by Marc Diamond (marc00diamond@yahoo.com)
Brenda's hubby invites a black co-worker home 'til the
repairs of his apartment are completed. He is pleased
when his lovely white wife welcomes his black friend.
But what he doesn't realize is that her hospitality
will go far beyond just some home cookin'. (MMF, wife,
intr, cuck)
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Dan hung up the phone and smiled.
"See, I told ya there wouldn't be a problem. Brenda
said just get your stuff and come on over when you're
ready... stay however long it takes for them to repair
the roof. I'm just sorry about all the damage."
"Dan, I really appreciate this, but I hate to be such a
bother. Since Carol and I split six months ago
everything has gone wrong for me. I can never repay you
and Brenda for your kindness."
"It's not a problem... and you're not a bother...
Brenda and I will enjoy your company, especially
Brenda. Lately she's always complaining that we never
do anything. Maybe things will be a little more
exciting – at least I won't have to carry the
conversation for a few weeks."
"Yeah, but the maintenance guy said it might take up to
four weeks."
"Roy, don't worry about the time... stay as long as you
need to... that's what friends are for."
* * *
Dan and Leroy, Roy, as his friends refer to him, are
co-workers. And the fact that he is a slightly younger
and robust black man doesn't matter, especially to
Brenda, Dan's wife. She enjoys Roy's company. At the
company Christmas party everyone kidded Dan about how
much time Brenda spent dancing with Roy. But Dan took
it all good-naturedly. But that might not have been the
case if he had known how his white wife fantasized
about being ravished over and over by a black man. How
she longed to feel a long thick black penis push hard
into her then release its molten black syrup.
* * *
When I arrived at Dan's I was nervous. I really wasn't
sure Brenda was going to be as receptive to a
houseguest as Dan said she was. But when she greeted me
I knew things would be OK.
Brenda greeted me with a big smile and then melted into
my arms. Dan was nearby so when she pressed her big
breasts to me I was uncomfortable. Not that I hadn't
thought about it, but a houseguest doesn't normally
violate the hostess.
"Brenda, I do believe you're shorter," I joked.
She teased, "No, I'm still 5'9" ... it just that my fat
ass makes me look shorter. But I'm not wearing those
three inch heels either." She of course was referring
to the Christmas party dance.
Dan had returned to my car for my other bags so I
whispered, "Well, a fat ass to one man is luscious to
another."
"Ever the smooth talker," she said softly. Then pulling
her head back where she could see my face, she stuck
out her tongue. "There's a whole lot of white ass
here."
"Yeah, and every inch of it luscious," I whispered.
I could help think how lucky Dan was. I envied him, but
it might have been because of six months without sex. I
pulled back knowing she would feel the bulge pushing
between her legs. I attempted to quickly lift one of my
suitcases to hide my arousal, but she had already spied
the bulge. An apology wouldn't have helped so I didn't
say anything more.
Brenda was so tall, so built, and so beautiful. I was
glad for a place to stay, but this was not going to be
easy.
"Welcome, stranger," Brenda warmly said for the benefit
of Dan. "We are so happy to have you. Dan is going to
show you to your room... and listen, while you're here
I want you to make yourself at home."
Dan and I lugged what bags we had down the hallway to
their guest room. I spent forty-five minutes moving my
clothes from the suitcases to the closet and dresser
drawers. The room was more than comfortable. I
especially appreciated the adjoining bathroom and queen
size bed. When you're 6'4" a bigger bed means sweeter
rest. It wasn't a king size like the one in the main
bedroom I had noticed on the way down the hall, but it
was plenty big.
We spent Friday evening reminiscing about work and the
company Christmas party. We laughed remembering how
everyone had kidded Dan about our dancing. But neither
Brenda nor I mentioned how during the slow dances
Brenda would ride my cock. I remember that during one
of the songs I stood still, and she straddled my leg
and humped and humped my hard bulge.
It was at that Christmas party that my wife, Carol, had
caught us in the closet. My cock was out of my pants
and Brenda was just bending to suck me when Carol
interrupted us.
I thought she would tell Dan, but she never did.
Instead she fucked Dan several times over the next
month and told me about it each time. I never said
anything to Dan or Brenda, as difficult as it was. I
was certainly glad now that I had kept quiet.
Otherwise, we wouldn't still be friends, and I wouldn't
have been so warmly welcomed. Dan fucking Carol didn't
have anything to do with our breakup anyway. Looking
back I have no idea why we ever got married.
* * *
Saturday morning came and after a great breakfast
Brenda presented us with a list of things she needed
from the grocery. She was planning on us grilling
steaks. She informed Dan that if we wanted beer or
anything else, we needed to get it while we were out.
He acknowledged with a nod and a grin. Being unfamiliar
with their little gestures, I didn't pay particular
attention.
During the morning we cleaned the cars – his first then
mine. It had been a while since I had washed, waxed,
and vacuumed so it took some time. During the day
Brenda periodically took a break from tanning by the
pool to bring us a beer. Her bikini didn't leave much
to the imagination but neither was she trying to hide
anything.
Watching her walk away I unconsciously shook my head at
the sight of her. Dan noticed.
"I feel the same way," he said laughing. "And man, does
she like to fuck." There was a short pause then he
added, "Well, we need to finish up here. We've still
got the yard to mow and that trip to get the steaks and
beer." I was surprised that he would say something like
that that about his wife.
The yard didn't take long as it wasn't all that large.
And with our showers out of the way we proceeded to the
pool area to see if there were any last minute items
needed.
Dan pulled up a chair beside the chaise Brenda was
lying on. I stood at the end so I could look down and
between her legs. As they talked she slowly pulled her
legs up then opened them. She knew what she was doing
to me. Dark pubic hair curled out and around the edge
of her bikini. I would have given anything if I could
have crawled up between those white thighs and fucked
the shit out of her.
As we walked away Dan yelled back, "I'm gonna pick up a
couple of movies."
"Are you sure?" she questioned.
"Positive!" Dan replied.
On the way to get the steaks and beer Dan told me that
he and Brenda have a little ritual that they enjoy
about every other weekend. He rents a couple of adult
movies. They watch the movies, drink several beers then
go to bed. He said it kind of enhances the mood.
I certainly could understand that. If she were my wife
I'd want to fuck her every chance I had too. But they
had a guest this weekend, and apparently that was why
she had questioned him regarding the movie rental.
I had no idea what was on his mind so I didn't ask any
questions.
* * *
Dinner was simple but delicious – steaks, baked
potatoes, a salad, and lots of laugher. Brenda had a
couple of beers, but Dan and I were downing them like
there was no tomorrow. I had a slight buzz but Dan was
getting downright shit-faced. If he didn't slow down he
wouldn't make it long into the evening. And he sure
wouldn't do Brenda much good. She noticed that I kept
sticking full beers in front of him but never said a
word.
After the cleanup Dan eagerly announced that it was
movie time and that he was going up to change. I didn't
have anything appropriate to wear so Brenda suggested
that he loan me his jogging suit bottoms. She said they
are worn and thin, but will be large enough and
comfortable. They wouldn't do much to hide a large
hard-on, but at this point, I didn't care.
It didn't take us very long to change and return to the
TV room. Dan put in the first movie and pressed play.
It was typical porno so we sat and watched. Brenda was
upstairs. Dan said she was probably taking a shower and
getting ready for bed.
Being six months celibate it didn't take long for me to
react to the porno. I sat with a hard-on watching the
screen but all the while wondering how it would feel to
have her thrusting those big hips at me. It was still
difficult to believe that Dan was planning for the
three of us to watch a white woman get fucked by three
brothers.
Roy had just started the second movie when Brenda came
down the stairs, stepped off the last step, took
several steps and stopped. Standing silent and
motionless, she was putting herself on display. If it
was her intent to arouse us, she had more than
succeeded, at least with me.
I could hardly believe my eyes. She was wearing a red
gown. As she walked it shifted back and forth on her
thighs and ass. It was clear there were no panties
underneath. Her nipples were large, just the way I like
them, and struggled against the fabric.
Her hair was still damp and hanging around her
shoulders. She looked into my eyes and held her stare.
Brenda was a wise woman and knew from how I looked back
at her how badly I wanted her.
Her shoulders and arms were bare except for the tiny
straps that held up the lace bodice of her red gown.
Her shoulders and collarbone displayed her delicate
features, perfect, as if carved in white marble.
Below, the lace bodice her breasts hung naturally.
While walking down the stairs they had heaved left and
right. As the line of the bodice plunged to her middle,
it revealed their rounded swell. Her waist trailed down
from the bodice then flared at her wide hips.
The gown hugged her form right down to her mid-thigh
where it ended. It seemed that every feminine detail of
her was being heightened, even the outline of her
delectable V and large, protruding nipples. She was a
lovely vision and there was no doubt, she was eager to
rut. Making love was not her mind. She wanted to fuck
and fuck hard.
I looked at Dan for his response, and he too was
feasting on her. Finally, he blurted out, "Oh, my!"
Brenda ran her hands slowly over her breasts and down
to her hips. "What?!" she asked.
"Honey, I've never seen you look so beautiful. I don't
know whether to just look at you or peel that gown off
and eat you," Dan said.
"Ah, that's so sweet. Do I really look OK?" she teased.
Keeping her eyes on us, she twirled around, spread her
legs and arched her back. Rubbing her hands up and down
her ass and thighs she slowly lifted the gown to the
bottom of her butt then released it and let it drop.
"Are you sure this doesn't make me look heavy? What do
you think, Roy... is my ass too big?"
"Not for me," I stammered then added, " It takes a big
ass to satisfy me." She smiled and turned to face us.
"I was going to ask if the movies were any good," she
said playfully, "but I can see that they are." She was
looking at Dan who was panting and had stroked himself
to the point of cumming.
We both had hard-ons, but Dan had his poking out his
boxers and was stroking away. The movie and the beers
had Dan so worked up that he had cast aside any
inhibitions that he might have had. I didn't know if
this was their typical Saturday night, but if it was my
time with them was going to be most enjoyable.
Dan shifted his eyes back and forth from the movie to
Brenda. I didn't know if he was trying to figure out
how this was going to play out or not, but for me there
was no doubt – this woman has come down stairs dressed
and ready to fuck. And tonight she was going to get her
fill of black cock. She knew it, and I knew it. I just
didn't know whether Dan knew it.
"Honey," Dan said continuing to stroke himself. "You
better watch coming in here like that. There are two
rather horny guys sitting here. You could get into
trouble."
She was now standing in front of me straddling my right
leg. Looking into my eyes she said, "Oh, I think I can
handle you two horny boys."
She then turned her face to Dan who was still stroking
himself. "Do you guys mind if I watch some of the movie
with you?"
"Hell no, we're glad you decided to join us."
The beer was now talking for Dan. I don't think he
recognized what was about to happen. Brenda not only
looked hot, she was ready. I just wasn't sure how she
was going to pull it off.
As she sat down between us the sounds of the movie
caught Dan's attention again. The woman was sucking a
cock, and the man was shooting off in her mouth so the
guy was groaning. The scene really got to Dan.
"Honey, that's what I need... a sweet blowjob."
He didn't seem to care that I was present or notice
that Brenda was stroking me through the fabric. But she
was smart enough to know that the timing was perfect to
move the evening's events along so she quickly
responded.
"Of course darling, I can do that... let's move down on
the carpet."
Dan stood, dropped his shorts then took three or four
steps toward the TV and lay down on his back with his
head in front of Brenda. But instead of going to his
side, she pulled up the red gown and knelt, lowering
her pussy Dan's face. She then bent over in the sixty-
nine position and began to stroke him. I don't think he
ever realized he was getting a hand job instead of a
blowjob.
Staring me in the face now was her magnificent white
ass. Clearly I could see Dan licking her pussy. And
houseguest or not, friend or not, I intended to have
some. I had six months worth of cum built up, balls
that were aching, and a cock as hard as a diamond bit.
So I pulled off the jogging pants.
When Brenda turned and looked back at me she grinned.
She knew nine inches of swollen black meat were about
to be pushed in her wet hole. She wanted me to fuck her
as badly as I wanted to fuck her. I guess Dan was the
only one that didn't recognize the heated chemistry
that was between us.
With one hand she reached back and motioned for me. I
didn't have to be asked twice. As I moved in to mount
her from behind she mouthed the words: "Fuck me, Roy...
fuck me hard."
I could see was dripping wet and Roy was still sucking
her clit, but he would just have to get ready to share
her pussy because I was throbbing and needed to get in
her. Otherwise, I was going to spray her ass with
sperm.
Moving behind her I pressed my black cock to her pussy
lips and pushed. She was snug, and it took a moment for
her to adjust. But once adjusted, I kept easing in and
out of her until I could feel her hot ass bounce
against my thighs. As she rutted back against me I
could feel my balls dragging over Dan's forehead and
nose. I thought he would move but he was too damn
drunk. So as he worked her clit I pounded her pussy.
Six months of cum was ready for release.
There was no holding back in Brenda; she fucked like a
whore. She had taste for black cock and would never be
the same. She sucked. She fucked. She groaned and
moaned. She humped back. She humped forward. Leaning
over her I grabbed her big swinging breasts and fucked
her as she requested – hard. I gave her the kind of
fucking that would leave no doubt; she was my new white
bitch.
Dan was right; she really likes to fuck. And from the
intensity of her orgasms, black cock was especially
appealing to her. When I started pumping her full of
black sperm she pushed backward and shuddered and
groaned. It was dripping out of her down on Dan.
I moved her forward, pulled out my cock and dropped it
in Dan's mouth. At first he seemed to tense up but then
he began to suck. I let him clean the sperm off then I
pulled out and pushed back into Brenda. Together then
we rolled off Dan.
After a moment my cock slithered out and lay over my
leg. Dan had to have as much cum on his face as she had
in her pussy, but we both could hear him snore. He
probably wouldn't be able to open his eyes in the
morning from all the dried cum, but I didn't care and
neither did I tell Brenda that he had cleaned up my
cock.
"You know..." Brenda said. "I know after six months
you've got more of that sweet black syrup for me."
Then sliding down she moved her mouth over my cock and
began moving her tongue around the head. And she was
right. In about twenty minutes she couldn't swallow as
fast as it was spraying into her mouth. I firmly held
her head and fuck her mouth. She loved it.
Following that we went upstairs, and I fucked her again
– a good, long, slow fuck. We then took a shower
together. I came back down stairs and she went on to
bed. I think she wanted to avoid having Dan wake up and
find us together.
* * *
The next morning I heard Brenda stirring in the
kitchen. It wasn't too long then until I smelled the
coffee. She had drained me, literally, only several
hours ago. I was still tired so I just dozed lightly,
stretched out on the couch. I was still naked and my
semi-hard cock was draped over my leg. I deliberately
chose not to cover myself.
I heard Dan come down the stairs and enter the kitchen.
I was sleeping when he got up and showered. From the
kitchen sounds Brenda was pouring herself another cup
of coffee – her second.
"Morning stud, how 'bout a cup of coffee?" she asked
Dan.
"Love one," Dan said. "We sure had a helluva party last
night, didn't we?"
I could see Dan from where I was lying. He was taking a
sip of coffee. By the tone of his voice I could tell he
was unsure how Brenda was going to respond to the
previous evening's action. She took a sip of coffee.
"Honey, I am sorry that I let it get out of hand. I
just didn't think things through."
Brenda said, "Darling, I've thought about and I'm fine
with things. I guess I'm partly to blame too. I did
stick it in both your faces."
"Well, I... well, you know, I didn't think about what
Roy would do," Dan continued.
"Honey," she said, "I really mean it... it's fine...
I'm not upset with you and I'm not upset with Roy. Roy
needed someone last night, and I'm glad I could be
there for him. It's just that he was so big."
* * *
Brenda recognized that Dan was blaming himself. Now she
would allow him to take the blame while at the same
time appear to forgive him of his blunder. She had
wanted to be fucked by Roy since the Christmas party.
She had wanted to suck him, to feel his large manhood
in her mouth, to feel the swelling of his cock as he
emptied his black sperm in her mouth, but Roy's wife
had opened the closet door and interrupted her plans.
She had a thing for black men, and she was going to get
her fill of fucking. So she sat quietly contemplating
her cup of coffee while Dan wrestled with how to
properly apologize for getting her fucked by his best
friend. Her pussy was sore and she wondered if she
should complain to Dan about it?
* * *
Sliding her hand across the table she patted Dan on the
hand and continued. "Roy is such a nice guy and has
been separated from his wife now for several months. I
don't guess We should blame him. After all, You are the
one that played the movie then got in the floor and
asked to be sucked."
"I know... I know!" Dan said softly.
"I was afraid something like this would happen, that's
why I asked you if you were sure this was a good
weekend to do that?"
"I know, I know... I just wasn't thinking. Honey, I'm
so sorry."
"Dan, what was he supposed to do with his big erection?
It's been six months for him, honey, he looked so sad
standing there with that big ole... well, it was just
sticking straight up – that's all I've got to say."
Dan looked rather sheepish then started grinning. "Well
I know you're right. I guess I can't blame Roy for
wanting my sexy wife. After all, you're very attractive
and desirable. And I was pretty drunk and don't
remember exactly what all went on, but I am sure Roy
appreciated your hospitality."
He then laughed in an attempt to soften up Brenda and
get her to smile. And he was successful. Slowly she
broke into a grin. He had done it! Dan was so pleased
that he had talked himself out of hot water. Inwardly,
he congratulated himself.
* * *
Dan didn't know that his wife and friend had fucked the
entire evening. Or that she had sucked him until he
released a torrent of hot black seed in her mouth. Or
that she had taken Roy to their marriage bed and let
him fuck her like a whore. Or that Roy had tried to
fuck his wife in the ass but was unsuccessful because
there was no lubricant, which she promised to purchase
in the near future. No, Dan didn't realize that his
wife was now Roy's fuck slut. He was just happy that
his wife had been so hospitable to his black friend.
And it was wonderful that she could be so forgiving,
too.
* * *
Fearful that things might swing too far in the wrong
direction Brenda said, "Honey, since you've been so
honest, I need to confess something too. This is the
hottest thing that has ever happened to me, and it was
all unplanned. Maybe it didn't happen exactly like you
wanted it too, but I still think WE accomplished Your
mission. I think we made Roy feel right at home."
Dan laughed and agreed. "Hell, who wouldn't feel right
at home if they got some of your fine pussy?"
Brenda smiled. "Dan, that's not funny." But her pussy
was still smarting and sore from being stretched and
pounded.
"Honey," Dan said in a more serious tone. "If you're OK
with it, I think it would be a good idea to do this
again... you know... to make sure Roy knows he's
welcome in our home. I can't explain it, but it's like
I've got a new sense of pride. I actually feel good
that Roy enjoyed you. I'd like it to happen again...
er... ah... provided you want it to."
"Stop worrying, honey," Brenda said. "This is your home
and I'm your wife. If you want to share and help a
friend in need, that's nobody's business but yours. I
love you and it's for sure I'm not going do anything to
spoil your plans."
"Thank you," Dan responded almost in tears. "We'll plan
on it."
He then kissed her on the cheek and headed toward the
door. "I need to run down to the plant for a couple of
hours. Tell Roy I'll be back soon when he wakes up."
* * *
Brenda stacked the coffee cups in the sink then made
her way into the living room. Roy was on the couch,
naked and sporting a massive erection. Seeing her move
toward him he stood up but continued to stroke the big
ebony shaft.
Brenda moved to the couch and knelt on the cushions on
her knees. She grabbed the back of the couch with one
hand but with the other pulled up her dress over hips
exposing her luscious white ass. The lips of her pussy
were swollen, and her slit glistened from her own
juice.
Closing her eyes she felt Roy's hands grasp her hips
and hold her firmly as he positioned himself and pushed
in. He then began his merciless ramming. The thrusting
and thrashing were brutal as she was battered with his
swollen cock. She could feel his large black balls
slapping against her white butt. As she shuddered and
rotated in orgasm Roy groaned and pumped her with of
black seed.
Looking into the mirror on the living room wall, she
hungrily watched the reflection of Roy as he continued
hump her like a dog.
Yes, she thought, this was how you show hospitality.
THE END