Saturday morning as he packed to go see his brother Desmond, Ginger knocked on Frank’s patio door asking to borrow some milk. It was two weeks after Joyce and John had visited and asked him to impregnate her. Ginger had ended up playing with them too.
When he handed her the carton, she asked, “What are you up to this weekend?” They had a playful but not serious friendship since she moved in.
“Going to see my brother for business.”
“Where does he live?”
“He lives near Joyce and John. We are starting to expand my sales territory down there and he handles that area. We meet regularly.”
“Oh, can I come with?”
“I’m not coming home until tomorrow. I’ll stay at his place tonight.”
Ginger thought for a moment and said, “Well, I could go stay with John and Joyce; he invited me any time. And I imagine you are going to see Joyce anyway.”
This gave Frank pause; since he declined to be part of their plan, he wasn’t sure how he might be received by them, but he had no real reason not to let Ginger tag along. If all else failed, she could sleep on Des’s sofa. “Ok, grab some clothes and let’s get going,” he replied.
Once on the freeway she asked, “Did the insemination take?”
“There was no insemination. She was not ovulating then and I’m not going to make her pregnant anyway. We may not even be fuck buddies anymore,” he said somewhat sadly.
Ginger placed her hand on his thigh, up higher than was comfortable and said, “Oh, that’s sad. You two are perfect together. Watching you that night was the sexiest, most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. It was so intimate I felt like a voyeur, but I couldn’t take my eyes off your beautiful bodies and your magnificent cock sliding into her lovely pussy and withdrawing slick with her juices. I was so rapt that I almost forget that John was fucking me from behind and nearing his orgasm.”
Her hand crept nearer his crotch and his cock began to show interest. “You know, I don’t think we should become lovers. I’m too old for you.” His burgeoning erection said otherwise.
“Oh, come on. We don’t have to become lovers. But I really want to have another look at your equipment and hold it for a minute. It’s beautiful and I have never seen one that big. May I?” By now her hand was touching the tip of his cock through his slacks. She reached across with her other hand and took hold of the placket of his zipper.
“Jesus, I’m trying to drive here,” he said but without much conviction as his fly opened and she started rooting around in his pants. Finally he reached down and undid his belt and pants button. With difficulty she managed to wrestle his cock out without doing any damage. She just held it for a while, squeezing it gently.
“What a magnificent tool; so pretty. I really want to lick it; damn these new cars with center consoles,” she laughed. “I don’t suppose we could make a pit stop soon, could we? I love that you older guys are uncut; all the guys my age seem to be circumcised, and so far, white.” She slid his foreskin back, popping his cock head out.
“I think you will have to settle for stroking it a little. I want to keep going.”
Ginger’s other hand was now under her skirt, touching herself as she pleasured Frank. “Why don’t you call Joyce and let them know you are going to be in town? I’m sure that John will be happy.”
“Soon. I can’t right now for obvious reasons.” She closed her eyes and laid her head back. Frank reached over and cupped her breast.
She murmured, “I’m imagining your big cock pressing against my pussy trying to spread my lips open and I’m going to cum soon.” Frank took her nipple between his thumb and finger and lightly pinched. She let go of his cock and put her hand over his as her orgasm hit her.
Frank reached into the console and handed her several tissues. “Let’s keep the upholstery clean, ok?” He tucked his now flaccid cock back into his pants.
After a few minutes, Ginger turned to him and said, “Well, that was fun,” Then she called Joyce and got them both invited for dinner.
Frank dropped her off at Joyce’s house and went to meet with Des for the afternoon. Joyce opened the door for her and asked after Frank.
“I’m sorry that things didn’t work out between you and Frank, Joyce. Will you look for another sperm donor?” Ginger didn’t quite know how to approach the subject.
Joyce smiled ruefully, if that is possible. “No, that urge withered when Frank turned me down. Other than John, I can’t imagine letting another man impregnate me. I just hope that things between me and Frank won’t get weird. I still need what he brings into my life.”
Joyce was in the middle of her Saturday housework. “Why don’t you go enjoy this rare warm afternoon in the back yard for a while until I’m finished. It is very private, so clothes are not needed.” She watched Ginger disrobe and step into the pool. The cold water soon made her reverse course with her nipples so hard that her aureoles were nearly subsumed by them. She sat back on one of the poolside chaises.
Watching that young voluptuous body reminded Joyce of her youth and how little she knew about sex when she fell in love with John. He too was rather unsophisticated and conventional in his ideas, but at the time, seemed mature and experienced to her.
A short while later she was washing at the kitchen sink when John walked into the back yard and saw Ginger nodding off. He sat beside her and rested his hand on her thigh, waking her. He leaned forward and kissed her lightly, then she wrapped her arms around him, and they kissed a deep, long, intimate kiss. Joyce couldn’t see John’s hands, but she had no doubt that they were exploring her breasts and perhaps her pussy.
She suddenly began to feel a strange tightness in her belly and an adrenaline rush of jealousy and fear. Was this what men feel when watching their wives cuckold them? It was very intense and a bit scary, but she couldn’t help noticing a warmth flooding her loins. Was her pussy getting wet? She fought the urge to run out and join them, to establish her rights to John’s body.
As she watched, his clothes were coming off; first his golf shirt, then Ginger’s head disappeared as John laid back. Soon his shorts were added to the pile on the grass, then he reached up and lowered the back rest of the chaise. Now she could see them laying facing each other with John’s erect cock in Ginger’s hand as they kissed again. She pushed him onto his back, turned to straddle his head and took his cock in her mouth.
Joyce couldn’t look away. When John and Ginger got together a few weeks ago, she was totally preoccupied with being with Frank and talking about getting impregnated by him. Their love making didn’t rise to her awareness.
The scene before her now hit her hard with conflicting feelings of arousal and aversion. She realized that some of the thrill with Frank was knowing that John would be watching or imagining that she was experiencing ecstatic pleasures that he could never give her; that at that moment he was irrelevant to her sexual being. She became the alpha partner. Now the opposite feeling came over her.
She couldn’t just stand by and watch. She quickly shed her clothes and went to join them. No one noticed her until she knelt beside John and bent down to him. He turned his head from Ginger’s pussy, and she kissed his wet lips, tasting Ginger’s sex juices on them. With her right hand she stroked Ginger’s back lightly, then slid it to her breast, getting her attention.
Ginger stopped sucking, turned around, and laid beside John again. She said, “Hi,” to Joyce and pulled her down for a girl-girl kiss. Soon they were all kissing and the women were both holding and stroking John’s very hard cock. Joyce took it in her mouth, reclaiming her property for a while. Then she moved aside letting Ginger straddle his hips and guided him to her waiting pussy.
Now, instead of John closely watching her pussy lips stretch around and devour Frank’s cock, it was her turn to watch Ginger’s tight little pussy wrap around it and slowly slide down all the way to mutual sighs. She moved her hand to caress his balls and tease his asshole, then moved up to do the same to Ginger. Collecting some of their sex juices she gently slipped her finger into her, making Ginger moan with pleasure. Joyce’s other hand began to stroke her own clit. Once again, she leaned in and kissed John first, then Ginger, probing her mouth with her tongue.
John was the first to announce his approaching orgasm, followed immediately by his young partner, who collapsed onto him as their spasms arrived. There was kissing all around after which both women licked John’s cock clean. Then Joyce suggested a swim.
Before diving in, Joyce asked, “How have you and Frank been getting on? Have you had sex with him yet?” She dove before Ginger could form an answer so she went in too. John went inside to arrange some lunch.
While treading water in the deep end she answered, “No.” Not a real lie, she decided. “In any case, now that I have seen his junk, I don’t think my little pussy could handle it anyway. Your husband is quite enough; it hits all the right buttons. But I loved watching you and Frank. Clearly you are just right for each other.”
“Yes, thank you. If John and I had not met Frank, I might never have known how incredible being fucked by a BBC can be. I hope John never gets tired of being second fiddle to him when it comes to sex. And one day soon you too will get to have ten inches of beautiful brown cock stretch you open.”
John called them in for lunch.
“How did it come down that first time for you?” Ginger asked.
“I was a bit over-served that night and was finding Frank very attractive. I think he was the first man who was so attractive that I contemplated committing adultery. Then John pushed us together and I gave up all control of my body to the two of them. The atmosphere was extremely charged with two men touching and kissing me all over. John has always given me wonderful orgasms orally and manually, but I had never cum from penetration. Having two mouths and four hands stimulating me was excruciating and wonderful.
“When Frank finally lay between my legs and pressed his cock to my cunt lips I had already cum several times and was wet and slick for him. Then when that thick cock pushed beyond where John can reach, I exploded and couldn’t stop cumming. I wanted to take his entire body into me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on for dear life. What a revelation it was.
“Even now, though I still love John as much as ever, I crave that big brown cock to play with, to lick and suck and most of all to feel deep inside of me.” She smiled at John who was listening quietly.
Ginger turned to him and asked for his feelings about sharing his wife with Frank and others.
John took a long time to answer. “Like Joyce, I was very naive about sex until I discovered internet porn. Fairly rapidly I went from masturbating to brief videos of couples having sex to watching cuckold stuff. Seeing men humiliated by their wives and their wives’ lovers gave me a strong and weird combination of feelings in the pit of my stomach. It also made my dick very hard, which was happening less and less as I aged.
“I knew that many men wished they could fuck Joyce, but I was sure that she would never cheat on me. As time went by, the urge to see her ravaged by a good-looking stud, preferably a black man, got stronger. Then along came Frank. We were paired with him on the golf course and before the round was over, I had decided to try to get him to fuck her.
“I tried some suggestive banter as we played golf and at dinner later. He seemed to get the idea. Long story short, he came to our room, and I pushed them together then I sat back and watched. At first, I loved watching them ‘making out,’ kissing and touching, and got aroused. Then she pulled his shorts down and out came that enormous brown cock, and she began to give him head. Now I started feeling all kinds of emotions: fear, jealousy, anger, but most of all I was near cumming without touching myself.
“That was the most erotic thing that I had ever seen. This was not a video of strangers; this was my beautiful wife being seduced by a handsome, hung black dude right in front of my eyes and ears. Their moans and sighs blew me away, and she was clearly in heaven, lavishing love on that cock.
“When he carried her to the bed and began to lick her pussy I went to them, kissed her and fondled her breasts. I asked if she was all right, but she barely even acknowledged me. She just held his head as he gave her thrill after thrill. She made a soft humming sound until she came on his tongue with a loud ‘Ohh’.
“I sat back beside them on the bed as she pulled him up between her legs, reached for his cock and whispered, ‘be gentle please’. The dance that followed was mind blowing. It took several minutes for her pussy to accommodate him but as he got deeper she wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs around his torso and simply mumbled, ‘yes, yes, yes,’ in time with his thrusts until she came with a loud, ‘Oh fuck, don’t stop’. Her knees were shaking uncontrollably it seemed, for several moments.
“But he did stop, fully in her and held there until she quieted. Then they began again. Never in our time together had I seen her go so wild during sex.” He stood up and said, “As you can see, just recalling that night gets me very aroused even now.”
Ginger started to reach for his erect, dripping cock but he said, “No don’t; I’ll cum right now and I want to save it for later.” He sat back down.
“When I woke the next morning Joyce was not in bed with me. I was sure that she had gone to his room and would probably leave with him, not go home with me. But she was just out for a walk.
“These days the jealousy and anger are gone, at least as far as Frank is concerned. I trust him implicitly and like him as a friend. But I still get aroused when Joyce either tells me or lets me watch her have sex. Truth be told, I feel like a cuck and I sense that I am becoming bi.”
Joyce went to John and gave him a hug and kiss. “You are always going to be my guy and I hope we can get you some cock to suck too… my little cuck,” she added with a smirk. Then she kissed Ginger and said, “Enough about me. What is your life like?”
Ginger told them about her childhood and her plans for her future after college. She also told them quite graphically about some of her attempts at dating and sex. The tales were not pretty.
Finally, Joyce spoke up, “John shall we take this girl in and give her the full Monty; you and I?” She took each by the hand and led them to the master bedroom. “Since I have already violated this sacred marital bed I think we can use it as an altar to expunge all Ginger’s bad memories.” There was no objection from John.
As the three naked friends entered the bedroom, Joyce cupped Ginger’s face in her hands and placed a gentle kiss on her mouth. Their breasts touched, thrilling Ginger who wrapped her arms around Joyce and grasped her butt cheeks. John stood next to them with his erect cock sticking straight at them.
Joyce moved her arm to include John in the hug, but Ginger sank to her knees and took his cock in one hand and caressed Joyce’s thigh with the other. The couple kissed briefly, then Joyce also knelt and placed her mouth onto John’s rampant cock while the younger woman stroked the shaft.
Before long the women were kissing lustily and John was left to watch. They slowly sagged onto the floor with Ginger on her back and Joyce on her knees kissing and licking her right breast while her hand rubbed and pinched her left nipple.
John maneuvered around behind Joyce and lay on his back under her. He took hold of her ass and urged her down until his tongue could reach her pussy lips. As much as he loved giving her head, he wished that her pussy was full of cum. He didn’t know that later that night it would be oozing Frank’s.
