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Friends with Benefits Ch. 01

By: SteveRay



We'd been friends for over a decade really. Close friends. Despite me being a 19 year old male and Kate and Lisa being females we still maintained a strong, fun, childhood friendship. We were all virgins, not afraid to talk about it and whilst both girls were pretty hot, nothing had ever happened between us, probably due to the want for maintaining the friendship.

Our parents thought nothing of us all sharing a bedroom and on this particular night we were shacked up in Kate's bedroom whilst the oldies were away in the city for the night.

It was late and we'd had a great day, swimming and lazing around. I'd spent half of it ogling my two mates as they strutted around in their tiny bikinis. 

At this point I was lying in Kate's double bed and the girls were sharing a big mattress on the floor. Kate who was always the most forthright blurted out what I had always thought was the million dollar question.

"Hey Jimmy -- Why don't you ever try to crack onto Lisa or me?" I just laughed in response and said that they weren't my type. With this Kate jumped on top of me and started pounding me with her pillow. My only way to stop her was to grab her 2 arms and pull her down on top of me. With a sheet between us Kate could probably have felt my erection and this was realised when the forthright attacker blurted out, "Hey, you've got an erection you sly dog." 

I didn't say anything but Kate rolled over beside me and started teasing me. 

"Do I turn you on big guy?" was one of a number of things she said in a laughing way. I fought back, letting go of all reserves and said -- "You both turn me on. How couldn't you walking around near naked all day. I am a guy you know?"

That was enough to have Lisa jump up on the bed and slide in beside me so that before I knew it I had my 2 good mates lying beside me whilst I had the hardest cock ever known making a tent of my sheet.

"I know" Kate said. "How about Friends with benefits? What happens under the blanket stays under the blanket."

That suggestion was just fine by me and it obviously suited Lisa because she took the chance to put her hands under the sheet and squeeze my cock through my shorts, looking up at me with a cute smile.

Kate, being Kate, took charge and told us both to quit fooling around and get naked.

"Okay" said Kate. "The friends with benefits rule is masturbation only. It starts with me and full communication is required -- the lucky person must tell the others what feels best."

This was fine by me. It took away the pressure of really not knowing what to do, not to mention a good learning experience.

I started with slowly squeezing Kate's breasts. She had great tits that almost poked through the sheets and my touch had her nipples as hard as rocks. Whilst I was upstairs Lisa had obviously headed down and Kate spread her legs urging Lisa to stroke her pussy up and down. I could have almost come there and then and my cock pushed itself against Kate's side as I continued the massage.

"Jimmy, put one of your fingers inside me while Lisa touches my clit"

As I reached down and placed a finger at Kate's wet entrance, Kate herself was nice enough to wrap one of her hands around my cock. I slowly wiggled my finger inside her and she moved her hips slightly in what seemed to be appreciation. The combination of my finger and Lisa's touch had Kate telling us she was ready to cum. Not having any experience I really didn't know what to expect and with one hand on her heaving breasts and a finger inside her pussy just went along for the ride. "I'm going to cum! Jimmy, Lisa, suck on my tits while you do that" By the rules or not -- I didn't complain as both Lisa and I took a nipple in each mouth and kept up the tempo. Kate by this stage was going crazy and thrusting herself up at our hands until finally her body seemed to shake without control and she had a huge orgasm. She shook for what seemed like 2 minutes -- squeezing my cock almost too hard as she rode the feeling right to the end. As she calmed down and got her breath back she had a big smile on her face and asked 'who's next?'

Friends with Benefits Ch. 01



Note: The following story is completely factual and depicts actual events between myself and the main character. Our names have been changed for anonymity purposes. Given that this is my first erotic story submission any thoughts or suggestions about this piece would be greatly appreciated.

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Day 1

For several weeks I had had a goal...I needed to have sex with Dante Gudino if it was the last thing I did before I moved upstate for college in the fall. There was something so intriguing, so mysterious about him, that, to this day I can't pinpoint exactly what it was. He was quiet and kept mostly to himself, speaking only when our teacher would call on him to answer a question, which he did so grudgingly. It wasn't until very late in our senior year that I took notice of him. It was always sideways glance here, a smile there, until one day during the forensics class we shared, we struck up a conversation, about what, I couldn't tell you. By the time the period had ended we decided to ditch the rest of the day and walk back to his house, chatting the entire walk home. Soon I found myself confiding in him, and telling him more about myself then I ever had to anyone I'd literally just started speaking to. He was so easy going, and funny, that I quickly realized I had seriously misjudged him, and I could not have been happier about it. When we arrived at his house we shared a cigarette or two and headed on inside. We continued with small talk on his couch for a bit until suddenly we fell into a bit of an uncomfortable silence. I was about to say something, when all of a sudden Dante leaned over and kissed me! And I must say it was totally hot. The moment however , was ruined two minutes later when I realized how badly I needed to use the bathroom. When I returned to the living room I found Dante sitting on the couch with a smile on his face.

"I believe you're in my spot." I said walking up to him slowly.

"Oh yeah," Dante replied, "So what are you gonna do about it?" he asked, with a taunting smile playing on his lips.

With that, I came up to him and straddled his lap, and with my arms around his neck I kissed him, trying to tell him through my kiss just how badly I wanted him. Dante in response wrapped his arms around me, his hands trailing down my back, to my waist, and finally lower, cupping my ass in his big hands. I began to grind my pussy into his lap, though dry humping through two pairs of jeans doesn't really give the desired effect. My lips moved to Dante's neck, and I sank my teeth into the flesh of his shoulder as he brutally ran his nails down the length of my back.

"I want to fuck you so bad" Dante said breathless

"Oh God so do, I." I replied "You don't even know how much." 

"I could make it so much worse." He said, with an evil glint in his eyes.

"I seriously doubt it." I said, slightly annoyed that I the back of my mind I knew I wasn't getting laid that day, due to feminine issues.

Taking my comment as a challenge, Dante rolled me off his lap and onto my back toward the end of the couch. Cradled in between my legs he began to really kiss my neck, managing to find every erogenous spot, even those I was not aware of. At the same time he lifted my shirt and began to tease my nipples with his hands and tongue.

"Oh please don't do that." I moaned seeking a relief for the intense throbbing in my pussy.

"Why not huh?" he asked, continuing his torment of my nipples.

"Because I want you so fucking bad right now, and I can't have you today, so this is a horrible tease."

Laughing a little, he made his way back to my neck, he asked if he could leave a mark and I said "sure" not realizing what I'd just agreed to. By the time Dante was finished , I had a very noticeable blood red hickey the size of China on my neck, and to both our dismay's I had to be at work in twenty minutes. Before I left Dante asked me a question that would become infamous in later months...

"Rain check?" he asked, smiling.

"Definitely." I agreed, slowly removing myself from his arms.

A short time later I hopped into a cab and went to work, my mind replaying the day's events until I went to sleep that night.

Day 2

At some point that weekend I decided I'd do what ever I had to, to get Dante into bed, and furthermore, I had a plan. I went to the mall and bought this skimpy, black skirt, matching black stockings and a new thong. Come Monday morning I straightened my hair, put on some makeup, and donned my slutty little outfit, already anticipating seeing Dante fifth period. Before I could show myself off to him, I had to first get through the first half of the school day, dressed a bit to whorish for my taste, and the reactions I got from my friends ranged from amusement to a bit shocked. But finally after much anticipation and silent doubt, the time had come. I walked to the class room expecting to see him sitting in his usual seat by the window, but he wasn't. In fact, he was no where to be found. Disappointed and annoyed I found my own seat and waited for class to begin. Just as the last few students filed in, there he was. His gaze found mine immediately, and when he caught sight of my attire, a smile spread slowly across his cheeks, showing off his dimples and perfect teeth, teeth that I could still feel nipping my neck and tugging on my nipples. Class was monotonous and dragging by as usual, then finally the bell sounded and we were on our wait out. 

"What's going on." Dante asked surveying my new look with an amused gaze.

"I want that rain check you promised." I told him, not bothering to hide my intentions,

Laughing a bit he replied, "Okay so get off at my stop today, we'll go to my house."

My final two classes seemed to move at a snails pace, but just when I thought I'd lose my mind from the built up anticipation, the final bell rang, and I was hastily making my way to our bus. He sat down beside me when he got on and once again we waited until we could be alone. Unfortunately when we got to his house his mother was home, and once again my bubble was burst, but I was not about to let my outfit go to waste.

"Wanna go for a walk?" Dante suggested as if reading my thoughts.

"Sure," I replied, "Where to?"

We walked a short distance and ended up in a wooded area near one of the elementary school's in town. We found a log and sat down and continued our small talk. We'd started out sitting side by side making idle chit chat, at some point we both turned toward each other, both of us now straddling the log. While we were talking we began inching closer and closer to each other, until his hands were resting on my knees and the tips of my fingers were tracing the outline of the tattoo's on his forearm. We gazed at each other in silence, I'd never wanted to kiss someone so badly in my life but I was afraid. Maybe he's changed his mind, or better yet maybe he had gotten the wrong opinion of me between my outfit, and what had happened between us a few days previous. My stomach now painfully knotted, he finally leaned in and kissed me, and I melted. With one kiss I felt my nipples harden and my pussy get wet, but it didn't end there. Once again his hands began caressing my breasts as his lips trailed from mine, down my jaw, to the sensitive hollow of my neck. Before I knew it Dante was unbuttoning my shirt and pushing my bra up, so he could tease my nipples. The most shocking thing about it was that after only a few minutes of his ministrations, I felt my pussy get swollen as though I was about to come. Trying to gain back a measure of control I sat up from my now reclined position and fixed my disheveled clothing. The arrogant smile on Dante's face would have been obnoxious on another, but after how good he'd just made me feel with so little effort I figured he deserved it. After settling down a bit we walked to another small clearing near by. Dante was leaning against a tree and had my back pressed securely against his front, and from this position I could feel his hard on nestled against my ass. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders, resting his chin on my shoulder as we gazed up into the canopy of trees. I had never in my life felt so secure and protected, and it was in that moment, in retrospect, that I started to fall in love with him. 

He placed small sweet kisses on my neck then asked..."So what are we doing exactly?"

My smile faded a bit at the question, knowing the answer he sought from me.

"I though we decided to keep it a friends-with-benefits thing right? I replied trying my hardest to conceal the tiniest pin prick of hurt I felt in my heart.

I continued, "I mean, I'm cool keeping it at that, 'cause after all, I'm going away to school in a few months anyway. What would be the point, that's not fair to either of us." 

"Yeah,... yeah." Dante agreed. Though part of me was hoping he'd put up more of a fight, though at that point, a fight for what? There was nothing to fight for.

Slowly he began to seduce me once more. Turning me around to face him, the kissing began, and as it got more intense, the wetter I became. My finger curled around his shoulders, and my pants became more audible.

"God I want you so fucking bad!" I moaned into his neck.

Smiling, he said, "Oh yeah?"

More bold now I whimpered, "Dante finger me please!" My growing need apparent. 

Looking down at me, he slid his hand under my skirt and stockings, and slowly ran his finger up my dripping slit. I moaned at the contact of his finger on my clit, as he rubbed it softly for a minute. I was just about to scream out in frustration when he suddenly shoved two fingers deep inside me.

"Ohhh fuck!!!" I moaned in his ear as he rotated his fingers inside me when he found my g-spot.

"Your pussy's so tight." he said low.

I came hard all over his fingers in minutes, moaning and panting as he held me steady.

Laughing I said, " Wow, you weren't kidding, when you said you are good with your hands."

Smiling a toothy smile Dante kissed me hard, and began rubbing my clit, once more as I thrust my hips up toward his hand. 

Wanting to give him the pleasure he'd given me I said "please let me suck your dick."

"If you want." Dante said unbuckling his belt

I tugged his jeans down his hips and released his cock from the confines of his pants. I glanced up at him just before I swirled my tongue around the head. Dante let out a deep groan and grabbed a fistful of my hair, gently urging me to take more of him in my mouth. After teasing him for a long moment, I took his entire cock in my mouth, the tip nudging the back of my throat, my nose just touching his abdomen. Dante kept a strong hand on the back of my head forcing his cock deeper. Gagging a bit, I pulled back and continued sucking him off, loving the moans I elicited from him.

Looking up at him I said "Fuck me please, right now, I want your cock inside me so bad!"

Pausing for a moment he looked straight in my eyes and asked, "Are you sure, 'cause I don't have a condom."

"Yes, yes just please don't come in me." I pleaded, hoping I could trust him since I was no longer on the pill.

Dante moved behind me and yanked down my skirt and stockings. His dick poised at the entrance of my pussy, twice more he asked, "are you sure?"

"Yes I'm sure, please fuck me now." I said trembling with the anticipation of having his thick cock inside me.

Bending me at the waist with one arm curled under my breasts, he thrust his dick hard and deep inside my dripping wet pussy, stretching and filling me to capacity.

"OH FUCK YES!" I screamed out, grinding my ass harder into him. 

Dante began to thrust hard and deep inside me, creating a steady rhythm that had me moaning in time to his thrusts.

"Shit you're so fucking tight!" he groaned, keeping a tighter grip on my waist.

"Oh God you're fucking me so good, please don't stop!" I moaned 

"Come on, come for me, come all over my cock!" Dante groaned in my ear"

"Ugh...ugh... oh... shit I'm coming" I yelled. Before I could recover from my orgasm, Dante pulled out, spun me around and picked me up, then slammed me back down on his hard prick, gripping my ass tightly as he threw me up and down. A few more thrusts and Dante sent me over the edge as another orgasm left my pussy convulsing around his cock. Not a moment to soon he pulled out of my pussy, gripping his cock tight as his cum coated the bushes near us. Adjusting my horribly mused clothing I turned towards Dante and kissed him, whispering "that was fucking amazing" as I pulled back. 

Walking back to his house we agreed to do it again, "but next time," I told him, "I want a bed beneath us." 



Friends with Benefits Ch. 01



"Why don't you come over tonight so I can give you your birthday present sweetie?" That's all the text message said. Mila and I had been friends for years. I had always had a thing for her, when we first met I was instantly attracted to her and I quickly developed a massive crush on her. Over time my crush went away and we developed a really close friendship. However looking back on our friendship it was clear that I always had feelings for her and over the past few months I found myself wanting to be with her more and more. 

Now let me tell you about Mila. She was about 5'7, long brown hair and a body to die for. Not only did she have a beautiful face, her eyes were a dark shade of brown, but they just had a way of sucking you in. I always found myself gazing into her piercing eyes, but as a horny young male, I always ended up looking downwards thereafter. She had a full figure and I bet I wasn't the only one who would notice her walking around in her tight black tna pants. She had a nice big ass, one that you would just love to slap while you were fucking her doggystyle and her legs were nice and tight as well. But her best features where definitely her big firm tits. Now I'm a big boob man myself, I've always loved the thought of sucking on a big pair of tits and bringing the girl to orgasm, and Mila's tits were most definitely to die for. They were big, if not huge on her body. They were probably 34 or 36D at least and maybe even bigger. But the best part was that you could tell they were firm. God I spent many a night rubbing one off while thinking of those luscious orbs.

I was a bit confused when Mila asked me to come over to pick up my present when she could easily give it to me the next day at my birthday dinner. Now I knew that Mila knew that I really cared about her and she had told me that she cared about me as well but was worried about doing anything to ruin our friendship. So I just assumed that she was going to give me something nice and thoughtful to show that she really cared about me, something that she didn't want all our other friends to see, because it would make them all suspicious of us two.  So here I was, standing in front of her door, waiting for her to answer it and let me in. 

"Hey darling," Mila said as she opened the door and gave me a big kiss on the lips. "Whoa," I said, caught by surprise by her kiss, "what's with the kiss?" "Oh nothing," she said, "I'm just really happy that you came here tonight." After being initially caught by surprise, I took a moment to look at what she was wearing. It was nothing fancy, but boy was it smoking hot. She had her tna pants on as usually, and she had her hair down and straightened. Of course my eyes quickly went to what she was wearing above her pants, and although it was just a regular t-shirt, boy was it tight. I swear she wore the smallest shirt she had, because her boobs were just waiting to get out of that thing. Not that I was going to complain, not with my penis now doing all of my thinking.

"Well are you going to come in, or are you just going to stare at me some more,?" Mila asked with a coy smile on her face. Busted, but by the way she was smiling at me it didn't seem like Mila was too upset. I followed her into her living room while making sure that my gaze never left that sweet plump ass of hers. 

"Do you want anything to drink sweetie?"

"Nah, I'm good. Where is the rest of the family?"

"They 're all visiting relatives for the night, so they won't be home until tomorrow morning." When Mila said that, my cock got as hard as I think it's ever gotten. This gorgeous girl, who I had wanted to ravish for years, had invited me to her house to give me a present on the exact day that she knew she would be home alone.

As if she was reading my mind, Mila asked me, "Do you want your birthday present now or do you wanna watch a movie or something first?"

"Well, what do you think I'll enjoy more?"

"Well," Mila said sitting her pretty behind on my lap, "I'm pretty sure you'll enjoy your birthday present more than some random movie."

And with that, she put her lips to mine and started giving me the hottest kiss I had ever experienced in my life. My hands quickly found their way to her ass, which she had started grinding on my cock and boy what an ass it was. It was just as firm as I thought it would be, and it was nice and smooth as well. As I was fondling her tight ass, she put her tongue in my mouth, making the kiss even hotter than before. We continued making out for a good 10-15 minutes until I abruptly pushed her away.

"Wait a second Mila. Are you sure you want us to be doing this?"

"Of course I am, if I wasn't then I wouldn't have done anything. I thought you liked me though?"

"I do. A lot more than you can imagine, but are you sure this is what you want?"

"I'm positive, plus I like you as well. I don't see what's wrong with two friends who like each other having a bit of fun. Plus from what I feel poking my behind, it seems like you don't see anything wrong with this as well."

"You got me," I laughed, "and who am I to complain about getting to make out with a goddess as my birthday present."

"Oh silly you," she said, "making out with me isn't your birthday present."

"Oh, then what is?"

"This is." And with that she quickly got off of me and started undoing my jeans. "Now you know that I don't like moving too fast into these kind of things, but I don't see what's wrong in giving my favorite man a nice blowjob for his birthday."

A fucking blowjob!!!!! Never in a million years did I think that Mila would ever give me a blowjob, but here I was, about to get a blowjob from the girl of my dreams....and she's the one who insisted on giving it!!!!  I was still thinking of how lucky I was about to get when I felt her soft hands grab a hold of my nice hard cock.

"Wow sexy, this is such a nice big cock," Mila told me. Although I wasn't a pornstar by any means, I was still pretty well endowed. I was a nice 8 inches in length and not too shabby in the girth department either. Clearly Mila agreed with me. "Wow big boy, If I knew this is what you were hiding underneath those jeans all this time I would have taken them off a long time ago."

"Well," I said, "I guess it's time to make up for lost time."

"Mmmm..... I think you're right baby."

And with that Mila slowly lowered her lips down onto my raging hard on. I had never gotten a blowjob before in my life, but all I could say was wow. Mila started by sucking on the head to get it all nice and wet. I had a bit of pre cum coming out and she quickly lapped that up as well. She then proceeded to start licking my shaft up and down, getting it all nice and wet. God this woman's mouth felt amazing.  I thought she felt great when she was ramming her tongue down my throat, but this was a whole new experience. Now Mila wasn't a seasoned pro by any means. She was a good girl, not one of those sluts who gave everyone blowjobs. But she was obviously good enough to satisfy me. And by her sounds of approval, she clearly felt that my cock was going to be big enough to satisfy her as well.

After licking my shaft for a good 5-10 minutes she went back to sucking my cock, except this time she started going down more and more. Her lips felt amazing wrapped around the width of my cock. She started off slowly, taking her time and making sure to get as much of my cock down her throat as possible and then when she got more comfortable she started going faster and faster. 

"Oh my god baby, you feel so fucking amazing. I can't believe we didn't do this sooner."

"Mmmm... I know study. Your cock feels so good in my mouth. It's so nice and big, I just love it!!!"

With that she went back to sucking my cock, except this time she made sure to look at me with those big beautiful eyes of hers. God it was such a hot site. The woman of my dreams sucking me off while making sure to never break eye contact with me.

How I managed to stay so long without exploding down her throat I don't know, but after about 20-25 minutes I felt as if I was ready to explode. Clearly Mila felt it too because she started sucking me harder and harder in hopes of getting my cum down her throat. However I wanted to last a bit longer and I had another idea in mind.

Throughout all this time, I had been so busy enjoying my blowjob that I totally forgot that she still had her shirt on. I had wanted to see those big tits of hers for years and now that I finally had her in this position, I wasn't going to let this opportunity pass me by. 

"Hey baby. The blowjob feels amazing, but right now I have to see those delicious tits that you have."

"Oh what, my mouth on your cock isn't good enough," she teased, giving me that sexy smile of hers again.

"We both know how much I love tits.....how much I love YOUR tits," I said, "Now come over here and let me pleasure you for a change!!"

Mila got up and sat on my lap, giving me a nice long kiss in the process. I quickly started feeling her up. At first I was just feeling her tits through her shirt, but after a while my hands found their way into her shirt and pinching her rock hard nipples. Clearly someone was getting just as turned on as I was!!!!

"Mmmm, no bra baby?"

"I figured wearing a bra would make them stand out less, and from the look you gave me when I answered the door, I think we both agree that it was best for me to go commando up top."

With that she pushed my hands away and took her shirt off. WOW. Her tits were amazing and that was an understatement. They were big, huge, probably 36D by my estimation, but they were clearly tight and firm as well. They stood out proudly, with her nipples standing at attention after my hands had been working on them. Finally after years of fantasizing about sucking those tits, they were mere inches away from my face.

I took my time to admire them and to play with them. I took both boobs in my hands and started gently massaging them and after a few minutes of playing with them, I heard Mila let out a soft moan.

"That's it baby," she moaned, "play with mommy's big titties."

It was then that I took her right boob into my mouth, an act with elicited another loud groan from Mila. After years of waiting, I finally had my mouth on one of her nipples. I started by sucking the nipple for a few minutes and then I went back to the whole boob and started kissing it all around. And trust me, there was a lot of ground to kiss when it came to these tits. I then started licking her tit and nipple for a bit before I went back to sucking on her nipple. I don't know how long I was sucking on her nipple, but after a while I heard her moans get louder until she started screaming and bucking.

"Oh my god baby, I'm cumming!!!! Don't you dare stop sucking my tits baby. Oh my god!!!!"

And with that Mila collapsed down on top of me, trying to recover from her mind blow orgasm. I however was not done. I quickly put my mouth over her other nipple and proceeded to do the same with her other tit. Half an hour later, and quite a few orgasms later Mila was laying on me again and I was thoroughly enjoying assaulting those big tits of hers. However Mila quickly got up and stopped me from sucking on her tits anymore.

"Ok stud, here's what's going to happen. I appreciate all the orgasms and all, but this is your present and I think it's time for you to cum for me."

"I couldn't agree more," I said, "although getting to suck on those huge tits of yours is a present in itself. But since it's my present can I choose how I'm going to cum?"

"Sure," she said, "how would you like to blow your load big boy?"

"I want to come all over those big fat tits of yours, but only after you've titty fucked me to an orgasm."

"What the birthday boy wants, the birthday boy gets."

With that, Mila got down on her knees and positioned my piston in between the valley that was her big tits. Neither of us had done this before. This was obviously my first time, and Mila's ex boyfriend had a very small dick, definitely nothing that could have titfucked those mammaries of hers. 

She started off slowly, just as with the blowjob. Her smooth tits felt amazing against my rock hard cock, it was taking everything that I had just to not blow my load right there. She slowly started building up her rhythm, going faster and faster until we got into a comfortable speed that we were both enjoying.

After about 15 minutes of mind blowing titfucking, I told her that I was getting ready to cum. She responded by sucking the head of my shaft every time it came out of her tits. This was just too much for me. I quickly got up and told her I was ready to cum.

"Oh god Mila, you're so fucking hot. I can't hold back any longer baby."

"That's ok study, cum for momma, cum on my big tits."

And with that I let go of a huge stream of cum that landed right on her big tits. Spurt after spurt landed on her tits, her nipples and the valley between those two big tits of hers. I never knew that I had so much cum in me. I swear I unloaded a gallon of cum onto her tits, because after I was done there was more cum covering the tits than there was skin. I fell back down onto the couch, exhausted, but thrilled at was clearly the greatest experience of my life so far.

"Oh my god baby, that was amazing. I don't I'll be able to stand it if we don't do this again."

"Oh don't worry baby, get used to this being a regular thing between the two of us," Mila said as she started scooping up the cum off her tits and putting into her mouth. "Mmmm, your cum tastes amazing sweetie."

"You are amazing sweetheart."

It was then that we both noticed that I was still extremely hard. I don't know what it was, probably those big tits of hers, but I still wanted more even after what I had just experienced.

Obviously Mila was thinking the same thing, because she looked me in the eyes and said, "baby I still want to taste your hot cum squirting down your throat, and by the looks of your soldier over there, you're already raring to go. So how bout we go take a shower together and get cleaned off while I suck you off one more time?"

Who was I to say no to my birthday present!!!!!

To be continued 



Friends with Benefits Ch. 01



The ad read: Wanted – Housemate, M/F to share house and expenses. Room has a private bath and shared living space with fireplace and hot tub. Immediate occupancy, the address and the amount expected for the rent and damage deposit. The phone number followed with the request to please call for an interview. 

Jenna had been thinking she wanted out of her living arrangement with her boyfriend for some time and now the opportunity presented itself – the location was perfect, a ten minute commute to work in a prime real estate location. It must have been the universe trying to tell her something, flipping open the paper at coffee break and there it was in big bold letters that nearly had her name emblazoned above it. After the fight this morning with Josh, Jenna knew it was time to cut bait. She had put up with his habits since college and she was tired. Tired of doing it all, not only did she bring home the bacon, but she was expected to fry it and then clean up afterwards while he lounged his lazy ass all over the living room. 

More and more was becoming her responsibility and less was falling on his shoulders, until this morning when he had exploded because his favourite pajama pants weren't clean. 'You're what aren't clean ..., I work, the least you can do is the laundry you lazy piece of ..." Afraid she would say something she would regret more than she did already she grabbed her purse and keys and bolted out the door. Revving her car hard before accelerating out of the drive way. The screech of car tires a testament to how angry she really was. 

Braking hard at the stop sign at the end of the street, Jenna pulled the car over, leaned her head against the steering wheel and sighed. "What the hell was I thinking," After the first year together, she could see where this was headed and still she stayed, hoping he would grow up. Now she realized that hope was futile, Josh was so used to being looked after, and Jenna was damned if she was going to be the one to take up where his overbearing mother had left off. 

Betrayed by the lone tear that slid silently down her face, she slammed the car into drive and pulled away from the curb. 

Anger still writhing within her, she arrived at work not sure how she got there. Pulling into the parking lot, she piloted her berretta into its assigned stall and cut the engine. Gathering her belongings and her emotions she slid out and locked the doors behind her. "What the hell am I going to do?" seemed to be her mantra for the day, until she absently grabbed the newspaper off the stand on her way to coffee in the lunch room. 

Without a second thought, she dialled the number from her cell phone. Two rings and a male voice smooth enough to whip butter answered. 

"Is the room still available?" Jenna asked, unsure of why she suddenly felt a flock of butterflies take flight in her stomach.

"Yes it is. Are you interested?" the voice itself adding fuel to the butterflies' flight pattern. 

"Yes, I am, it says immediate occupancy? Is that right?" 

"Yes it is would you like to come and take a look?" The sultry voice sending spirals of flutters jetting through her. 

"As soon as possible?" Hoping she didn't sound too desperate.

"I'll be home around 4:00, if you'd like to come by then." He offered the address that sent Jenna rifling through her purse for a pen, before she realized it was printed in front of her, they said goodbye and hung up.

"Damn, I didn't even give him my name." She thought before tucking the address into her purse along with the pen.

Unable to concentrate she left work early and drove over to the address she had ripped from the paper. Pulling up to a two story colonial, she was awed by the wrap around veranda and the beautifully landscaped yard. A pickup sat in the driveway with Harrison Construction written on the door in letters that looked like scraps of wood nailed together to form the words. 

Getting out and adjusting her clothes, she walked up to the front door and pressed the lit button to the right. In the recesses of the house she could hear the chime, a series of soft tones that played a familiar melody, one she knew, but couldn't place. 

Suddenly the door popped open and there stood the most beautiful man she thought she had ever seen. His biceps taunt against the sleeves of his snug t – shirt and his Levis hugging his narrow hips and muscled thighs like a lover. 

"Are you the lady who called earlier?" Jenna swallowed hard feeling like she had somehow managed to inhale the brass door knocker that hung on the door for decoration. 

"Yyess, I am, my name is Jenna," her mind drawing a blank on her last name. "Uhm, Campbell." 

"Well, hello Jenna uhm Campbell." She caught the light tease in his voice and offered a weak smile. "Won't you come in?"

"Thank you," Stepping into the front hall she couldn't stop herself from gawking in wonder. 

"Are you alright?" His honey smooth voice melted into her reverie and she realized she was staring with her mouth agape.

"What? Oh, I'm sorry, you're home is beautiful," She managed before a crimson wave washed over her face. 

"Thank you," he replied "You're interested in the room are you?

"Yes, I am." Jenna tried to stay focused on his face. "I need to move from where I am and the sooner the better." 

"Would you like to see the room?" his presents near her beginning to melt the ache she had felt in her chest all day. 

"That might be a good place to start." He led the way to a main floor room off the kitchen. In any other house this would have been the maid's quarters. In this home it was beautifully appointed with a four poster bed of rich mahogany, matching side tables, a chest of drawers that reached Jenna's shoulders and a dresser built for two. An oval mirror attached to the dresser caught the reflections in the room. 

"Wow," was all Jenna could utter as she stood in the center of the room doing a slow spin to take it all in.

"This was my parents' room," he offered. "Dad passed about a year ago and Mom has gone to live with my sister. She needs care I can't help with. I want someone to share the house because I hate living alone." 

Jenna watched a hurt look flashed though his crisp blue eyes. 

"I'm sorry; did they live with you long?" 

"Since I built the house, I had hoped they would have many happy years here... Mom moved a few months ago, and I just got lonelier, an employee suggested I get a roommate. I'm actually surprised the ad was answered as quickly as it was. Would you like the room?"

"Yes, I would, thank you."

"When would you like to move in?"

"Is now too soon?" Jenna tried to make light of her remark, but it still sounded serious.

"Ah, no. "Jenna could tell by the look on his face this seemed all too bizarre. Here she was, wanting to move in instantly without a word of explanation of where she was coming from or why she wanted to move so fast.

"I should explain myself." 

Leading her back into the kitchen he offered her a chair and set about boiling a tea kettle.

"Would you like tea?' he offered as Jenna sat down on one of the big hoop chairs set around a wooden pedestal table. 

"Yes, thank you. I... I," Jenna was unsure of where to start and how much information to share. "I need to move, I've been living with my boyfriend since we graduated college and it's not working anymore." The verbal purge felt better than she expected. She continued as he casually went about setting out tea cups, spoons, sugar and cream. "We moved in together after I finished my journalism degree. We both got jobs. I'm an advertising associate at Miller/Johnson. He found work with a computer repair company. Things were good for a long time and then one day I came home from work to discover he had quit. He said he was looking for something that 'more suited his interests', I'm not sure what that is supposed to mean. Anyway he hasn't worked since. That was a year ago. I had hoped things would get better, but they haven't. I can't stay with someone who won't help themselves." The rant winding down she realized how much she had just unloaded on this virtual stranger, letting out a weary sigh, she ran her hands through her hair and let them fall to the table. "I'm sorry, you didn't need to know all that."

"It's alright, are you feeling better now?" He poured the boiling water into the teapot and brought it to the table. Sitting across from her, he filled both cups and set the pot down on a hot mat in the center of the table. 

"I think I am, thank you" Lifting the cup to her lips she noticed the shaking in her limbs had inexplicable stopped. 

"I don't think I introduced myself when you came in, I'm Ben Harrison."

"Hello Ben Harrison," she said setting her teacup down and offering her hand to shake, a smile gracing her lips for the first time since she couldn't remember when. 



Friends with Benefits Ch. 01



Bethany, John and Becca's little bundle of joy, had turned into the best little alarm clock John had ever had and her little cries woke him up instantly. The bed next to him was empty, but that didn't surprise him, because he expected Becca to spend some private time with DeShawn. It was nice to have Bethany's biological father visit her and John privately hoped DeShawn would visit more often. John genuinely liked DeShawn and he sensed that DeShawn liked him as well. That was one of the reasons he wanted to make sure John and Becca had their own time together while DeShawn was visiting. 

Their little bundle of joy was upset this morning, probably hungry, and John carefully lifted her up and held her close. The smell of baby powder reached his nose and he couldn't help but hold Bethany close, enjoying her warm skin. Their changing station for Bethany was only a few steps away and John got started on the process that had become second nature by now. 

Bethany looked up at him, smiling and John couldn't resist tickling her and listening to her laugh. While he had looked forward to being a father, the depth of love he felt towards Bethany surprised him and he wasn't prepared for how deeply it affected him. The simple joy of being a parent was amazing and he couldn't imagine life without his daughter. 

Just yesterday, John had purchased an Osh Kosh B'Gosh pink outfit for Bethany and he put it on her now, smiling broadly at how cute she looked in it. 

"Hey cutie. Are you ready for some breakfast?" 

John asked his little bundle of joy, before lifting her up and carrying her into the living room. Becca was talkative this morning and while it was all gibberish, John loved to listen to her. As he walked into the living room, he saw Becca and DeShawn on the couch sleeping together, with Becca lying on top of DeShawn. John smiled at the two love birds and carefully walked into the kitchen to get Bethany's bottle.

It was impossible to do anything quietly in a kitchen and despite his best efforts; John managed to wake up both Becca and DeShawn. Becca disappeared down the hall and DeShawn moved into their little dining area and sat at the table, watching John and Bethany. 

"Hey bud. How'd you sleep last night?"

John's voice didn't contain any sarcasm or bitterness, because he liked and respected DeShawn. A guilty look passed over DeShawn's face and he looked back at John soberly. 

"Good. John, listen." He paused and glanced at Bethany. "I didn't plan last night man, it just happened." 

John smiled over at DeShawn, before arranging Bethany and giving her the bottle. Bethany locked her hands onto it and started to enjoy her breakfast. 

"DeShawn, its ok. Becca and I discussed this several times before you got here. Believe me, it's well-covered territory." 

"Cool. Thanks man."

"You're welcome DeShawn." John looked down at Bethany. "Honestly, I think I should be thanking you DeShawn." He replied seriously. "You helped us bring this beautiful little bundle of joy into our lives." 

DeShawn looked over at the happy father and little girl and a twinge of jealously flashed through him. John clearly loved the little girl, that DeShawn had fathered, and a small part of DeShawn envied John. Becca and Bethany were amazing and John had both of them; while DeShawn had to be content with a little time with Becca.

"DeSHawn?" Becca's voice reached the kitchen before she did and both men turned to look, as she walked into the kitchen in sweats and a t-shirt. She stopped to give Bethany a quick kiss on the forehead and a kiss on the cheek for John.

"Yea Becca?"

"The bathroom is all yours, if you want to take a shower." 

"Great. Thanks Becca." DeShawn got up and left, while Becca reached into the refrigerator and grabbed a jug of milk. She poured a glass for herself and sat next to John. 

"Good morning baby. How'd you sleep last night?"

"Fine. Bethany slept pretty peacefully after you fed her last night." He paused. "How did you sleep last night?" 

Becca blushed a little and looked shyly at John. "I slept good John. Are you sure you're still ok with everything?"

"Yes Becca." John's voice was patient. "I'm still fine with everything and you know I like DeShawn." Bethany was halfway finished with her bottle and both John and Becca looked down at their daughter, big smiles on their faces. 

Their house was small enough that they both heard the shower start in the bathroom. Becca finished the glass of milk and put in the sink, before walking back over and watching her husband feed their daughter. Her eyes met John and she smiled lovingly. 

"Go ahead Becca." John smiled at her winked. 

"You're sure?"

"Go. I'll take care of Bethany and get breakfast started." 

"Thanks baby. I love you so much."

"Yea Yea. Go see your boyfriend."

Becca hurried down the hallway and quickly grabbed a towel, before slipping into the bathroom. She slipped off her clothes and jumped into the shower with DeShawn; who had a surprised, but happy look on his face. Becca moved into his arms and whatever DeShawn was going to say, was quickly smothered as Becca kissed him passionately. 

Hot water streamed down on both of them, as they continued to kiss, their arms wrapped tightly around each other. Becca felt DeShawns cock rise against her leg invitingly and she couldn't resist reaching down and grasping it lightly, feeling the long, thick veiny member in her hand. DeShawn groaned softly and pulled her even more tightly against him, crushing her breasts against his chest. The light smell of vanilla filled DeShawn's nose as he ran his lips over Becca's neck. 

DeShawn broke their embrace, reached down and picked up Becca, who squealed lightly and put her arms around his neck. DeShawn smiled as he felt Becca's legs spread and he lightly pushed her against the wall, slipping his arms under her legs. Becca felt light in DeShawn's arms and in this position, his cock automatically found the entrance to her pussy. Becca was gasping as she held onto DeShawn's muscular shoulders and felt his rock hard cock brush up lightly against her wet lips. 

"Fuck Me DeShawn." Becca breathed into his ear and begged. "Please."

DeShawn smiled as he pushed inside of Becca and immediately felt her tight pussy around his cock. A loud, urgent moan burst from Becca, after he pushed just a few inches inside her. 

"God, your so big." Becca's breath was coming in short gasps, as she adjusted to DeShawn's cock. "Slowly, please, please."

DeShawn moved in and out of Becca shallowly at first, but he slowly pushed deeper with each successive thrust. Becca mewled like a kitten and DeShawn felt her fingernails scratch his back, as his cock finally sunk balls-deep into her pussy. The sweet tightness of Becca's pussy felt amazing, the scent of her skin filled his nose and DeShawn started to thrust harder into Becca, stretching and reclaiming her pussy. 

Becca felt lost in the overwhelming pleasure of DeShawn's cock and stopped trying to be quiet, she moaned with abandon as DeShawn stretched her pussy. She felt her orgasm approaching and her eyes snapped open, drinking in the sight of DeShawn's muscular black body. His muscles bulged and rippled below the smooth dark skin, as he held her against the shower wall and thrust inside her, bringing her to her first orgasm. Becca moved her head down and licked the droplets of water that beaded on his beautiful black skin, until an orgasm burst within her. 

DeShawn felt Becca buck and writhe in his arms, quivering as her first orgasm ripped powerfully through her body. Her fingernails dug into his skin painfully, but DeShawn thought it was the most erotic type of pain he'd ever felt and continued to push his large cock deep inside Becca. Their lips locked together again and Becca pushed her tongue inside DeShawns mouth hungrily and her legs clamped even harder around his waist. Becca broke the kiss a moment later and proceeded to lick his neck and shoulders again, slowly, savoring the masculine taste of his skin. 

Fatigue was slowly settling into DeShawns body and he felt his orgasm approaching like a freight train. It didn't help that Becca was running her lips over his body and licking the sensitive skin around his neck. Her pussy still gripped his cock tightly and he was rapidly losing the battle of holding back his orgasm. A sharp pain pierced his consciousness as Becca bit his ear lightly and whispered. 

"Cum in me baby. Please!" 

DeShawn finally let go and felt the sweet, powerful release of an orgasm. His breath was coming in great gasps and he felt his cock flex several times, as his cum flooded Becca's pussy. Thrusting harder, more powerfully than ever, DeShawn felt the tip of cock bump against Becca's cervix. 

"Yes, Yes. I can feel you shoot inside me, god it feels amazing." 

Becca orgasmed again, as she felt DeShawn's cock spasm inside of her. A small pain emanated from deep in her pussy, as she felt DeShawn penetrate her pussy fully and stretch it to fit his cock. She loved deep thrusting and DeShawn's cock reached deeper inside her than any of her previous lovers. Becca felt a twinge of guilt, as she instinctively compared John and DeShawn's cocks and realized that John would never fill her like DeShawn; never reach as deeply and create as much pleasure inside her as DeShawn. 

Slowly and carefully, DeShawn lowered Becca until she could stand on her own and he leaned back under the full spray of the shower. Becca stared at her black lover and couldn't help feeling more desire well up inside her. DeShawn's body was perfectly muscled and his abs stood out clearly and they seemed to force her eyes downward to his waist. The cock that provided her so much pleasure, hung between his legs, partially soft and it was huge even after he had cum inside her. It was beautiful and Becca's mouth started to water involuntarily, as thoughts of taking it into her mouth flowed through her mind.

Becca shook her head, reached over and grabbed the new bar of soap, lathering it up in her hands; before she reached over and started to wash DeShawn's chest. His eyes opened slowly and he watched silently as Becca focused on her task, slowly running the bar of soap over his body and lathering up the soap with her free hand. A few seconds passed, before Becca put the soap back in the holder and used both of her hands to slowly clean DeShawn's chest and shoulders, her eyes fixed on his skin and a small smile on her face. 

A strange feeling of submissiveness crept over Becca as she ran her hands over Deshawn's body. A strong desire to nurture and take care of the man in front of her, overwhelmed Becca and she slowly washed DeShawn from head to foot. Her hands lovingly washed and caressed his body, lingering over his cock and balls, before moving on to his muscular legs. Becca was on her knees focusing on washing his legs, when she put her hands on his hips and turned him around. She started the process all over again, with DeShawn's back and moved upwards from his legs. 

The feeling of being washed from head to foot was indescribable for DeShawn and it was as close to a religious experience as he could imagine. Becca's soft hands felt tremendous against his skin and he enjoyed seeing the beautiful white wife, focusing totally on making him happy. Her eyes alternated between his body and his eyes and a smile never left her face. 

Eventually DeShawn was completely clean and he washed his hair all by himself, while Becca held him from behind. She couldn't get enough of his body and his hard muscles made her feel so feminine, as she pressed her body against his back and ran her hands over his muscular chest and rock hard abs. 

"Want me to wash you?" DeShawn's voice broke into Becca's thoughts and he turned to face her. She shook her head and smiled back at him. "No. I just wanted to do that for you DeShawn. I love your body and I wanted to feel closer to you."

"I enjoyed it very much Becca. Thank you." 

"You're welcome." She paused and blushed a little. "I still need to clean up. You can stay if you want, but I laid a towel out for you, in case you want to get out and dry off."

DeShawn leaned forward and kissed Becca softly, before trading places with her. 

"I'll get out and let you finish your shower." He smiled. "I'd like to spend some more time with Bethany anyway."

Becca nodded and watched her muscular hunk of a boyfriend exit the shower. She stepped under the hot spray of the shower and let it play over her body. Fucking DeShawn had been fantastic and her body responded so easily to his touch and caresses, it was almost overpowering. Becca reminded herself that she was married to a great guy, who loved her very much and he was a great father. Taking a deep breath, Becca focused on moderating her feelings for DeShawn and keeping them from overwhelming her. In another world, in another place and time; Becca would have fallen hard for DeShawn and worked hard to win him as her husband, lover and father of her children. Unfortunately, that time and place were not her present reality and Becca already had a man who loved her dearly and was a truly great father to her child.



John placed Bethany in her little play crib and got started making breakfast. He had just finished getting all the ingredients together, when he heard Becca moaning, almost screaming, in the shower. John stopped to listen for a second and felt himself harden, as Becca's moans became louder and more insistent. A stab of jealousy ran through John, even though he was turned on, because he knew this was something he couldn't give Becca. He knew she loved him and he was confident in their marriage, but Becca found black men attractive and John could never satisfy that particular urge in her. 

Breakfast wasn't going to make itself and he had Bethany to watch as well, so it would be a while before he could see to his own needs. French Toast wasn't that hard to make and it was Becca's favorite, so John was finished fairly quickly. DeShawn joined him, just as he was finishing up and he put the French Toast in the oven to stay warm. The atmosphere in the kitchen was a little awkward and DeShawn sat at the table checking his smartphone. 

"French Toast ok for breakfast DeShawn?" 

"Yea man. That sounds great actually." DeShawn put his smartphone away and looked up at John, his mouth opened, then closed and he looked out the window. 

"DeShawn, it's ok man." John smiled. "Becca and I have talked about it. You don't have to feel bad or awkward around me."

"Ok." He shook his head and gave John a crooked smile. "It's just an unusual situation."

"That it is bud." John agreed and sat down across from DeShawn. 

"No kidding. John you're a rare kind of guy."

John laughed. "Y'know, Becca told me the same thing, so I guess I must be." John looked down at the table for a second. "Listen, why don't we make this easy on everyone?"

"Easy? What do you mean?"

"DeShawn, why don't you and Becca take the Master Bedroom and I'll sleep in the spare room with Bethany."

Surprise erupted on DeShawn's face as he processed what John just said and evaluated whether John was serious or not. The expression on John's face was stone cold serious and DeShawn nodded back to him. 

"John, if Becca is ok with it, then I think it's a great idea." DeShawn said sincerely. 

"Cool." A mischievous smile came over John's face. "How about we surprise Becca with it tonight?"

DeShawn laughed. "As long as I don't get my ass kicked by Becca, fine."

John extended his fist and the two guys fist-bumped each other and blew it up a little! It's a guy thing! Becca joined them a few minutes later and they all sat down (Becca sat next to John) and enjoyed breakfast. Conversation flowed easily around the table and any awkwardness was erased as they caught up on each other's lives. It was Saturday and it promised to be a hot one, so they made plans to go out to Lake Amistad and have a picnic. The lake had several pavilions, which would provide shade and the temperature of the water should be a nice and cool. 

John showered and Becca packed for the picnic. One thing most folks don't realize is how much stuff you have to pack when you have baby. It's was a ton of stuff, in addition to the food and drinks for the picnic and DeShawn ended up loading it all in the SUV. John called and reserved a pavilion for them and they were off. 

Becca wore one of her hot little bikinis, but covered with jean shorts and a t-shirt. John and DeShawn wore swimsuits and t-shirts, which was perfect lake attire. They all slid in to John and Becca's SUV and they were off. John drove and DeShawn rode shotgun, with Becca in the back with Bethany.

"DeShawn, how's the life of a combat controller been lately?"

He sighed. "Busy, way too busy as far as I'm concerned." DeShawn was silent for a moment, before continuing. "My best friend is over in the sandbox now and it's a bit frisky where he's located."

"Is he ok?" Becca asked

"Yes. He's fine." DeShawn laughed. "Marcus is made of Teflon, nothing can stick to him." 

"Well, I hope he stays safe and comes home soon." Becca added. 

"He will. He's due to rotate back in a few weeks and he'll be back on the prowl in no time." DeShawn looked over at John and then back at Becca. "Marcus is my best friend in the world, but he's a serious player."

Becca laughed. "Is that so?"

"Yea. He's my boy." DeShawn looked down for a second before continuing. "We went through training together and then got station at the same base. He's like the brother I never had and he actually pushed me to visit you guys."

"So you're an only child DeShawn?"

"Yep. My mom and dad kept trying for a brother or sister, but it never happened." He laughed. "They keep pushing me to get married again and have kids, but it doesn't make sense right now. I'm never home more than a few months and it's almost impossible to meet someone who can handle that type of lifestyle."

John nodded. "Yea that does seem tough."

"I've been married once, to a very nice lady, but it didn't work out. I was always gone and she couldn't handle the constant worrying."

"I don't think I could either DeShawn." Becca added softly. 

DeShawn nodded and looked out the window. "I get it. It's got to be hard on a woman, sitting at home worrying about your husband. Where is he? Is he coming home? What if he gets injured or worse?"

Conversation in the car died for a while, as they all processed that information. The life of any individual in a combat role, was especially hard on their families. 

"Anyway, I figure I have another few years, before I'll be ready to move into a training role or get promoted to a non-combat position."

"Are you looking forward to getting away from the action?" Becca asked.

"Hell no." DeShawn responded quickly and then looked back at her. "I'm good at what I do and I think it makes a difference. I don't want to hang up my spurs just yet."

John nodded and secretly felt thankful that DeShawns career would keep him from being a threat to his marriage. He trusted Becca implicitly, but it was reassuring to know that DeShawn was still committed to his job and not to finding a new bride, because John was sure Becca would be first on his list. 

They arrived at the lake and found the pavilion pretty easily. John drew the duty of unloading all their stuff, including a travel crib for Bethany. They setup everything and then headed down to the water, where Becca dropped her jean shorts and t-shirts and jumped into the water. The bikini she was wearing wasn't the 'see through when wet' bikini she wore to South Padre Island, but it was still a Brazilian cut bikini that showed off her curves very nicely. 

DeShawn helped John get the crib and coolers setup, so they would be ready when they got hungry. John carried Bethany down to the water and walked up to his waist and let Bethany get a little wet. She was only 7 months old, so there wasn't much Bethany could do in the water, but she smiled at John happily and kicked her legs when John dunked her to her waist. 




Friends with Benefits Ch. 01



Becca watched John and Bethany play in the water and tears stung her eyes a little, as she looked lovingly at her husband. While DeShawn was a gorgeous, well-muscled, beautiful black man; it was John that was there for her and Bethany every day. It was his quiet deeds and actions that made her life wonderful and complete. She wiped her eyes quickly and dived into the water, swimming strongly out to a floating dock and climbing on board to enjoy the sun. 

John caught Becca looking at him out of the corner of his eye, as he played with Bethany, and he guessed the direction of her thoughts. They had been married long enough that he could accurately guess what she was thinking and Becca had a horrible poker face, so he was usually right. Happiness welled up inside him and he ticked Bethany a little, before carrying her back to the pavilion. The Texas sun was punishing and Bethany didn't need to spend that much time out in it. 

DeShawn missed the exchange between John and Becca, because he was getting a soda, and he passed John on the way down to the water. 

"Is Bethany ok John?" He asked as they approached each other. 

"Yep. I just don't want her to get too much sun. It's not good for her, so I'll play with her up here for a while."

"Cool man. Anything I can help with?"

"Nope. I'm good. Thanks for asking."

"Cool. I'm going to go teach Becca how to swim."

John laughed. "Dude. Good luck. Becca swam in high school and she's pretty good."

DeShawn nodded confidently. "We'll see."

John made it up to the pavilion and put Bethany inside her play crib, with her favorite toys. Bethany immediately seized on a little stuffed dragon that John bought her and she smiled as she hugged it close. The dragon played a tune, when it was stretched properly, but Bethany didn't care, she just loved to hold it. 

DeShawn dropped his t-shirt next to the water and dove in, feeling the cool water play envelop his body. His strokes were powerful and he made it to the dock very quickly. Air Force Combat Controller training focused a lot of time and attention on swimming and other useful water skills. DeShawn felt completely comfortable in the water and it showed as he swam out to the dock. 

"Hey mister. Come here often?" Becca teased as DeShawn hauled himself easily out of the water. 

Becca couldn't help but feel excited as DeShawn lay down on the dock next to her. The water beaded invitingly on his dark skin as he lay back and let the hot Texas sun dry his body. Becca felt herself grow moist as she looked over at the sexy black man next to her; DeShawn's chest was perfectly proportioned and his abs were beautifully formed. She resisted the urge to run her tongue over his chest and abs.

"God you are so sexy, DeShawn." Becca exclaimed and fanned her face with her hand. 

DeShawn laughed out loud and Becca enjoyed the sound of his voice. He rolled onto his side and stared openly at Becca's body. 

"You're not so bad yourself, Becca." 

"Why thank you!"

The rest of the day passed fairly quickly, with John, Becca and DeShawn taking turns watching Bethany, while the others swam in the lake. Lunch was great, but mostly because everyone was hungry, and they headed back to John and Becca's house in the early afternoon. John called their normal babysitter and she was available, so John arranged to have Bethany watched for the evening. 

"How does a movie sound to everyone?" John asked as he put together Bethany's bottle, diapers and other stuff, for the babysitter.

"Sounds great, babe." 

Becca responded and looked over at DeShawn who nodded and smiled back at her. They exchanged a look that John missed, because he was packing Bethany's travel bag. 

"Great, tell ya what. I'll drop off Bethany at the sitters and you two pick out a movie. When I get back, we can leave." 

"Sounds great baby. Thanks for handling Bethany." Bethany smiled at John.

"You're welcome, honey buns!" I drew out the words 'honey buns' and Becca rolled her eyes at me. 

"Get the fuck out of here Johnny!!" 

Becca's voice was light and mocking, because she knew I hated to be called Johnny. John muscled Bethany's bag out to the car and then gathered Bethany carefully and buckled her into her car seat.

As soon as John was out of the driveway, Becca jumped into DeShawns lap and locked her lips onto his, with a low, urgent moan. The kiss broke just long enough for her hands to grab his t-shirt and pull it above his head quickly, while DeShawns hands massaged her breasts. Becca stood up and slipped offer her clothes with a broad smile, before kneeling in front of DeShawn and pulling down his swim trunks. His cock sprang free, already hard, and Becca's mouth covered the tip of cock, her tongue massaging the sensitive tip.

DeShawn's head rolled back and he closed his eyes, as Becca continued to suck his cock, her mouth going further and further down his rock hard shaft. DeShawn felt her cup his balls and take his entire cock down her throat, humming slightly. The pleasure was intense and he moaned loudly and he watched Becca's head bob up and down on his cock. 

"God, I love the way you suck my cock!"

Becca looked up at DeShawn, the tip of his cock still in her mouth, and she winked at him. She popped the cock out of her mouth and licked the tip with a naughty smile.

"I love sucking your beautiful cock baby." 

"Hmmmm. You are such a slut. You're my little queen of spades slut, aren't you?"

Becca nodded as she ran her tongue up the side of his cock. 

"I'm only your slut baby."

DeShawn put his hands on her head and forced her head down on his cock and started to pull her head up and down on his cock. Taking control of her head turned him on immensely and he felt his orgasm building. 

Becca placed her hands on DeShawns legs and focused on taking all of his cock in her mouth. DeShawns strong hands pushed her head down on his cock forcefully and she felt herself get even wetter. It was extremely erotic to be controlled by her beautiful, strong black boyfriend and she loved feeling his hard cock pass over her lips and down her throat. 

Becca's white skin and blonde hair contrasted erotically against his darker skin and DeShawn couldn't take his eyes off his personal queen of spades. Despite his best efforts, DeShawn felt his body push past the point of no return and his cum spurted forcefully into Becca's mouth. She lips pressed tightly around his cock and she swallowed quickly as DeShawns seed filled her mouth. 

Becca coult tell DeShawn was getting close and she felt his cock harden against her lips. DeShawn pushed more of his cock inside her throat and slowly pulled her head back. Fortunately they timed it right and DeShawn filled her mouth with his tasty cream and Becca swallowed it happily, without spilling it or choaking. Pleasing DeShawn made her very happy and Becca took pride in her ability to suck cock, especially DeShawn's big, beautiful cock. 

DeShawn's chest was rising and falling quickly, as he recovered from another amazing blow job, courtesy of his white princess. Becca smiled up at him, gathered her clothes and went to the bedroom to change. DeShawn watched her gorgeous, sexy ass walk away and he pulled his swim trunks up and ran his hands over his head. 

She's married dude and you like her husband, DeShawn reminded himself. 

He waited a few minutes, before walking into his room and changing his clothes. Becca occupied his thoughts and he couldn't help wondering what his life would be like, if she were in it permanently. It was a fantasy, for a lot of reasons, but DeShawn's brain was working overtime trying to find a way for Becca to be in his life on a more permanent basis. Eventually he gave up the fantasy, finished dressing and went out to the living room and turned on the TV. 

John returned home and found DeShawn watching TV and he gave him a short nod, before heading into the master bedroom to change. 

"Hey babe." John said to Becca as he walked into their closet. 

"Hey." Becca was changing into one outfit, before changing her mind and trying on another outfit. "Did everything go ok with Bethany?"

"Yep." He slipped on a pair of jeans and looked over at Becca. "Is everything ok with DeShawn?"

"I think so, why?" 

"Just curious. He seemed kind of quiet when I came back."

"Ah. Well, he's probably just tired and the blow job I gave him after you left, probably took the energy right out of him."

Becca said it so matter of factly, that it didn't register with John at first. When it finally did sink in, the double-take John did was priceless and Becca couldn't help but laugh. 

"Damn." John said after a full minute of silence. "Can I get one of those?"

Becca laughed and pushed her husband up against the wall. 

"Yes. I was hoping you'd ask."

She slid down and opened John's pants slowly, freeing his cock and taking it into her mouth completely. Becca loved her husband and that included his penis, but she couldn't help but compare it to DeShawns and unfortunately John suffered by comparison. Becca moved her head quickly, taking all of John's cock easily into her mouth and running her tongue slowly around the head. John moaned loudly and Becca could tell her husband was close. She cupped his balls lightly and thrust her head down on his cock, just as John released into her mouth. Becca swallowed all of John's cum easily and smiled up at him. 

"I love you John." She said sincerely. 

John's chest was heaving and he looked down at his beautiful wife. 

"I love you too Becca. Thank you."

"You're welcome. Now let's go see a movie."

John nodded tiredly, re-fastened his pants and picked out a new shirt to wear. Becca finally found an outfit she liked and she applied some make up, put her hear up in a ponytail and announced that she was ready. 

They made it to the theater just in time to catch the opening previews, but unfortunately the theater was pretty full and they couldn't find three seats together. As a result, John told Becca and DeShawn to sit together and he found a single seat near the front. 

The movie was the newest comic book superhero movie and it was really good. John watched the entire movie, without trying to check on Becca and DeShawn. Honestly, it wouldn't have done much good anyway, because John was in the very front of the theater and the two lovebirds were almost in the back. When the movie ended, John found Becca and DeShawn waiting outside for him. 

"What did you think?" 

John asked DeShawn excitedly. 

"It was great. The action was good and the special effects were amazing."

John agreed and they started to talk about the action sequences, while Becca rolled her eyes. She seemed a little miffed and she walked in front of them, on their way back to their car. 

"What's up with Becca? Did you two fight?"

DeShawn laughed. 

"No. She wanted to fool around, but I wanted to watch the movie, so I think she's a little pissed off." He looked over at John. "She has a temper doesn't she?"

John couldn't help but laugh. 

"Oh. You have no idea."

They headed back to John and Becca's home, where John made them all snacks. He confirmed with the sitter that she was ok with Bethany spending the night and he arranged to pick her up in the morning. John, DeShawn and Becca all sat around the TV, munching lightly on popcorn, chips and salsa talking and watching TV. 

John eventually winked at DeShawn as Becca yawned and stretched on the couch. 

DeShawn nodded got up and grabbed Becca's hand, helping her to her feet and kissed her softly. 

"Come with me." DeShawns voice was low, filled with lust and he pulled gently on her hand.

"Are we going to your room?" Becca's voice was confused. 

"No. John is sleeping in the spare bedroom." He looked into Becca's eyes. "You and I are sleeping in the master bedroom for the remainder of my visit."

Becca's eyes opened wide in surprise and she looked over at John, who nodded back at her and smiled. 

DeShawn bent down quickly and picked Becca up. The muscles on his arms bulged as he held Becca easily and pulled her against him tightly. 

"You're mine Becca." 

Becca looked into his eyes and lowered her head against his chest. 

"Yours." She whispered. 

John watched them disappear down the hallway into the master bedroom. A tangled web of emotions grew hot in Johns chest, as second thoughts coursed through his brain. He knew that Becca needed this time with DeShawn and he wanted her to be happy. Becca's attraction to black men was very strong and the fact that DeShawn had fathered her child, resulted in an especially strong bond with DeShawn. Prior to DeShawn's visit, John and Becca had many discussions about this topic and John was confident that Becca would always choose him in the end. It was a matter of trust for John and he trusted Becca. It was that simple. It wasn't easy, but it was that simple. 

DeShawn didn't waste any time, once he stepped inside the master bedroom, and he closed the door with his foot and lightly tossed Becca onto the bed. He stood next to the bed and slipped out of his clothes, while Becca just watched him. 

"God you're gorgeous." Becca whispered, as DeShawn finally stood next to the bed, his muscular body fully naked. His cock was half erect and Becca's eyes locked on it, her mouth starting to water slightly. 

"You like what you see Becca?"

"Yes." 

"Then get over here." 

DeShawn reached down and held his cock out to Becca, who didn't need any more encouragement. She slid over and rolled onto her stomach, taking DeShawns cock into her mouth and sucking hungrily. Her hands found his hips and she held them tightly, while her mouth continued to lick and suck DeShawn's beautiful cock. 

A big smile broke out on DeShawn's face as he watched his little white slut, suck his cock with abandon. Becca was a true queen of spades, a woman who loved black cock and she belonged to DeShawn. He stepped back abruptly and his cock popped out of Becca's mouth. Confusion and disappointment flashed over Becca's face, as she looked up at DeShawn.

"Get Naked." 

He uttered just two words, but the command in them was unmistakable and Becca leapt to comply immediately. She rolled off the bed and hurried to get out of her clothes. A few seconds later, Becca stood naked before DeShawn, her chest heaving and her pussy soaked with desire. 

A confident smile crossed DeShawns face as he viewed his possession. DeShawn turned her quickly, so that she faced the bed and he pushed her upper body down, gently, but powerfully. Becca gasped as she felt his strong hands push her head down, so that her upper body rested on the bed, while her ass and pussy remaining open to DeShawn. Bent over at the waist, Becca felt exposed, vulnerable and hugely excited, as she waited for DeShawn to use her, to take what he wanted from her. 

DeShawn's cock was fully erect and he couldn't wait to bury it inside of Becca, but he wanted more; he wanted total control of his slut. DeShawn reached forward and found Becca's hands, which he promptly moved behind her back, holding her tiny wrists together with one hand. He was able to hold her hands behind her back with one hand, while positioning his cock against her pussy with the other. She was wet, very wet and DeShawn smiled as her pussy lips drenched the tip of his cock as he moved it up and down over her pussy lips, while Becca moaned in anticipation. 

DeShawn thrust inside of Becca powerfully and sank his entire cock inside her, in a single thrust. He held himself fully inside her and pushed her head down against the mattress, muffling the load moan that burst from her. This wasn't about Becca's pleasure and it wasn't about being intimate with each other. DeShawn was fucking her solely for himself. He was using his little snow bunny as a slut, using her as a queen of spades should be used; to satisfy a powerful black man. He smiled triumphantly as he heard her moan and felt her push back against his him, trying desperately to get more of his cock inside her. Becca's pussy fit his cock perfectly and he loved the nice, tight feel of her sugar walls, around his black shaft. 

Slowly DeShawn pulled his cock out of Becca, leaving only the tip insider her. He hesitated, watching his little white slut writhe on the bed, trying to push herself back and get more of his cock. Becca was moaning into the thick comforter, begging for more, almost crying in desperation for more of DeShawn's cock. Her body quivered in anticipation and DeShawn waited only a moment longer, before he thrust back inside her. Another moan escaped Becca and DeShawn could feel her surrender through his cock. He owned her now, she was his willing possession and he could do whatever he wanted to her. 

He was in complete and total control now and DeShawn quickened his pace, thrusting hard each time, before slowly withdrawing, only to ram his cock inside her again. The slow, hard pace he was setting drove Becca wild and her moans never stopped. DeShawns thrusts drove her up on the balls of her feet, as he claimed her pussy. 

Despite his best efforts, DeShawn could feel his orgasm building and he couldn't hold it back any longer. He released Becca's hands and she braced herself on the bed, while DeShawn clamped his hands onto her hips and drove his cock into her pussy, harder and faster. 

The sweet explosion of an orgasm burst from his cock and he felt his cum jet powerfully into Becca's pussy. The orgasm rocked his body and he continued to push his cock as deeply as possible into her womb. Privately he hoped he was getting her pregnant again, because this was the woman who should bear his children. 

It took a few minutes for both DeShawn and Becca to catch their breaths. Finally, DeShawn backed away from Becca and his cock left her pussy with a little pop and he moved over and let himself fall back on the bed. It felt like a flood of cum left Becca's pussy as soon as DeShawn pulled his cock out and Becca moved quickly to the bathroom to get a towel. DeShawn always came in buckets it seemed and tonight was no exception. If she hadn't started birth controls pills again, Becca was certain she would be pregnant with DeShawn's second child. It was a thought that made her feel warm and feminine inside. 

Becca kept the towel between her legs and carefully walked back into the bedroom. She brought DeShaswn a hand towel for his cock and also a wash cloth, to clean up the cum that landed on the floor. Becca paused and gazed at the strong black man laying on his back; his body was amazing and his muscles stood out clearly. The smooth dark skin seemed to outline each muscle group and they shined beautifully in the dimly lit room. 

"What are you looking at?" DeShawn's voice interrupted her thoughts and Becca realized she had been staring at him. 

"I'm looking at a beautiful, strong, gorgeous black man." She said sincerely. "He's an amazing lover, strong but gentle, and he's very gifted." She smiled at him and winked. 

"Hmmm. Thank you." DeShawn motioned with his hands. "Now get in bed with me gorgeous."

Becca climbed in bed and they both arranged themselves so that they were laying normally on the bed. They slid under the covers and Becca moved over, laying her head on DeShawn's beautiful chest and letting her hands roam over his stomach. 

"I like the way you touch me Becca." DeShawn said seriously. "It feels really nice."

"I love your body." She giggled and ran her fingers over his abs. "I can't seem to get enough of it." 

DeShawn laughed and wriggled against her touch. 

"That tickles baby."

"Sorry. I didn't realize a big strong, combat controller like yourself was ticklish." 

Becca's tone was playful, but she stopped and simply rested her hand on his stomach. 

"There's a lot about me you don't know Becca." 




Friends with Benefits Ch. 01



The tone of DeShawn's voice was anything but playful and Becca raised her head and looked at him closely. His eyes were serious and he looked up at Becca, his hand rising to stroke her blonde hair. Becca wasn't sure what to say, so she remained silent, content to simply drink in the gorgeous man sharing her bed. 

"Becca, I...." 

DeShawn's mouth closed, then opened again, but closed again almost immediately. He shook his head slightly and looked away from Becca. Emotions that he wasn't familiar with, flowed through him and he wasn't sure it was a good idea to say what he was thinking, out loud. He felt Becca's fingers on his face and she gently turned pulled on his chin, until their eyes met. 

"DeShawn, it's ok. You don't have to talk or try and explain anything." She leaned down and kissed him tenderly. "Just be with me tonight."

Becca's eyes were smoldering with lust and DeShawn pulled her to him and kissed her passionately. The afterglow of sex, quickly turned into the burning fires of desire for both Becca and DeShawn. Their lips found each other and their hands moved over the sensitive parts of their bodies, reigniting the flames of passion for both of them. 

DeShawn rolled Becca underneath him and slowly entered her, taking his time, and enjoying the smooth silky feeling of her. This time wasn't urgent and there wasn't a trace of dominance or submission in their actions. The passion had cooled from a bonfire to a warm, gentle heat that enveloped both of them. DeShawn pushed inside Becca, enjoying the feel of her fingernails on his back and the way her hips pushed up to meet his thrusts. Tenderly, he moved down and took her nipple into his mouth, while holding himself inside of her, but with several inches left to go. Becca cried out as the pleasure surged through her and she pulled DeShawn's head down against her chest. The smell of vanilla entered DeShawn's nose again, as he moved over to the other nipple, taking it into his mouth and biting down gently. Becca's body shuddered underneath him and he pushed completely inside her, feeling his cock bump against her cervix. 

Becca was hungry for more of DeShawn and she couldn't wait for him to push inside her again. The pleasure of DeShawns cock was overpowering and his gentle, passionate approach this time broke through her emotional barriers. When she felt his mouth on her nipple, Becca gave herself completely to Deshawn, as another beautiful orgasm ripped through her body. The hard passionate fucking they'd done earlier, had given way to tender, gentle lovemaking that surprised Becca. 

Tender caresses and soft kisses flowed freely, as DeShawn and Becca continued to explore one another. They switched positions and Becca rode DeShawn slowly, smiling down at him tenderly, while she enjoyed every inch of his manhood. When his hands found her breasts again, Becca arched her back, enjoying the sensations his strong hands created in her body. 

As inevitable as the sunrise, DeShawn felt his orgasm building inside him again. He didn't want to finish with Becca on top of him, so he tenderly moved her onto her back again. His hands moved over her smooth, muscled legs slowly and he moved them apart. DeShawn mounted her again, spreading her legs apart and keeping them in the crook of his elbows. This position allowed him to penetrate her deeply, while still keeping their faces close together and he leaned down and kissed Becca passionately. As his orgasm neared, he couldn't help but push inside Becca harder and faster, the gentleness of their lovemaking pushed aside as his body hungered for relief. 

Becca sensed the change in DeShawn and reached down to grasp his ass and pull him against her. She loved the hard, passionate, deep thrusting that DeShawn had transitioned to and she wanted to feel him cum inside of her again. DeShawn gave a long, low groan and pushed powerfully inside her and Becca felt his cock release inside of her. An unexpected orgasm burst from Becca at the same time. The pleasure of feeling DeShawn orgasm on top of her, had brought her to another orgasm. It was a powerfully feminine feeling and her hands moved up to his back, holding him tightly against her. The strong muscles of his back felt amazing to her hands and she loved the feeling of his chest against hers. 

DeShawn collapsed on top of Becca and caught his breath. He felt her lips press against his chest, neck and shoulders, as Becca softly kissed him all over. A smile broke out on his face, as he felt her soft lips trace his collarbone and he rose up on his elbows to look at her. 

"Becca you are amazing. You know that?"

She beamed up at him and hugged him tightly, before loosening her hold on him. 

"I'm glad you think so. I think you're pretty amazing yourself."

DeShawn smiled and gently rolled off her and lay on his back. Becca reached over the side of the bed for the towel she'd used earlier and used it again to clean up. 

"Ugh. You have a lot of stuff, DeShawn." Becca complained lightly. 

"Sorry baby. It's a black thing."

Becca laughed and got out of bed, heading for the bathroom. She cleaned up, washed her face and brushed her teeth, before heading back to bed with DeShawn. Just as she was getting into bed, he went to clean up as well and Becca did a quick survey of the sheets. Surprisingly there wasn't really a wetspot on the bed, so she didn't have to change the sheets. She did however, decide to put on some sexy, thong underwear and climb back into bed, waiting for her man to join her again. 

My man? Becca thought to herself. Just for a few more days Becca. Don't forget to guard your heart and remember your husband and beautiful daughter.

It was so easy to let go and throw caution to the wind when she was with DeShawn, but she couldn't allow herself that luxury. Becca reminded herself that was able to be with DeShawn, only because of her generous and understanding husband. John trusted her and he deserved to have that trust rewarded. Becca took a deep breath and refocused her mind on the totality of her situation. 

DeShawn felt a subtle change in Becca when he climbed back into bed with her. She smiled at him warmly, but it wasn't the same and he had a good idea why. 

"Everything ok Becca?"

"Yes. Everything's fine." She ran her hand over his chest again. "You're a very special man Deshawn and an amazing lover." 

"But?"

Becca looked at him seriously. "You know the 'but' DeShawn." 

He sighed and nodded his head. 

"Yea. I know the 'but' and he's a really nice guy."

"Yes he is and he's a wonderful husband and father."

DeShawn rolled onto his side facing Becca. 

"Do you want me to go back to my room?"

Becca smiled naughtily at him.

"Hell no. I only have you for a few days and I plan on enjoying every minute of it." 

DeShawn laughed. "Good. So do I."

Becca patted his chest. "Then get some sleep gorgeous, because I'm going to wear you out again in the morning."

John smiled as he made his way back out to the living room. He'd overheard the final conversation between Becca and DeShawn and his heart was so happy it was almost bursting. The situation with DeShawn had created a ton of anxiety for him, but now he felt happy and secure in his marriage. He shook his head, as he considered the situation and how any husband could feel secure, when his wife was fucking another man in their marital bed. It was a weird situation, but it worked for everyone and the sight of DeShawn fucking Becca made Johns cock painfully hard. 

John grabbed a hand towel out of their half-bath and quickly jerked his cock to orgasm. The memory of Becca's white legs spread wide for DeShawn as he thrust inside of her powerfully were seared into Johns brain. It was these memories that brought him to an orgasm and his hips bucked uncontrollably against the towel in his hands. Quietly, he put the towel into the clothes hamper, reminding himself to do the laundry tomorrow and he went back to the couch to sleep. He considered sleeping in the spare bedroom, but all of DeShawns stuff was in there and the couch was just as comfortable. He replayed the conversation with Becca and DeShawn in his mind, as he drifted off to sleep. 

Becca woke early the next morning and gazed over at DeShawn's, watching his chest rise and fall slowly as he slept. A slow smile crept over her face, as memories of last night replayed themselves in her head and she felt her pussy moisten. He was so gorgeous and she was tempted to wake him up with a little oral sex, but she resisted the urge. She carefully got out of bed, checked the spare bedroom before walking to the living room and checking on her husband. 

She stared down at John. He was very good-looking and the love she felt for him, welled up inside her and she leaned forward and kissed his cheek gently. Her fingers ran through his hair and he opened his eyes and stretched on the couch. 

"Good morning sunshine." Becca whispered. 

"Hey babe. Good morning. How are you?" 

John asked as his eyes devoured Becca. She was naked, except for some sexy thong underwear and she smiled at John as she followed his train of thought. 

"I'm good baby. Do you like what you see?"

"Like it? No." He winked at her. "I love it Becca. I love it from nose to toes, baby."

"Good answer. Mr. Man."

"So what's up? Want me to get breakfast started?"

Becca shook her head. "No. I was wondering if you wouldn't mind picking up Bethany. I miss her."

John nodded and checked the clock. It was 7:30, which was a little early, but he knew their sitter would be up with Bethany already, so he nodded to Becca. 

"Thank you baby. Will you also swing by Dunkin Donuts?"

"Anything else?" He laughed. 

"Please baby? Please?"

"Ok Ok. I'll get dressed in a second." He swept the blanket back from the couch and stood up, his morning erection was painfully obvious. 

"I'll take care of that later." Becca laughed and flicked it with her finger. 

"You better missy."

John got dressed, cleaned up a bit and headed out the door. Since Dunkin Donuts was farther away, he'd start there and pick up Bethany on the way back. It shouldn't take that long and he wanted some donuts as well, so it was a good idea. He also suspected Becca and DeShawn wanted a little bit more private time and that was ok with him as well. 

Becca had slipped on a t-shirt, while John was getting ready and she gave him a little kiss on his way out the door. She watched him get into the car and drive off, before she ripped the t-shirt off and headed back into the master bedroom. 

DeShawn was still sleeping and Becca stopped to stare at him again for a minute. He was absolutely gorgeous and his dark skin contrasted nicely against the cream colored sheets and blankets. Slowly and carefully, Becca drew the blankets back from his body and lowered her head down to his cock. A quick smile crossed her face as she realized DeShawn had his morning erection as well. It was a nice little quirk that most men got every morning and it was up to the woman, whether or not she wanted to have fun with it or not. This morning Becca decided to have a lot of fun with DeShawn's morning "wood" and she ran her tongue across the tip of his cock. 

The salty taste was exquisite and she loved the smell of sex; that lingered on his cock and balls. Becca lowered her head further and took half of his cock into her mouth, enjoying the hard, smooth, veiny texture of it and running her tongue along the sides. She glanced up to see DeShawn wide awake, his hands behind his head and a big smile on his face. Becca loved his dimples and she winked at him as she lowered her head again, taking all of his cock into her mouth and throat. His cock was completely covered in saliva and it slid deliciously in and out of her mouth as she focused on giving DeShawn the best blowjob of his life. Her efforts were rewarded with a groan and she felt his hips push his cock upwards. Becca cupped his balls her hands and pushed down on his cock, humming lightly when she had it all in her mouth. She knew DeShawn loved that sensation and it usually brought him close to an orgasm. 

Becca's talent was rewarded with another groan and her experience with DeShawn proved right again, as his cock grew even harder in her mouth. 

"Here I cum Becca." DeShawn gasped. 

Hot cum blasted inside Becca's mouth and she quickly swallowed the rich, creamy juice, savoring the taste and texture. She kept her mouth locked on his cock, until DeShawn gently moved her head up and away from his cock, with a heavy, contented sigh. 

"Wow. What a great way to wake up." 

Becca laughed and sat on the end of the bed. 

"I'm glad you liked it." She looked down at DeShawn. "How do you like your shower baby? I'll get it ready for you." 

"I like it hot, almost scalding Becca." 

Becca nodded and left to get the shower running. A few minutes later, she returned and pulled him to his feet. DeShawn let her pull him out of bed and he walked behind her to the bathroom. She stopped and pulled back the shower curtain. 

"Get in. I'm going to lay out some clothes for you."

"Wow. Ok. Thank you."

"You're welcome." Becca looked up at him. "Coffee sound good?"

"It sounds great."

"Cream and sugar?"

"No, black is fine."

Becca slowly looked him over from head to toe, a smile lighting up her face. 

"Yes it is!"

She laughed and left the bathroom. DeShawn shook his head and reminded himself to play the lottery, because he had to be the luckiest guy on the planet today. He enjoyed the shower and found a hot, steaming cup of coffee sitting on the sink in the bathroom. Becca appeared intent to take care of him today and he didn't see any reason to argue. When he went into the spare bedroom, he found the clothes Becca laid out for him and it looked like she'd ironed his clothes as well. 

DeShawn got dressed and wandered out into the living room to find Becca cleaning up in the kitchen. He sat down on the couch and watched her for a minute, enjoying the view of the beautiful and sexy white wife, before she realized he was there. Their eyes met and Becca gave him a beautiful, but slightly embarrassed smile. 

"Good morning handsome. Need a refill?"

"No. I'm good thank you Becca."

She nodded and continued to clean up the kitchen. DeShawn turned on the TV and got caught up on ESPN sportscenter. The sound of car doors closing announced John's return and Becca and DeShawn met him at the door. 

"Hey guys. Can one of you take Bethany and I'll go back and get the donuts?"

"Sure." DeShawn reached forward and took the baby carrier from John, carrying the wide-awake Bethany into the living room. 

Becca followed her husband back out the car and gave him a kiss as he retrieved the donuts. John smiled at her and handed her the box of donuts. 

"Did you make any coffee?"

"Absolutely baby."

"Good. I was going to get some at the Donut shop, but I figured you'd already made some and I'm glad I was right."

Becca leaned into her husband's body as they walked up the sidewalk to the front door. Just before John reached the front steps, Becca pulled on his hand, stopping him and he turned to look down at his wife. 

"John, I love you baby." 

Becca's voice was soft, serious and she looked into her husband's eyes, hoping he would see her sincerity reflected in them. A small smile crossed Johns face and he stroked Becca's cheek lightly with his fingers. 

"I love you to Becca. I worry about losing you to DeShawn, so it's really nice to hear you say you love me."

"You won't lose me John. I'll stay with you for as long as you want me as your wife."

John's smile grew even larger. 

"So forever then."

Becca laughed softly. 

"Yes John. Forever."

John and Becca entered the house holding hands and smiling and DeShawn looked up from playing with Bethany. 

"Hey guys. Are those the donuts Becca promised?"

John held up the box with a triumphant smile. 

"Yea buddy."

The three of them gathered around the table and enjoyed the exquisite taste of fried dough and sugary icing. Bethany sat on Johns lap and enjoyed a little of the sugary goodness, a big smile breaking out on her face. Becca passed around a gallon of milk and all was right with the world. Personally DeShawn preferred Krispy Kreme donuts, but he had to admit that Dunkin Donuts made an acceptable donut. 

When the last donut had been claimed and they'd all had enough coffee, John took Bethany to the living room and they played with her favorite toys. Becca handled the dishes again and DeShawn stepped outside to check his voicemail. He stepped back inside almost immediately and his entire body language had changed. The relaxed and happy DeShawn had been replaced by the hard, combat tested airman. As John looked over at DeShawn, he got the distinct feeling that a predator had just woken up hungry. 

"Guys. I need to go." 

DeShawn's voice was serious and it contained a note of urgency that was unfamiliar to John and Bethany. 

"Go where?" Becca asked confused. 

"Florida." DeShawn replied curtly. "I just got a voicemail from my CO and our unit is being put on standby."

"I thought you were on leave though DeShawn." John asked 

"I am John." His voice was harsh and he took a deep breath before continuing. "I'm sorry, it's just that I can be back in Florida in 18 hours, maybe sooner, and I'm not going to let me team go without me, if I can help it."

John and Becca exchanged a glance and they both looked back at DeShawn and nodded back at him. 

"What can we do for you?" John asked. 

"Can you help me pack?"

"Absolutely." 

Becca took over watching Bethany and John followed DeShawn in to the spare bedroom. It didn't take long to gather and pack his things and within 20 minutes they were all saying good bye. John shook his hand and wished him well, before taking Bethany into the house and leaving Becca and DeShawn to say good bye. 

A few minutes later, Becca came in the house crying softly and fell into Johns arms. He felt her body shudder as she dealt with DeShawn's abrupt departure and he held her against him tightly. 

"It's ok Baby. DeShawn is going to be fine."

Becca nodded her head against his chest and snuggled against John even tighter. They held each other until Bethany decided she needed something and started crying.

John watched Becca with more than a little concern, as she busied herself with taking care of Bethany. DeShawns departure shook both of them and even though John liked DeShawn, a part of him was relieved he was gone. John sensed that the bond between Deshawn and Becca was growing and he felt it was only a matter of time before that bond grew into something that would end his marriage.

The rest of the day passed pretty quietly for both John and Becca. They focused on taking care of Bethany, cleaning up their house and checking in with their friends who lived nearby. Since DeShawn was gone, there was no reason for them to stay on leave, so they both decided to go back to work the next day. 

The night was warm and a little muggy, but they decided to sit out in the back yard and share a bottle of wine. Bethany was content to play in her little crib and John and Becca made small talk about going back to work. Their conversation was light and they both made a valiant effort to avoid dealing with the 800lb elephant sitting on the patio with them. Eventually though their efforts became transparent and pathetic and John finally had enough. 

"Becca are you ok?"

Becca looked down at her lap for a minute before answering.

"Yes. I'm fine John. I just wasn't ready for DeShawn to leave so quickly."

"Are we ok Becca?"

Becca looked over at John sharply, her eyes narrowing a little. 

"John, yes we are fine." 

"Hey. Don't get mad at me, because I'm worried about our marriage Becca."