10 comments/ 76233 views/ 14 favorites Bridging Barriers By: Mystery_Meat Fonda stepped out of the shower and dried herself off. She looked at her naked body in the mirror and liked what she saw. Though she was now 43 years-old, her stomach was still flat, her 34C breasts were still relatively firm, as was her ass. She cupped a hand under each breast and looked admiringly at her small dark chocolate nipples on her globes of milk chocolate. Sista, you still got it, she thought. When Fonda was finished in the bathroom, she slipped on a bathrobe, and went to check her e-mail. She had recently joined an adult sex match site and was hoping for new replies. Sure enough, the mailbox for "Hot_Afro4U" showed one new message. She clicked to open it. Nine miles away, Paul stepped out of the shower and dried himself off. Next, he ran a comb through his damp blonde hair. His hair was relatively short, but long enough to be disheveled. Paul looked at his nude body in the mirror and was pleased. Though he was now 24 years old and far removed from his college football days, he still lifted weights regularly. He stood 6'3", weighed 212 pounds, and still possessed a 34 inch waist. In addition to possessing a muscular body and above average looks, Paul was well-endowed. When Paul was a college senior, a playful girlfriend took a ruler, and while she was sucking Paul's cock, measured it at ten and a half inches. Paul not only possessed size, but also stamina, a desire to please, and a gift for reading what turned each woman on the most. After having sex with Paul, women of all kinds always wanted more. Genetics had been kind and Paul was grateful. Paul was also grateful for was being a young man in the internet age. Thanks to the many matchmaking websites, he was frequently having sex with a variety of attractive women. A few days earlier, Paul had been browsing an adult sex match site, when he noticed a new local listing of interest. The photo which caught his attention was of a beautiful black woman in a skimpy red bikini. Her large breasts, flat stomach and shapely legs were as sexy as her beautiful face. The "Hot_Afro4U" profile described her as 5'7" / 125 lbs. She was 43 years old, but looked 32. Her profile said that she was married, but was dissatisfied and looking to add some spice to her life with men from 23 to 53. Best of all, she lived in the next town. The more Paul gazed at the photo, the more arroused he became. He hoped a woman 19 years his senior would be interested in sex with him. Nothing to lose, he thought. Paul composed a brief message to her letting her know that he was very interested, and that he had no hang-ups regarding race, age, or marital status. The message Fonda had clicked on opened and Fonda's eyes were immediately drawn to a photo of a handsome, blonde young man, wearing only cut-off jeans. He had a muscular body and a warm smile. Fonda read the message which conveyed his serious interest in her. It was signed, Paul. She checked the basics of his profile. In the next town was a big plus. Single white male meant no availability problems. Only 24 years-old... Oh my, Fonda thought. His essays led Fonda to believe that this young man knew how to please a woman. A muscular, young white stud was just what Fonda was in the market for! Feeling her heat rising, Fonda composed an immediate reply: Paul, Thanks for the interest. I'm flattered that a handsome young man like you is interested in an older, married woman like me. I find differences such as age and race can add excitement in bed, don't you? I'd definitely like to get to know you better. You can e-mail me directly at: e-mail address (it's private). Fonda. Thus began a series of steamy e-mails between Fonda and Paul. Neither was shy about expressing their wants and desires. When Fonda read that Paul would very much like to lick her pussy, she became wet just imagining it. She replied that he could lick her pussy all he wanted, if she could suck his big dick. Then, she asked if he would send her a nude photo of himself. Two days later, Fonda opened an email from Paul to discover a photo that caused her to take a deep breath. Paul was standing not quite sideways, totally nude, sporting perhaps the best looking hard-on Fonda had ever seen. Because Fonda's husband liked to take pictues of Fonda nude and while they were having sex, she was able to choose an attractive nude digital photo of herself and e-mailed it to Paul. Soon thereafter, Fonda and Paul made arrangements for Fonda to come to Paul's apartment on a Saturday on which her husband was golfing. Driving to the young white man's apartment, Fonda's thoughts were swirling. Finally having sex with the tall, muscular, blonde hunk, whom she'd been fantasizing about for weeks, was intoxicating. She was hoping that she was about to experience the best sex of her life. From his nude photo, Fonda knew that Paul hadn't lied about being well-endowed. She couldn't wait to wrap her fingers around his long white cock. Next, Fonda imagined running her fingers through Paul's blonde hair as he licked her pussy. She told herself to keep her mind on driving or she was going to have an accident. It had only been twenty minutes until Fonda was knocking on Paul's door. The door opened in four seconds time. Paul had obviously been awaiting Fonda's arrival. It was a warm day and Paul was wearing only a pair of cut-off jeans, just like in his photo. Paul smiled and said, "Hi Fonda, please come in." Fonda returned his smile, stepped inside, and said, "Nice to finally meet you, Paul." "Great to finally meet you too." They paused for a moment to look at each other. It took no more than a second for each to find the other even sexier in the flesh. Fonda looked stunningly gorgeous to Paul. Her eyes were dark brown and inviting. She wore exactly the right amount of makeup. Her nose was neither too large nor too small. Her lips were full and sensuous. Her skin was the color of milk chocolate. Fonda wore her black hair in a wavy, relaxed style which reached just past her shoulders. Fonda was wearing a low-cut, tight, knit shirt. Her slim waist accentuated her large, firm breasts. Paul tried not to stare at her cleavage, even though he knew he would soon be seeing a lot more of her beautiful boobs. Fonda's short-shorts showed off her shapely legs. To Fonda, Paul was even more handsome in person. His shoulders were even more broad than Fonda had imagined. The photos didn't do justice to his sexy blue eyes or his warm smile. The muscles in his arms were large and cut, his pectorals were sculpted granite, and his abs were chiseled. He was so sexy and so young. Fonda was about to make his muscular body her personal playground. "Can I get you something to drink? I know it's hot outside," Paul offered. Fonda smiled at his politeness. "Maybe later. It's nice and cool in here, though." She set her purse on an end table. "I put the air conditioners on over an hour ago," Paul said. He was nervous and talked to allow time to calm down. Fonda was nervous too, but was getting hornier by the minute. "You can kiss me if you want," Fonda said with a smile. Paul moved close to Fonda, put his arms around her, and bent to press his lips to hers. Fonda slid her arms around Paul's bare torso, and moved her lips against his. When she felt Paul's tongue brush her lips, she opened her mouth and their tongues intertwined. Paul slid his lips against Fonda's moist, full lips savoring the sensation. Then, Paul slid his hands up under the back of Fonda's shirt and ran his hands over her bare skin. At the same moment, Fonda began to unhook the rivet on Paul's shorts. "Baby, I don't have as much time as I'd like today and I can't wait to feel that big dick of yours," Fonda said. Paul smiled and said, "I like it when a beautiful woman puts her hand in my pants." Realizing that they were standing near the sliding glass door, Paul said, "Maybe we should go to my bedroom." "Good idea," Fonda said. Paul took Fonda's hand and led her into his bedroom, where they immediately resumed their passionate clinch. Fonda's hand slipped down and unzipped Paul's fly. Looking down, she was delighted to see his erection already poking out of the waistband of his boxer-briefs. Fonda hooked her fingers into the waistband and slid Paul's underwear down until they fell to the floor. As Fonda gazed at the long white hard-on standing out like a flagpole, she whispered, "Oh yeah, baby!" When Fonda wrapped her dark fingers around the stiff ivory shaft, Paul moaned with pleasure. Meanwhile, Paul had lifted Fonda's shirt up over her breasts, exposing her white push-up bra. Fonda released her grip on Paul's hard-on just long enough for Paul to lift her shirt over her arms and head. As she fondled his cock and balls, Paul undid Fonda's shorts, slid the zipper down, and then pulled them downward until they fell to the floor. Fonda's white bikini panties looked very sexy against her chocolate skin. Putting his arms around Fonda, Paul once again pressed his lips to hers. Fonda enjoyed the feel of Paul's big, stiff cock pressing against her stomach, as his tongue explored her mouth. She put her hands on his firm young buns and pulled her pelvis against his. After kissing some more, Paul moved behind Fonda, deliberately brushing his erection against her as he did. Paul deftly unhooked Fonda's bra, moved against her, and slid his hands under her bra, cupping each large breast. Fonda slipped off the bra and dropped it on the pile of clothes. Fonda looked down at Paul's light fingers caressing her dark nipples. She liked to contrast. Fonda turned her head sideways and back in order to kiss Paul. Paul obliged her and their tongues intertwined once more. Still behind Fonda, Paul slid his right hand down the front of Fonda's panties and into her soft pubic hair. Fonda gasped softly when Paul's finger brushed over her clit and down over her wet lips. Paul stopped caressing her, hooked his fingers into her panties, and slid them down her shapely legs. To remove the panties, Paul ended up kneeling next to Fonda. She turned so that Paul's face was even with her dense bush. He looked up at her and smiled. Fonda ran her fingers through his blonde hair and spread her legs a little wider. Paul leaned closer, kissed her bush, and then began to lick her pussy. Fonda felt her juices really begin to flow as Paul's tongue caressed her most sensitive area. She ran the fingers of both hands through Paul's hair, gently urging his mouth tighter against her pussy. While continuing to lick her clit, Paul slid two fingers into her wet pussy and Fonda went weak in the knees. "You like to eat my chocolate mousse, don't you, baby?" Fonda grinned down at Paul. Paul looked up, smiled, and said, "If there's anything you'd like me to do differently, or anything special you'd like, just spell it out for me." Then, Paul returned to licking Fonda's pussy. Fonda ran her fingers through his blonde hair again and replied, "You're doing just fine, baby, but now it's my turn to do you. Sit on the bed." As instructed, Paul sat on the edge of the bed, and then Fonda knelt in front of him. She was pleased to discover that Paul's cock was still very stiff. Fonda curled her fingers around it and gently stroked it. She felt the long ivory hard-on throb in her hand. "Lord, you're a big boy!" Fonda said as she fondled him. "And you're an angel. That feels soooo good," Paul said, gazing at Fonda's lovely tits. Fonda ran her thumb over the engorged, pinkish head, feeling some pre-cum at the tip. Using her fingertip, she spread the cum over the head and said, "I like it when my man gets wet too." Then, Fonda leaned forward and slid the big ivory cock into her mouth. Paul moaned with pleasure and ran his fingers through Fonda's hair. Fonda licked up and down the shaft, and then licked the head like a vanilla ice cream cone. Next, she took the glistening cock deep into her mouth, sucked it and massaged it with her tongue. Fonda ran her free hand over his balls and through Paul's light brown pubes; over his muscular thighs and his washboard abs. She wanted to savor every inch of her young playground. Then, she slid Paul's hard-on in and out of her mouth rapidly, as if he were fucking her mouth. Due to Fonda's expert oral skills, she quickly made Paul's dick a long and hard, ten and a half inches. Then, Fonda said, "Lay back on the bed." Paul did as requested. Fonda climbed on top of Paul, held his cock straight up, and then lowered her pussy onto the stiff ivory column. She moaned as she felt him fill her. Fonda began to slowly raise and lower her hips, sliding the big boner slowly in and out to get used to the right distance. Then, she began to increase the speed of her thrusting. Her mind was swimming in waves of pleasure. Paul was doing his best to lick her swaying dark nipples as she moved on top of him. Her first orgasm came within a few minutes. She shuddered and collapsed on top of her young stud. Paul gently rolled Fonda onto her back without even disengaging. Once more Fonda felt the vanilla behemoth sliding in and out of her very wet pussy. While continuing to pump, Paul began to lick Fonda's erect nipples. The combined sensations had Fonda moaning loudly and urging Paul on. His thrusting became more rapid, and he finally announced, "I'm gonna cum, Angel!" He pulled out, Fonda grasped his cock and with a few additional strokes, he spurted his warm cum over Fonda's stomach and breasts. A few drops even reached her face. Fonda used the head of his cock to paint the white cum around on her brown skin. Fonda had suggested that she would enjoy making him cum in this manner in an email, and Paul was glad to comply. After enjoying a brief afterglow, Fonda was ecstatic to find her young lover ready for more. Sometime later, she left his apartment a little sore, but incredibly satisfied. Fonda and Paul had successfully bridged both the race barrier and the age barrier, at least as far as they were concerned. Bridging Barriers Ch. 03 Pt. 01 This is a sequel to "Bridging Barriers", and will provide more enjoyment if read in sequence. * One of the many things about Fonda that Paul liked was that she told you what was on her mind. She would tell him exactly what she liked during sex and he was happy to oblige. However, a request she made late one Saturday morning didn't elicit the usual immediate positive response from Paul. They had finished another sizzling session of sex, and were lounging nude on Paul's bed. Fonda was running her hand over Paul's body, savoring her muscular, young, ivory playground. The tip of Paul's index finger was tracing slow circles around Fonda's dark brown nipples. "Hey baby," Fonda began, "Can I ask you something?" "Sure, anything." "Remember when I first suggested the threesome with Denise? That turned out to be hot fun, right?" Paul smiled and said, "Ohhh man, was it ever!" "You don't have to give me a yes or no right now... but just think about what I ask you, okay?" "Ask away, angel." "Well... My husband would like to watch me having sex with a well-hung, young, white guy. And since you're already perfect for the part... Is that something you could get into?" "You mean me and you sucking and fucking while your husband just watches?" "Well, he might take some pictures, and if he felt like joining in, I'd take care of him." Paul laughed nervously, "I don't know, honey, I've never done it for an audience before. Does he know we're already lovers?" "No, I told him we just met on the web and that you might be interested in meeting us. It would be fun, baby, and we wouldn't have to sneak around for you to fuck me. Plus, my husband's cool. You'd like him." "How old is your husband?" "He's forty-five." "So this 45 year-old black guy wants to watch a 24 year-old white guy fuck his wife?" Fonda grinned, "And make a video of a hot, black babe sucking a big white cock." Paul laughed and shook his head. "This wouldn't end up on the internet, would it?" Fonda chuckled and said, "No. It would just be for us to see in private." "Can I sleep on it?" "Of course, baby," Fonda said with a smile. "How about if I give you a preview?" With that, Fonda slid down Paul's body and wrapped her dark fingers around his vanilla meat. She began to lick the head and shaft. Immediately, she felt his cock grow and stiffen. That night, Paul kept thinking about Fonda's proposition. He knew people were into that kind of thing, but he'd never been asked to be the "star" of an adult video before. Different scenarios crept into his imagination. What if Fonda's husband suddenly became jealous in the middle of the session and attacked him? What if her husband was also bi, and wanted to kiss him and fuck him up the ass? What if he suffered performance anxiety in front of the camera and his cock went limp? How embarrassing! Not likely with the incredibly sexy Fonda keeping him hard. The way Fonda put it, he would actually be doing them a favor. Won't know unless you try it, Paul thought. The next morning, Paul e-mailed Fonda and let her know that he would be willing to try the video session, though he was nervous about it. He also let Fonda know that he would not be servicing her husband in any way. Amused, Fonda assured Paul that she would take care of any needs which her husband, Rudy, might have. Paul hadn't been to Fonda's house, but found it with no trouble. As instructed, he parked in their driveway, and walked to the front door. Paul was very nervous, and took a deep breath as he pressed the doorbell. He was hoping Fonda would answer the door. Instead, the door was opened by a black man. "Hi. Are you Mr. Maxwell?" Paul asked. "Yes, and you must be Paul." Paul managed a nervous smile and said, "Yeah, I'm Paul." "Com'on in. It's nice to meet you," he said and motioned Paul inside. "Nice to meet you too," Paul said, stepping inside. "Please call me Rudy," he said, extending his hand. Paul shook his hand and replied, "OK... Rudy..." "Fonda should be down in a few minutes. Please sit and make yourself comfortable," Rudy said and motioned toward a couch. Paul sat on the couch and tried to calm the butterflies in his stomach. "Can I get you something to drink?" Rudy asked, "A beer, mixed drink, soda?" "A mixed drink would be great. Could I get something like a seven and seven?" Rudy smiled and said, "One seven and seven comin' up." Then, he turned and headed for the kitchen. Paul guessed Rudy's height to be about 5'10", and his build to be average. The hair on his head was noticeably thinning and was scattered with gray. He was a good-looking man, whose friendly smile flashed straight, pearly white teeth. Looking around the room, Paul noticed what appeared to be a movie camera and a digital camera setting on an end table. He immediately became even more nervous. Rudy returned carrying a glass in each hand. He handed one to Paul and said, "Let me know if it's too strong." Paul took a sip, smiled, and said, "It's fine... thank you." "You're welcome," Rudy returned his smile. Paul relaxed a little. Paul heard footsteps and then watched Fonda enter the room. She looked very sexy. She wore a maroon mini-skirt and a low-cut, silver colored knit top. Her shiny black hair was worn in a relaxed wavy style which reached almost to her impressive cleavage. Fonda smiled at Rudy, then walked to Paul, who had stood. "It's nice to finally meet you, Paul" Fonda said and extended her hand. Paul squeezed her hand gently and replied, "It's nice to finally meet you too, Fonda." "You seem even taller in person," Fonda said, beaming her warmest smile. "And you're even more beautiful in person," Paul returned her smile. Fonda laughed, turned toward Rudy, and said, "I like this white guy better by the minute." Rudy laughed and said, "I think you're both gonna like each other a lot more in a little while." Fonda moved closer to Paul and said with a grin, "You can give me a kiss if you want... that's why you're here." Paul placed his hands on Fonda's shoulders and pressed his lips to her's. They kissed briefly, then stopped. "Have a seat," Fonda motioned toward the couch. Then, she turned toward Rudy and asked, "Sweety, will you please make me a screwdriver?" "Sure, honey," Rudy said and then stood and walked back toward the kitchen. Fonda sat on the couch close to Paul. "I'm so glad you came," Fonda said quietly. "I'm kinda nervous," Paul said looking into Fonda's sexy, dark eyes. "Don't be... this is gonna be a lot of fun for all three of us. Rudy doesn't get jealous. He's gonna get really turned-on watching me suck your cock." Paul forced a smile and said quietly, "I guess it's a little like stage-fright." "Try to only pay attention to me and pretend Rudy's not even here. Once we get into it, you'll be fine." Paul nodded. Just then, Rudy walked in carrying Fonda's drink. He handed the drink to Fonda and asked, "Getting to know each other better?" "Thank you," Fonda said, "Yeah... Paul's a little nervous. I told him we're gonna treat him real special." Rudy smiled at Paul and said, "That's right, Paul, you're our guest and Fonda's gonna make you feel mighty nice. The three of us are gonna have a fantastic time." Fonda took two large swallows from her drink, leaving the glass half-full. Then, she set it on a table next to the couch. "Fonda told me that you're only twenty-four, Paul," Rudy said as a question. "Yeah, I won't be twenty-five until October," Paul nodded. "And you're attracted to older, black women," Rudy smiled. "If I think a woman is good-looking, their age or race isn't important. When I saw Fonda's photo on the web, I thought, wow, what a knockout! I didn't check her age until later. I wasn't looking specifically for an older, black woman. Do you know what I mean?" Rudy smiled warmly and said, "Yes, actually I do. That's a mature point of view for a young man like you to have. Fonda said that you seemed mature from your e-mails." Then, Rudy became more serious, "Fonda also said that you'd respect our need to be discreet, since we're both professionals in town." "Absolutely," Paul replied, "I won't tell another soul." "Terrific," Rudy said, smiled, and began to tinker with his video camera. Fonda turned to Paul and said, "Would you like to kiss me again to break the ice?" Paul smiled and said, "I'd love to." Fonda turned to Rudy and asked, "Are you ready with your cameras?" "Yeah, honey, go for it." Fonda moved right next to Paul and smiled at him. Paul placed his hands on Fonda's shoulders, leaned close to her, and then pressed his lips to hers. Fonda opened her mouth to receive Paul's tongue. Rudy moved closer with his video camera to better capture the close-up. As they kissed, Paul began to run his fingers through Fonda's hair. With her left hand, Fonda began to rub the growing bulge in Paul's pants. Paul responded by using his right hand to rub and squeeze Fonda's ample breasts. Next, Fonda broke their embrace, and stood, taking Paul by the wrist. Paul stood before Fonda, gazing into her eyes. This was Fonda's movie, and Paul was content to let her be the director. Fonda smiled, seductively unbuttoned Paul's shirt, and slid it off of his broad shoulders. She ran the palms of her hands over Paul's bare chest, turned toward the camera, and grinned. Rudy was pleased by the muscular physique of Fonda's co-star. Paul hugged Fonda tightly, and once more pressed his lips against her full, moist lips. He put his hands on her ass and pulled her pelvis against his. She did the same. Next, Paul slid his hands under Fonda's shirt and began to pull it up and off. Fonda's black bra barely contained her firm, round tits. Then, Paul unzipped Fonda's skirt and slid it off. Underneath, Fonda wore a black garter belt, black stockings, and black bikini panties. She was a vision of sexuality. Paul hugged Fonda tightly and they kissed passionately. As they kissed, Fonda reached down, unbuttoned the rivet on Paul's pants, and pulled down his zipper. Paul broke their embrace to make it easier for Fonda to undress him. Rudy moved closer with the camera. Fonda slid Paul's pants down and Paul stepped out of them. The sight of Paul's erection sticking out of the waistband of his boxer briefs made Fonda smile. She hooked her fingers into the waistband and slid the underwear down and off. Paul was already ninety percent hard, and his long erection stood straight out. "Wow, that is a big, white cock!" Rudy said. "The kid wasn't exaggerating." "Oh baby, what a beaut!" Fonda said as though she'd never seen it before. She curled the fingers of her right hand around the ivory hard-on, causing Paul to moan with pleasure. Rudy moved in for a close-up of Fonda's dark fingers fondling the stiff white dick. "That's it, honey, make it really big and hard," Rudy encouraged Fonda, who didn't need any encouragement. Rudy decided that Fonda's taste in choosing her lover had been impeccable, as always. The young, white man was tall, good-looking, and muscular. He had noticeable tan-lines at this point of the waning Summer. Through his viewfinder, Rudy gazed at Paul's long, pale beige cock. The perfectly shaped, circumcised head was now swollen and pinkish due to his wife's fondling. The ivory boner stood straight out, like a flagpole. Rudy had never seen a better looking hard-on. He felt his own dick stiffen. After a minute, Paul moved behind Fonda, deliberately brushing his vanilla boner across her chocolate skin, for Rudy to film. Paul deftly unhooked Fonda's bra, moved against her, and slid his hands under her bra, cupping each large tit. Fonda slipped the bra off and let it fall to the floor. Rudy focused on Paul's white fingers caressing Fonda's dark chocolate nipples. Fonda turned her head sideways and back in order to kiss Paul. Paul obliged her and their tongues intertwined once again. By now, Rudy was very aroused. While continuing to record with one hand, he kicked off his slippers, and with the other hand, he undid his pants and stepped out of them. Next, he hooked a thumb into his boxer shorts, and slid them down and off. He fondled his erection while he watched the young, white stud caress the mature, ebony beauty. Still behind Fonda, Paul slid his right hand down the front of Fonda's panties, into her soft, curly pubes. Fonda gasped when she felt his fingers slid over her lips. Paul stopped fingering her just long enough to pull her panties down and off. Fonda had deliberately put the panties on over the garter belt to ease their removal. Rudy zoomed in to record Paul's light fingers caressing Fonda's black muff. While Fonda enjoyed the feel of Paul's strong hands caressing her body, she also knew the kinds of sex acts that Rudy wished to film. She decided it was time to move on to something featuring Paul's big, white cock. Fonda turned to face Paul, then began to kiss her way down his muscular, young body, down his flat stomach and abdomen, until she was kneeling before him. She held Paul's long, ivory hard-on between her fingers, and then licked some pre-cum from the swollen head. Then, she began to lick the head, and up and down the stiff vanilla shaft. Paul moaned in ecstasy. Rudy moved in for a close-up of his sexy wife licking the long, white dick. He was very excited and stroked himself with his free hand. Next, Fonda slid her full lips over Paul's boner and took it into her mouth. Paul moaned and ran his fingers through Fonda's hair. Fonda slid the long, ivory cock in and out of her mouth. She could feel it throb in her mouth. Rudy watched in fascination as the pale beige cylinder slid over Fonda's glistening, full lips. He reached for the digital camera and took several stills of Fonda sucking the white behemoth. Fonda paused and said to Rudy, "Com'ere baby... I'll suck you too." "Yeah, honey," Rudy said and resumed using the video camera. He stood near Paul, wearing only a t-shirt, nude from the waist down. Rudy positioned himself near Paul, so that Fonda would only have to move her head side to side in order to service each man. Fonda stopped sucking Paul, held Rudy's hard-on between her fingers and slid her mouth over it. Rudy moaned and aimed his camera at Fonda sucking his cock. With her other hand, Fonda stroked Paul's hard-on. As Paul watched Fonda suck her husband's boner, he estimated Rudy's erection to be about seven inches long and of average thickness. Fonda had not told Paul how he compared to her husband in terms of cock size. Knowing he was bigger than Rudy didn't make Paul feel superior. He was simply savoring all the sights and sensations of a new sexual experience. Fonda was having a fantastic time, alternately sucking a hard chocolate cock and a hard vanilla cock. She continued to stroke whichever cock she wasn't sucking. Pleasing two men at once made her feel even more like a sexual superwoman. She looked up into each man's eyes as she licked the head of their dicks, earning her looks of approval. Looking into the lens of Rudy's camera, she smiled as she ran her tongue over his ebony hard-on. Later, watching the video, she would get wet just watching herself service two glistening hard-ons... one white, one black. While Rudy was recording the action, Paul was mainly watching Fonda's performance. At one point, however, Rudy held the camera down at his side for a different angle. His eyes met Paul's and he smiled. "Fonda really knows how to suck cock, doesn't she?" Rudy grinned. "Amazing..." Paul panted and ran his fingers through Fonda's hair, as she sucked him. "My little slut loves to suck that big, young, white dick," Rudy said, gazing at his wife. "There's enough here for both of us, if you want some too," Fonda grinned up at Rudy. Rudy laughed and said, "Maybe later." With Fonda sucking and stroking his cock, Paul felt like he was beginning to lose control. He didn't want to cum just yet, so he made a suggestion "I think that now it's my turn to give Fonda a good licking. Whadda'ya say, Fonda?" Fonda slid Paul's hard-on out of her mouth, looked up, and said, "That sounds great!" "Sit on the couch, Fonda," Paul said. While Fonda and Paul repositioned themselves, Rudy quickly replaced the memory cards of his cameras. When Paul knelt in front of Fonda, she spread her legs to receive him. Paul kissed Fonda on the lips once again. As their tongues intertwined, Fonda enjoyed the feel of Paul's boner pressing against her stomach. Paul kissed Fonda's neck, then moved down and began to lick her dark chocolate nipples. Fonda's breathing quickened and she ran her hand over Paul's back and shoulder. Rudy busied himself getting video and stills of Paul licking and fondling Fonda's beautiful boobs. Next, Paul kissed and licked his way down Fonda's flat stomach, down her abdomen, and into her trimmed triangle of curly, black pubes. Fonda moaned as Paul ran his tongue up an down her wet pussy lips. She ran her fingers through his blonde hair, urging his mouth tighter against her clit. Rudy stroked his hard-on while he recorded. He found the sight of a blonde, young man licking the muff of a mature, ebony beauty to be an incredible turn-on. As Fonda's pussy became even wetter, Paul slid his middle and index fingers into her pink passage, while continuing to lick her clit. "Oh God," Fonda moaned, "Eat my chocolate mousse!" She pumped rhythmically against Paul's licking tongue and thrusting fingers. Rudy moved around attempting to shoot different angles of the blonde muff-diver between Fonda's milk chocolate thighs. Fonda's mind swam in waves of intense pleasure. She moaned with each exhale, "Aaahhh... Aaahhh... Aaahhh..." Fonda's moans were music to Paul's ears. "Cum, Fonda," Paul said between licks. Rudy cheered them on, "You go big guy! Lick that black pussy! Make her cum!" Fonda shuddered as a powerful orgasm swept through her body, and she cried a long, drawn out, "Aaahhh..." Then, she gently pushed Paul's face away from her and whispered, "Stop... stop... lemme catch my breath." "Sure, honey," Paul said quietly and smiled. He ran his tongue over Fonda's inner thigh and then gently up her glistening wet slit. Fonda shuddered again. Paul ran his tongue over her other inner thigh and once again gently over her clit. She shuddered again. Still kneeling between Fonda's legs, Paul brought his face to Fonda's, and pressed his lips to her's. He let his lips slide against Fonda's full, wet lips, and ran his fingers through her hair. Reaching down, Fonda's fingers closed around Paul's cock. She was pleased to find it still very hard. She slowly stroked the long boner while they kissed. "Fuck me, baby," Fonda said. "Thought you'd never ask," Paul smiled. Rudy moved in for a close up of Paul guiding his long, ivory hard-on into Fonda's chocolate pussy. Fonda moaned as she felt the big, white woody enter her. "Long slow strokes to start with," said Rudy, playing director. "And when you're ready to cum, try to cum in her mouth and on her face." Paul looked at Fonda and asked, "Is that what you want?" Fonda grinned, "Rudy's the director..." Paul nodded and smiled. He was feeling more comfortable with his sex session being photographed. Fonda was half-sitting, half-laying on the edge of the couch as Rudy zoomed in on the vanilla shaft slowly sliding in and out of Fonda's brown snatch. Fonda reached over and stroked Rudy's chocolate rod with her left hand. Rudy smiled and said, "Hey, how 'bout if you two do it with Paul sitting on the couch and Fonda on top?" "Fine with me," Paul said. "Sounds great," Fonda purred. Paul moved quickly from the kneeling position to sitting on the couch. Fonda straddled Paul facing away from him, lifted his hard-on straight up, and lowered her pussy onto his ivory column. She put her hands on Paul's knees for balance, then raised her pelvis until the head of Paul's rod was barely inside her. She held that position for a second, and then lowered herself, moaning as the hard-on filled her. Fonda raised and lowered slowly at first to judge the distance, and then gradually built up speed. Paul reached up from behind and fondled her bouncing brown boobs. Rudy took still photos and video from across the room to get all of Fonda in the frames. Then, Rudy slowly zoomed in for a close up of the long ivory boner sliding in and out of his wife's dark muff. Both Fonda and Paul were panting and moaning. Rudy was glad for Paul's stamina and control. Bridging Barriers Ch. 03 Pt. 01 Paul wanted to honor his host's cum-shot request, so when he felt the orgasmic tidal wave building, he said to Fonda, "Hey Fonda, I'm gonna cum soon, if you want that facial." With amazing agility, Fonda disengaged, knelt between Paul's legs, grasped his hard-on, and slid it in and out of her mouth. Rudy darted to their side to better record the climax. "Oh yeah, suck that big white cock!" Rudy panted. Rudy was holding the camera with one hand and yanking his dick with the other. Within seconds, Fonda felt Paul's cock spurt a warm geyser into her mouth. She took the vanilla shaft out of her mouth and continued to stroke it. The second and third spurts painted white cum stripes on Fonda's beautiful mocha face. Then, Fonda opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and stroked some remaining cum onto her tongue. Rudy captured the close-up. Paul shuddered and panted as Fonda licked him clean. With the cum-shot completed, Rudy abandoned his self-control, set the camera down, and furiously yanked his dick. Fonda turned toward Rudy, grasped his ebony hard-on, and took over its stroking. A moment later, Rudy's warm cream spurted onto Fonda's big brown tits. Paul looked at Fonda. She was smiling, with cum dripping from her face and mouth and tits. "Let me get you a towel," Paul said as he stood. He retrieved a towel from the several that were on the nearby end-table, and handed it to Fonda. She wiped her face, excused herself, and then went into a bathroom. With Fonda gone, Paul was uncomfortable looking at a man whose wife he'd just fucked. "That was a fucking great cum-shot!" Rudy said, trying to catch his breath. "Glad you liked it," Paul panted, "Fonda's amazing!" "I told you she'd treat you real special," Rudy grinned. "Whew..." Paul said, sitting on the edge of the couch. When Fonda returned, she said to Paul, "There's clean washcloths and towels in the bathroom to clean up with." One at a time, the threesome cleaned up and returned to the living room. While Rudy went to the kitchen to make fresh drinks, Fonda sat on the couch chatting with Paul. Fonda was nude except for the garter belt and stockings. Paul was totally nude. Rudy, who was also completely naked, returned with the drinks, and then began preparing his cameras for, hopefully, more sexual action. Paul was surprised that he now felt comfortable sitting around nude with a mature Afro-American couple. Fonda went to a desk in the corner, and pulled an already rolled joint from the drawer. She lit it and passed it to Paul. When in Rome, Paul thought. He took a toke from the joint, held it, and passed it to Rudy. Rudy took a long drag and passed it to Fonda. Around it went, until Rudy carefully put out the roach and set it aside. The threesome took long swallows of their drinks to help soothe their throats. Because the Maxwells got high more frequently than Paul, the pot had gotten them higher. Rudy lit a cigarette. Fonda snuggled against Paul, who slipped his arm around her shoulders. Fonda said to Rudy, "Was that the best cum-shot you ever saw or what?" Rudy chuckled and said, "Yeah, baby, the best! Now we can watch it over and over!" Fonda ran her hand over Paul's thigh and onto his cock. "Do you think there might be another cum-shot tonight?" Fonda grinned. Paul returned her smile and said, "Yeah, with your help." Bridging Barriers Ch. 03 Pt. 02 This is a sequel to "Bridging Barriers III Pt.1", and will provide more enjoyment if read in sequence. Sorry it was so long between chapters. All characters are fictional. Any resemblances to persons living or dead are coincidental. Relax and get horny. It's only Literotica. * Tapping his cigarette into a glass ashtray, Rudy watched his wife's brown fingers fondle the young white man's cock and balls. It made him smile slightly even though neither Fonda nor Paul were looking at him. They had pressed their lips together once again as the passion fires began to re-ignite. Rudy took another drag, pulling the mentholated smoke into his lungs. His gaze was fixed on the dark thumb and index finger rubbing the head of the ivory dick. The ivory shaft was beginning to grow and stiffen again. As Rudy exhaled, he felt his own cock begin to harden as well. Rudy finished his vodka and orange juice in two gulps, took a final drag from his cigarette, ground it into the ashtray, and lifted his video recorder. When viewed later, the next portion of the video would show a couple making out on a couch. The mature black woman was nude except for a black garter belt and stockings. Her lover was a nude white man, in his mid-twenties, with blonde hair and muscular physique. The black woman had a beautiful face, large, firm breasts, a flat stomach, and a shapely ass. The white man was running the fingers of one hand through her wavy black hair while they kissed. The fingertips of his other hand were brushing back and forth over an ebony nipple. The black woman's fingers were fondling a long, stiff, ivory cock and balls. Paul loved the feel of Fonda's full, moist lips sliding against his. Their lips moved in a slow circle against each other, while their tongues lovingly caressed. The scented soap which Fonda had used to clean the cum from her face drifted into Paul's nostrils, and he could taste the mouthwash she'd used. As Fonda felt Paul's dick grow and stiffen, she curled her fingers around it and felt it throb in her hand. Rudy became more aroused as he watched the white cock continue to grow. "Hey, how 'bout if we go up to the bedroom for the next session?" Rudy suggested. Fonda and Paul reluctantly broke their lip-lock. Fonda said, "That's a good idea. Okay, Paul?" "Sure. Fine with me." Fonda stood and took Paul by the hand. Paul followed Fonda's exquisite ebony ass up the stairs. Rudy followed, recorder and camera in hand. Fonda led Paul into the master bedroom. A king-size bed dominated the huge room. Paul had never been in a bedroom so large. Once in the room, Fonda wrapped her arms around Paul's waist and pulled against him. Paul put one arm around Fonda's shoulders, the other hand behind Fonda's head, and pressed his lips to hers. Rudy watched his wife's succulent brown tits press against Paul's muscular white chest. Looking downward, he could see the long ivory hard-on rubbing against her firm ebony stomach. Rudy's head swam with pot, alcohol, and lust. His knees trembled slightly. He was having difficulty holding his camera steady, because he was attempting to fondle his semi-erect penis as he recorded the action. The effects of the pot, booze, and lust weren't lost on Fonda or Paul either. Paul's inhibitions had melted away. Sharing pleasure with Fonda was the only thing on his mind. Fonda was grinning and moaning softly while they kissed and fondled each other. When the back of Fonda's legs contacted the side of the bed, she sat down abruptly, still grinning. Her face was now even with Paul's stiff cock. Fonda reached up, curled her dark fingers around the ivory shaft, and swirled her tongue around the swollen pinkish head, licking off some pre-cum. Then she slid her lips over the head and took it into her mouth. "You're an angel," Paul moaned. "That feels so good." Fonda took her mouth off the white hard-on, gave Paul a stoned grin, and said, "You damn right it does." Then she slid Paul's dick back into her mouth. Paul laughed quietly. Rudy moved to the couple's side and said, "Fonda, hold the head of Paul's cock between your lips for a couple of photos." Fonda was glad to comply with Rudy's directions. Her full, sensuous lips covered the head of the ivory hard-on to where the ridge was just visible. Rudy took three photos. "So hot, you two," Rudy complimented his stars. Fonda sucked and licked the long white cock until it had exceeded ten inches. When Paul felt himself losing control, he said to Fonda, "Lay back on the bed." Fonda laid back and moved over to make room for Paul. He climbed on the bed next to her, and ran his tongue over her erect, ebony nipples. Fonda ran her fingers through Paul's blonde hair and moaned softly. It seemed to Fonda that her nipples were even more sensitive when she was stoned, and she was enjoying Paul's attentions tremendously. Fonda said, "Lay on your back, baby." Paul just smiled and did as instructed. Fonda positioned herself across Paul's thighs and grasped his hard-on. She leaned closer and used the head of the ivory dick to rub one of her dark chocolate nipples and then the other. Rudy moved in for a close-up. At the same time, Paul's fingers slid up Fonda's dark thigh and into her curly, black pubes. Her lips were wet, and Paul slipped his middle and index finger into her pussy. To Fonda, Paul's touch was always gentle, yet stimulating; never rough and clumsy. "I love how you play with my pussy," Fonda moaned, "Rub my clit." Paul's fingertips massaged Fonda's clit, and a shiver of pleasure ran through her body. Normally as her sex sessions continued, Fonda's orgasms would come closer together and with less stimulation. With the tip of Paul's big white dick rubbing her ebony nipples, and his fingertips rubbing her clit, Fonda quickly began panting. Her body shuddered as another orgasm flowed through her. Still playing director, Rudy said, "Lemme see you two sixty-nine." Fonda and Paul were up for anything, so Fonda positioned herself above Paul and lowered her pussy to Paul's eager mouth. She then curled her fingers around his vanilla hard-on and slid her full lips over the swollen head. Rudy began recording with a shot of Paul's young white face pressed against Fonda's dark muff. Then Rudy slowly panned down the couple's sides, showing Fonda's dark tits rubbing against the Paul's light stomach. Finally, he focused on Fonda sucking and licking the big white dick. Rudy laid on the bed to get a better close-up of the interracial blow-job. Satisfied with the close-up, he laid the camera on the bed, and moved even closer to his wife's face. His own cock was rock hard and lust filled his mind. Fonda took her mouth from Paul's dick and said to Rudy, "I know you wanna suck it too. It's okay, baby." She aimed the long white hard-on toward her husband. Rudy looked at Fonda for a moment. She always seemed to know. Fonda was sure that her husband's long time fascination with watching black pussy and white cock had mostly been about the big, young white dicks. It was something she could relate to. Rudy hesitated. Fonda had assured him that Paul would be discreet. Rudy didn't want it getting out that he was bisexual. Neither did he want people to know that he liked to watch his wife fuck other men. At this point, what did it matter? He had already shared Fonda with Paul. Rudy gazed trance-like at the delicious vanilla cock. He wanted so badly to feel that young, ivory hard-on throb in his mouth. Rudy stuck out his tongue and swirled it around the head of Paul's cock four times, before taking it into his mouth. Fonda held the erection and watched Rudy's full lips slide slowly up and down the ivory shaft. Fonda smiled and whispered, "Do what turns you on, baby. I don't mind." Since Fonda knew that Rudy had been wanting to suck a big white dick for a long time, she allowed him to enjoy the moment, and instead she licked Paul's balls. Most of Paul's concentration remained on the black pussy pressed against his face. His hard-on was being pleasured. That was all that mattered. Paul used his fingertips to spread Fonda's dark pussy lips even wider, and then moved his flattened tongue in circles against her clit. It still somewhat surprised Fonda how eager her young white man was to please her, and the way he instinctively knew exactly how to make her wild with desire. Waves of pleasure flowed from her clit to her brain. She watched Paul's long white hard-on slide back and forth over her husband's dark lips. Fonda knew that it would excite Rudy later to see himself blowing Paul. She lifted the video recorder, climbed off the bed, and began recording the action from a variety of angles. Paul looked down and watched the mature black man suck and lick his throbbing ivory hard-on. He was so intoxicated with lust, that it didn't matter who was pleasuring him. If Paul hadn't cum a short time earlier, he wouldn't have been able to maintain control. Rudy looked up and his eyes met Paul's. He managed a slight smile, even with the young white dick in his mouth. Paul closed his eyes and moaned quietly. Fonda laid down the video recorder and climbed back onto the bed. She decided that she had to feel that stiff ivory shaft inside of her once again. "Rudy, honey, please let me have a turn with that big dick for a couple minutes." Rudy pulled his mouth from Paul's cock and said, "Sure, baby." Fonda held Paul's hard-on straight up, lowered her pussy onto it, and began to pump in the reverse cowgirl position. "Lick my pussy, baby," Fonda said to Rudy. Rudy smiled and bent to press his tongue to Fonda's wet muff. In this position, he could lick both his wife's pussy and the long white dick sliding in and out. Fonda moaned loudly. Rudy stroked his own cock as he serviced his black wife and her white lover. Nearing orgasm, Rudy stood upright on the bed and moved his erection close to his wife's face. Fonda grasped the black boner and took it into her mouth. She sucked Rudy's dick while she fucked Paul. It took only a minute before Rudy announced, "Cumming, baby!" Fonda took Rudy's rod from her mouth and stroked it vigorously. Rudy groaned and shuddered. Because he'd cum only a short time earlier, Rudy's ejaculation just oozed out onto Fonda's hand. Without even pausing in fucking Paul, Fonda wiped her hand on the sheet which was headed for the laundry anyway. Rudy sat on the edge of the bed, panting. Fonda pumped Paul furiously, raising her hips until his rod was barely inside of her, and then slamming down hard. She moaned loudly and her head bobbed with every thrust. Rudy recorded Fonda's ecstasy. "Fuck... Slut... Fuck... Slut..." Fonda panted in time with her thrusts. After a minute, Paul moaned, "I'm gonna cum!" Fonda lifted her pussy from Paul's hard-on, grasped it, and rubbed the head against her clit. "Shoot it, baby!" Fonda said. Warm, white cum spurted onto her bush and abdomen. As she used the head of the huge ivory dick to smear the cum against her clit, Fonda shuddered and had another orgasm. Rudy zoomed in for the cum-shot. Fonda repositioned herself, curled her dark fingers around the vanilla rod, and slid her lips over the head. With his hard-on in Fonda's talented mouth, Paul shivered with ecstasy. He ran his fingers over Fonda's hair. Fonda gently sucked the ivory dick like it was a pacifier, even after it began to go flaccid. Rudy ceased recording and went into the bathroom to clean up. After Rudy returned, Paul insisted that Fonda clean up next, and laid on the bed staring at the ceiling. Rudy sat on the edge of the bed, smiled at Paul, and said, "I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as Fonda and I did?" Paul turned his head to look at Rudy. He no longer felt uncomfortable being nude with Fonda's husband. Having watched Rudy suck his cock had bridged even more barriers. "Yeah, it was amazing," Paul said honestly. "Good," Rudy grinned and placed his hand on Paul's thigh. "I know that Fonda would agree that you're the most... uh... gifted young man we've ever entertained." "Your wife's incredible in every way," Paul said. Rudy stood and laughed softly, "She's an insatiable old slut. She has the face of an angel and a body made for sin. If I want to keep her around at all, I have to allow her a lot of freedom." Rudy opened a drawer and began to put on boxer shorts and a t-shirt. Paul sat upright on the edge of the bed, and watched Fonda re-enter the bedroom. She had cleaned up, had removed the garter belt and stockings, and was now totally naked. She moved toward Paul, and kissed him briefly. "The bathroom's all yours. I put a washcloth and towel on the vanity for you." "Thanks," Paul said as he walked toward the bathroom. "Rudy, be a sweetie and bring Paul's clothes up from the living room for him?" Fonda suggested. Fonda opened her dresser and put on a pair of panties, sweatpants, and matching sweatshirt. To be a good host, Rudy retrieved Paul's clothes and laid them on the bed. After Paul cleaned up and dressed, he found Fonda and Rudy downstairs in the living room. Both were sipping fresh drinks, and Rudy was smoking a cigarette. They offered Paul a nightcap. "Thanks, but I can't risk a DUI, and I better get going," Paul said. Rudy shook Paul's hand and told him to have a safe trip. Fonda gave Paul a passionate kiss and said to keep in touch. As Paul began the drive home, he decided that sex with Fonda and her husband had been the kinkiest thing he'd ever done. He was glad that he'd agreed to do it. He'd have to see if Fonda would make a copy of the video for him. Bridging Barriers, Plus One Fonda and Paul were lying naked on Paul's bed, basking in the afterglow of another amazing sex session. Paul lay on his back, his arm around Fonda. Fonda's head was on his shoulder, her ebony leg draped over Paul's ivory leg. She was running her brown hand slowly over Paul's muscular, tanned chest, enjoying the contrast. Paul was running his fingers through Fonda's hair. With lust satisfied, they were discovering each other as people. "Paul, honey, could I ask you something?" "Anything," Paul replied. "I know that most men fantasize about fucking more than one woman at a time. Do you?" Fonda asked. Paul laughed softly and said, "Yeah, I do. Why do you ask?" Fonda brushed her fingertip over Paul's nipple and said, "Well baby, you might as well know that I like sex with women, too. Do you have a problem with that?" "Not if it's leading to what I hope it is." Fonda laughed, rolled on top of Paul, and then sat upright so that she was straddling Paul's waist. She looked into his blue eyes and grinned. "I have an old friend named Denise, who's also bi. She's also married, but sometimes we get horny and do each other. We tell each other everything and when I told her about you and me, she got real excited. Then, when I floated the idea of a threesome, she loved it. Would you like to do me and a friend of mine?" "Probably," Paul said. "What does your friend look like?" "She's a beautiful black woman... about a year younger than me. She got a great body... skin's a little darker than mine... short hair. Hey, I got a picture of her in my wallet." Fonda climbed off Paul and went to retrieve the photo. She was back in a minute with the wallet. Then, she located the small photo and gave it to Paul. He studied the face in the photo for a few seconds. "She's a knockout, like you," Paul said with a smile. "Fucking the two of you at once would be a dream come true!" Fonda took back the wallet and smiled. She said. "I told ya." Then, Fonda once again climbed on top of Paul. Grinning, she hung her lovely brown breasts over Paul's face. "Momma needs her titties licked some more." Paul was glad to oblige. Later that evening, Fonda phoned Denise to tell her that the threesome was on. Denise was excited and wanted to schedule it asap. She hadn't had sex with a white man in twenty years, and Paul sounded like the perfect white stud. Because Denise and Fonda had each other as an alibi, their husbands wouldn't question their whereabouts. Under the guise of shopping together, Fonda picked up Denise at 12:30PM that Saturday. They were both wearing shorts and casual tops. They waved goodbye to Denise's husband and headed for their rendezvous with Paul. On the drive to Paul's apartment, they giggled like nervous schoolgirls as each described what type of underwear they were wearing. Denise squirmed in the car's bucket seat when Fonda said, "Girl, I can't wait to see the look on your face when that big vanilla dick slides into your pussy." A few minutes later, Fonda was knocking on Paul's door. Paul answered within seconds, as usual. "Come in ladies," Paul said and motioned them in with a sweep of his hand. They entered and Paul locked the door behind them. Paul was wearing a blue tank-top and cut-off jeans. Paul had learned to close the sliding glass door curtains when Fonda was coming. "Hey baby," Fonda said to Paul and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Hey Fonda," Paul said and pressed his lips to Fonda's. Fonda broke the embrace after a moment and said to Denise, "Denise, this is Paul. Paul, this is Denise." "Nice to meet you," Denise said and extended her hand. Paul took her hand and replied, "A pleasure to meet you, too." Fonda set her purse on the end table and said, "Shit, why don't you two just kiss and get to know each other better?" Paul looked toward Denise. Denise smiled and shrugged, "That's why I'm here." Like when Paul first met Fonda, he found Denise much more sexy than the photo he'd seen. Her almond shaped eyes were brown and inviting. Her lips were full, but not too much so. As Fonda had said, Denise's skin was a shade darker than Fonda's. Denise wore her hair short and naturally kinky. It looked in no way masculine because her features were so very feminine and beautiful. She was about 5'4", and had a figure nearly as perfect as Fonda's. Her slim waist accentuated her 33B chest. Her ass was as shapely and firm as Fonda's. Denise wasn't disappointed seeing Paul in the flesh either. He was tall and muscular, but not intimidating. His tousled blonde hair and sea-blue eyes made Denise feel warm and comfortable immediately. Denise and Paul stepped close to each other. Denise put her arms around Paul's waist, and he wrapped his arms around her shoulders. They pressed their lips together like they meant it. When Denise felt Paul's lips open, she opened her mouth to receive his tongue. They tongue-kissed passionately. Denise loved a good kisser and decided that Paul was one of the best. The fact that he was 18 years younger than her and white just made her hotter. When they stopped for air, Denise said softly, "Oh my!" Fonda chuckled and said, "Yeah, I think the three of us are gonna have a lot of fun." Then, Fonda moved close to Denise and said to her, "Let's give Paul a little show." She kissed Denise on the lips, and Denise realized what her friend had in mind. Denise and Fonda wrapped their arms around each other and kissed passionately. Paul watched the two mature black beauties tongue-kiss and felt his cock stiffen. Fonda lifted Denise's shirt up and off, exposing Denise's lacy black bra. Then, Denise returned the favor by removing Fonda's top, revealing Fonda's red satin bra. The women kissed again, pressing their breasts together. Next, Denise moved behind Fonda and quickly unhooked Fonda's bra. The bra slid off and Denise put her hands under Fonda's large, firm tits and displayed them to Paul. He smiled and nodded his approval. Fonda said with a grin, "Boy's already seen my tits plenty. Bet he'd like to see Denise's though." Then, Fonda moved behind Denise, unhooked her bra, and slid it off. Paul gazed at Fonda's hands moving over Denise's firm, brown tits. Both women were smiling at him. Using her index finger, Denise motioned for Paul to come closer. Paul stood before Denise, and then she lifted his tank-top up to his armpits. She ran her dark hands over his muscular white torso. Paul pulled the shirt off and dropped it on the growing pile of clothes. Paul reached his hands behind Fonda's shoulders and pulled himself against both women. He felt Denise's nipples rub against his stomach as he pressed his lips to hers. While Denise and Paul tongue-kissed, Fonda slipped off her shorts and panties. She moved behind Paul and hugged him, squeezing her tits against his back. She reached around his front and began to rub the rapidly growing bulge in his shorts. "Now, we look like an Oreo," Fonda giggled. Denise and Paul broke their lip-lock to see what Fonda was talking about. When they noticed the interracial sandwich, they laughed too. "Paul, honey, " Fonda began, "I told Denise I'd let her have the pleasure of taking off your shorts and since she's dying to see that big white dick of yours... you don't mind do you, baby?" Paul was already intoxicated with lust and replied, "Take my shorts off, Denise." Denise smiled at Paul, unhooked the rivet on his shorts, and pulled the zipper down. Then, she hooked her fingers into both Paul's shorts and briefs, and pulled them down together. Paul's hard-on swung out and side to side as he stepped out of his clothes. Denise inhaled sharply and felt herself flush with excitement, when she gazed at the long, stiff vanilla cock. "Oh my god! You really are a big boy, just like Fonda said!" Fonda laughed and said, "Girl, ain't that the nicest dick you ever seen? And it even gets a bigger than that." "It's gorgeous," Denise half-whispered. "Can I touch it?" Paul smiled and said, "Rub it good, beautiful." Denise curled the fingers of her right hand around the base of the shaft, and her left hand around the upper portion of the hard-on. The swollen, pinkish head still was uncovered. She felt the cock throb with her touch. Denise looked at her dark fingers encircling the ivory rod and was further turned on by the contrast. It had been twenty years since she'd fucked a white man, and was rediscovering the interracial excitement. Fonda stepped closer and joined in the fondling of Paul's hard-on. Paul moaned and began to breathe more rapidly as he watched four dark hands stroke, massage, and rub his cock and balls. Fonda and Denise smiled at each other, knowing the great pleasure they were giving the young white man. "Let's go into the bedroom," Fonda said and began to lead Paul by gently pulling his hard-on. Paul and Denise followed Fonda into the bedroom. Fonda led Paul over to the bed and said, "Sit sweety." Paul sat on the edge of the bed. Fonda knelt beside him and Denise followed Fonda's lead. Fonda said to Denise, "You can have first licks." Kneeling between Paul's legs, Denise grasped the ivory boner and ran her thumb over the head. Feeling some pre-cum at the tip, she smiled at Paul, and then rubbed the tip of his cock against one of her dark chocolate nipples. Paul returned her smile, enjoying the visual. Next, Denise slid her full lips over the cock's head and down the shaft, taking it deep into her mouth. Paul moaned and ran his fingers over Denise's short hair. "Suck it, girl," Fonda encouraged. "Suck that big white cock!" Denise slid Paul's cock in and out of her mouth rapidly. Then, she switched to licking the entire length. She pointed the vanilla erection at Fonda and asked, "Want some?" "Thought you'd never ask," Fonda said with a smile. While Denise held Paul's cock, both women licked the ivory shaft, the head, and his balls. Next, the women took turns sucking and stroking Paul's ivory rod. Paul leaned back on his elbows, watching in absolute ecstasy. In a coordinated effort, Fonda put her lips on one side of Paul's dick and Denise put her lips on the other side. The Afro beauties then began to slide their lips together up and down the white behemoth. Paul tried his best to maintain control, but the double blow-job was too intense. "I'm gonna cum," he moaned. Then, Denise deliberately took the hard-on into her mouth and felt the first warm spurt hit her tongue. She pulled the boner out and passed it to Fonda. The next spurt caught Fonda square on the face. Fonda aimed the ivory hard-on at her breasts and stroked it until her nipples both had white spunk on them. Paul shuddered as the black women licked his dick clean. After a brief clean-up, Paul said to Denise, "It's my turn to lick you. Is that okay?" "Oh yeah, baby. I'd like that," Denise purred. "Where do you want me?" "On the bed." Denise laid on her back and Paul climbed up next to her. He kissed Denise and ran his fingers over her hair. Then, he kissed his way down her neck and across her chest. Paul ran his tongue over Denise's dark brown nipple, sending shivers through her body. Fonda climbed on the bed on Denise's other side. She began to lick Denise's other nipple. After making Denise's nipples erect, Paul began to kiss and lick his way down Denise's firm stomach, down her abdomen, arriving at her pubic triangle. Her bush was much like Fonda's, a neatly trimmed dense triangle of black curly pubes. He paused to savor the sight and smiled. Then, he stuck his tongue out, looked Denise in the eyes, and ran his tongue up and down her dark chocolate lips. Denise gasped with pleasure. She ran her fingers through Paul's blonde hair and drank in the sight of what the young white man was doing to her. Denise's juices really began to flow as Paul's tongue flicked her clit. Following Paul's lead, Fonda kissed and licked her way down to Denise's wet muff. "Want some help?" Fonda whispered. Paul smiled and said, "I don't think Denise will object." Paul began run his tongue over Denise's inner thigh, leaving her pussy for Fonda, who licked it eagerly. Then, Fonda moved her head so that Paul could join her in licking Denise's wet box. Their two tongues moved over Denise's clit, into her snatch, and tongue-kissed each other. When Paul slid two long white fingers into her pussy, Denise moaned loudly and propped herself up on her elbows for a better view. She gazed at the handsome blonde man and her beautiful black friend who were simultaneously licking her pussy. The memory of that sight would make her hot for years to come. Denise slid her fingers into Paul's hair and began to thrust her wet muff against his face, moaning, "Ohhh yeah! Lick that black pussy! Lick it hard!" Fonda knew that her friend was about to cum and enjoyed watching her grind her chocolate muff against Paul's handsome white face. Denise shuddered, cried out, and her spasms began to subside. She lay on the bed, breathing hard. Paul's face glistened with Denise's juices. Paul turned to Fonda and said, "Now I wanna eat your pussy." "Where do you want me?" Fonda asked. "Kneel over my face," Paul said. Paul laid on his back and Fonda put her knees on either side of his head. She lowered her muff to his eager tongue. She sighed as his tongue ran the length of her pussy. Denise moved to better view what Fonda and Paul were doing. "Baby can't get enough of that chocolate mousse," Denise said, grinning at Fonda. "And he eats it better than any man I was ever with," Fonda panted, while Paul licked her clit. "Look," Denise said, "Our white stud is already hard again." Fonda glanced over her shoulder to see Denise fondling Paul's stiff dick. Once again, Denise slid the vanilla hard-on in and out of her mouth. In no time, Denise had the ivory shaft a throbbing ten plus inches. Next, she held Paul's cock straight up and lowered her pussy onto it. She moaned as she felt it fill her. Fonda continued to slide her wet muff against Paul's mouth and nose. Paul was in heaven as he simultaneously satisfied one black woman with his cock, and another with his skilled tongue. After a few minutes, Fonda suggested, "Hey Neesie, how 'bout if we switch for a little? I'd like some of that big white dick too." "Sure, sista," Denise said, as she lifted herself off Paul's rod. Denise moved to the side and Fonda took her place riding the ivory shaft. Denise turned so that she was facing Fonda, and then lowered her chocolate pussy onto Paul's tongue. From that position, Denise leaned toward Fonda and began to lick Fonda's erect nipples. The women continued to trade positions, sharing Paul's hard-on and tongue, and licking each other's nipples. Intoxicated with lust, they moaned, and voiced encouragement, and giggled. Fonda soon climaxed again and lifted herself from Paul's boner. "Neesie, you gotta try doggie-style with Paul. He gets it in sooo deep, " Fonda said grinning. "Oh yeah, I'd like that," Denise panted. "Paul, fuck Denise doggie-stlye," Fonda suggested. "Be my pleasure," Paul gasped. Denise positioned herself on all fours and Paul moved behind her. He rubbed the head of his erection against her lips and then slowly entered Denise's tight, wet pussy. "Aaahhhh, fuck yeah!" Denise moaned. Paul began to slide his vanilla joystick slowly in and out of Denise's dripping wet muff. Denise looked at Fonda and said, "Let me eat your pussy." Fonda grinned and said, "Why, you naughty old black slut." Denise laughed and said, "That's me, baby! Come here and spread 'em!" Fonda laid on her back in front of Denise, legs spread. Then, Denise lowered her head and began to lick her friend's clit. Fonda moaned and put her hands on Denise's head. Watching Denise eat Fonda turned Paul on even more, and the speed of his thrusts increased. Denise had never been penetrated so deeply before. She was thrusting back as Paul was thrusting forward, and furiously licking Fonda's pussy. "Fuck that hot black pussy!" Fonda shouted at Paul. A moment later, Fonda shuddered and came once again. In time with Paul's thrusts, Denise was whimpering, "Fuck - slut - fuck - slut." Finally she cried out, her body spasmed, and she experienced the most powerful orgasm of her life. Sensing that he was losing control, Paul panted, "Fonda, finish me off." Fonda moved quickly to Paul's side. Paul pulled out and Fonda wrapped her dark fingers around the ivory tool. With a few hard strokes, Paul shot warm cum over Denise's ass and back. Fonda laughed with delight and then took Paul's cock into her mouth. Paul shuddered as Fonda sucked and stroked his dick until his orgasm was over. Denise had collapsed on the bed, her firm brown ass was striped with white cum. Paul retrieved a wash cloth and towel, and then they all helped each other clean up. A few minutes later, Paul was lying on his bed with a beautiful, mature black woman on either side. They had their heads on his broad shoulders, his arms around them. They were slowly running their dark hands over his torso. Each member of the threesome would treasure the memory of this day as long as they lived.