Since Claire was gone he continued enjoying white women, especially married white women, and had made various very satisfying connections in the past. Some had been one time meetings and others had gone on for months. All had been totally pragmatic; no expectations beyond sex.
He did not pretend to understand the rationale or the various mind sets that pushed couples into this particular extracurricular activity. It did not really matter to him. He just enjoyed the benefits of uninhibited, unattached sex with white women lusting after his cock and his attention. Most encounters were with the husband’s full knowledge and consent; sometimes hubby was there to observe and usually jerk off. Sometimes the woman was alone, hubby waiting at home to hear her story. Occasionally the woman was just flat out cheating, and sometimes it was a single girl, just wanting the experience.
The only thing that mattered to him was he had a seemingly bottomless well of women desiring wild, bawdy, unbounded sex with him. To that end, he found a promising ad that he intended to reply to:
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MWC Desires BBC for Her
We are both 32 and new to this. Married 10 years, looking to spice up our sex life. Interested in BBC for her. Husband will watch but not participate. She is 5’5″, 115, beautiful C boobs, long brn hair, in good shape, runs, has much stamina, sexually wild, expects the same. To be considered we expect the following: over 8 inches and thick, educated with car, job, etc, no ghetto types, no drugs or smoking, social drinking only. Must be STD free. If you have recent negative tests you can do her bare, that is what she prefers, so guys with proof go to the head of the line. We will both be reviewing the replies, the final decision is hers. Must Skype or FaceTime before meet. Put “##BLK4WHT##” in the subject line to eliminate spam or we will not read the mail.
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He knew he had a good chance at this one because experience had taught him most people replying did not follow instructions; they would not put the required characters in the subject line, and the ones that did that would only write a line or two and include crappy images of themselves. He wrote his reply:
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Hi 🙂
Your ad is quite interesting. I would very much like to be considered to be the guy who makes this dream come true for both of you. I am 31, single, 6′, 175, 9 inches and thick. I have an MBA; I am a product manager for a large national company. I have done this before so I know what to expect and how to treat the lady as well as respecting the husband. As you can see from my pics, I am in good shape. I work out several times a week, both running and weights. I sent the tight underwear cock pic because I find some dick pics to be just too much of an in your face type thing. I am a calm, laid back guy that just want to please the lady. Her pleasure is my main concern and goal, my enjoyment comes from giving her maximum ecstasy.
I have no problem with either Skype or FaceTime. Look forward to seeing and talking with you both. Thanks for reading,
Michael
*****
He had sent many of these and had only heard back from a small percentage. Out of those, the ones he did not meet or connect with were ones he rejected, for various reasons – the sex appeal had to work in both directions. Even with all that, in the past two years he had been with ten different women. Counting the ones he was doing repeatedly, he was averaging four times a month. Not bad considering he also had two single female friends who provided benefits without being clingy. With the demands of his job, this all worked out very nicely.
Three days later he received an email from Teegan and Brad saying they liked him and his approach. When could they Skype or FaceTime? He quickly wrote back that the next night at 7pm would work very well for him. He heard back within the hour.
7pm is perfect. Our number is 678-555-2410. We look forward to your call. Please do not block your number.
At the appointed time he placed the call. He expected them to be a bit unsure how to proceed so he was ready to take control and guide the conversation. The call was answered on the second ring.
“Hi, this is obviously Brad. I just wanted to make sure that you matched up with the picture before we proceeded further. Everything looks good, Teegan wants to talk to you, she has the final vote.”
With that, the picture jumped around as the phone was passed. Teegan came into view. She was strikingly appealing, wearing only a black bra and what looked like boy-shorts. Right off she admitted her nervousness but also her desires.
“Can I please see your cock? I am really excited by all this and want to make sure you have what I am looking for. Your picture sure seemed to indicate it, but I just need to actually see it in person, so to speak.”
Michael was ready for this. He had been sitting there, naked, slowly stroking himself so he was about eighty percent full size. He panned the phone down giving her a good view of his whole body. Since he had it on speaker, he could hear whatever was said.
As the camera passed his cock, he heard, “Oh my god Brad! He is gorgeous and maybe even bigger than we thought.”
He kept the phone on his cock as he stroked it and asked, “So is this something you would like to try? Is it what you imagined?”
“Yes, yes! It is so perfect, and I love how big your balls are. I am ready to suck them right now!”
Michael brought the phone back up so his face was in their view and said, “So let Brad hold the phone and go do a little strip for me so I can see all of you. You are a gorgeous woman, and I really want to see the whole package.”
“Yes, yes, of course. Here Brad hold this on me so he can see me strip.”
She moved a few feet away, enough for the camera to capture her from head to toe, and began to seductively move her body. Whatever inhibitions she might have had disappeared. Turning away, her bra fell to the floor. She turned back, holding her boobs and playing with her nipples. Then turning away again, her panties came down, showing a beautifully shaped ass. One last turn brought her bare mound into view. She lay on the floor and spread her legs as Brad brought the camera in close. Her swollen, wet pussy was crystal clear as her finger appeared and slowly stroked it from bottom to top, pulling over her prominent clit and disappearing from view trailing a thin strand of her juice.
“So Michael… interested?” she said in a tantalizing voice.
“Most definitely! I want to stretch you wide and bring you to orgasmic levels you have probably never achieved before. My thick cock works wonders on a woman’s “G” spot. And by the way, I have current negative test results to show you. I can fill you to overflowing if that is something you would enjoy.”
“Wonderful! I so love cum! And Brad can clean me. Won’t you dear?”
“Ah… Well if that is what you want my love… I can do that for you.”
Now Michael knew more about their relationship. Teegan was the alpha sex dog of the house.
“So when and how are we going to get together,” Teegan asked. “We think it best to use a neutral place for a first meeting.”
“Is Saturday night good for you guys?”
“Sure,” Teegan said. “Any thoughts on where?”
“I suggest the Monarch Plaza Hotel downtown. They have a quiet bar with some curved booths. You could sit between me and Brad in relative privacy. I can reserve a room if you like. Our company gives them quite a bit of business, and I know the manager. He will give me a discount and hold the room if we use it or not. If we decide to go upstairs, Brad can go pay and get the room card. How does that sound?”
“Sounds perfect. Right Brad? He is nodding his head. We will see you Saturday night. What do you think, about 5pm for drinks and then we go from there?”
“That will work great. Do me a favor Teegan.”
“Sure. Anything.”
“Wear something as sexy as you dare. Like a mini skirt and cami top or a mini dress. Don’t be afraid to show yourself off, to the degree that makes you comfortable. I love to see my women looking sexy, and it will make you feel that way also.”
“Sounds delicious. I have a few old things I can scrape together that will be exactly what the doctor ordered. What Dear? Oh, Brad wanted me to tell you this might just be a get acquainted meeting so don’t make any presumptions.”
“No worries. This would not be the first time someone got cold feet. I will have a good time no matter what. Just meeting and talking will be enjoyable.”
She whispered, “We will do more than meet.” Then in a normal voice, “Okay, well we look forward to meeting you. Bye.”
The phone disconnected. Michael was ninety-nine percent sure Saturday night would turn out to be very enjoyable. It was only three days away.
The days passed quickly. Michael had made the reservations through his manager friend, including reserving the most private booth in the bar.
*****
Saturday morning arrived. Brad and Teegan both woke feeling excited, knowing that this was the day something totally new would be added to their marriage.
Brad did not quite understand why he was excited, after all a different man would soon be fucking his wife, and he would just be watching. Simply, that thought made him hard. Why am I so excited by this? I should be upset and repelled, but I really want it to happen. I am totally confused… What kind of man am I?
Teegan, on the other hand, was so jazzed she could not wait. The anticipation was flooding her brain with lust for Michael. Brad had not fully satisfied her in over a year and it was not just the sex. Discussions and understanding between them had led to this point. My god, I want him now! I want to suck and lick him, taste his seed, be fucked senseless. I sense a dash of domination showing through his easy going manner.
The day dragged for both of them. Their DVD collection provided some distraction. Finally she decided it was time to slowly get ready. “Brad, I am going to take a long soak. I want you to shave me so I am perfectly smooth from my mound to my butt. I’ll call you when I am ready for you.”
Eventually she called for him. He did his job diligently, leaving her completely soft and hair free. He was amazed that his thoughts were more of what Michael would think and not that he was preparing his wife for another man.
She dismissed him and finished dressing alone, having long decided on her apparel for the evening. It would be red pumps, a very short, tight black dress with a halter top, no bra and red bikini panties. After finishing dressing, she admired herself in the mirror. Very sexy, but just short of slutty – perfect!
Brad wore black slacks and a tone on tone sport shirt. They were ready and left for the hotel.
Michael arrived a bit early. He wanted to be there when they arrived, if they arrived. It was his policy never to make followup phone calls; he did not ever want to seem pushy. They had to make this choice with no pressure from him.
He loved silk and could afford it, so he wore a creme colored, short-sleeve shirt with matching creme slacks and no underwear. His cock was easily discernible through the material; the creme color contrasted nicely with his own natural dark chocolate skin tone. He ordered a Gibson Martini on the rocks and a calamari appetizer.
Just as he was having his first sip, Teegan and Brad appeared. He saw them first as they walked into the bar and looked around. Slightly standing, he waved; they spotted him and headed for the booth. Teegan was striking in her outfit. Heads turned as she walked past, on her way to her singular focus: Michael.
She slid in next to him and kissed him on the cheek as Brad sat down. She moved a bit closer until her side was pressed against his. As she was doing that, appearing to get comfortable, Michael waved for the waitress. Teegan ordered a glass of Chardonnay and Brad a draft beer.
Michael picked up Teegan’s left hand and kissed it in a gallant, thoughtful manner. In apparently returning it to her lap, he placed it directly on his fairly engorged cock. He felt her react slightly as she squeezed it while avoiding any visible reaction.
“Teegan, you look incredibly sexy in that dress. It shows off your beautiful figure in a most impressive way. Did you ever do any modeling? You are really the complete package. Brad, you are a lucky guy.”
Her hand was slowly moving on his cock as he expressed his admiration of her. He detected a slight gasp as she explored him.
Brad and Teegan both spoke at the same time. He saying he knew how lucky he was to have such a beautiful wife and she saying that she thought about modeling but had never really pursued it. The conversation resulted in all of them laughing a bit at how it had all tumbled out. The ice was broken, and Teegan was getting more and more interested in what she was holding. The conformity and softness of the silk increased the feeling of direct contact.
Michael could see that Teegan was ready to go right then, but Brad was clearly hesitating. So he continued with the pleasant conversation, not making any reference to why they were really there. Every once in while Teegan would remove her hand, but it was back in a short amount of time. Each time she glanced at Michael with a slight grin. They ordered a second round of drinks and a crab cake appetizer.
Michael continued the conversation, gently leading them to talk about themselves and eventually, how they had arrived at this point in their marriage. Teegan did most of the talking, occasionally turning to Brad looking for him to agree or approve of what she was saying. She was remarkably candid about their sex life and her desires. Brad provided the validation of what she was looking for, but did not otherwise significantly contribute to the discussion.
It was during this chat that Michael put his hand on her thigh and slowly inched his way up to her pussy. Every gradual movement upwards resulted in her, consciously or unconsciously, spreading her legs, little by little. He could see the tension in her face reflecting the amount of control she had to exercise as he worked his way up; her arousal level was definitely increasing.
Finally he began caressing the small patch of soaked material at the confluence of her thighs. Having lost her control battle, she sighed and trembled slightly. Both men heard her and noticed the shudder run through her. Brad gave her a questioning look, to which she said, “Brad honey, he is rubbing my panties, and I am so aroused I could almost cum right now.” Turning to Michael, she said, “They’re soaked aren’t they?”
“Yes,” Michael replied, “and I want you to take them off and hand them to me.”
Brad looked startled and Teegan said, “What! Right here in the bar? Right now?”
“Yes. I want them; I want your soaking wet pussy fully exposed to me.”
She only paused for a second, then reached under the table, pulling off her pair of tiny red bikini panties. She handed them to Michael as Brad just stared speechless. Michael held them up to his nose while his other hand went back between her now wide spread legs.
Michael took a deep breath, “Ah, they smell wonderful. I will treasure these,” he said as he put them in his pocket.
Teegan closed her eyes and let her head lay back against the padded booth, uttering a low moan of satisfaction. Brad, having recovered from his dumbfounded state, said, “Teegan, I thought we were going to discuss this further before anything happened?”
Lifting her head, she said, “Brad, we have been over this a number of times. We both know we need something different. You know what I want, and you were very supportive of this. You are acting like this is the first you heard of it. What is your problem? Why am I dressed the way I am? Weren’t we both happy to have found Michael?”
“Well… Yes… It is just… I don’t know, maybe it’s the reality of what was just sort of a concept… up until now. It is a lot to take in, another man fingering my wife here in a bar.”
Before Teegan could respond, Michael said, “We talked about some of this on the phone, but let me explain some things again and maybe go into a bit more detail. That may set your mind at ease.”
“My mind is fine,” Teegan replied, “and I am about to explode here, so pay attention Brad. I love you, but I really need this.”
Michael went on to again explain that he did not want to do anything that both parties were not in full agreement about. Because of this policy, his past relations with married couples had always been fully satisfying for all participants; he did not want to ever cause marital problems. After a bit more reassurance he ended by telling Brad that if he had any doubts, then they should not proceed.
During this mostly one-sided discussion, Teegan had again cum from his handiwork between her legs. She managed to keep it mostly silent, but he knew it from the clenching of her thighs and from feeling the extra juice that had seeped out of her.
“Michael, thanks for being so patient with me. Teegan and I have talked about this quite a bit, and I do want it as much as she does. I guess it was just sort of a shock to see her respond they way she obviously is feeling. I don’t know what I expected, but I want this for both of us. She clearly needs this, and I want it for her and me. It has been a bit hard for me to accept my own feelings. I had guilt about not being an adequate husband, but to be totally honest, I want to see her with another man. That was hard for me to accept, but it is something, deep inside myself, that I want…”
“I cannot think of anyone, other than you, that would satisfy both of us, so I am going to get the room, and she will be all yours. I expect to enjoy it as much as she, just in a different way.”
After Brad had disappeared to get the room, Teegan said, “Oh thank god! You are turning me inside out and I want you so friggin bad! It’s been killing me to only be able to feel your cock through your pants. I wish I could suck you and fuck you at the same time!”
“Believe me, I want you just as bad, but we both have to bring Brad along at his own pace. I actually think he is going to turn into a cuck, if that is something that you have considered and want.”
“I am a bit reluctant to say that I actually have thought about that. Confidentially, something is needed to save our marriage. Things have not been great, sexually and otherwise, for awhile. We have even discussed the possibility of divorce. I honestly don’t know what will happen, but at least I can have some fun until things resolve, one way or the other. Is that bad of me? A terrible thing to want?”
“No, it is not bad,” Michael said. “Whatever works for people and their situation is okay. People have different needs and desires, and they can change over time.”
“Don’t worry, I am not husband hunting or a some kind of vindictive bitch. I just want some fun and pleasure. This is not your problem, and I would never get you involved. We are just a man and woman pursuing pleasure.”
“And you can be sure I would never get involved! Tonight is just sex. I am glad we are clear on that.”
“Crystal.”
“Okay, so when we get into the room, which is going to be a junior suite and will be comped, tell Brad when we get into the bedroom, to go sit in the chair in the corner. Tell him it will give him the best view of us. If he goes with no comment, we are on our way. If he complains, just go with what he wants.”
She turned and leaned in for a kiss. He met her lips as he grasped her left nipple. Their tongues intertwined as he applied increasing pressure while rolling it back and forth. She slumped against him, moaning from her eager passion.
Brad came back as they were just beginning to part from their kiss. He made no comment other than to say he had the room card and asked if they were ready to go.
Teegan quickly slid out of the booth. “God yes I am ready! Where is the elevator?”
Michael laughed, as did Brad. He said, “Think she might be just a little excited?”
She laughed at his comment exclaiming, “Ya think?”
She took Michael’s hand as he pointed the way.
“Oh my gosh, this is beautiful!” she said. “Look at that view. Can we go out on the balcony?”
“Sure,” said Michael. “Lets step out there and enjoy it. Brad, you probably figured out the room is comped.”
“Yeah, I did. Thanks very much!”
“No problem. That includes the mini bar so everyone should feel free to enjoy whatever they want. We can also order room service, just don’t go crazy. Come on Tee, can I call you that?
“Absolutely, it is my nick name.”
“Then lets go out on the balcony.”
“I’m going to get a drink,” said Brad, “so go enjoy yourselves.”
Michael opened the door for Tee. She kicked off her shoes and they stepped out into the mild evening air. He stepped behind her, slipping his hands inside her halter top and around her ample breasts, holding and rolling her nipples between the thumb and forefinger of each hand, while pressing himself into her butt.
She leaned back into him, sighing and saying, “Oh yes, squeeze my tits. You got me so worked up I could almost cum just from this. I need to feel you cock,” she continued as she reached behind her and tried to unzip him.
She was so aroused, she was shaking. Reaching behind her and trying to unzip him, as he applied more and more pressure to her nips, was fruitless. He kissed her neck as he fondled her, knowing he had her close to the sexual edge. He dropped one hand to her pussy and gently squeezed and rolled her clit between his fingers. That pushed her over.
“Oh fuck! I’m cumming,” she shouted into the night as her body shuddered in the throes of an orgasm. Her legs were weak, so he slowly let her slip down until she was on her knees, untying her halter top as she collapsed. It fell away, leaving her boobs fully exposed.
“Now you can suck me babe. Take it out and show me how much you love it, how much you want it.”
She was already turning and reaching for his belt as he said that. With a bit of help from him, she rapidly had him in her hands. Delicately handling him like he was fragile, she licked and kissed it, marveling at its size and heft.
Just as she was about to take him in her mouth she said, “You can see a million pictures but until you hold the real thing you can’t understand. Brad is insignificant compared to you. I hardly feel him when I hold him like this. You are twice as thick and considerably heavier, you feel dense where he feels spongy.”
She took him in, holding him with one hand and fondling his balls with the other. Thinking about how he was going to feel inside her, she moaned as she sucked him, taking him ever deeper into her mouth. Dreaming of all the jizz that must be waiting for her in the large, pendulous balls she held in her hand, she felt her elixir ooze from her like it had never done before.
Just then his hands grasped her head, taking over the movement she had started. Her other hand dropped to her clit as she let him control her. In a short time she was screaming out a muffled orgasm as he was moving in and out of her mouth.
Feeling her sink further to the floor, he let his cock slip out of her mouth, bent a bit to catch her under her arms, and lifted her fully upright. Grabbing him tightly, she begged him to take her to bed. He scooped her into his arms and headed for the bedroom.
“Hey Brad,” Michael called, “Get in the bedroom and pull back the covers please. Also grab a bath towel and put it in the middle of the bed, she is going to need it.”
Brad looked up from his single malt to see his naked wife snuggled in Michael’s arms, kissing him as they headed to the bedroom. At first he noticed their striking difference in skin tone, then he noticed Michael’s cock swinging as he walked. He had never totally put together the difference in their sizes until that instant—he was frozen in place. “My god,” he thought, “he is going to fuck her with that? Jesus, what have I done?”
“Brad!” she yelled.
“Oh… yeah, sorry, lost in space.”
He jumped up, went to the bedroom, grabbed a towel from the bath then ripped the covers down and placed the towel, just as Michael was laying Teegan down.
Michael whispered to her, “Tell him about the chair.”
“Oh, yeah,” she whispered back. “Brad,” she said in a strong voice, “there is a nice chair over there in the corner if you want to sit and watch. You might get a hand towel just in case you… you know.”
She had never let Michael go and had turned back to kissing him when Brad replied, “Uh… yeah, thanks. I’ll probably do that.”
With her arms and legs wrapped around him, Michael was rubbing his cock up and down her swollen slit. He was coating it with her plentiful nectar as he rubbed back and forth on her clit. Brad was long gone from her mind.
As she moaned and wiggled around, trying to get him to slide into her, he just kept up his leisurely to and fro pace. “Are you just going to tease me? I thought we were here to fuck!” she taunted. “My clit is on such a hair-trigger, I am going to cum again if you keep this up.”
“That’s the plan babe.”
“You are an evil, evil man, full of devilry. If you don’t… Oh god! Fuck! Ahhh, Yes, Yes!”
Her muscles went tense as her arms and legs grabbed him even tighter. More of her slippery juice began to pour out of her. That is when he slowly but firmly began to push into her love tunnel. He began to stretch her as she was still being consumed by the orgasm.
“Damn! You’re so fuckin big. I’ve never been… Holy crap! I love this… Never felt any… “
She closed her eyes and quickly moved her legs from wrapped around him to spread wide, while Michael continued pressing into her. Now they were both awash in her love juice; she was moaning as he effortlessly glided into her.
Her astonishment at what she was feeling left her speechless. She knew this would be better than it had been with Brad, but had no idea how much better. Her body was tingling, her pussy throbbing, like they never had. It was amazing, extraordinary; she embraced it all with every fiber of her being.
When he was about half or three-quarters in, he started to really fuck her for the first time. He intended to keep it up, going a bit deeper with each stroke, to determine if she could take all of him. She reacted to his first stroke.
“God yes Michael! Fuck me, do me, take that pussy, make it yours. I can’t believe the feeling! Oh my fucking god! I had no idea, no idea…”
Her voice trailed off as she was becoming totally consumed by his cock and the feelings emanating from her puss. By now he was fully in; she could take it all. He accelerated his strokes; her sensations and passions increased with his speed. She was beginning to fall into the bottomless pit of shameless, wanton, carnal rapture that he intended to keep her in, until every possible lascivious feeling had been drained from her body.
Her arms and legs were thrashing about as orgasms began to dominate every part of her. Verbal expression had been reduced to moans and the occasional scream at the peak of an orgasm. She tried to speak, but all that could be understood were the occasional “Michael”, “Fuck”, “Now” or other related words.
He raised up, clasped her knees under his arms, and pinned her to the bed, making his penetration even deeper. She was already glistening from her sweat and beginning to gasp for breath. None of this was new to Michael, he had been down this road with a number of married women. He knew, by simply varying his speed and depth, he could control her response, give her a bit of respite or push her farther.
His feelings for Tee were different than they had been with others; he was very attracted to her, physically and intellectually. She was going to experience the very best performance he was capable of producing.
She was deep in that pit of rapturous ecstasy he had created. He regulated himself to sustain her state of carnal surrender without completely exhausting her. During a period of respite, he quietly asked her, “Are you okay? Do I need to stop?”
Panting as she whispered to him, “Oh Michael, I love your cock and what you are doing to me. I have no words for it. I love you and trust you will know when to stop. Fill me with your seed when you are ready. Now take me back there.”
He knew just what she meant and did as she asked. She was soon back in her special space, moaning, shouting, murmuring mostly unintelligible words.
He had not kept track of time, but he sensed that Tee was nearing complete exhaustion. He sped up for the last time. Letting go of his control, he soon exploded; his hot, thick white seed pumping deep into her. It was splashing into her cervix and filling her to overflowing. It brought her back to awareness as one last intense orgasm wracked her.
She almost threw him off as she cried out, “Yes! Yes! Give me every drop of your creamy hot spunk! Oh my god Michael, there is so much, I have never felt this full. Stay in me, stay in me!”
He released her legs, which flopped to the bed, as she pulled his lips to hers, engaging in an intense, deep, tongue-wrapping kiss. They finally broke apart, and he carefully rolled off her, his cock pulling out as he did.
“Oh no, I feel so empty. Can I have it back? Please, please!” she laughingly said. “Bring it up here and let me lick and suck our juices off it. Brad, come do your job and don’t swallow any of it. Bring it to me and deliver it with a kiss. I am dying to have it all!”
Both guys did as she requested. As she finished collecting all their essence from Michael, Brad finished his cleaning and brought it to her. They engaged in a brief, mild kiss.
“Oh thank you sweetheart. That tasted so good! Michael, you are very delectable. I hope you have more for me. Hmmm?”
“I believe that is doable, if you can give me a bit of a rest. I think you also need to recoup yourself. I haven’t seen you move yet.”
“I should go to the bathroom,” she said, groaning as she moved. “You gave me quite the workout. I can’t get over how that feels,” she marveled as she reached unsuccessfully for his cock. “Tease,” she cracked, razzing him as she headed, a bit unsteadily, for the bath.
Michael said, “Lets go in the other room and talk while she is in there. I need some water and maybe a snack.” As they walked he asked, “So Brad, how are you doing? You still okay with this? I did notice you enjoying yourself over there as we were enjoying ourselves.”
Brad grabbed some more single malt and Michael grabbed a bottle of water, along with some cheese and crackers. The both sat in the over-stuffed chairs and relaxed.
“I have to admit I have never seen her cum as much as she did or as strongly. I never thought she could take all of you. It was an incredible sight. How could I resist jerking?”
“I get that. I am glad you seemed to enjoy it.”
“We never told you this cuz it did not really seem to matter, but we have swung with other couples a few times. But this is different. None of the guys were hung like you, nowhere close, and it was always couples, not just one guy. So if she is happy, I am cool. I guess I am a willing cuck, a wittol. Watching you with her is on a par with me doing her myself. Go figure… We all have our kinks I guess.”
Just then Teegan came into the room. “Hey, I need some water too, and that cheese looks good.”
“Grab some and come over here. Sit on my lap facing me. Let me see you ease yourself down on it.”
“With pleasure big boy.”
After getting her food and water, she came over to Michael, straddled him and began rubbing his dick against her clit. Then she just stared in his eyes as she slowly let her kitty descend on him, until he was completely buried in her.
“Now this is the way to relax, with a giant black dick buried in me,” she said as she squeezed her obviously well trained muscles. “What do you think?”
“I could not agree more. Keep up that squeezing,” he said, leaning his head back and closing his eyes. “So Brad tells me that you guys have done a bit of swinging.”
“He let out our little secret did he? Did he tell you he loves to see me get fucked as much as he likes to fuck me? I’ll bet, after your performance, he likes it even better. What do you say baby, fuck me or watch Michael fuck me?”
“Jesus Teegan.”
“Well you brought it up. I know what I like,” she said, as she wiggled in Michael’s lap.
“He knows my kink, I told him.”
“Oh yeah? So I can fuck him anytime?”
“We’ll have to talk about that. Maybe…. just maybe. I need to think, if you’re serious.”
“Serious as a heart attack baby. I want to spend the weekend with him… If he’ll have me?”
“Whoa you guys, lets just get through the evening. This is not the time to discuss or try to agree on something like that,” Michael said.
“Yeah, let him fuck you to oblivion once more. I’ll have to carry you to the car.”
About that time they had finished their water and snacks. During that whole time, Michael had been running his hand up and down her chest, playing with her boobs and nips. At the same time she had been keeping up her cock squeezing, keeping him hard. They were both ready for round two.
“Squeeze and pull my tits Michael. Make me know how much you want me.”
His hands were a blur as they seized her tits. Squeezing them as hard as he could, he pulled her to him, her head coming to rest on his shoulder.
“Oh god! That’s my lover. Make them yours!”
“Okay babe, time for round two,” he said. “Hang on tight, I’m going up.”
He had released her tits, put his arms around her and stood like she was almost weightless. Still speared, she locked her legs around him as he began to walk back to the bedroom. At the edge of the bed he laid her on her back and told her to get on her knees, legs spread, in the middle of the bed, face and arms flat on the mattress. She readily complied.
Brad was just settling into the chair when Michael quickly took up a position behind her. Using his left hand, he began to snap his cock up between her legs, spanking her clit.
“Ah! Oh yes, it missed you, devil man.”
His right hand smacked her ass as it was squirming. “I think she likes that also. What do you think Brad?”
“Looks that way to me.”
Shwap! Shwap! Shwap! Shwap! Resounded in the room as his hand smacked her ass.
“Yeow! Damn that stings!”
Spank. Spank. Shwap! Shwap!
“Ah! Ouch! Damn you! Jesus my clit is screamin.”
“Can’t have one without the other… I suspect you like both.”
“Fuck you! You think you know so much smart ass.”
“I don’t see you pulling away from me.” Spank. Spank. Spank. Shwap! Shwap! Shwap! Shwap!
“Aaaah! Eeyouch! Damn you! Fuckin know-it-all!”
“I thought so…” Spank. Spank. Spank. Shwap! Shwap! Shwap! Shwap! Spank. Spank. Spank. Shwap! Shwap! Shwap! Shwap! Spank. Spank. Spank. Shwap! Shwap! Shwap! Shwap!
“Fuckkkk! Oh god my ass is burning and I am going to cum. You are a god-damn fiendish demon devil!”
Spank. Spank. Spank. Spank. Shwap! Shwap! Shwap! Shwap!
By now she was biting the sheet and had the mattress pad in a death grip with both hands.
“YES! OH Fuckin Yes! Goddd, ohhhh god save me! Ooooh!” Her ass now a bright red, she crumpled to the bed, her body shuddering from her orgasm and luscious, viscus, elixir flowing from her.
Michael and Brad just looked at each other with knowing glances, not wanting to say anything to break the mood. They waited for Teegan’s pain and pleasure to subside.
Eventually she turned over. “Jesus, you… you just find all the nooks and crannies don’t you? Are you psychic or something? Even I didn’t know the extent of my predilection for pleasure and pain. There really is a thin edge of the wedge. What path have you set me on?”
Michael lay down next to her, running his hands through her hair and giving her tender kisses. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. You could have stopped me anytime. Are you done for the night?”
“That’s just it, I didn’t want to stop you. I was enjoying it. The slapping in so little time just added to my arousal. I came so fast. My clit was on fire like my ass. It truly was incredible. I love you for showing me a new path. And I am not finished for the night. Just no more of that. I assume you want me on my knees again?”
“I think doggy is the perfect way to close out our session, at least for this part of it. Get back up and assume the position when you feel like it.”
Michael stayed with her, running his hands gently over her body to both soothe and stimulate her. It was not long before she stretched out and began to move. He moved away, retreating to the end of the bed as she arose. Turning over, she put her ass back in the air and contentedly rested her head and arms on the bed.
As she rose, a long, thin filament of her nectar dangled from her pussy. Michael caught it on is dick and then gently rubbed between her labia to coat himself, being careful to avoid her clit. He knew his balls would soon be bumping into it. No worries this time about how she would take it. He just pushed fully in and held her by her hips.
“Oh god Michael, it’s better than the first time. I feel every tiny bit of your cock rubbing my walls. I want and need this so bad. Deep baby, deep. I am yours!”
“What are you?”
“Your slut, your wench, your whore goddess. I am whatever you want me to be! Just fuck me now!”
And that he did! In much the same as their first round, he quickly drove her back into her bottomless mental pit. This time with the added exhilaration of his balls hitting her clit on each of his thrusts. It was only a minute or two until her first climax and then she just moaned, whimpered, screamed and yelled; depending on what phase of what dimension she was in. Her feet slapping the bed, her hands in a tight, almost death-grip, grip on the bed. It was now in Michael’s hands.
As he was pounding her, his balls slapping her clit on every stroke, he gathered some of her slippery juice on the fingers of his right hand. Then he lightly touched her prominent rose. She twitched. He detected a slightly louder moan. He pushed one finger against it until it just slightly bloomed. Then he effortlessly pushed fully in, her moans now noticeably louder. He kept up this extra stimulation. He now knew something he would exploit if they had future meetings.
Michael was relentless. He wanted her totally physically and emotionally depleted. He wanted Brad to see her absolutely exhausted, in the most completely drained and wasted state as he could possibly drive her to
Glancing at Brad, he saw him once again furiously satisfying himself. He kept pushing Teegan, and she kept cumming. When he felt her starting to slip down, he held her hips stronger. He was also consumed. He had never met a woman like her and he wanted more.
Unknown time went by, uncounted orgasms passed. Finally Michael could no longer hold off. With one last prodigious thrust, he stayed buried as deep as he possibly could as his rich, milky seed flooded into her. It was the one thing to bring her out of her orgasmic reverie. As his strength was sapped by his orgasm, he let her down to the bed and followed beside her.
“Oh god Michael,” she gasped, “what have you done to me? Are you a satyr in disguise? I am wiped!”
As he curled up beside her, she quietly confided, “I cherish you so much. I love your seed in me. It feels so good slowly leaking from me.”
“You are a special woman Tee. Tonight was exceptionally good for me also.”
She whispered, “Can I call you next week? Just to talk. I hardly know you.”
“Sure,” he replied, sotto voce.
Michael then got up, saying, “I am going to shower and head out. You have the room for the night so you can either enjoy it til morning and order breakfast, or shower after I leave and take off at your leisure.”
He was already in the bathroom as Teegan said, “I vote we stay. What do you think Brad?”
“Fine with me. Maybe I’ll get some morning nookie.”
“Maybe you will, if I am not too sore. Michael really left me quite tender, to say the least. But it is a fantastic tender. I hope one day to enjoy this tenderness again.”
Michael was soon out of the bathroom and dressed. He told them both what a great night he had had and hoped they both enjoyed it. In their own way, they both responded enthusiastically. He kissed Tee and shook Brad’s hand, then was gone—leaving divergent memories in their minds.
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Author’s Note: Part 2 will be out next week
