In past visits, I always met her at her store, but this time for some unknown reason, I came to her house. I knocked, firmly. The door opened and she said, “You’re early Ba… Oh, Grey! What a surprise!”
Clearly my surprise visit was ill timed. In a feeble attempt to recover, I muttered, “I was in the neighborhood, so I thought I’d surprise you with some flowers. “
Dressed in a fluffy robe, hair up in a towel, “Well, you certainly did! Come on in!”
Handing her the bouquet, I said, “I should just go. Obviously you have plans, so, why don’t you take these and I’ll be on my way.”
“Nonsense!” she said, grabbing me by the lapels and pulling me inside. Still holding me by the jacket, she planted a wet, sloppy kiss on my mouth, her tongue exploring deep. “You’ve been a very bad boy, not giving me a heads up that you were going to be in town.” She said. “And for that you will be punished.”
Normally, she is the submissive when we get together, following my lead and getting rewarded by several digitally and orally induced orgasms, but not tonight! Since I had violated the unwritten rule by not calling ahead, I felt it best just to follow her lead. I knew she went out with other guys, usually getting laid in the process. She had described several of her liaisons in lurid detail over the months that we corresponded, both before, and after, we met. “You will stay here and do as you are told.”
“Yes Mistress!” I replied, as she let her robe fall open, revealing those luscious freckled breasts. Dropping to her knees, she unzipped my pants, pulled out my semi-rigid cock and began to suck on it. My hands automatically went to the back of her head.
Slapping them away, she shook her head, mumbling “No hands!” With her nose mashed against my pubic bone and her tongue doing its usual magic, I grew inside her mouth. She pulled off. “Leave it out! I might want more.” She said as she stood. “Wait here!” she added, returning to her en-suite to finish preparing for her hot date.
After a few minutes there was a knock on the door. Karen peeked out of the bathroom and said, “Be a dear and get that, Grey!”
I turned toward the door and began to stuff myself back in my pants. “No, no! Leave it out!” she said.
I opened the door. There, on her porch was a huge, and I do mean huge, black man. He had to be 6’5” tall. My guess was that he was a former linebacker for the Hamilton Tiger Cat’s. He appeared to be in his mid-forties.
Smiling at my exposed genitalia, he reached out a hand, shook mine and said, “I’m Bob!”
“I’m Grey. Karen’s expecting you. Won’t you come in?”
“You must be the American. Karen’s told me all about you.”
“That could be embarrassing!” I replied, jokingly.
Before the conversation went any further, Karen stepped out to greet her date. Wearing a set of see through baby doll pajamas she walked over to Bob and leaned up to kiss him. Wrapped in each other’s arms, his tongue explored the back of her teeth and his hand explored the scantily covered cheeks of her ass.
“I brought Chinese,” he said, holding out a bag with several take-out boxes. “I think there’s enough for three.”
“That’s very gracious of you Bob, but I think I should be going and let you two enjoy your evening together.” I said.
“Oh no! You need to take your punishment like a man!” Karen snapped. “You get to sit and watch! Silently!”
Bob just smiled, cupping Karen’s breast through the flimsy material. “You heard the lady! You probably need to strip before you sit down and watch.”
So I stripped and sat, cock at full attention, as Karen and Bob made out on the couch across from me, his large fingers rubbing her pussy as they kissed noisily.
After a couple of minutes, Bob suggested that we eat before the Chinese food got cold. We ate quickly and they returned to pleasuring themselves as I watched from the chair across from the couch. In a matter of moments they had seemed to forget about my presence, totally concentrating on each other.
Bob’s meaty hand was under Karen’s pajama top, clearly visible under the almost non-existent fabric. His thumb and forefinger rolled her turgid nipple while his mouth covered hers in a deep, wet kiss. Her hands were busy as well, one around his neck and the other rubbing his crotch.
His lips slid from her mouth to her throat as his hand slid down to her panties, pushing them into her pussy crack. Her hips rucked up to meet his invading digit. Flipping up her babydoll top, he latched onto her left breast, greedy for the feel of her nipple on his tongue.
I sat across from them, partially confused at being ignored, but turned on, just the same, watching the woman of my dreams being seduced right in front of me. I was painfully hard and unable to keep from stroking myself as the scene unfolded.
He murmured into her breast, “Baby, your panties are drenched!”
“Take them off and finger fuck me, Bob!” she panted in reply.
With a little help from her, he slid them off her hips, past her bent knees and down to her ankle.
With a wry smile, she flung them over to me and said, “Use these, but don’t you dare cum until I say you can.”
Catching the damp panties, I brought them to my nose, inhaled and replied, “Yes Mistress!” I wrapped them around my shaft and slowly pumped, my eyes glued to her cunt as he invaded it with his middle finger.
She sighed and asked, him, “You gonna make me cum daddy?”
Jamming his finger completely inside, he answered, “As many times as you want, Babygirl!”
Karen squirmed, holding his head tight to her breast, as his finger pumped in and out of her wetness. “Make me cum, daddy! Make me cum! Please?”
The noise of his furious fingering was almost as big a turn-on for me as the fingering was for her. “Oh fuck! Don’t stop! Soooo close!… Oh yes! Yes! Ahhhh!” she sang as her first orgasm of the night swept over her.
Bob slowly extracted his girl cum soaked finger, bringing it to her lips. Eagerly, she opened her mouth, sucking the whole digit in and licking her musky essence from it. Smiling, Bob said, “There’s gonna be a lot more of those this evening, Babygirl.”
Pulling off her top and opening her legs, Karen replied, “I’m all yours!”
Bob stood, shed his clothes, and stepped between Karen’s outstretched legs, offering his cock to his eager, pale skinned date. Without hesitation, Karen wrapped her lips around the chocolate colored mushroom. Turning to me, he said, “You want to watch this?”
Part of me was disgusted that I was sitting here watching another man ravish what I liked to think of as my woman, and part of me needed to watch the spectacle in detail. I stood, cock in hand and walked over to get a much closer look. Karen was obviously enjoying herself, bobbing up and down on the head of Bob’s ample manhood. He made my reasonably sized equipment look puny, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of them.
Bob put both of his hands on Karen’s head and began to push himself further and further into her ovalled lips. She gagged. He pulled back a bit, saying “C’mon Babygirl! I know you want it!”
One hand grabbing his ass, the other cupping his egg sized balls; she took a breath and allowed him to push more of himself down her throat. Her drool dripping on the carpeting, he fucked her throat, each time getting more and more of his shaft deeper into her mouth.
Mesmerized, I watched intently as he violated her mouth, her lips stretched over his manhood. Bob grunted, “Take it Babygirl!” as he began pumping his seed into the back of her throat. Karen struggled to swallow the healthy load of salty semen, only drooling a little onto her heaving breast. Bob pulled his meat from Karen’s face, smearing the last drips of cum onto her cheek, before stepping away.
Turning to me with an evil grin on his face, he said, “Wanna kiss your girlfriend , now?”
