5 comments/ 31514 views/ 0 favorites Video Amateurs Ch. 02 By: betwixt_and_between The delivery man went into the kitchen to make his call. I figured he didn't want giggling female voices to tip off his manager that the car trouble story was a shuck. In a minute or so he was back—totally naked. His cock was easily fourteen inches long flaccid, and the diameter of a kielbasa. "Whoo!" Karen cheered. "I like what you got dangling." It was so uncharacteristic of her I rubbed my eyes—and other parts of my anatomy. "Name's Jerell," he said, offering her his hand. Instead of taking it, Karen gently grasped the shaft of his penis, stroked it in greeting and said, "Pleasure, Jerell. I always like to know a man's first name before I suck his cock." "That's a good rule to live by," Jerell said. He turned to Nicole, who covered her face and gave an embarrassed laugh. "You sure you up for this?" he asked her. "Only if she goes first," Nicole said, still shielding her face. "Fine by me," Karen replied. "First served, first cum." "You fulla rules I like, girl," Jerell cackled, clapping his hands together. "Only, you want me to take a lil sponge bath first? I been deliverin' for hours and I be kinda funky for what ladies got in mind." "Wouldn't hear of it, Jerell," Karen said in a breathy voice filled with desire. "I love the taste of cock sweat." The next song, Rick James' SUPER FREAK, began playing. My Karen inched lower and lower to the beat of the music until her face was mere inches away from the head of Jerell's cock. Jerell was semi-erect already and doing something that made his cock jerk and jump no-hands to the same beat. Karen took his shaft in her hands and jacked him once. Then she kissed the tip and licked it all over. The head of Jerell's cock after that much stimulation from Karen had grown to the size of a large heart-shaped plum—the the kind that would win you a blue ribbon at the state fair. "Do you like it when I lick the little hole at the end?" she asked Jerell. "Girl, I like everything you do, long as you keep on doin'." Nicole watched intently as Karen grasped the base of Jerell's penis, took its massive head into her mouth and eagerly sucked on it. "I don't think I can deep throat you," she joked. "Do the best you can," Jerell sighed. Karen took several inches of the shaft into her mouth, letting go with a pop after each plunge. Soon his cock grew so stiff from her attentions that it resembled a huge police nightstick covered in black leather. Karen's slick saliva made it glisten as though it had been treated with Armor All when seen in the twinkling Christmas lights. Jerell groaned with pleasure. Waiting in the wings, Nicole seemed to study Karen's technique as she pondered what it would be like, knowing she soon would be sucking Jerell's cock herself. Jerell began pumping his hips, pushing the length of his cock into Karen's mouth. She gagged once, then came up for air and said, "Sorry," before taking a deep breath and going down for more. But try as she might, Karen could never take in more than about the first eight inches of Jerell's immense tool. Jerell's moans grew louder and more intense as Karen sucked away. When he groaned, "I'm fittin' to cum." Karen withdrew and poised her face directly under the tip of his cock and jacked him furiously, her mouth opened wide and tongue extended. Then the doorbell rang. "Oh, man!" Jerell said. Karen reached up and grasped Jerell's cock head with thumb and forefinger, pinched down on it firmly for a count of three and said, "Hold that thought." "But girl, I'm fittin' to cum!" Jerell protested. Karen was already halfway to the door. "Tell her," she said, pointing to Nicole. By now I was so excited, watching my conservative wife bring a powerfully hung black man nearly to orgasm, that I paid no attention as Karen got the door. Rather, I focused the Ipod on Jerell and Nicole, finding it hard to catch my breath I was so aroused by the prospect of secretly witnessing inexperienced Nicole's maiden voyage into the wonderful world of fellatio, particularly with such an imposing partner. Nicole backed away at first, staring at Jerell's fully erect Mandingo penis towering in full view. "C'mon, girl, hep me out," Jerell pleaded, "I'm fittin' to cum." Saying, "I—I don't think I can do that," Nicole scurried away a few steps. Directly past the room divider where I was hiding. "Omigod!" she screamed when she saw me there naked, video recording the whole thing. "Omigod! There's a naked guy hiding behind here and he's got a camera!" "Say what?" Jerell shouted, outraged. He followed her, his cock still erect, until he stood over me crouched on the floor and demanded, "What the fuck you think you doin', man?" "I'm her husband," I offered weakly. "Karen's my wife." "You one a them pervert muthafuckas wanna play hide and seek, make a movie while you watch your ol' lady suckin' some nigga cock? That your game?" Karen said, "Jerell please. We were only making the video for our own pleasure, to remember and treasure the experience, you know?" I noticed for the first time that Karen had once again answered the door naked. This time a zaftig woman in her late forties and wearing a pizza delivery uniform stood watching us. Her blonde hair was cropped short. She was wearing plus-size jeans tight enough to show a distinct camel toe. Even from across the room I could clearly notice how her full breasts strained at the buttons of her uniform shirt. "Ain't nothin' wrong with a little peekaboo video, long as it's done in good taste and kept private, I always say." "I like your attitude, Joanie." "Thanks, Karen." Addressing us all she went on, "I was just telling Karen here how I've already seen it all and done most of it. Now that I get a gander at Jerell here, I wouldn't mind joining in. I prefer black men sexually, you want to know the truth." "Well get undressed Joanie. Let me introduce you around. This gentleman of course is Jerell, the guest of honor for the evening. This is my husband Jeremy—the videographer, and this sweet young thing beside him is Nicole. Nicole's partial to manual stim by another woman, but she's confided to us that she wouldn't mind sucking a black cock—Jerell's cock, to be precise. As a matter of fact, Nikki and I were right in the middle of a blow job contest when you rang the bell." "That stud can ring my bell anytime," Joanie said, giving Jerell a close visual inspection from ten paces. She had taken her jeans down, exposing a pair of white panties which she quickly slipped off, and unbuttoned her pizza shirt to expose an old-fashioned cantilevered brassiere that must have been 45DD. "Who wants to help me with this here?" she asked, reaching behind her to unhook the rear closure. "I love a white woman with a clean-shaved pussy," Jerell remarked, staring at Joanie's genitals. "Then you come to the right place, Darlin'," Joanie said. Turning to Karen she asked, "What was you sayin' about a BJ contest?" "Oh, yes. You're welcome to watch or even join in if you like. Jeremy will video the entire thing, but the video is for our personal use only. Absolute discretion guaranteed, right, Jeremy?" "Right," I muttered, scrambling to my feet. My cock was still hard and jutting out and upward at a forty-five degree angle. "Which of you takes care of poor Jeremy while Jerell is judging your blow job contest?" Joanie asked mischievously, moving a step closer to me. "I guess you're elected, Joanie," I said, looking Karen directly in the eye. "If you're willing to, that is." "Ready, willing and able, Darlin.' That is, if Karen here don't mind." "Go ahead if you want," Karen replied, a bit coldly I thought. Joanie didn't waste any time positioning herself, kneeling down in front of me and taking my cock in her mouth as though that service was all part of the pizza delivery. She looked up into my eyes, smiled mischievously and took the head of my stiff cock into her mouth. Her swirling tongue and bobbing head gave me a profound thrill that made me quiver right down to my spine as soon as she began sucking. I reached down to caress her tits. She had huge dark areolas and erect nipples that extended nearly a full inch outward. She interrupted her labor to tell me, "I love when you do that, Darlin'. Keep on touchin' my boobies like that." For her part, Karen somewhat angrily resumed sucking Jerell off, renewing her heroic efforts at deep throat. From time to time she coughed and gagged when she tried to take him all in, but when he asked whether she wanted to take a breather she waved him away and kept going. Joanie was bringing me close. Seeming to sense my imminent climax she said, "Y'all can cum in my mouth or on my face if you like. Either way, I'm ready for ya. Just watch out for my hair, okay?" Before I could agree, the doorbell rang again. Karen withdrew from sucking Jerell and called out, "Nikki, could you get the door?" Naked and apprehensive, Nicole nevertheless complied. But when she threw open the door stark naked, there was a black policeman in uniform standing at the door. MORE TO CUM Video Amateurs Ch. 03 Nicole panicked and tried to slam the door, but the cop's reflexes were too quick for her. He caught the door with the flat of his palm, pushed it open and strode in. Nicole screamed. "Had a report of a neighborhood disturbance at this residence. Now I'm beginning to see they was right." "Who—who called the police, officer?" Karen blurted. "That's confidential information, Ma'am. The real question is, what the hell are you fuckin' people thinkin' all running around nekkid? The way this young woman opened the door wide as hell, a kid could have seen everything. I got five kids home, and I can tell you the last thing I want. You know the last thing I want, Miss?" he asked Nicole, his stern face inches away from hers. "N—no," she answered, quivering. "Anybody care to hazard a guess? No? I'm gonna tell you, then. The last thing I want is to have my kids witness trashy behavior like this among so-called adults. Now I could write you all up right now for multiple counts of indecent exposure for what you've got goin' on. Each count carries a maximum penalty of a twenty-five hundred dollar fine and a year in County. It appears to me there's also a good deal of open and notorious adultery and fornication goin' down. That's multiple separate criminal penalties right there, for every one of ya. And I haven't even got started searchin' the premises for drugs." "Isn't there some other way of handling this, Officer?" I asked him. The cop paused and appeared to consider the question, then answered, "You tryin' to offer me a bribe, sir?" I felt a sensation like a garrote tightening around my throat. "N-no. Absolutely not," I stammered. "Because if'n you are, well now that's an entirely different set of charges. You're talking major felony here." "Nobody said bribe," I protested. "I never even used the word." "I know you never, but it's what you meant." Before I could protest any further he went on, "Now someone in my position of authority, but possessin' less moral courage than myself at the present moment, could possibly be persuaded to overlook the offenses bein' committed here by you all tonight... " "Anything, officer," Karen pleaded, her voice quavering. "I'm encouraged by your response, Ma'am," the cop sneered. "I was about to say that such a morally weak individual as I've described might be swayed from the performance of his sworn law enforcement duties if a lovely lady such as yourself was to offer herself to him for the unworthy purposes of anal sex. With y'all as eyewitnesses, of course." A defeated tone in her voice, Karen looked around at me, then at the others and said, "Whatever you say." "Which one's your husband?" the cop asked, indicating Jerell and me. "He is," Karen said, pointing to me. "If this white dude's your husband, what the hell you doin' suckin' this nigga's dick for him in front of everybody?" "Thought it'd be fun, I guess." "You thought it'd be fun? Some people got them some funny ideas in they heads about fun." "Something different," Karen shrugged. "Somethin' different? You about to experience something real different then. Assume the position." "What are you talking about?" "Bitch, assume the position," the cop shouted. "Get down on your hands and knees and be stickin' out that phat white booty for me while I whip out my bad black snake." Silently, Karen complied with his orders. The cop undid his Sam Browne and his uniform belt. His pants fell down around his ankles and were soon joined by his loose-fitting boxers. Joanie and Nicole both gasped when they saw the size of his cock. It dwarfed Jerell's, if such a thing were possible. Next to the two of them I felt like a preadolescent child between two genital giants. By now Karen was shaking with fear. I ran to the master bathroom, opened the medicine cabinet and grabbed a tube of K-Y jelly. By the time I returned to the foyer, the cop was jacking his cock. I handed him the tube of lubricant. He squirted it liberally all over his cock head. Then, almost as an afterthought, he squirted a dollop of the clear substance directly onto Karen's anus, then rubbed it around with the tip of his engorged cock. "Goin' in barebacked. You all got a problem with that, husband man? Didn't think so." I couldn't respond, but neither could I look away. The cop roughly inserted his penis up to about an inch, grinning at me as he did so. Karen groaned. He pushed harder, gaining another two inches. I was afraid Karen's anus or rectum might tear from stretching, but the cop kept at it, poking inch after inch of his cock up Karen's ass until he had it buried up to the hilt. Karen winced and moaned, but she wound up accommodating it all. I caught the entire thing on video. Then the cop started pumping away, slapping Karen's ass cheeks as though she were an unruly mare. Each time he withdrew and forcefully penetrated her again she cried out in humiliation and pain with each thrust, her cries growing louder with urgency. Finally, after many minutes of this, the cop grunted, "Fittin' to get me a nut!" "Hit that white muthafucka, Laurence," Jerell encouraged. "Wait a minute," I said. "You know this guy, Jerell?" Jerell and Laurence the cop laughed. Jerell said, "Oh, man, I put out the 411 to Laurence soon's I made the call to work." "I'se just getting' off shift when Jerell tell me you all be havin' a sexual ruckus and wants to know will I join in." Laurence started pumping his hips in more rapid rhythm, gasping spasmodically. He pulled out just in time to spurt pulse after pulse of semen onto Karen's ass cheeks and lower back. He squeezed out the last few drops and said, "Kinda hard to say no, seein's how you all been so accommodating. Hell, husband himself brings me the K-Y and big-titted wifey here tilts up her big booty for my ap-probation. Make that my Af-robation. Show us that gap, girl!" Karen, still on hands and knees, pointed her freshly-penetrated ass in the direction of the Ipod. Her anus was now a gaping orifice that still yawned more than an inch in diameter, not yet having recovered its elasticity after Laurence's rough usage. "You all white folk sure know how to support your local po-leese," Laurence smirked. "Husband, reach your hand in there for me, see if it's where I lost my car keys." Karen was indignant. "Listen you two assholes," she said. "Jerell, she talkin', 'bout us?" Laurence clowned. "Now that you've got me loosened up," Karen said, "there's something I've always wanted to try. Either of you ever hear of DP?" MORE TO CUM Video Amateurs Ch. 04 "You can't handle double penetration, girl," Jerell scoffed. "Not with two brothers inside you. We'd split that thang like a catfish." "If you aren't up for it, Jerell, say so," Karen taunted him. "I ain't up for it. First you gotta wash Laurence off your ass. Then, as I recall, I was fittin' to judge me a blow job competition and it ain't even halftime. I ain't heard from the skinny redhead yet, but so far, Karen, between you and her? She in the lead." "The lead? Nikki? She's afraid to take that big thing anywhere near her mouth. You thought I wasn't looking, but I saw her run away from that monster cock of yours when I took a breather and went to let Joanie in." "Did not," Nicole protested. "I can do anything you can do, Karen," she added defiantly. "So can I. And don't forget about including me in that blow job contest of yours," Joanie said. "Hey, what about the cameraman?" I asked in what I thought would come off in a joking tone. Karen didn't seem to take it that way. "Oh sure, I just bet you'd love a chance to have two strange women suck your cock, wouldn't you, Jeremy," Karen fumed. "It didn't seem to bother you, sucking a strange man's cock or getting fucked in the ass by another stranger." "You mean Laurence here? I thought he was going to arrest us all and drag us off to jail naked. I was simply trying to spare you the humiliation, Jeremy." "Yeah, Jeremy," Laurence added in a mock-scolding tone. "Jeremy look like he used to bein' humiliated," Jerell added. "Not really. Not until tonight," I said. "Well, tonight's the night, isn't it, Jeremy?" Karen gloated. "You know tonight was everything you ever wanted. You've always wanted this. You always wanted what's happening this very moment, right before your eyes, not to mention what's going to happen later tonight. Want to know how I know?" "How you know what?" "How I know that you've always craved being cuckolded over and over, especially by well-hung black men, right in the privacy of our own home. How I know you secretly get off on humiliation and degradation. It's all on your computer, Jeremy. Your life is an open book. You can't keep any secrets from your wife, especially when she took the trouble to slip a keylogger onto your PC when you weren't looking." "Why in the world did you install a keylogger on my computer?" "Because I love you, you stupid dork. Because I knew you were bored with our sex life. You as much as said so by your indifferent responses, so I took steps to find out the kinds of things that really turn my husband on. And did I find out! Did I ever!" "What do you mean?" "I know all the sites you frequent, Jeremy. And I know why. You secretly desire being cuckolded by me, don't you? And not only that, you crave seeing me humiliated sexually in front of a group of strangers. When you brought that gadget home I knew things were going to come to a head tonight, no pun intended. So why don't you finally admit what it is you really want, Jeremy? Why don't you step up and be the director for once in your life?" "I'm glad I caught this delivery," Joanie remarked. "I ain't missin' this for the world." "Me either," Nicole agreed. "All right," I told Karen. "You asked for it. I'll be the director. And as the director, I'll expect you to follow all of my instructions to the letter. After all, as you pointed out, my dear, I already have the entire script in my head." "Yes, sir," Karen replied. "Girls, are we agreed?" Nicole and Joanie nodded their eager assent, Joanie adding, "Long's them two Mandingoes plan on stickin' around for the action." "We ain't goin nowheres," Jerell said. "Laurence?" "You the one's married, not me," Laurence said. "Then we're good to go. Now this next scene takes place in the master bedroom so let's all meet in there and handle the blocking for the big bukkake finale." "Kind of an undress rehearsal, Darling?" Karen smiled. "Gentlemen? May I lead the way?" I loved watching her take Jerell's and Laurence's cocks in either hand and lead them, strolling nude and casual toward our bedroom. Karen lay supine on our king-size bed while I instructed Nicole to lie perpendicular to her at the foot of the bed. Nicole spread her long legs and let her feet dangle off the side of the mattress while Joanie knelt between Nicole's knees. Joanie at that point needed no further direction. She began kissing and snuggling at Nicole's pussy. Nicole's sighs, the stiffening of her pert nipples and flushing of her abdomen left no doubt she was thoroughly enjoying Joanie's oral attentions. "Now I want you to alternate, Karen, between sucking each man's cock. Suck one while you jack the other one, then vice versa. Keep them both nice and hard, okay? Remember, I'll be capturing the whole thing on home video. " "Aye aye, Darling. I think I can handle it," Karen said. In fact my direction seemed rather superfluous; she had already begun. Jerell and Laurence's stiff cocks stood at attention as Karen labored to bring both men to orgasm. I knew the inevitable result would be my wife's face decorated with the semen of two strangers, random guests in our home. I thrilled at the sight of Karen's mouth willingly accommodating the cocks of these men. Karen even touched the tips of their cocks together in her prodigious effort to get both of them into her mouth at once. The dusky skin tightening against the twin throbbing poles made them glisten as though they'd been coated in black lacquer. Joanie worked with her fingers on Nicole's cunt, burying the middle and ring fingers all the way in, imitating Karen's earlier endeavors. Nicole was rutting like a pig from the sound of things. Suddenly she convulsed, uttering a cry of distress and disgust, and tried to sit up. "Ain't no reason to get all worked up, Darlin'," Joanie comforted her, patting her thighs in a reassuring manner. "You just had your first pussy squirt, is all. Happens to the best of us. If we're lucky, that is." "But there's so much of it." Nicole whimpered, "and I got it all over you, Joanie." "Not to worry, Babe; Gramma Joanie knows just what to do. Gramma Joanie be the cleanup woman." Joanie began licking the abundance of clear fluid from her fingers and forearms, even using her fingers to wipe drops of it from her face, then sucking those fingers clean. "Tastes kinda sweet, like honey from your honey pot, Sweetie," she said. "All's you hafta do is remember who it was who gave you your first squirt, and you'll cum runnin' ever' time." She winked broadly at Nicole, who gave her a shy and knowing smirk in return. "Hey, Jerell, whatever happened to that blow job contest you all been braggin' about?" Laurence taunted. "You fellas just forget about that," Karen said. "I'm going to take care of both of you right now. Who's got some hot cum for me? You close, Jerell? How about you, Laurence?" "I'm fittin' to bust me a nut," Jerell groaned. "Don't stop," Laurence sighed. "I want you both to cum on my face while my husband catches it all on video." Karen furiously jacked each man's cock, holding the tips poised directly over her wide-open mouth, her tongue fully extended. With an explosive exhale of breath and a paroxysm of spastic groans Jerell came first, a pulsing spurt of thick semen that clung in gobs to Karen's eyebrows, nose and even a stray streak or two in her hair. Karen milked his cock to wring out the last few drops, squeezing it like a washcloth as she flicked her tongue tip over the slit at the head to catch the last few stray drops of Jerell's ejaculate. Then, after a coy smile and a "Thank you" directed at Jerell, she turned her considerable attentions to sucking Laurence's cock as he pumped his hips faster and faster. "Here cums," Laurence sighed, his voice taut with arousal. "Give it to me Baby," Karen moaned. "Give it all to me. Right on my face and in my mouth. Shoot all over my face—" Laurence moaned like a man being tortured, then came in a surging, spurting eruption of cum that mostly made it into Karen's mouth. When he had finished he stood close by, massaging Karen's breasts and rubbing and trailing his receding erection against her nipples. Jerell had moved on and was now occupying himself with eating Joanie's pussy as she lounged in a bedside chair. Karen said, "You might want to come in closer, Honey." I did as she asked. Primping for the camera, her face bedecked with trails of semen, she demurely whispered, "How do you like it, Honey?" Then she opened her mouth wide, extending her tongue again to show me the opalescent pool of semen she was holding in her mouth. Without another word she clamped her mouth shut, blinked her eyes and swallowed the whole thing down. "Oh, man," Jerell marveled. Karen responded with a sweet and coquettish smile meant for me alone. "I don't know about you all, but all this sex and walking around naked is making me hungry," Joanie said. The perfect host, I offered, "Who wants pizza?"