out of the brunette’s stretched cunt. I quickly pulled my husband’s dick to my hungry cunt and lunged back onto it. Brian’s dick went as far into me as it would go and he blew his nuts just as the black man spewed his cum on the brunette’s pussy. And, with poor Brian falling forward onto my back in total exhaustion, I enviously watched the black man bury his marvelous cock back in the lucky brunette’s dripping cunt and thrust and buck like a wild bronco as he emptied the rest of his huge load into her.

Brian never got to watch the third tape, nor the rented tape of his I had substituted for one of mine, because he was sound asleep. More like passed out, actually. But I did, fantasizing and masturbating along with the dozen interracial scenes being offered in them.

I put all of the tapes back in their correct covers, turned off the TV and the nightstand lamp, retrieved my wet panties from under my pillow, then closed and locked the bathroom door behind me. I hid my video in the bottom of the hamper until I could put it back with the rest of my collection–in the deep space under a loose board I had discovered beneath the carpet in our closet. Apparently, someone who had owned the house before us had used it for a hiding place, too, because the space between the floor joist was free of spider webs, dry, and nicely lined. I figured the secretive person had to have been a woman. A man never would have considered lining his hide-away hole with very pretty rose print shelf paper.

I sat on the toilet with my soiled panties in my hand and looked at the mess I had made of them. Having cum at least four times in them, the crotch was utterly drenched with my cum juice. I brought them to my nose and sniffed. My nostrils instantly flared. I liked the smell of my cum. I tentatively touched my tongue to the wetness and a hard shiver raced through me. I liked the taste of my own cunt, especially the distinctive tang of the cum juice that had literally flowed out of my cunt into these soiled panties.

I leaned back against the tank, spread my legs wide, put my panties in my mouth, and shoved both of my hands between my legs. I started sucking on my panties and masturbating. I ravenously sucked the succulent cum juice from the crotch of my panties and masturbated furiously, cumming five times in rapid succession before I had sucked until I could only taste cloth. ‘Only one thing could have made my masturbation even nicer’, I thought as I put my semi-clean panties in the hamper. ‘If a big black cock had been furiously fucking into my slutty cunt as I sucked my own cum juice from the sodden crotch of my own panties’.

I slipped back into bed beside my loudly snoring husband with one thought foremost in my fantasizing mind; I was going to have some big black cock for myself. And, I was damned sure going to have it a hell of a lot sooner, then very much later.

“To be continued…”