6 comments/ 224828 views/ 28 favorites Some Threesomes are Great By: JANAMARIE This is the third episode of the Bob and Sara relationship. If you will remember from the first two they are brother and sister and finally gave in and became sexually involved. In order to try and separate themselves from the problems that an incestuous relationship would cause in their private lives they agreed that Sara would go off to college and the separation would do them both some good. It didn't work as well as they thought it might and they ended up getting together at every opportunity. This is a continuation of that saga: "Bob, I have some exams at the end of the week but will be free for the weekend and the first couple of days of next week. How about driving up to Philadelphia and picking me up and we can continue up to Newport Friday night and then spend Saturday, Sunday, and Monday and head back on Tuesday. There is a boat show going on that I'd like to see. Leave a message on my answering machine to talk about it." Well, that was Sis telling me what she wanted us to do for the weekend. We are generally in sync but I wasn't sure I felt like the drive to Newport. I called her machine and told it we'd have to talk about the trip and for her to keep trying my cell phone. She called back within the hour to tell me more about what she was thinking about. "Bob, you will remember me telling you about my roommate, Marlo. The black girl." "Yes I do." I answered. "But what the hell does she have to do about the weekend?" "Well, you will remember I told you she is three years older than me and is still a virgin." "Yeah, so what?" "I told her I would ask you to take care of that problem for her if she would join us for the trip up to Newport." "WHAT, you mean you want me to fuck your roommate?" "Yes, but you don't have to be so crude about it. I am asking you to have sex with her and since it would be her first time I was hoping you would be gentle about it." "You mean like I was with you?" "Yes, sort of." She purred. "Sara, you are something else. What does this girl look like and has she simply accepted the fact that you and I go together and I would be having sex with her without any feelings for her at all?" "Yes, she know you would simply be doing her a service." "Holy shit. You are something else. Are there any more virgins up there in that college you would like me to deflower?" "Bob, don't be so crude. If you don't want to do this for her just say so and she will have to find someone else." "No, I hate to turn down a new piece of pussy. I'm getting a little tired of rattling around in that cavern of yours." I joked, just waiting for her to explode and explode she did. "You no good piece of shit. How can you talk about me that way? I thought you really cared for me and not just for the sex." "Slow down honey. I was just teasing." I drove up there at noon Friday and met the two of them at the small apartment they shared. Marlo was a knockout with a magnificent body. She was about five feet two and one hundred and five pounds with one of thinnest waists I had seen. Her smile was to die for and her skin was a light chocolate and her hair was smooth and silky black. She had to bend over to load her suitcase in the car and the sight of her delicious tight little ass had me thinking of all that was in front of me on the trip before I even got in the car. I could see the bulge of her tits and they looked fantastic. She was one fine looking gal. Halle Barry, the movie star came to mind as I looked at her. Newport is about two hundred and fifty miles from Philadelphia and other than crossing the Bronx in New York it is almost all Interstate so I expected to get there no later than seven counting stopping for lunch. The drive went well and we had a late lunch at a great little seafood restaurant on the Connecticut shore just over the NY/Conn. Border. We arrived in Newport right at seven PM and got a room at the major hotel right on the waterfront. I used my corporate account number to swing it for most of the rooms in town were booked because of the boat show. We had a suite with adjoining rooms; a living room between the two rooms and each room had a king-sized bed and a balcony overlooking the harbor. "Girls, what do you say we take a short walk around the harbor and find a good spot for dinner before returning here for a nightcap?" Sara jumped at it. "Marlo, I hope you like seafood for this place is famous for it." "I love it. Next to pasta it is my favorite." She replied. We found a nice little place right on the pier and were fortunate to be able to swing a table with only a half-hour wait. We grabbed a few drinks and walked around the harbor with one of those buzzer gadgets they gave us to let us know when our table was ready. The table couldn't have been any better. It was off in a corner and we had all of the privacy we could ever ask for. "Marlo, Sara told me what you want me to do and I hope you aren't going to regret this weekend." "I know I won't. Sara told me how you introduced her to sex and it sure sounded as if you were very gentle. I'm hoping you will teach me a lot more than just how to have intercourse." "What do you have in mind?" I asked. Sara was just taking all of this in and I wasn't sure if she had prompted Marlo on what to say or not. "Well, I read lots of things about oral and manual stimulation and I am hoping you will teach me about those as well." "Honey, and I hope you don't mind me calling you that, please answer one thing for me. Why do you want me to teach you those things? Don't you think you would have learned them when you went to bed with some guy you really cared for?" "Sure I would but I don't want to appear that he had all of the fun before we did it. I want him to know that I had some too." I almost fell off the chair laughing. "You're something else and I will do my level best to make you an expert before this weekend is over." I laughingly replied. "It will be a first for me too. I never had sex with an African American gal before." We sort of hurried through the dinner I guess to get to the fun and games we knew was ahead of us. We picked one room for the activity and I said, "Girls, I'm going to take a quick shower and you can either join me or take your own." They opted for their own and I was in and out of the shower in a flash. I wrapped a towel around my waist and slipped out on the balcony with one of the drinks from the room's mini bar. The girls didn't take long and Sara stood just inside of the sliding door and said that she was going in the other room to take a little nap. I took it that that was my cue to get my instructor ass in gear. I went into the room and found Marlo on the bed with the covers pulled down and her just lying on a towel she had placed over the sheet. One look at her and my cock was rising to the occasion. Her eyes were glued to it and it wasn't long before she was saying, "Bob, you are immense. I'll never be able to take all of that inside if me." "Relax honey. Sara said the same thing and everything worked out perfectly." I lay beside her and pulled her face to mine for a long slow and deep kiss. She soon had her arms wrapped tightly around my neck and I let a hand slide down to gently cover her mound. She had most of her pubic hair shaved and my fingers could feel the moisture beginning to come out of her vagina. When we came up for air from the kiss I bent down and took a nipple between my lips and let my tongue massage it lightly. I brought my hand back up to lightly caress her huge breast and as I moved my mouth over to the other breast I could feel her breathe a little deeper. "Marlo, I am going to slide down and use my mouth on you to both increase your arousal and to lubricate you for the entrance of my cock." She just moaned without saying a word. I slipped down and positioned my arms under the cheeks of her ass with my hands up and across her stomach. My mouth was soon buried between her tight innocent pussy lips and my tongue was busy searching out her clit. It didn't take long before it was coming out from under its sheath as my tongue sought it out for some serious action. Her moans were getting louder by the minute and her hips were thrashing from side to side. I kept up the action of my tongue for a little while longer before she whispered, "Bob, come up here and kiss me again." I did and held her tight as the kiss ended and my mouth once again began enjoying her hard young nipples. While my mouth was busy with the kiss I replaced my tongue on her clit with the fingers of one hand. It wasn't long before the clit was uncovered and she whispered to me, "You are doing what I try to do to myself when I masturbate but you are doing it far better." I just smiled and then rolled over her and positioned the head of my cock in front of her pussy. I was holding my shaft with one hand and then I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her slit, lubricating it further with the juices of her arousal and the saliva from the exploration of my mouth just a few minutes earlier. Slowly I slipped the head between the lips of her pussy and could actually feel her pulse beating right up through my cock. The urge to drive it home in one hard thrust was almost overwhelming. I didn't know why I felt it greater than I did when I was opening Sara up some months ago but I did. I could feel her retreat from the pressure I was exerting to push myself into her so I moved slowly, just a fraction of an inch at a time, in and out, in and out, until I felt her begin to relax and I started some heavier pressure. It wasn't much longer before I felt the resistance of her hymen and I gave a much harder push as I opened her up all the way. Her arms were pulling me to her and she was throwing her young flat stomach hard up against mine. As I was pushing to get the last four or five inches into her I could feel some major resistance on her part. The pain of my large cock driving into her tight young pussy seemed to be causing her major discomfort. Her moans were becoming screeches and her breaths were hot and heavy. She had moved one of her hands over to her mouth and was biting on it to stifle any sounds coming out of her with the pain she was feeling. "Marlo, would you like me to stop now?" I asked She shook her violently from side to side and took it upon herself to throw her hips even higher and harder up at me. I continued the pressure and inch by inch I slipped deeper and deeper into her. I looked down and could see I still had a few inches to go and I thought that I might be easier to just give one more thrust and see how far I got. I did and the screech turned into a scream as the pain almost overcame her. That was all that Sara needed to hear to come running into our room to see what was going wrong. What she saw was Marlo's firm young brown legs wrapped around my back with her arms doing the same around my neck. The last thrust causing the scream had driven me into the hilt and she had planted her lips on mine as she moved her ass from side to side and then up in small slow circles to meet up with my thrusting. Tears were running down her cheeks but they had turned into tears of enjoyment rather quickly. I moved my mouth close to her ear and whispered, "The pain will only be there for a minute or so and then you will be feeling terrific." She just nodded. Sara was wise enough to slip back out of our room without letting Marlo know she had witnessed the final act of her losing her virginity. I settled into long slow thrusts coming all the way out with just the tip of my cock staying in her and then driving it all the way back again. I didn't have to say a thing before she was matching my thrusting and we were soon in sync with one another. I could feel the warmth begin deep inside of me as the heat of her passion was adding to my own. Her breathing was becoming faster and deeper and I knew her own orgasm wasn't far off. I then felt her legs releasing my back and being thrown high in the air as her orgasm hit her. "Bob, oh Bob. I'm exploding." "That's the feeling of your orgasm honey and here comes my own," as I started to shoot stream after stream in her dark young pussy. My come lubricated her even more and I was soon slipping in and out of her faster and faster as I was filling her pussy with my come. This time it was me who planted my lips on hers and kissed her for all I was worth. She lowered her legs and once again wrapped them around my back as we lay there coming down from our orgasmic highs. Damn, I realized that Marlo's pussy was tighter than Sara's and it grabbed my cock as if it wouldn't ever let go. I rolled off her and had one arm under her neck and she was nuzzling her face against my neck. I looked down and could see a fairly large splash of blood on the towel under her ass. Right then Sara had timed it to join us. "Well, Marlo. What did you think of your first piece of ass?" Sara asked. "Oh don't talk about it like that. I thought it was wonderful and I don't know how I'll ever be able to thank you for sharing Bob this way." "Oh, I'll think of something." Sara uttered with a devilish look in her eyes. Sara came over to the side of the bed and said, "OK fat asses, move over and let me join you." Marlo and I laughed and scooted over to make room for Sis. "Marlo, I stayed out of the room while you were two were going at it figuring you would appreciate the privacy for your first time. Bob and I have been doing it long enough that I don't need that and anytime you want to watch us in action feel free to come close and watch." "Really, Gee I would love to see you two in action. I am certain I would learn some more." "Well, let me begin your training by showing you how I get Bob hard and ready for some more action right after he has had an orgasm." With that she reached over and slid her fingers up and down the length of my shaft. She let a few fingers slide around the head of it after coating them with some precum that was seeping from the tip of my cock and had the fingers of her other hand lightly caressing my balls. Damn, she has learned this lesson very well for I could feel the stirring deep inside of me already. While she was doing this I had a hand lightly massaging her breast and ever so tenderly pinching her nipple. That always turns her on big time and the moans coming out of her were evidence of her arousal. I pulled her on top of me so she would be riding me like a horse and Marlo's eyes widened as she saw what was happening. Sara knelt up and straddled me and I had a hand holding my cock straight in the air and in line with her pussy. She lowered herself on to the head of my cock and then let herself slide all the way down my long shaft. Marlo couldn't believe it and had to ask, "Sara, doesn't that hurt?" "Not a bit honey. It feels terrific. You'll see ... he'll fuck you like this before this weekend is over." Sara answered. I had reached up and was lightly pinching her nipples as she was rising and falling on my shaft. She would rise almost all the way off me but when she went down she drove herself harder than she ever did before. I could feel my cock touch something deep inside of her as she did that and I only hoped we weren't doing any damage to her insides. The only thing I could think of was that it was her cervix I was hitting and that wouldn't do her any damage. Her hair was flailing from side to side and she was biting her lower lip as her passion increased. It wasn't long before she was completely aroused and her moans got louder almost to the point I was worried hotel security would be knocking at the door to see if there was anything wrong. When I felt her orgasm start I pulled her down and planted some big kisses on her to silence her noises. When she was in the middle of her orgasm she was driving her pussy hard against me and by then her moaning and screeching had stopped and all she needed to do was to kiss me and throw her tight little pussy against my cock. It wasn't much longer before I was feeling the heat in my balls and I was shooting a stream deep inside of her. Marlo leaned forward and watched my juices run out of Sara's pussy. "Well now. I think that each of you have a pussy that has been well and truly fucked. What do you say?" Marlo just laughed a little and nodded affirmatively. Sara said, "Sure, but I hope it is going to get some more attention before this night is over." "You can count on that." I replied. Marlo got very serious and asked, "Bob, did I do it all right. I mean, were you satisfied with having sex with me?" What could I say? "Sex with you was about the best I ever had. ... your pussy is the tightest I ever fucked ... your body is the most luscious I ever held??" I could say all of those things and more if I wasn't afraid to hurt Sara big time and certainly ruin what we had between us. "You were great honey and as we get into more stuff you will even get better. The way that Sara and I just had sex is something most girls like and we'll try that way soon." Sara jumped in with, "how about I get us a few drinks from the room's mini bar and we can pull on something light and sit out on the balcony and enjoy the scenery of the harbor. It really was something else. The boat show had filled the harbor with everything from small skiffs to some very giant and expensive yachts. I didn't like the wine in the mini bar and called down and had them deliver a couple of bottles of some I was familiar with. The girls had pulled on tops without their bras and shorts without their panties. I just had shorts without my skivvies and I would have loved to have had sex with one or both of them out on that balcony for all the town to see. What we were doing and where we were doing it and how we were dressed for it aroused me more than I could even think about. Marlo got giggling and when I asked her what she was laughing about she never answered but just pointed at my crotch. Sure enough I was harder than a steel rod and was making a hell of a tent in my shorts. I looked at her and asked her what she was prepared to do about it. "All I can think of was what I saw Sara do before when she was trying to make you hard but you are already that way so I don't know what to do." Sara had to jump in with, "Marlo, if you stroke that hard cock nicely enough it will explode the way it did inside of us earlier." "You mean I can make you have an orgasm with just my hand?" she asked. "Oh yes. You certainly could dear one. Would you like to try it?" "Everyone will see us." She muttered. "Well, we could get a towel and drape it over my crotch and you could stroke me under the towel." I suggested. "I'm afraid," she answered. "Gals, let's go inside where there will not be any prying eyes and I'll treat you both to something special." As soon as we entered the room I told them to strip and hit the sack. I did the same and told them both to lay back and spread their legs. They did it but Marlo was giggling big time. "What is the treat you promised?" "Patience my dear. I think that Sara might be guessing what I have in mind." I had them lay close together and I lay between their legs that were touching each other's. "Marlo, you said earlier you had heard about oral sex. I am going to perform it on each of you almost at the same time. How about that?" With that I lowered my face to Sara's pussy and folded the fingers on one hand into a wedge shape and inserted it in to her pussy. Her pussy lips closed on it and I let my tongue go forward to find her clit. While I was doing this I let my other hand reach over and gently, oh so gently, let it find its way into the opening of Marlo's tight, tight pussy. I didn't insert them more than an inch or so but let them wander around the outer lips of it. Some Threesomes are Great Ch. 02 Those of you who have read the last chapter of the saga of Bob and Sara (Some Threesomes are Great) will remember that Bob met up with Marlo, an African American girl and they fell in love and were married. (If you haven't read it I would strongly recommend you do before this) After a year they had a son, John, and things seemed to be going along just fine. As Marlo tells it... Well, I won't say the first couple of years of married life have been all peaches and cream. The racial differences seemed to raise their head a lot and at many of the most unexpected times. While it bothered the hell out of me it for what little Johnny had to face, it tore me apart seeing what it was doing to Bob. Our little boy Johnny was getting a bunch of crap from the other kids his age and he was just past two. He didn't know what it was all about but was upset because the kids he had played with up to then were being yanked away by their parents whenever they met in the playground. He came over to me in the playground in tears one afternoon and when I asked what he was crying about all he could mumble through his tears was, "They called me a half-breed. What does that mean Mommy?" I choked up so bad I wanted to go over and tear the throat out of the mother of the kid that said it: "It means that you are a lot smarter than them and they are upset about it." That seemed to please him for then. Things went along pretty much that way for the next year or so and we finally found a partial solution. We invited kids from the families Bob works with to join us at the nearby park for barbecues and games. There must have been a group of more than twenty would show up on any particular Saturday afternoon and the barbecues and games went great. A few weeks into it and I saw John drift over to the kids whose parents had acted as if he had the plague and ask them to come over and join his 'other friends.' The kids fell over themselves to be part of the crowd and their parents, not wanting to deprive them of the fun, sat there and fumed. Big hearted that I am, I walked over to one mother who seemed to be the spokeswoman of the group and said, "It looks as if your bigotry doesn't extend down to the level of the children. You really have a choice whether or not it ever does. Why don't you put all of that nonsense behind you and come over and have a hot dog, burger, beer or whatever you and your friends would like and perhaps pitch some horseshoes?" She just stared at me without saying a word so I turned to the other mothers who were there in the park and offered them the same. No one moved a muscle. Until, a little red headed fellow ran back to his mom and grabbed her by the hand and damn near dragged her over to our area of the park yelling, "Mom, you have to meet Johnny's father. He's nice" That did it. Those mothers came over one by one and I went into my hostess mode and it wasn't but a few minutes before there was laughter all around. Bob and I looked at each other and both of us had tears in our eyes. The next few months went along perfectly. Bob and I decided I would take a couple of years off before returning to the workforce and dedicate myself into raising John. I was able to get a work-at-home deal in my field that only required me to be either on the phone or my computer at the most two hours a day. It was perfect and I timed it for when Johnny took his nap. We didn't need the money but it kept me up in my field and provided me with an avenue of getting back in full time when I was ready for that. John and I made up quite a team against Bob. He would get the biggest kick when he came home from work and could see that we were conspiring something; usually it revolved around where we were going to go and eat that night. Bob would play the game by stating that he thought he would just get undressed and get to bed early that night. Johnny would look at me with his eyes wide open pleading for me to do or say something and then Bob would act as if he had changed his mind and would say. "That is unless John and you would like to go out someplace." Johnny's eyes would light up and he would blurt out "Can we go to Mickey Dee's?" Bob and I were doing our best on the next-baby front without any success. Our family doctor advised that we slow down a little and try and time our next intercourse with the time they had calculated my egg would be dropping. We did that for two months and viola ... It worked; we were going to have another child. After hearing the news from the obstetrician I was all over Bob when he came home that night. When I got through plastering kisses all over him I pushed back and he said, "Well, you know who we have to tell next don't you?" "Yep, I know and it's not my Mom and Dad. It's our little man." He simply nodded and smiled. "Johnny, would you please come here a minute?" Bob yelled. He wandered at his own slow pace into the kitchen and I picked him up and plopped him on the table sitting him between Bob and I. "Hey Superman (his comic book character of the month), we have a surprise for you." "What. Did you buy me something?" "Nope, something a lot better. Your Mom is going to have another baby." Quick as a flash he said, "Well, we want a sister or we don't want anything." Bob and I laughed and I told him we would be happy whatever it was and he asked if he could get down from the table and go back to watching the TV show he was watching. So much for his excitement. The announcement at my parents went over like gangbusters. We invited them to dinner at their favorite local Italian restaurant and drove up and met them there. We had called ahead and had the owner, with whom we had become good friends, give us one of his corner tables. We made sure we were there about five minutes late and when we went in my parents were already seated. Bob and I had discussed just how we were going to go about making the announcement and had it worked out pretty well. We were about twenty feet from the table and Johnny made a B line for his grandparents yelling at the top of his lungs, "Mommy's going to have a baby and it's going to be a girl." The whole restaurant gave us a big round of applause. I was forced to take a theatrical bow for my audience and Bob broke up laughing. Well needless to say John and Mabel were thrilled and the whole dinner conversation was consumed with it. Ah well, I am their only child and therefore their only chance to have grandkids. Things went along well for the next several weeks and Bob came home one night and announced we were going to Paris. Sara, our best friend in the world deserved to hear the news and not over a telephone. I was thrilled but then gave a ton of thought as to the wisdom of bringing little Johnny with us. Hmmm, he is way too young to understand and appreciate what he would be seeing and with him needing to get to bed early it would cramp our vacation sightseeing. .... Hello Mom and Dad!!! I made the phone call and asked if they would be able and willing to baby sit him for a week. It was her mother I was talking to and the answer I got was "Oh sure, you don't have to hurry home. We'll take good care of him." I'll bet. The boy will be spoiled rotten when we get back. We had a terrible time leaving them at the airport. I had gotten him a big stuffed rabbit and he was holding on to it as tight as he could. He looked up at us as we were walking into the jet way and just gave a little wave and then ran over to play with another little boy he had met in the waiting room. That was all I had to see. My tears flowed like a river and it was all Bob could do to quieten me down. "He won't even miss us" were the words I think I was saying through my sobs and tears. It was a night flight and we had the window and aisle seats so I threw up the armrest between the seats and cuddled as close to him as I could get. Knowing we would get chilled as sleep overcame us he rang for the flight attendant and asked for a blanket. We watched a movie and had a couple of glasses of wine and then snuggled down for the night; or so he thought. I had spread the blanket over his lap and up over my shoulders and all of a sudden he felt my hand unzipping his pants and then digging in to take out his cock. I looked up at him and just smiled. Over the past couple of years I had learned exactly how to get him going with my hand. I would trace the veins in his shaft with my fingernails and then moisten my fingertips with some precum and then roll those fingers round and round the head of his cock. This time I was only using one hand so I wasn't able to reach in and grab his balls for a light massage but I raised my head and give him a long warm kiss while my fingers were doing their magic. He whispered, "Honey, I am about to shoot a tremendous load. Do you have a towel or something to catch it in?" Another smile as I lifted the blanket and lowered my head beneath it and soon had a good chunk of his cock buried in my mouth. That did it. The towel he was asking about was my mouth and a warm mouth it was. God, the thoughts of what we were doing and where we were doing it made the excitement even greater. At one time he must have heard me gulp a little as he shot stream after stream down my throat. He was almost getting ahead of my ability to swallow the load he was throwing at me. A minute or so later I raised my head and had a huge smile with a very innocent 'who me' look plastered all over my face. God, I love this man. We both fell asleep shortly thereafter and were awakened in the morning with the announcement over the intercom that they would be serving coffee and croissants and we would be landing in forty-five minutes. It was at Charles de Gaulle airport and Sara was waiting just outside of customs waiting for us. I thought the hugs and kisses would never end between all of us. "Where's Johnny?" she asked. Bob answered with, "Sis, we thought it best to let him stay with his grandparents for this trip. Maybe next time." "Oh shit, I was counting on see him again. I have bought him a ton of stuff. Ah well, you can take it home with you and I'll phone him about it." The cab ride to her apartment was fantastic. We went past many of the world famous tourist sights of Paris and were ooohing and ahhing at all of them. Bob promised we would go and see them up close during our trip. Sara's apartment apparently is like most of them in Paris ... small. It is one bedroom and she had furnished it with a futon in the living room as a combo sofa and guest bed. It looked as if any of our sexual romps would be done on Sara's queen size. We had barely brought our luggage into the place and pushed the cases to one side when I looked as saw that Sara was stripping for action. "Damn, I've waited for this for so long I am ready to burst." She said breathlessly. "Well, Sis, you are going to have to wait a bit longer. I don't know about Marlo but I'm going to hit the shower first." I seconded the motion. When we came out and into her bedroom I had almost forgotten what a lovely body she had. We were close in the size of our breasts but I believe she has me beat with her tiny waist. Either way she came rushing into my arms and planted a huge kiss on me that I readily returned. "Bob, I am going to get on my hand and knees with Marlo positioning her pussy under my mouth and I am dying to feel that monster cock of yours buried in my pussy while I am pleasuring your wife." It took us all of a minute to assume the position and the action began. Sara had performed orally on me during our honeymoon so I knew what to expect but I had forgotten just how tender she could be. She found my clit with her tongue in a few seconds and then spent the next few minutes sliding her tongue first up one side of it and then down the other. While her tongue was doing its magic she had a couple of fingers deep inside of my pussy and when she separated her fingers and twirled them around I lost it. My orgasm was huge and I had moved my hands up to the back of her head and was pulling it as hard to me as I could. She stayed right there and lapped up every drop of my juices. While she was taking care of my pussy Bob was holding her hips and pulling them back to him as hard as he was driving his cock into her. She had her face lying against my stomach with her hands up fondling my breasts and she would grunt with each of his forward thrusts. I let my fingers comb through her hair and then all of a sudden I felt her stiffen and her moans were turning into shrieks. She was going over the top. Bob kept up his thrusting but harder than ever. When she felt she was through she pulled away from him and turned and took his cock in her mouth. While she was doing that I moved in and began licking up the juices running out of her pussy. She pulled her mouth off Bob to moan, "Oh God, that feels terrific." She put her mouth back exactly where it was and a good thing she did because Bob exploded and was soon filling her mouth. Bob let himself slide down on the bed and we all just lay there coming down from our orgasmic highs. "Damn, I knew I was missing you guys but I had forgotten just how much." Sara blurted out. It really was wonderful. The mingling of different skin colors without a single word being said about it was heartwarming. I am just sick that Johnny will have to experience the bigotry I have lived with my whole life and I can say first hand 'it ain't fun'. Ah well, we are here to enjoy and not think about things like that. Bob spoke up first, "Well, Sis, we have some news for you." Sara, quick as a wink, asked, "So when are you due Mar?" (She had taken to shortening my name during our honeymoon) "Darn you. We thought it would be a big surprise and here you knew about it. What did you do ... talk to my parents?" I laughed. "Nah, but one look at you and I could see there was something different. I just took a wild ass guess. So, when is the big day?" "I'm only two months along so we have a full seven to go." I answered. "Johnny wants a sister or nothing." Bob jumped in with and we all chuckled. "Well guys, you aren't the only ones with news." Bob sat up in the bed and said, "I'll choke you if you tell me your pregnant. Disease being as prevalent as it is we promised each other we would never have sex with anyone else without telling the other one. It is even more important now that I have Marlo. Sis, please don't tell me that is your news." "Oh come off your high horse Bro. That's not it at all but you're close. I have found someone in whom I am interested and I am going to introduce you to him on this trip. If he passes your muster I might let him take me to bed." "Wow, is he in for a treat." Bob replied. "I'm going to be anxious to meet a guy who can get your interest." "OK, now tell me the main thing. How is my little big man doing? God, I wish you had brought him with you." Bob jumped in with, "Hey, while it is great lying here with you two beauties, I think we can have some of these conversations while we are touring some of the sights we are interested in. Sis, do you have our trip planned for us?" "Do I have it planned for you? I will have your legs walked off before you are ready to fly home." Sara answered. With that we raced for the shower and I dug out the clothes we would be wearing. We were soon in front of her apartment and walking to the Metro for a subway to some of the scenic highlights in store for us. Montmarte was going to be our first stopover. Sara mentioned that it is known worldwide for its sex shops and just sort of seedy appearance. The windows of the sex shops that line some of the streets are something else again with their graphic display of all kinds of sex toys. I whispered to Sara that I thought it would be great fun to embarrass Bob and she just raised her eyebrows quizzically. I waited until we got near a crowd of tourists and went up to the window of one of the sex shops that was displaying all kinds of sexual erotica. I then started to act like I was getting all excited while pointing out some of the things in the window. I was raising my eyebrows, rolling my eyes and giggling and throwing in a few "WOWS" when I felt him grab me by the arm and pull me away. I threw my arms around his neck and started kissing his cheek and ear and acting as sluttish as I could while making sure that I was positioned so the tourists could see what I was doing. I never saw his face so red. He was stammering and stuttering and couldn't get anything out. We kept walking with me climbing all over him until we got around the corner and then I went into missionary mode... calm, quiet and reserved. He could have killed me but he and Sara were laughing so hard they had to lean against a building with tears streaming down their cheeks. For the rest of the trip all I had to do to get him smiling was to raise my eyebrows and roll my eyes. He remembered me in my trollop act and didn't want to suffer that embarrassment again. Damn, I do love this guy. Sara was laughing as hard as we were and promised to try the same thing with her new found beau to see if he had the same sense of humor. Dinner that night was going to be at one of Paris's world famous culinary shrines but it looked as if we weren't going to make the reservation time so Sara called and rescheduled for the next night. Instead we were going to take a cruise on one of the boats going up and down the Seine while the guide on the intercom system tells the tourists what they are seeing. That night the boat had a very small crowd and we almost had the top deck to ourselves. That deck has half of the seats in a cabin-like thing with the rest of them outside. There were two other couples on that top deck but they had chosen the inside seating so we went outside. Half way through the cruise Bob pushed me against the back of one of the seats and the next thing I knew was feeling something pushing against my groin. Damn, he had taken his cock out and was pushing it against me. He turned me around and pulled my slacks and panties down to my thighs and then had his cock all the way in me. Sara took one look at what was going on and simply said, "I'm next," and then walked over next to us to sort of block us from anyone else's view in case they came outside of the upper cabin. Sara then worked her way between me and the seat I was leaning against and planted her lips on mine for one hell of a kiss. All during this time Bob was ramming that pole in and out of me and he finally worked his hands around and under my jacket and up under my bra. As soon as he hit my nipples I almost flipped. "God, Bob, I'm going to cum." I whispered over my shoulder at him. "Then cum damnit. That's what this is all about." He laughed My orgasm was unbelievable. Once again I think it was the excitement of doing something like this in what would normally be considered a forbidden place that made it so thrilling. Sara could feel me cumming and kissed me all the harder. Bob was still not finished and I said to Sara, "Let's switch." I pushed my ass back and that threw him off me and Sara turned and slipped between him and I and soon had taken my place. "Well, well, well," we heard from Bob. "So, it takes two of you to get me off." I couldn't let that go without saying something smart-ass like, "Yeah, at your age you take a lot of care and feeding." With that he started driving his hard cock into Sara for all he was worth. This time the moans were coming out of him rather than either Sara or me. "That's it gals. I am going to fill your pussy honey." He was then driving it slow but hard and had his arms around Sara's waist pulling her back to him as he shot his load deep inside of her. Some Threesomes are Great Ch. 02 There was a small service bar just outside of the door into the cabin and I walked over and grabbed a roll of paper towels and handed them to Bob that he used to clean himself off. He handed a wad to Sara. Just then one of the couples that had be inside decided to come out for fresh air. We didn't realize it but they had been standing just inside of the door looking at the sights behind the boat as we passed them and not only saw the sights but also the three of us going at it. The gal looked at Bob in awe of his cock and the guy just mumbled something about, "Lucky guy" he mumbled. We all laughed but the gal kept giving Bob the eye even as we were finally getting off the boat at the end of the cruise. We better watch that bitch! We caught a Metro back to her apartment and hit the neighborhood café just down the street from her place for a final-final before we were going to hit the sack. Marlo and I were dragging for neither of us really slept that well on the flight over so it sure wasn't going to be a late night. We spent the next few days visiting a ton of the famous Paris sights. The Louvre had me wanting to come back for more but the place is so huge it would take forever to make a dent in seeing all it has to offer. One morning I asked Bob is he had heard when we were going to meet her new boyfriend and he hadn't but suggested we just ask. I did and instantly got a huge blush. "What's the matter Sara. Why are you blushing? "Well, to tell the truth I am very nervous about it. If you and Bob don't like him I'll have to dump him and I think I really like him." I screamed at her, "That's BULLSHIT." And that brought Bob out of the bedroom on the double and out with us. "What's the problem?" he asked. "Sara is under the impression that if we don't fall in love with her new boyfriend she will have to get rid of him and she really likes him so she as nervous as hell about our meeting him." "Sara, c'mon, stop that and stop it now. You and I love each other and you don't think for one minute that if you like him Marlo and I won't. And guess what, even if we hated the asshole, he's your asshole so that will make him OK in our eyes." 'My asshole' sure has a way with words and we all roared. That brought a whole new look to her face and she said, "OK, I thought that the three of us would go up to the top of the Eiffel Tower tonight after the light show starts. After seeing that we would drop down to the Jules Verne restaurant in the lower level of the Tower where we will meet him for a nice dinner. There are two elevators that take you to the top of the Eiffel Tower and we hardly had to wait at all for the first one. When we got to the first level and made the turn, the next one was also sitting there waiting for us. Not another person in sight. Whoopee, who knows what will happen up there? We walked around the parapet to get a good view of the sights from that altitude and were in awe of the beauty far below. Bob got a head of us and Sara pulled me aside and asked, "Mar, this might be the last time we will ever have sex together and I hope you won't mind if I give your hubby a BJ up here. I know it would turn him on and it will have me going crazy." "Sara, I would be pleased to think that someone as special to us as you are was going to be giving him a high altitude blow job. This would be the next thing to the one I gave him on the plane coming over." "Really, did you? Tell me about it." She begged. "Another time Sara. Go and do your thing right now before we get some visitors." Sure enough she walked up behind up and threw her arms around him turned him to her in the process. When he turned all the way she planted her lips on his and reached down and had her hand massaging his cock as the kiss went on. She soon had him hard and then had it out for the entire world to see. He was hard as a board and with his cock pointing out over the city far below us as he let out one huge bellow of, "Fuck Paris and the French." Damn, I thought the gendarmes we saw all over the place would have us in jail for that but they either didn't hear it or decided we were just a few drunk Americans and let it go. Sara was on her knees in a flash and while I always was amazed at how much of his cock she could get in her mouth this time she was even more awesome. She damn near had it buried. He didn't need to thrust she was doing enough of that for both of them and it didn't take long before he was damn near howling with the passion rising deep in his balls. She reached in and lightly touched his balls and that did it. He was filling her mouth with his love juices and she was gulping them down as fast as he was unloading them. The light show was beautiful after which we headed for the top to middle elevator. When we got to the lower platform there were two or three gendarmes and what looked like a couple of pair of tourists standing there looking up in the air. When they say us get off the elevator they all broke into a tremendous round of applause. They had been staring at a TV set that was showing the top deck on the screen. The whole top deck was monitored with TV cameras and everything we had done had been watched by all of them. Talk about embarrassed. I was mortified but Sara just took it with a grain of sand took a little bow for the crowd as they applauded again. We went down to the entrance to the restaurant with Bob in the lead followed by Sara and myself. As we were going through the door she said, "I'd love to have a picture of his face when he sees you are black." "Really! what you are saying is that you are so ashamed that your brother married a black woman that you chose not to tell him until he was in a position where it would be embarrassing to him and you if her rebelled in public. Well Sara, I'll save you the problem." I turned and said, "Bob, I'm not feeling well and I'm going to catch a cab back to the apartment. Have a nice dinner and you can tell the guy I approve of him. I'll see you later." He was shocked and said, "Honey, what's up? You are crying or have been" "No, nothing babe. I'll be fine just go and enjoy the dinner and don't to be too hard on the guy." With that I quickly turned and took a few fast steps to the entrance to the elevator. It was just stopping and disgorging passengers and I jumped on and was on the street below in a minute or so. So, live and learn as they say. I would never have guessed Sara felt that way about me but there it was. Our return flight home leaves the morning after tomorrow so I won't have to face her very long. I got madder and more hurt the more I thought about the situation and knew I didn't want to face her again. As soon as I got to the apartment I got on the phone and found a hotel room a mile or so away and made the reservation and called for a cab to be at the apartment in twenty minutes. I left a note for Bob telling him I would call him in the morning and then scurried around packing my stuff and dragging my rolling case down to the curb. The room was fine and I was asleep in a half-hour. The next morning I called and Sara answered the phone. "Good morning Sara, please put Bob on" "Mar, I'm so sorry you got upset with me last night. I certainly never meant to offend you." "No problem Sara. Make I speak to Bob please?" He was on the phone in a flash asking if I was all right. "I'm fine honey. How about grabbing a cab over here and YOU AND I can spend our last day in Paris just putzing around. Perhaps another quick visit to the Louvre?" "I am thrilled to hear you are OK but you sure worried the hell out of me. Promise you will never hurt me like this because someone else hurt you. OK?" "OK. How soon will you be here? Look, why don't you pack up your stuff and bring it along. We can leave for the airport from here in the morning? You can say goodbye to Sara for me." "Honey, this isn't right to leave here like this. Sara went out of her way to host us and I think she did a great job of it. We can't let the trip be ruined because of one issue." "Bob, I don't want to hear another word about this. I have listened to this kind of crap my whole life and enough is enough --- no more; particularly from my own family. Don't you understand it? It's not what she said but it is the way she feels deep down that came out without her even knowing it. Now if you don't want to come over her to spend the day with me just let me know and I'll get ready and go myself." "I'll be there in forty five minutes or so." He said through grated teeth. "Fine. See you then." I replied with equally grated teeth. We had a nice last day in Paris and a wonderful night. Our flight home the next day was delayed an hour but after that went off without a hitch. Our airport arrival here in the States was magnificent. My parents had little Johnny all dressed up spiffy and holding the toy rabbit I had given to him at the airport when we were leaving over a week earlier. As we emerged from the jet way you could have heard him scream a mile off, "Mommy, Daddy, here I am." Both Bob and I pushed aside other travelers to get to him and then we damn near squished him to death with our hugs. Whew, never again. We will never go anywhere without him. I don't care how inconvenient or much trouble it is ... we are a family and he is a major part of it. My folks said he was a little prince and waited patiently each night for our phone calls. We had timed them so he would be just getting ready for bed and Bob and I would tell him how much we loved him and all of the things we were getting for him. The calls sure made us feel better and they seemed to please him. Well, the months went by with me getting bigger by the day. I entertained myself by decorating the spare bedroom into a nursery. I even got up on a small ladder and put a wallpaper strip at the top of the walls with all of the usual cartoon characters seen on TV. Little Johnny would come in and help and tell me how much fun he was going to have playing with a sister. Bob never mentioned it but it was becoming obvious to me that I was no longer walking ... I was waddling. Big deal, it was the best I could do. We were still having sex but it was a lot quieter and far less rambunctious. Our favorite position soon became us lying on our sides with him spooning to me and entering me from the rear. He was very gentle and I truly believe that if it weren't for me being so horny he would have done without sex for the entire pregnancy. I can't begin to count how much time we have spent trying to choose a name. We went through any number of books listing them and were still discussing them in the eighth month. Driving a car became a real ordeal. Not the actual driving but just getting in and out of the car and then strapping Johnny in his car seat was a major event. For some darn reason I went up to the third floor of our house to a storage area to grab some old silverware Bob's parents used and I was coming down the stairs and the next thing I knew I was in an ambulance with the siren screaming. There were two EMS techs in the back with me and I asked what I was doing there. They informed me I must have tripped coming down the stairs and took a huge tumble. I asked them how they knew about it and they pointed to a little fellow sitting in a car seat up by the driver and they said he rang the alarm. When he saw me lying there and not moving he ran out of the house and pounded on the door of the house next door crying his heart out while telling our neighbor his Mommy was lying on her back on the stairs and wouldn't talk to him. The neighbors called 911, EMS was there in a flash and they got me out of the house and into the ambulance and I gave them Bob's work phone number. He must have broken every speed limit in town for he was at the Emergency entrance waiting for our arrival. I knew he was there for the loudest thing I heard was Johnny yelling, "Daddy, Daddy, here we are." My little protector at work again. There wasn't any time for him and I to chat as they whisked me away to the ER area. An hour later he was let in to Intensive Care to see me and from the look on his face I knew the worst. I had lost the baby but I was all right. Oh God, NO... What did I do to deserve this? He tried to put on a brave face in front of me but in a minute the tears were flowing down his cheeks like a river. "Oh Bob, I'm so sorry. I have no idea why I thought it was important to go up to the third floor to get that silverware." He stroked my forehead while saying that the main thing was that I was all right. Where would he and little John be without me? "Oh Bob, we were so close. I was just over eight months along." Then it was all I could do to breathe. I was gasping and trying to gulp air but my sobs and tears were making it very hard. He reached into the bed and pulled me to him and we both were crying like a baby as he was patting my back. I won't go into the next few weeks for they were very difficult. Thousands of others have suffered the same loss but it is very hard to bear. It was a real challenge to just walk past the room I had been decorating for the arrival of the newborn that should have been there by then. But one night I managed it. I went into the new baby's room and just sat on the floor looking around in every direction at the little things we had gotten for her arrival. The little toys that hung on strings over the bassinet were swaying in the breeze of the AC system waiting for her to see, the pile of stuffed animals waiting for her to hold, the crib she would use when she outgrew the bassinet, the colored plastic figurines on the window, the beautiful pink blanket and bed sheets my parents had bought for her and on and on. Bob came past and found me sitting on the floor looking at this stuff and he sat down beside me and slung one arm over my shoulders. "Marlo, it has ben very tough on us but I am sure we will get through this. Not tonight or tomorrow but someday." My tears and sobs started right then and so did his. Here we were, two adults crying like little children. I put one arm around his neck and just held on for all I was worth. Right then we heard a little small voice saying, "Why are you crying Mommy and Daddy? I know you aren't going to bring my sister home but I'm still here, can't you love me?" The tears were rolling down his cheeks as he was saying this. Oh my God what have we done? "You better believe it big man. C'mere and give us a hug." Bob ordered. He jumped into our outstretched arms and clung to both of us. The little fellow somehow had the idea that because we weren't going to be able to bring his sister home that we didn't love him anymore. God, he couldn't have been more wrong. If anything we will love him even more if that is at all possible. His feeling the way he had broke our hearts even more than they already were and it was our fault. Things went on pretty much the way they were before our trip to Paris. Sara called a few times to tell us she really liked the guy and they were getting very serious. Bob was thrilled for her but I hadn't gotten over her racial slight. Sometime much later, perhaps a year or so, we tried again to have another child but things didn't work out. Bob went back to his doctor and tests were made and they discovered the surgery he had to undo his vasectomy had only been moderately successful. Right at that time he was as good as sterile but they didn't know if the tubes would open up again. To tell the truth neither of us were that anxious to go through another pregnancy. We didn't want to live with the uncertainty of getting pregnant again in the upcoming years for we didn't think that if anything happened again like it had, either of us could come through it without being totally devastated. Our final decision was for Bob to go back under the knife and get a complete vasectomy once and forever. That he did and we will go through our lives with the sweetest, smartest and most handsome little man at our sides. Our lives are going great. Bob's business is growing quickly. My folks are healthy and they worship the little man. They have also fallen in deep love with the big man in my heart ... Bob. Talking about the little man, the little devil is getting bigger by the minute. I am marking his growth on a yardstick type of display on the bedroom wall and every time I do it I want to cry. I love to see him growing but sort of want him to stay the way he was forever. We travel quite a bit and have recently toured Scotland, a country Bob's grandparents were from and considered getting Johnny a kilt while we were there and watched them being woven but decided at the last minute that that might be pushing racial integration a bit far. Sex is as good if not better as time goes on. Maybe it's like fine wine and improves with age! I'm not sure there will be other things in our lives that anyone would find interesting but we'll be glad to pass them on if they show up. Some Threesomes are Great I then had my hands working their pussy and my tongue was busy on Sara's clit. I kept it there for a while and then lifted my head and moved over and slid my face between Marlo's legs and had my tongue busy on her clit. Sara didn't show much excitement about me eating her pussy but this was the first time for this for Marlo and she was moaning and moving all over her section of the bed. I kept this up for some time. My mouth was moving from exciting first one pussy and then over to do the same to the other. When I was doing Marlo I let my fingers penetrate Sara's love box as deep as I could get the wedge they had formed and Sara loved it. She had her hands riding on top of mine and was holding it into her as if she was afraid it would stop. When I was doing Marlo she finally reached down and rested her hands on the back of my head and pulled me into her pussy as hard as she could. It wasn't going to take long. Sara was the first to let go. Her orgasm was monumental and she had the whole king-sized bed rocking and rolling with the way she threw herself around as the juices poured out of her. Marlo was a few minutes behind her and while her orgasm wasn't as massive as Sara's, she pulled my hair so my face was buried between the lips of her pussy. When I lifted my face she had her eyes closed and was breathing hard and fast. Her young heart was beating so fast I was scared for a minute or so. The three of us just lay there with one of my arms over each of them. Marlo was the first to speak. "That was amazing but hardly seemed fair. You make both of us have orgasms but look at you. You are still hard and we didn't do anything for you." "Marlo, one of the things you are going to have to learn is how to suck a guy off. You seem to understand the fucking part but I want you to put my cock in your mouth and suck me off until I come. Sara can demonstrate what I am talking about." "Sara, come on over and show her what I am talking about." Sucking cock is one of Sara's favorite past times and she was only too willing to show off her talents in that area. "Girls, this is going to take some time and I am not going to be shooting any huge loads. Keep in mind that I just had two orgasms within the last hour or so." I was lying on my back on the bed and Sara showed her how to kneel over my cock and take it in her mouth. "Marlo, don't try to take it all in your mouth at one time. Just take the head and an inch or so in and then bob on it as if you were at an old fashioned apple bobbing contest." Marlo's lovely huge firm breasts were lightly touching my upper thighs as she bent over me and the feeling of her tits against me was getting me harder than ever. I soon felt her warm mouth encircling my cock and her tender fingers holding the shaft and directing it into her mouth. This girl is a natural. Sara was lying on the bed with her face a few inches away from everything that was happening and telling her what to do next. I let my hands drop to the back of Marlo's head and pulled ever so lightly and she took another inch or so in. Sara was telling her to move her tongue around on the part of me she had in her mouth and that would make me even hotter. Damn, she was right. I was seconds away from my orgasm and didn't want to shoot in her mouth for the first time so I pulled back and watched the tip of my cock pulsing as a stream of white hot cum shot all over her face. It was not only all over her cheeks. The whiteness of my come was in sharp contrast against her chocolate skin. She looked up at me with her pretty big eyes and smiled. "Did I do it all right Bob?" she asked as innocent as she had been earlier. "Honey, you were perfect." "I'm going to go into the bath and wash my face if you guys don't mind." Sleep came easy that night. I didn't know about them but I was fucked out. Marlo went into the other room and Sara stayed in the bed I was in. It didn't make any difference where they slept for there wasn't anything going to happen other than sleep. The next morning we explored the harbor and looked at many of the playthings of the wealthy. Some of those boats drank fuel at over seventy-five gallons an hour and that was to take them about eighteen miles! At today's fuel prices that is over twelve dollars a mile! But, as one of the salesmen said, the price of fuel means nothing to the owners who can afford to buy one of these things. We were walking the dock when Sara's cell phone rang. She cursed it a bit and when she answered it we could see her face as long as a yardstick. She wasn't on it long and when she hung up told us the call came from her best friend, Cathie to tell her that her mother had been killed in a car wreck that morning and she was giving Sara the details for the funeral. It was going to be held in Richmond, Va. on Monday morning. "Guys, I'm not going to spoil your weekend so if you don't mind I'll catch a flight out of Providence R.I. to Phila this afternoon and then drive down to Richmond on Sunday with Cathie. I probably won't be back before you guys head for home late Tuesday or Wednesday so all I can say is have a good time and Bob, you better teach Marlo all the good stuff you taught me. "I'll damn sure try but are you sure you don't want to just jump in the car this afternoon and we can be home before dark?" I asked. "Nah. It wouldn't be fair to you guys. I'd be gone from tomorrow all the way until Tuesday afternoon anyway. Just relax, screw your brains out and I'll see you when we all get back," she replied. She called the airport and got a three PM flight out of Providence to LaGuardia and then one out of there to Philadelphia arriving at eight. Cathie would pick her up at the Phila airport. We gave her hugs and kisses and made our way back to Newport. With Sara gone we were able to cancel one of the rooms. They were nice enough not to charge us for the day since we gave them enough advance notice and they knew they wouldn't have any trouble renting it with the crowd in town for the show. The two rooms together were separated with a very nice sitting room and we were left with that as part of our suite but I didn't think we would need it. Either way, it was better than having to pay for the two large bedrooms when we only needed one. I couldn't take my eyes off Marlo all the way back from the airport. Damn, she was one beautiful gal with a body to die for. By the time we got back to Newport I was harder than steel just thinking of her nude body. When we entered the room I pulled her around to me and lifted her mouth to mine and kissed her long and hard. My tongue found hers and she wrapped her arms around my neck and had one leg up in the air and wrapped around my upper thigh. She was as aroused as I was! We stripped off our clothes and I took her hand and led her to the shower. She molded her body to mine as if we were one as I whispered to her that we were going to try it a different way. As we came out of the bath I told her to get up on her hands and knees in the center of the bed. I centered the head of my cock in line with the crack in her pussy I gave a slight push and she responded with a backward push on her own towards my cock. My pulsing head spread her pussy lips a little and her push combined with mine let me penetrate three or four inches. "Oooh that feels good Bob." "Hold on honey, I am going to drive it all to you in one smooth motion." I held her hips as I gave one continuous easy thrust and inch by inch I entered her right up to the hilt. "Oh God, Bob. You must be in me a foot at least." I can feel you all the way up to my throat. "Don't you wish. My cock is only eight inches." I then started long slow thrusts in the usual manner ... almost all the way out and then driving it all the way in. I could feel the pressure her vaginal muscles were putting on my cock from the walls of her pussy. It was almost as tight as a closed fist but ever so warm and velvety. I leaned forward and held her breasts and used them as handles to pull myself in and out of her. It wasn't long before her passion overcame her and she was screeching with the heat of her orgasm and throwing her sweet little tight ass back at me hard and furious and she kept up her moaning and groaning right up to the time when her orgasm hit her. She then dropped her face down on the bed and grabbed a pillow from the head of the bed and buried her face in it as she let out some screams of passion. We lay on the bed facing each other with our lips only inches apart and she said, "Oh God Bob, you make me feel wonderful." "Honey, you do the same for me." I kissed her again and had one hand roaming around one of her huge breasts. She put her hand on top of mine and pressed them to her. "I love it when you treat them as gently as you do. I have heard girls say their boyfriends just mash theirs and squeeze them until they hurt but you aren't that way at all." "That would never happen. They are simply too beautiful to hurt and I love them." She just looked at me strangely as I said that and then nestled in close to me again. We napped for a few hours before getting up and showering again before we went out for dinner. We found a new place for us further down the harbor from the place out on the pier that we liked even more than we did the pier place. We each had lobster and it was perfect. Some places overcook the damn things and they end up tougher than leather. These were first class. A few glasses of wine and the dinner was complete. It was more than just great food; our conversation ran the full gamut from politics to world affairs even to things like stem cell research. I was amazed about how close our thinking was on every subject we covered. One of the things that puzzled me was her non-Negro looks. Her hair is silken black and she doesn't have the wide nose or lips normally associated the Negro race. I asked her about it and she smiled and responded, "I was wondering if you would ever mention that. Well, it's easy. My father is African American and my mother is a Spaniard. I got my father's coloring and my mother's features." "I couldn't help but reply, "Well, at you least you save on sun tan lotion and I'm sure glad you didn't get your dads tits." She roared and then reached across the table and smacked my arm. Hearing that she was born and raised in Newark NJ and knowing that that town is as racially divided as any I ever heard of, I asked her what her folks would think if they knew she had given a white guy her virginity. She just rolled her eyes without saying a word and the tears poured out of her. "Oh honey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you." "No, it's not your fault. My father is the worlds' biggest bigot but with all of his faults I love him dearly and hate to do anything that disappoints him. On the other hand my mother is much more understanding about the ways of the world. They both have sacrificed a lot to get me into college. The situation is just reversed with them ... she's white and he's black and from what she told me she was a virgin when they were married." It was completely dark when we got back to the room and the lights were twinkling on the harbor far beneath us. The way the place was built each balcony was completely private from all of the others. Those on the first few floors would be in a little bit of trouble with privacy since there was a boardwalk going directly in front of their rooms, We were on the seventh floor and didn't have that problem at all. It wasn't more than a few moments that we were both nude and sitting out there enjoying our drinks, the scenery of the harbor and the bit of daring we were showing. It was terrific. "Marlo, let's go inside." I suggested. She followed and before lying on the bed I went and turned the bathroom light on and partially closed the door. It was pitch black in the room and I wanted to see everything we would be doing to one another. When I came out of the bathroom I lay on the bed and my hard-on was like a flagpole ... straight and hard. "Marlo, come over here and kneel over me. I want your breasts to hang over my cock." She positioned herself so that she was on her hands and knees with her lovely tits straddling my cock "I want to put my cock between those lovely tits and press them together with my hands so that they are grabbing my cock between their softness. I then would like for you to rock up and back so it will be the same as if I was fucking your breasts." She did exactly as I asked and it was magnificent. I could see my cock appear and disappear when she rocked forward and back. I hadn't done this before with a gal whose tits were the size of Marlo's. "OK love, now we are going to do what you saw Sara and I do when she straddled me and slid down on my cock letting it go all the way into the hilt and then up again as if she was riding a horse. You asked her if it hurt her and she assured you it not only didn't hurt, it felt great." She slid up on the bed and soon had herself positioned over my cock. I held it straight up and could feel the lips of her pussy touching the head of it as she lowered herself a little. "Bob, are you sure it wont hurt me?" "Honey, I am one hundred percent sure. You will be controlling how deep it goes in you as well as how fast we move when it's there. You are driving the whole thing." She slid down a little more and had a few inches buried. She looked at me and I could see her smiling as she lowered herself further and finally felt her bottom out and heard the moan of passion as she realized I was completely buried in her. "Does it hurt honey?" "Hurt! It feels wonderful." "Well, you are in complete control. Pump away as fast and as deep as you would like." Her first moves were very tentative but as she gained confidence they became stronger and deeper and with a lot of wild abandon. I got in sync with her movements and within a few moments her hair was flipping from side to side and her hips were doing the same. I let my fingers wander up her chest so that I was tenderly pinching a nipple with each hand. God, she has lovely tits. It didn't take long. "Bob, Bob I am going to come. Bob, it is different than before." "Let it come honey. Let go and let it happen." I could feel the pulsing of her vagina in my cock as her orgasm was starting and I then heard the low moaning and finally her screeching and screaming as she exploded. I quickly pulled her down and covered her mouth with a kiss to once again keep the noises she was making inside of our own room. Her breathing was fast and furious around my mouth as she continued to ride my cock as she was finishing up with what appeared to be her most explosive orgasm yet. She lay against my chest and kissed me like there wasn't go to be any tomorrow. She was completely immersed in the passion of the moment and it took quite some time for her breathing to return to normal. "Bob, that was extraordinary. I can't believe how it made me feel. I don't think I ever want to have sex any other way again." I laughed and reminded her, "Are you forgetting how wonderful you felt when I made you come with my mouth on your clit?" She laughed and said, "Yes, I guess I did forget that part." "Did you also forget how great you felt as I was initially ramming my cock into your pussy in what is referred to as the missionary position?" I asked. "OK smart mouth. Yes, I forgot that too." "And how about when you were up on your hands and knees?" "OK smarty. I like them all the same." "It's OK honey, there are a lot of ways to enjoy sex and we have done a few of them. There are a few more we will try before we return home." "What do you say if we try and get some sleep. There are a few elaborate millionaires mansions we can see up in this area while we are here." Sometime close to dawn I awakened as daylight began to pour through the sliding glass doors to find I had been sleeping on my back and as I looked down could see a chocolate brown leg laying across my own and a body of the same color molded tightly to mine. Finally I could see and feel beautiful brown breasts pressed against the side of my chest with an arm lying across my chest. Marlo had found her sleeping position! As I lay there just watching her she began to stir as I said, "Hey sleepy head. The day is awasting. Are you going to sleep right through it?" She opened her eyes and greeted me with a humongous smile. "Good morning." I leaned down and gave her a huge wake up kiss and she screwed up her face and said, "NO." as she jumped from the bed and ran to the bathroom to both brush her teeth and use the toilet. I was right behind her at the double bathroom sink to brush my own teeth and I took her in my arms as we passed and pulled her luscious body to mine and repeated, "Good morning sweet thing." We went back to bed and I held her for a while before asking, "Honey, did you ever think in your earlier days you would lose your virginity to a white man? She pushed back from me to say, "Bob, this is the first you ever mentioned our racial difference that way. Was is something I said or did?" "Well, yes. You see I awoke this morning to find one of the most beautiful women in the world cuddled against me and couldn't help but wonder how I got so lucky." "Wow, you sure know what to say to make a girl feel special." "C'mere." As I pulled her up to kiss her again. "I think it is me who should be talking about this." She said. "As we checked back in here yesterday after dropping Sara off at the airport I could see a number of people in the hotel lobby looking at us as if to say "What is Whitey doing with that black chick'." She said. "And then answering themselves with, 'probably just going to fuck her.' And really that is what we are all about isn't it?" she said with just a tear showing in her eyes. "To tell the truth that is the way it started out but I am thinking it has developed into far more as the time has passed." I answered. "Oh God, I am happy to hear you say that. I think I am falling for you and not just for sex." I was sure that this conversation was premature so all I said was, "Aw shut up and C'mere and kiss me." That she did with gusto. She dropped one hand down and to circle my cock and let her fingers rub around the head of it. They gathered some of the precum that always seems to be there whenever I am near her and she had her fingers lightly massage that lubrication all around the head and down the shaft. My cock responded by getting as hard as steel. "Honey, turn on your side away from me. We can try a new way." As we spooned together I put my hands down to her ass and pulled her cheeks apart and lined up the head of my cock with her pussy. I moved one hand to hold my shaft and moved the head of my cock all around the tight little slit of her love box gathering her own lubrication before finally pushing slightly to enter her. I then dropped my hands to her hips and pulled us together and my cock was driven in to the hilt and I heard a 'whoosh' and a big moan come from her. I was hornier than hell and couldn't prevent myself from driving into her hard and all the way to the hilt without the tenderness I had shown yesterday. This was more 'fucking' than 'making love' and something was forcing my need for an orgasm. She must have recognized it for she responded in kind. She was throwing her ass back at me as hard as I was driving into her and it didn't take long for either of us to have our first orgasm of the day. She let go first and it must have been a winner for her screech and scream could have been heard in Boston. I reached my hand over to her mouth and said, "You can bite on this if it will help." Some Threesomes are Great She just laughed saying, "I'll be a good girl and be quiet." She pulled off of me and slid down and turned around and took my cock in her mouth to suck the last come out of me. Whew, she is some sexpot. "Honey, Sara never taught you this but reach down with your mouth and take my ball sack in your mouth or at least as much of it as you can. It'll drive me a little crazy" She did exactly as I told her but I finally pushed her away. "You did it perfectly honey but I can't let you continue I have to save myself for all of the other good looking gals in town." "I'm going to smack the hell out of you if you ever say anything like that again." She screeched and she wasn't kidding. "Marlo, I was just joking and you are going to have to learn my sick sense of humor. Why in the world would I want to have sex with anyone other than you ... you're the prettiest gal in town?" She gave me one of her big smiles with her perfect teeth lighting up the room. She didn't have the gap between her two front teeth that many African-American gals have." "Let's get cleaned up and go and have breakfast and then see some more boats and some mansions." We were walking the docks and I stopped behind her to give one I really liked a closer inspection. When I looked up she was about fifty feet away and completely unaware that I wasn't directly behind her. As I got closer to her I was behind a couple of guys and one was looking at her and said something like, "Look at that sweet ass. I'd love to show her my joy stick." Well, I had been working out for the past few years and was in pretty decent shape and I couldn't let that go unpunished. I moved quickly forward and gave him a short but very hard shot to the kidneys. He dropped to his knees and as he did I sort of stumbled into him forcing him over the side of the dock and into the water. He came up sputtering and as he reached for the side of the dock I stepped on his fingers saying that if he ever said another word like that about my friend the toughest thing he would ever be able to eat again would be ice cream. His buddy came over to ask what the hell was going on and I told him to ask his friend and if he couldn't answer him I would be happy to. Marlo had heard the scuffle and asked what had happened and I said that some guy fell in between the boat and the dock. She said, "He must have been drinking." "Yeah, I guess." The rest of the afternoon was spent touring some of the worlds' most famous mansions that lined that coast. The wealth on displayed is disgusting. The tour guide for the Vanderbilt place informed the group Mrs. Vanderbilt used to have a Sunday brunch for the stray dogs of the neighborhood. Their food was set out for them on Limoges china! We got back to the hotel around five and decided on a late supper after we took a little nap! As we hit the sack I pulled her down to my waist and told her I wanted her to use her lovely mouth on me. This time I was going to fill her mouth with my warm hot come. She just looked up at me and smiled and licked her lips and said, "Let the games begin." "Oh they'll begin all right you little vixen. I'm going to treat you like a slut" My cock was already rock hard and I put it in front of her mouth and told her, "Take as much of me in that sweet little mouth of yours as you can sugar lips. I am going to fuck your face." Her reaction to that talk was strange. Her breathing became faster and she opened her mouth and took a lot of my cock deep in her mouth before I knew what was going on. She was throwing her head from side to side as she was sucking me and I finally reaeched down and clamped a hand on either side of her face and then really began to fuck her mouth. I didn't go in much further than she had but I was fucking it hard. A couple of times I could feel her gag as I went in a little too far but I didn't stop. When the heat rose in my balls I kept right on going and was soon shooting stream after stream of come deep in her mouth. Most of it went right down her throat but she was gulping a lot of it down as it was filling her mouth. When I finished coming we just lay there with my cock still in her mouth. "Come up here you little wench." "Now tell me what was turning you on so much?" "Bob, I can't explain it. When you talked sort of dirty and disrespectful to me it really turned me on. Almost as if I liked being treated like a whore." "Wow, I was worried you would be mad at me for it but wanted to see what you would do. Tell you what ... I'll talk like that anytime we are alone together but I'll never allow anyone else to do so. OK?" "OK Tiger." She purred. I slid down and used my tongue to get her clit to come out to play and then worked it over soft but steady. She was still turned on from the way I treated her and her breathing was a lot faster than it would normally have been for the short time I had been eating her pussy. She clamped her hands on my head the way I did with hers and pulled my face into her as her orgasm overtook her. This time she wasn't screeching or screaming but grunting. Every time she threw her hips in the air she would let out another grunt. I finally stopped and rose up and gave her a huge kiss letting my tongue find hers and my hands had an easy time finding her huge firm tits. We just lay there as she came down from her orgasmic high. She had her face nestled in against my neck with one leg thrown over me. I could look down and see the nipple of her tits as it was mashed against my side. Our nap lasted a couple of hours before we got up and showered and dressed for dinner. Our walk to the restaurant took us away from the dock area and along the main street of town. As we were walking I reached down and took her hand and she looked up at me with a huge smile and sort of bumped herself against me to acknowledge what I had just done. The dinner was spectacular. The food was terrific but the sunset lit up the harbor like a searchlight putting all of the boats out there in silhouette. It was a not-to be-forgotten sight. We had a leisurely walk back to the hotel and with every step I was thinking of just how I was going to fuck her when we got there. It was going to be hard, dirty and disrespectful ... just the way she says she likes it. We were no sooner in the room when I said rather harshly, "Get your damn clothes off. I'm going to give you the fuck of your life." She just looked at me sort of quizzically as she stripped. "Now plop your ass on that bed and get ready for me. You are first going to suck me off and take me deeper in your mouth than I let you get away with up until now." "OK Bob" as she took my hard cock in her hand and guided it to her mouth. When she had me buried three or four inches I grabbed the back of her head and pulled it to my cock hard enough that I forced another inch or so in her mouth. That started a big time gag. "Don't you dare think a little gagging is going to allow you to escape giving me a proper blow job. Keep it all in your mouth bitch." She looked up at me and it appeared as if she had tears in her eyes. She now had at least five inches buried and I could feel the head of it touching something deep in her throat. I had no idea what it was but it felt great. I let this go on for a few minutes before pulling out and pushing her back and dropping my cock between her legs. "Hold on baby. I am going to fuck you royal." As soon as I said that I began a huge push. I knew that my hard-ass disrespectful act was only going to go so far. I damn sure didn't want to hurt her .. just fuck her in a way that would give her the pleasure she talked about earlier. I was soon in her up to the hilt and I reached under her legs and held them high in the air as I began thrusting my cock deep inside of her. ""C'mon bitch. Fuck me back." That got her ass in gear and she was soon throwing it up at me as hard as I was driving my cock into her. For the first time I was letting my cock come almost all of the way out of her before driving it back in to the hilt as hard as I could. Her breathing was coming faster and faster and she had her arms up around my neck pulling me down to her. "Fuck me like a whore Bob." "Oh that is exactly what I am doing big tits." I drove it hard and fast and a few minutes later she was actually screaming, "Yes, yes , yes. I am coming." "Hush your mouth bitch." Her juices were flowing out of her like a river. She kept throwing her ass in the air and pulling me down to her. I finally pushed myself out of her pussy and knelt between her legs and took my hand and jacked myself off so my come shot all over her stomach and tits. She went wild when she saw and felt this. "Oh God, yes, yes Do me dirty Bob." "If your ass wasn't so tiny I would ram this thing up it but I am going to give you a break." I let her legs down and lay beside her. Each of us was breathing hard and fast. "Bob, when you make love to me that way I am never sure when your disrespect for me is just a put on to get me more excited or is for real and that worries me a lot. I love it when you do it but as I say, it has me wondering." "Marlo, Marlo. You can be one hundred percent certain that any time it appears to you that I am treating you disrespectfully it's all a big act on my part trying to please you regardless of what I am saying." I finished up my little assurance speech with, "Got that bitch?" We both roared. "Bob, I don't know how to talk about what I am going to say so bear with me please." She went on with, "I know this weekend started off with you going to teach me about sex but I am afraid that for me at least it has turned far more serious. I have developed strong feelings for you in addition to those related to sex. You and I have some fantastic conversations during which I found that we agree on most things and can discuss those which we don't agree on in an intelligent manner. I am afraid to say the word but in spite of the racial differences I believe I am falling in love with you. So there, I said it." I pulled her to me and we just hugged for what seemed forever. "Marlo, I know exactly how you feel for I feel the same way but I have no damned idea where we go from here." "Whew, what a relief to hear that you aren't going to turn me away as some black bitch who got close to Whitey and is going to treat it like a step up in the world." "Damn Marlo, please get that kind of shit out of your mind and do it NOW. That pissed me off. Roll over and get to sleep." Damn, she knew how to get to me. She reached over and tickled me saying, "Ooooh, Bobby and Marlo had their first fight. Maybe they can kiss and make up if she promises to be good." "C'mere and kiss me before I slap you silly." I replied laughingly. We slept like babies and awoke with the sun pouring in through the sliding balcony doors. I rose and went in and brushed my teeth and used the toilet and met her coming into the bath as I was leaving it. "Morning sweet thing." When she returned to the bed I pulled her close and said, "Marlo, you have sucked me off a few times but I would like for you to do it a little different the next time. I want you to make love to my cock rather than just suck on it. I would like for you to trace the veins in it with your tongue and run your tongue around the head of it stopping off at the slit in the tip and so on. I would like for you to play with my balls and run your fingers up and down the shaft of my cock. Do you understand where I'm coming from?" "I think I do. I am not going to do it now for you are expecting it and will be measuring everything I do but what you just said. I promise I'll do it that way the next time. Now there is something I want to say about our sex together." "And what would that be? " I asked. "I know that you would like to fuck my ass and that we both agree your cock is way to big for me but I would like to try and see just how much of you I can get in there. I know it won't be all the way but if it is just a few inches I'll have at least tried for you." "Damn, you really do like me to want to try that to please me. Tell you what, when we are out later I'll stop at a drug store and get some lube jelly to make it at least a little easier for the first inch or so. OK" "OK stud," and she threw herself on me. She was high enough in the bed that her breasts were all over my face and she laughingly said, "You can suck mommy's tits if you want to Bobbie dear." "I'm going to spank you hard little one." "Promises, promises." She joked. "Seriously Bob, I have a few questions about sex. Can we talk about it now?" "I have read where people actually tie each other up before and during their sexual encounters. Is that for real? And why do they do it? It would have to hurt." "I guess it does hurt somewhat but the only thing I can think of is that it pleases them the same way my talking rough and disrespectful to you pleases you." "Another thing, last night we each confessed that we had some strong feelings for the other one. Where does that leave us when this trip is over?" Oh shit, is now the time to tell her of the relationship of Sara and I? If so, I wasn't sure how to begin. "I am thinking about that a lot Marlo." I answered. "Hey, there is a lot to see around this part of the coast. How about getting up and ready and we can take a drive before coming back for our afternoon nap? I suggested. "Sounds good to me. I'll shower while you are shaving." We were in the car around nine thirty and touring this part of Rhode Island and then up into Massachusetts. It really is a pretty part of the country and the weather was jut perfect. It gets damn cold up her in the winter and we were glad we were here when we were. We had lunch just on the outskirts of Newport and were in the room at two ready for our nap and whatever else might happen. I had stopped in the small drugstore in the hotel lobby and got a tube of KY jelly. The girl behind the counter gave me a little smirk when she was ringing it up and I was tempted to tell I would use what was left over on her but I didn't. Marlo was in the bed when I came out of the bathroom with a towel in one hand and the KY in the other. "Oh good, you remembered. Where do we go from here?" I'm going to lube up some fingers and see if you can even take them without it being too painful. OK?" "Whatever you say Bob." I lay beside her and put a big glob of the stuff on a couple of fingers and reached around and used one finger to smear it around the entrance to her ass and then slowly, ever so slowly slipped a finger into her. I kept my eyes glued to her face looking for any sign at all that the pain was too much for her. So far, so good. I then covered another finger with the KY and took my first finger out of her and put the two of them together and slipped them both part way in. I had them into the first knuckle and stopped to see the effect. Nothing. She looked down at me and threw me a kiss. I pulled them out and lubed up a third finger and slipped it in along with the first two. I felt her move her ass around a bit but there wasn't a sign the fingers were bothering her. "Well, honey. You have done very well with the finger test. I am going to lube up my cock and have you lay on your back and I will be facing you as I try and slip it into you. Please, please let me know if it is causing you any pain at all." I spread her legs and got a pillow and put it under her hips to raise them up to make the entrance easier. The head of my cock and the first few inches were covered with the KY when I touched the head of it against her hole. She just smiled. "Marlo, here it comes." I pushed a little and her ass retreated from the pressure and I stayed right like that but I felt her push down against me. "Marlo, stop that. I'll control the pressure. We can't have two of us trying the same thing." All of a sudden the head of my cock popped in her and I felt her reaction for the first time. "How are you honey?" She never said a word but was biting her lip a little. "Damnit to hell Marlo. Talk to me. Tell me how it is feeling." "Well, to tell the absolute truth it feels as if you stuck the end of a baseball bat in me. It hurts just a little bit. Please try and put some more of it in me and I'll tell you when to stop. OK?" "OK" and I pushed ever so slightly again and watched an inch of my shaft bury itself in her tight little asshole. "That's it Bob. I can't take any more. You have me stretched out a mile. You can stay like that if you want but please, please don't push any more in me." "If you can really take this much how about if I jack off with this much in you and I'll shoot a load up your ass when I come?" "Oh God, that would turn me on beyond belief." She replied. I began to stroke myself with one hand and let the other wander up to massage her breasts. I did that for a few minutes and then told her to use her fingers on her clit and try to make herself come with me. She slid a hand down and soon had her fingers gently sliding up and down the slit to her pussy and just watching her do that was turning me on big time. I could hear her breathing getting deeper and a little faster and she was moving her ass around just a bit. I only had about an inch in her but the head of my cock is large and that is what opened her up so much. "Marlo, it won't be long for me now. I am going to explode in a minute. Here I come," as I shot a huge stream up her tender virgin ass. She screeched not from her own orgasm but the pleasure that mine was giving her as I shot into her. I might have slipped in another half inch or so but absolutely no more than that. My come was pouring out of her ass alongside of my cock and I let myself slide out and fall down on her chest and kissed her deep and hard. She had her arms around my neck and was whispering in my ear, "I'm so glad you let me do that for you. I know it wasn't the right way but it was the best I could do." She purred. "Oh God honey, you were terrific and I'll never forget it." I replied. "Marlo, we have both been thinking of where our relationship goes from here and I guess there won't be a better time to discuss it than right now." "Bob, the way you are string this off has me a little scared that I am not going to like where it is going to go." "Well, honey. There isn't any running away from the truth so let me put everything out on the table and you join in as you see fit. OK?" "I'm nervous Bob." "I know honey but calm down and we'll get through it." "First, you knew that Sara and I have been going together for some time. I taught her what she knows about sex and we are very, very close." "I know, remember I asked her to ask you to teach me what you taught her." "I know that babe but what you don't know is that she and I are brother and sister." "WHAT? You must be kidding me. Say it isn't so." "I'm not kidding at all. Our mother and father died some years ago in an accident and left us on our own. They left us a big house down in Annapolis and enough money for Sara to go to college when she was ready and for me to start my business. While Sara was waiting to decide which college to go to she worked for me as my office manager/secretary. She accompanied me on one of my business trips and one thing led to another and we ended up in bed. We are very close but realize the problem our relationship will cause us. We have given some thought to just moving away and starting my business in some far away city and then just acting as husband and wife." I looked over and the tears were pouring out of her. She wasn't making a sound but the tears were flowing harder than I had ever seen a woman cry. I reached over and pulled her to me and she came over against me but sort of reluctantly it seemed.