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Julia's Encounter Ch. 01

By: PrevertedMe



I won't claim to be proud of what I did, but I'm also not ashamed of it either. I did it and that is that. That's all there is to it. Nothing more. What happens in my life now, what consequences I have to pay, are of my own doing and I will accept them. As for why I did it . . . Well, it was just something that I had to do. Simple as that.

I'd been married to my wife, Julia, for over fifteen years, ever since we were seniors in college. I'm not going to say they've been lousy years, but I won't say they've been fantastic either. They've just been fifteen years of marriage . . . Period.

Neither of us were virgins when we met either, a fact that I didn't hold against her, nor did she hold against me. And, for the most part, our sex life has been pretty good . . . Pretty damn good actually. But, we were hitting forty and for some reason my libido was raging while hers was weakening. So while it was still good when it did happened . . . It wasn't happening all that often anymore. I tried several different things to get her fired back up but nothing seemed to work so I was forced to find my fun elsewhere.

Now, I know a lot of guys use this sort of thing as an excuse to fool around, to hook up with some other woman on the side, maybe some young hotty at the office or whatever. And I will admit that I was tempted to do just that. But I didn't. Instead I started surfing the net for porn . . . And boy, I found it. Tons of it. Tons and tons. I used the porn to get me off, downloading pictures and films for my own pleasure when Julia was out of the house.

Then I discovered text porn. Written stories about all kinds of different things . . . Fun things. BDSM. Group Sex. Incest/Taboo. Loving Wives. Interracial Lovers. Things that I had never imagined were right there for me to read about and stroke off to. Fan-Damn-Tastic! I loved it. 

And I was hooked.

I eventually tried using some of these things to help me fire up Julia's libido. I started showing her some of the stories, asking her to read them and to share her thoughts. At first she did . . . hesitantly. But she soon stopped participating and became even more quiet than before.

Then, one day about four months later, I found something on the computer that I didn't remember downloading. It was a web address for a site that specifically catered to interracial sex. It was full of short films, stories and pictures of different races getting it on. And, of course, most of it was dedicated to black men with white women. I wracked my brain but could not remember having visited the site previously.

Over the next couple of weeks I watched my internet travels closely. I looked closer at the pop ups that appeared when I was doing my surfing and started checking all the hidden crannies for other information. I soon knew that it was Julia who was visiting the site. After I was away from the house for a few hours and she was there alone I would find the telltale little traces in the different files. Because of this I was also able to see some of the videos she would download, view, then delete.

Yep, you guessed it. Black men and white women.

Did this surprise me? Damn right it did!

See, Julia comes from one of those old fashioned kind of upbringings. She'd made it clear that she didn't approve of interracial couples of any sort. I mean, she wasn't a bigot or prejudice or anything like that, she just thought that folks should stay with their own race. Or so she'd always declared. But now?

Once I had it figured out though, that it was her visiting this website, I started trying to think of some way to broach the subject with her. To let her know what I'd figured out and to see if maybe she was interested in maybe checking some of it out together. Well, when I did finally come up with the nerve all she did was just shut me down solid, telling me I was silly and didn't know what I was talking about. 

But I could see it in her eyes. I could see she was lying. And that she knew that I knew it too.

So that was when I decided to do something . . . something a little crazy . . . Maybe even a little insane.

Where we live and where I work ain't exactly south-central or anything. What I mean is that there ain't a lot of blacks around. But we do have some black friends, and some of them are single men. I decided to approach a couple of them about what was happening, what the situation was and what I had in mind. John and Paul jumped at the chance that I offered and we started planning.

Not being super clever diamond thieves like in the movies we decided to do it the simplest way we could think of. So one Friday night I had a little party at the house with a dozen or so friends. As usual Julia welcomed the idea and put together a light dinner and drinks type of thing for everyone. 

Julia was wearing one of her loose, button up blouses and a pair of semi-tight shorts. Her long hair flowed around her shoulders freely. All night long I kept catching my two friends checking her out with approving looks while my own heart raced with anticipation at what I believed the night would hold.

We all had a good time chatting and laughing for a few hours then, as most of our friends are married with children, the guests began thinning out around ten and by eleven it was just the four of us. John, Paul, Julia and myself.

Casually I asked the guys if they wanted to watch a movie and soon we were in the living room cueing up the DVD with drinks in our hands. 

Right as the movie was starting Julia excused herself to go to the restroom, as I knew she would. Fifteen years together and it never failed. Start a movie and she'd make me pause it while she ran to the tinkle-torium. But sometimes routine habits like this work in someone else's favor. While she was out of the room I dropped a sleeping pill into her drink and stirred it until it dissolved.

(That's right . . . I drugged my wife. I said I'd deal with my consequences and I meant it. You just read the story, okay?)

It was a weak one. Over the counter. Cheap and all but useless. But added to the few drinks, the late hour and the way Julia is susceptible to medicines I knew it would have the effect I wanted. I didn't want her zonked out. NO! I wanted her body responsive and her brain functioning . . . just not functioning too well.

My sweet, beautiful wife.

She returned from the restroom and we started the movie again. Thirty minutes later I reached behind her drooping head to dim down the lights. She was slumped into the crook of the couch corner, her eyelids sagging lazily as she fought to stay awake and be a polite hostess. I put my arm around her and she folded in against me, her head resting on my shoulder.

I waited another couple of minutes until her breathing grew light, then, ignoring the TV, I started the process that I hoped would open the doors for what I had in mind. I dropped my one hand, the one attached to the arm around her shoulder, down onto her breast. Leaving it resting there lightly I began to gently stroke at her hidden mound with my fingers, delicately rubbing across the pushed out area of her blouse. I reached up with my other hand and did the same to the underneath of her other breast, delicately stroking and caressing it through her clothing. After several minutes I heard her mew softly in her dazed, dreamy state.

After fifteen years I know what my wife likes. Even as lackadaisical and scattered as our sex life has grown, I still know what she enjoys. And I used that to my advantage that night. I used it all.

For half a movie I sat their gently stroking and caressing her breasts through her clothing. My fingers gliding back and forth, up and over, down and across. After undoing the top button to her blouse I slipped my fingers inside too, the tips dancing over the upper parts of her breasts, the fleshy area not covered by her bra. I also leaned down every few minutes and lightly kissed her, either on the top of her head or the side. Or I leaned a little further down and gently blew in her ear. This all had the effect that I both wanted and expected. Her nipples grew hard beneath her clothing, their firming points jutting out against the material. Her breathing grew heavier too, a mixture of arousal and light dozing, while occasional soft mews of pleasure purred in her throat.

For the most part I sat their looking down at her, watching her facial expressions or my hands on her chest, but I would look up from time to time and when I did I saw both John and Paul looking over with wide smiles on their faces. Basically the movie, a cover for what our true intentions were, had been forgotten by us all as we anxiously awaited the events that we hoped and planned for to unfold.

Eventually I looked over and nodded at the guys, indicating that it was time to move our plan to phase two. Paul had the remote and he killed both the movie and the TV, instantly casting the living room into near darkness with only the one dimmed light offering illumination.

Julia was dozing softly so I scooted off the couch and slipped her into my arms, lifting her up and carrying her across the room. I headed for our study where I'd prearranged a few things. The central piece of furniture in that room is one of those funky couch things with no back and only one arm rest which sort of rolls up high. (I have no idea what it is or why we have it except Julia liked it and wanted it, so it's there.) I'd set the lights in there to a dim glow for a romantic setting, the way things up close can be seen but it's not all stark bright and like that.

As I lowered Julia onto that couch-thing she stirred a little, rolling her head and opening her eyes slightly. She looked around for a moment then glanced up at me.

"Why are we in the study?" She whispered.

"Just something a little different," I shrugged, giving her a mischievous grin.

I then leaned down and kissed her lips, brushing mine across hers lightly before planting them. I felt her smile around the kiss as I pressed against her a little, one hand sliding along her leg, the other brushing her hair back a little.

I slipped my tongue into her mouth, my hands continuing to caress her. I heard the guys come into the room and take seats in a couple chairs I'd placed against the one wall. I'd tried to think of everything, wanting badly to make this happen and not screw it up by showing my hand too soon so I had gone over nearly the entire plan with them in advance, explaining that some last minute changes might need to be made but hoping not.

Julia responded to my french kiss by swishing her tongue over mine and raising her hands to hold my arms and rub over my back a little. I kept my one hand caressing her legs, sweeping up and down along the top and inner edges of them. My other hand cupped her face, my fingers stroking her cheek and around her ear.

"Mmmmmmm," she mewed a few times while we kissed.

Yep, mind slow, body awake. Just the way I wanted it.

I felt her legs starting to slip and slide over the couch's upholstery, her feet skidding back and forth as her body was warmed up more and more by my attentions. This all caused her body to shift slightly and she pulled me to her, pressing her chest against me.

I raised my one hand from her legs and reached up to the blouse buttons. As I slowly undid these I slipped my lips from hers and kissed my way across her cheek to her ear where I blew warm breath into it and licked the outer edges.

"Mmmmmmmmmm," Julia purred, her body flexing up slightly.

"You are beautiful, Julia," I whispered between licks. "So beautiful."

"Mmmmmmmmmm."

When I got the blouse open enough I slipped my hand inside. I ran my fingers over her abs, up past her breasts and across her chest. I traced delicate lines back and forth over her flesh, lightly touching her as I traced the edges of her bra. Beneath me her breathing grew heavier, her chest rising in shortening huffs.

"I want you so bad, Julia," I whispered, my fingers slipping just under the top edge of her bra. "You are so hot and so beautiful."

"Mmmmmmmmmm."

After several minutes of this delicate tracing and ear teasing I helped her sit up while I pulled off her blouse, making sure to keep myself between her and the wall where John and Paul were sitting, watching us. She was gorgeous in the dim light, her lacy bra covering her breasts, her hard nipples jutting against the material. Her face was already flushed, her eyes barely open and I knew that if I checked I would find her pussy already damp, if not wet.

Before I lowered her back down I unhooked her bra clasp and tossed it to the side with her blouse. I then rolled my lips back to hers. As I planted a kiss on her I allowed my hand to cover one of her tits, the palm flattening her hard nipple beneath it.

"Mmmmmmmmmm," Julia whimpered into me as her chest lifted up and pushed into my hand.

I started to massage her tit, squeezing and plying the flesh gently. Lifting my hand slightly so that it was just touching her nipple I rubbed it back and forth a little, teasing the sensitive nub. I then dropped my hand once more to flatten against her breast, pushing at the fleshy mound and squeezing it gently. Julia responded heartily, her chest raising up and cramming her tit into my grip, her tongue driving at mine and soft moans grumbling in her throat.

I used this point to shift the position I was in and drop my other hand down from her face to cover her other breast. Within seconds I had one knee on the couch, leaning over my wife with my lips locked onto hers and my hands covering both of her now heaving breasts. I cupped and squeezed the fleshy mounds, plying their soft shapes and caressing her rock hard nipples. Beneath me Julia was squirming slightly, her legs scissoring open and close a little and her back arching up to press her tits into my grasp. She moaned into my mouth, lifting her chest slightly higher as I cupped both of her breasts and brushed at her nipples with my fingers.

After a few more moments I broke our kiss once more and retraced my path to her ear, the one on the side where the guys were sitting. I breathed into her ear and licked the edges for a few moments then moved back up to her mouth and pressed my lips against hers, all the while my hands continued their manipulation of her tits. I rolled her nipples between my fingers, pulling on them slightly while I did. Julia responded by moaning into my mouth. I felt her body squirm beneath me, felt her legs start to kick up and out further.

Some more of this and I was ready to move on so I removed my lips from hers again. This time I laid a trail of kisses down across her neck, being sure to stretch it out along her shoulder a little, then on down to her breasts. Once there I kissed my way over the tops of both fleshy mounds, leaving a trail of soft kisses and flickering licks on her flesh.

"Ooohhhhhhhhh," she sighed, her hands rubbing at my arms and over my back. "Ooooohhhhhhhhh yeeesssss."

Teasingly I kissed her breasts all over, brushing my breath across her sensitive nipples but not touching them with my lips. Instead I caressed every other inch of those glorious mounds first, watching and feeling her squirm under me as her breathing grew heavier and heavier. When my lips neared her nipples she raised her chest, arching her back off the couch slightly and trying to guide me to the hard little nubs. The first few times I resisted, forcing myself to move on and away from her needful initiation. But then I couldn't help myself. My lips were kissing their way mere centimeters from her nipple and she shifted, sliding it even closer to my mouth. I locked my lips around the nub and suckled at it, swiping my tongue across it simultaneously.

"Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Julia whimpered, her back arching higher, her hand locking onto the back of my head.

She held my face against her tit, held her nipple in my mouth, as she raised herself up higher and tried to push more of her tit into my mouth.

"Oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeessssssssssssssssss," she sighed.

I sucked at the breast, licking at her flesh while my hands massaged both tits, my fingers tweaking at her other nipple.

"Oooooohhhhhh yeeessssss. Oooohhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeesssssssssss."

As her legs scissored open a little more I lifted my knee and slipped it in between them, resting it near her crotch. Instantly I felt her squirm her way down the short distance to rub herself against me. I switched my lips to lock over her other nipple, my fingers sliding up to roll the one I'd just left. Beneath me Julia wiggled around, pressing her tit into my face while her hand held me against her, her crotch rubbing along my shin bone while her legs slid back and forth.

"Ooohhhhhh Tommy," she sighed again and again.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Paul and John sitting against the wall watching us. Their expressions indicated that they were enjoying the show.

Turning my attention back to my wife I concentrated on sucking her nipple while my tongue swished back and forth over it. My hands squeezed and massaged her mounds of flesh, plying their soft texture and rolling her other nipple with my fingers. Julia was growing very hot, her legs were moving almost constantly now and her crotch was grinding into my leg.

After a few more minutes I raised myself up and stared down at her while continuing to massage her breasts. She was beautiful. Her face was flushed, her hair tossed in a mess as her head lulled back. Her eyes were narrow slits and her bottom lip quivered slightly as she panted with her arousal.

"You getting hot?" I whispered, my fingers tweaking at both her nipples simultaneously.

Julia whimpered a soft "yes" as her body lifted a little and her eyes rolled back, her lids closing for a second.

I gave her tits a couple more squeezes than slid my hands down along her body, my fingers lightly gliding over her flesh, down across her abdomen to the top of her shorts. Reflexively Julia made her bottom half halt its squirming.

"Let's see just how hot you are," I chuckled softly, my fingers working at the snap and zipper of her shorts.

When I had them undone I grabbed the side edges and Julia lifted her ass so that I could tug them down. I slid them down off her hips and along her legs slowly, taking her panties with them. Secretly I did this for two reasons. First, I wanted to save time and hassle later on and, secondly, after fifteen years Julia had gotten into the habit of wearing big, cotton "granny panties" a lot and I didn't want myself or the other guys to see those hideous things right then. 

As her pussy came into view I was thrilled. Her lips were already puffing out, slightly swollen and red, and the whole area glistened with dampness. It was beautiful. When I got the garments off her feet and tossed to the side, her legs automatically opened themselves back up with her feet kicking into the couch edges and bending her knees.

I stood up at the foot of the couch staring happily down at her while I pulled my own clothing off. I had a raging hard-on and was looking forward to getting it freed then relieved. Julia stared back up at me through her slit eyes, her own lips spread in a happy grin. When I dropped my pants and my cock came into view her eyes dropped to it and she licked her lips hungrily.

She'd read my mind.

Julia loves to suck cock. It makes her hot and wet. Occasionally she would even experience an orgasm sucking me off while I played with her tits.

Still smiling down at her I walked around to her head, on the opposite side from where Paul and John were sitting watching all of this. Julia turned her face to my bouncing cock and reached out for it with one hand as soon as it got close enough. My other hand reached down and brushed her hair away from her face then grabbed some of it to hold onto. With her head on the one high armrest of the couch she was almost level with my hips. Together we adjusted and soon her lips were wrapped around the head of my cock. She sucked on it deeply and I groaned with pleasure.


Julia's Encounter Ch. 01



I stood there watching my wife suck inch after inch of my cock into her mouth, her eyes closed as she moaned in her throat with the thrill of my hard prick sliding across her lips. I felt her tongue roll over my flesh, felt the suction of her sucking. I reached down and covered one of her tits with my hand, my palm flattening her sensitive, hard nipple. Julia moaned and raised her chest into my squeezing hand.

She quickly had my entire length buried in her mouth and throat, sucking hard on the pole. 

"Oohhh God yes, Baby," I sighed, my hand squeezing her tit a little harder. "Suck my cock."

She deep throated me for a couple moments then pulled back. Her fingers became wrapped around the base of my cock. Julia then began to pump her face back and forth, sliding the first inches of my cock in and out of her mouth.

I watched her lips going back and forth, watched my cock disappearing into her mouth again and again.

"Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm," she moaned as she fucked me with her face.

"Ooohhhh yeesss, Baby. Suck it. Suck my cock."

My hips started to pump themselves at her, trying desperately to match her rhythm. My eyes roved down her body. Her legs were still spread open, her feet sliding around on the couch while her ass gyrated slightly. Her crotch glistened more in the dim light as her juices flowed.

I squeezed and mauled at her tits, first one then the other.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned as she dropped her hand and deep throated me once more.

I felt the vibrations in her throat and my cock stiffened even harder from the thrill of it. I realized that the combination of the anticipation of tonight and the amount of time I'd spent making sure she was really horny were combining so that I was close to cumming. The thought made me happy since I didn't want her experiencing an orgasm yet. I wanted her ready and on the edge of one, but not already exploding, for my plan to work.

"Swallow my cum, Baby," I sighed. "Suck my cock and swallow my cum."

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," she pulled back once more, her fingers gripping my base.

She pumped her face at me faster, her hand squeezing and tugging at the base.

"Mmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm," she whimpered with the taste of the leaking precum.

I pulled my hand away from her tit and grabbed her hair with both hands, bundling it into my grip and holding her head steady. My hips jerked at her, pumped my cock in and out of her mouth. Julia sucked deeply, her tongue rolling across my flesh pole. She sucked harder and deeper as I thrust myself at her face, fucking her mouth with my hard cock.

"Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm," she whimpered and mewed.

"Oohhh yeesss. Suck it. Suck my cock. Swallow my cum."

I felt my balls boiling, felt my climax rolling up and along my stiff cock as I pumped it into her mouth. I jerked a couple more times then froze, holding inches of myself inside her mouth as her lips locked firmly around me and she sucked and gulped at my cum shooting into her mouth.

"Ooooohhhhhhhhh," I groaned with the last few sprays.

As I remained in place for a few moments Julia sucked my spent member, milking the last drops of cum from it and licking it clean. She mewed while she did this and when I looked down I saw her eyes looking up at me. In them I recognized her high state of arousal.

"That was good," I grinned. "You like sucking cock, don't you?"

She nodded slightly and smiled around my withering cock.

I pulled myself back, removing myself from her lip's grasp. Grinning mischievously I walked back to the foot of the couch. Lifting one of her legs I sat down sideways then laid her leg across mine. I then turned partway and placed my hands on her thighs, high and toward the tops.

Looking at her I could see that she was extremely hot, and the amount of moisture between her legs confirmed this fact. Her labia was swollen and shiny with her wetness. Above her waist her chest rose and fell high and quick with short pants. Her facial expression showed passion, her eyes slits, her bottom lip dangling and quivering.

"You like a hard cock in your mouth, don't you?" I whispered, my hands lightly caressing her thighs. "You like having your lips wrapped around a stiff cock?"

"Yeessssss," she sighed, her eyes closing for a second as her head rolled back slightly.

"It gets your pussy all hot . . . all wet."

"Yeesssss."

Julia's hands rolled up and cupped her breasts. She started to massage the milky mounds of flesh. I smiled wickedly, recognizing this as a sign that she was indeed extremely aroused.

"Is your pussy hot now?" My hands dipped down and caressed the inner edges of her thighs, inches away from her sex.

"Ooohhhhh yeeessssss," she moaned, her hips humping slightly as she tried to get my fingers closer.

"Yea it is," I agreed. "You want me to touch your pussy?"

My hands glided back up along her legs then dipped back down again, stopping once more inches away from her glistening cunt. Julia's feet found firm ground on the couch edges and she rolled her hips at me. I continued to caress her inner thighs, sliding my fingers down and all over her pelvic region without actually touching her pussy. Each time my fingers grew close she would shift in an attempt to make them touch her there, but I managed to avoid all her shifting.

"Your pussy is so wet," I told her. "You want it touched don't you? You want me to put my fingers on your wet pussy and caress it?"

"Yeeesssss Tommy," she whimpered, her head lulling back as she tried lifting her sex to my touch.

"You really like sucking cock don't you? You like wrapping your beautiful lips around a hard cock and sucking it into your mouth?"

"Ooohhhhh yeeesssssss," she sighed again, looking at me once more.

And now the time had come. The moment of truth. It was time to see if my plan would work. If it had any shot at all.

Continued



Julia's Encounter Ch. 02



Yes the time was definitely at hand. The moment of truth. 

Julia was laid out on the couch, her head lifted on the one, high armrest, her legs spread open, feet holding on the side edges. She laid there looking down along her body at me, her own hands massaging her breasts, cupping and squeezing the delicate delicious mounds, her fingers rolling and pulling at her hard nipples. I sat sideways on the couch, positioned at her crotch, and stared back at her. My hands caressed her inner thighs, slipping teasingly close to her wet, glistening pussy with its swollen labia and hard little clit. 

As all of this was happening I knew that the time had arrived to see if my plan would work. If it had a shot at success, or if I was going to be shot to hell. 

I slid my hands down to the inner junction where her thighs connected with her body. I planting three fingers of each hand securely on her legs and ran my thumbs and forefingers along the very outer edges to her sex. Using my nails I lightly scratched at the flesh surrounding her pussy. Beside, below and above that glistening beauty of wet arousal. 

Julia keeps her pussy trimmed nicely, (Yea, even after fifteen years of marriage and "granny panties". Amazing? I think so.) I smiled down at the sight of her fine hairs glistening with the dew that had seeped from her sex, coating them.

"You do like sucking cock, don't you Baby?" I whispered again. "You like having a hard cock in your mouth, rolling your tongue over it and sucking on it."

"Yeeeessssssss, Tommy," she whimpered, her hips rotating in a continued attempt to make me actually touch her pussy.

"How would you like to have another cock to suck on right now?" I asked.

"Ooooooohhhhhhhhhh," she mewed, her hips rolling under my touch.

"Think about it, Julia. Another, hard, throbbing cock to wrap your beautiful lips around and suck deep into your mouth. You'd like that wouldn't you Baby?" I urged. "You'd like to suck another cock right now."

"Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeesssssssssssss," she panted, her head rolling back and her eyes closing.

This followed a little game that we occasionally played, something I had started a few years prior as a way of stirring the fires of passion in the bedroom. Julia always played along, sometimes even sucking on a dildo. But tonight she wasn't getting any toy.

I jerked my head ever so slightly. In my peripheral vision I saw movement. A second later Paul was standing just a few feet away from Julia with his own hard cock pointing straight out from his body.

I dipped my thumbs down and stroked the sensitive flesh between Julia's pussy and asshole, then caressed my fingers along the side edges of her swollen pussy lips.

"Oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh," she whimpered, humping her hips at me once more, her head still lying back on the armrest.

"Yea, you'd like to have another cock to suck, huh Baby? Another hard cock to fuck with your mouth. Another load of hot cum to swallow. You'd like that, wouldn't you? You'd like to have another cock to suck."

"Oooohhhhhh yeeeessssss, Tommy. Ooohhh yeeessssssssss."

"What'd you do with another hard cock right now Baby?" I asked. "What'd you do if you had another stiff cock here? Right now?"

"I- I'd suck on it," she whispered heavily. "I'd wrap my lips around it and suck it into my mouth. Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh."

"You would, wouldn't you Baby? You'd wrap those beautiful lips around it and suck it deep into your mouth. You'd fuck it with your mouth until it shot its load of cum for you to swallow."

"Yeeeesssssss, Tommy. Yeesssssss."

"Open your eyes, Baby. See what's waiting for you."

If this plan was going to work, if it had any hope of succeeding, now was the time. Julia was hot and excited, her body grinding on the couch and at my hands as she desperately tried to get me to touch her aching pussy. Her body was on fire and her mind was still weakened by the combination of things. If it would work . . . If . . . We were about to find out . . . We all would soon find out.

I kept my hands planted on her inner thighs, my index fingers and thumbs gently massaging the flesh near her pussy. Mere centimeters . . . a breath away from her swollen lips. Her hips gyrated on the couch, rising and shifting as her body tried to get me to actually touch her pussy rather than just remaining teasingly close.

Julia raised her head slightly, her eyes opening. At first she looked at me questioningly but then in her peripheral vision Paul drew her attention away and she turned her head. At first you could see that she was confused, that she wasn't even sure of what she was seeing, the dim light and her dimmed mind causing her a second of confusion. But then she focused and her sight filled with the vision of Paul's hard, black cock standing erect before her, its head already shimmering ever so slightly with leaked juices. Reflexively Julia's tongue slipped out to lick her lips as she stared at this sight.

"Aaaahhhhhh," she whispered hesitantly.

"You see it, Julia?" I whispered up at her, my thumb nails lightly scratching the flesh below her pussy. "You see that hard cock? It's just waiting for you, Baby. It's just waiting for you to suck on it."

"To- Tommy?" She stuttered meekly.

Her eyes dropped down to give me a quick glance before returning to Paul's stiff cock. In that flash I saw a mixture of uncertainty and lust. Her brain was functioning but not as fast as it would or could have been and that was to our advantage. The mixture of alcohol, the pill and her body's heightened state of arousal made her thinking and rational fuzzy.

"It's okay, Baby," I assured her. "It's okay."

I dropped my fingers down so that they brushed the upper edge of her pussy, over the hood beneath which her clit throbbed. Her hips jerked at the touch, bucking towards my fingers. I held my other fingers planted firmly on the very edges of her thighs so that I could remain in control of where and how I touched her.

"Look at his cock, Baby," I whispered. "All hard and rigid. It's just waiting for you, Baby. It's just waiting for you to wrap your beautiful lips around it."

Her hands squeezed harder on her tits as she continued to stare at the stiff cock pointing at her. She grabbed at her nipples and pulled them. Her humping hips grew disjointed and jerky in their actions beneath my fingers.

"You want me to touch your pussy, don't you, Baby? You want me to rub your swollen clit?"

"Yeeeeeessssssssssss," she sighed, her body arching slightly off the couch as my fingers played near her hood.

"Then go ahead, Baby," I whispered. "Go ahead. Reach out and touch Paul's cock. Touch his hard cock . . . his hard, black cock."

Julia's hands froze for just a second, the cupped mounds of flesh beautifully displayed for all eyes. Then they quickly restarted their mauling actions.

"N -- No," she whispered carefully. "It- It's wr-wrong."

Her eyes once more jumped down to look at me. Then, as her gaze returned to Paul's hard member her tongue licked her lips, revealing her true, inner desires. I noticed a growing wetness and building heat around my hands and looked down to see her juices flowing heavier from her pussy, leaking out to wetten the area more. Her labia were growing more red and swollen.

"It's alright, Baby," I assured her. "It's okay. You want me to touch your pussy, don't you."

"Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she whimpered, her hips bucking around beneath my fingers. "It's wrong Tommy. It's wrong."

"But won't it feel good, Baby?" I asked mischievously. "Won't it feel good to wrap your fingers around that hard cock of his?"

"Ooooohhhhhhhh yeeesssssss," she sighed, her eyes shooting back down to me for a brief second and her hips rising in the air.

"Then touch it, Baby," I told her. "Reach out and wrap your fingers around that hard black cock in front of you."

Once more her hands stalled in their massaging of her tits. Then her palms rolled up to flatten her nipples under them as she squeezed harder. Her tongue licked her lips once more and her bottom lip quivered feverishly.

"Oooooooohhhhhhhhh God, Tommy," she whimpered. "It's wr- wrong."

"Go ahead, Baby," I urged. "You want to touch his cock. And I want you to."

She was staring intently at Paul's cock, her tongue flickering out again and again to moisten her lips. From behind her quivering lip came soft, hungry mewing sounds, whimpers of uncertain passion. She pulled at her nipples, tweaking them before smashing her hands down on top of her heaving breasts once more.

I held my breath, waiting to see if she would do it, if I had managed to break past her wall.

A moment later one of her hands gingerly lifted from her breast and slowly reached out. Like in the slow motion of a movie her hand passed through the air toward that rigid member, slowly reaching its destination. 

"Ooooooohhhhhhhh, this is wrong," she sighed heavily as her hand hung in the air briefly. "Ooohhhhh God, it's wrong."

Her hand finally reached its destination. Her nails gently scratched at the flesh pole, sliding down its length, then back up. Her eyes remained glued to it, watching her fingers run up and down it a few times. Her hand then slid back along the shaft where it slid away to caress the region around its base and over Paul's hip. Then it rolled back to the rigid member and her fingers lightly scratched their way up it before sliding back toward the base. After a few more times of this she slid her fingers up and over his cock, wrapping them around the circumference, near the base, and gripping it.

"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she sighed.

I ran my thumbs up from beneath her pussy and gently stroked them across the inner part of her labia. Julia's hips bucked and her hand pulled on Paul's cock.

"Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she whimpered.

Her hand gently tugged on his cock, pulling at its base, stroking it with a deliberate slowness. Her eyes were riveted on the sight of her small, white fingers wrapped around Paul's stiff, black cock.

My own eyes were glued on her face and her expression of hungry desire. Her tongue flickered again and again across her lips. From her hanging bottom lip short gasps of air were being sucked in and blown out.

"That's it, Baby," I whispered. "Feel his cock. Feel his hard cock in your hand. Doesn't it feel good? Don't you like having your fingers wrapped around Paul's stiff cock?"

I ran my thumbs up along her slit again, gently caressing her swollen pussy lips, and allowed them to gently bump against her clit. As I did this her eyes closed for just a split second before reopening, their line of sight still held by the cock she was stroking. 

Soft whimpers and even softer murmurs rose from her throat.

Paul reached down and planted one of his hands on her free tit, flattening her nipple under his palm and squeezing. Julia's eyes quickly dropped to stare at this sight.

"Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she panted as she stared at the dark hand covering her milky white mound.

Paul massaged her breast, squeezing and plying the soft flesh beneath his hand. 

I ran my finger up and over to her clit, rubbing at the swollen little button.

Julia's back arched, lifting her tit into Paul's hand and rolling her hips under my own touch, humping her now very wet sex at my fingers. 

"Oohhh, look at that, Baby," I said. "Look at that hard cock you're holding. That hard, black cock. See the precum glistening on its head?"

Julia's eyes rose back up from staring at Paul's hand to her own fingers wrapped around his rigid member, her hand tugging at it with more earnest as the moments passed.

"Oooohhhhhhh yeeesssssssssss," she whimpered, her tongue rolling over her lips once more.

"You wanna wrap your lips around that cock, don't you?" I asked. "You wanna suck his cock, don't you Baby?"

"Ooohhhhhhh," her hips rolled enthusiastically as my finger played with her clit. "Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Gooodddddddd Tommy. Thi-This is wrong. This is wrong."

Keeping my finger on her clit I rolled my other hand and slid my thumb in between her swollen pussy lips, pressing at her entrance. Her juices coated my digit thickly as it easily slid into her. I realized that her hole was already opening itself without having been coaxed by any penetration, that it was gaping open out of shear desire and lust. I ran my thumb along the inner edges of her hole, rubbing and caressing the sensitive nerve endings there.

Julia's hips gyrated and rose up from my touch. Her hand tugged harder at Paul's cock. Looking up I saw her eyes bounce between the cock she was holding and our friend's dark hand covering and massaging her milky breast.

"Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she whimpered indecisively. "Ooooooohhhhhhhh God, Tommy. Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Up till then Paul had been standing quietly above her, his hand massaging her breast, his cock being steadily stroked. Leaving the choice of who would be the first up to him and John I had instructed them both on how I imagined it should be handled, and Paul had listened very well.

With my finger still rubbing her clit and my thumb continuing to caress her very opening I caught his attention with a nod of my head and indicated that he should step forward. He wasted no time in doing just that, shifting his feet so that he brought himself and his stiff cock close to Julia and her mouth. With his free hand he reached out and brushed some of her hair away from her face, filling his fingers with it and holding it at the back of her head.

His cock was now only inches from Julia's lips. His actions made her stare at the member she held, her eyes no longer able to drop and look at the hand covering her tit.

"Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh," she sighed.

"You want it, don't you Baby?" I coaxed. "You want to feel his cock sliding across your lips, filling your mouth? You want to run your tongue over that black cock and taste his flesh?"

"Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh, Tommy," she whimpered. "What are we doing? Wha- It- It's wrong, Tommy. It- its so..."

"Suck it, white woman," Paul ordered.

He applied pressure to the back of Julia's head, pulling her forward, toward his cock. I saw a flash of concern and fear flash in her eyes as she allowed herself to be drawn forward, her lips coming centimeters away from the tip of the cock she held. Then, as her lips barely brushed that tip. the fear disappeared completely, replaced by hungry, burning lust.

"Yea, suck his cock, Baby," I smiled.

Her lips quivered for just a split second then they parted as she slid them onto the head of his cock, Paul pushed forward slightly while she slid toward him on her own. I watched as her beautiful lips separated and slowly slid down along his shaft, gradually engulfing the hard, black meat.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned as it filled her mouth. 

The action of her tongue sliding over the pole could be seen in her hollowed out cheek. She drove herself forward, swallowing the entire length of his cock into her mouth and throat until her nose was buried in his pubic hairs.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned again.

"Oohhh Yea, Baby," I sighed watching this. "Suck his cock. Suck his cock, Baby."

I felt her hips humping higher upon the couch, felt her pussy swallowing more of my thumb as I rolled it around and around the edges of her opening. The hand she'd had on her one tit all this time dropped suddenly and grabbed at my own hand, pushing it at her pussy. Glancing down to see this my eyes took in the sight of her entire body. I saw her muscles quivering and tensing, saw her abdomen rocking with her humping hips. I spun my hand around under her grasp and easily stuffed two fingers all the way inside of her pussy.

As these digits disappeared into her sex she jerked her head back until only the head of Paul's cock remained within her mouth. Her other hand once more grabbed the base of his cock and squeezed at it as her cheeks hollowed even more from the suction she was creating.

"Mmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmmm," she whimpered as her hips jumped at my fingers.

With the help, or the hassle, of her guiding hand I began to pump the fingers in and out of her pussy, finger fucking her while she sucked on Paul's rigid black cock.

"Mmmmmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm," she whimpered louder, her hips jerking madly now.

"Yea, that's it white woman," Paul groaned, obviously enjoying the sight of her writhing body as she sucked on him. "Yea, suck my cock, bitch."

Suddenly her entire body stiffened, her back arched off the couch and she crammed her pussy down onto my fingers. The grip she held on Paul's cock tightened and she jerked feverishly at it.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," she nearly cried out, forcing herself to keep her lips wrapped around the head she was sucking on.

I sat spellbound by the sight of this whole scenario. Julia, my beautiful, and formerly uptight wife, writhing before me in ecstatic climax, her body tensed and arched while sucking hungrily on a black cock. I saw her white lips wrapped around that stiff member, saw her tongue roll within her mouth as she lapped at the fleshy pole. Paul's hand still gripped the back of her head and held her steady while his hips made very small rocking motions, pumping less than half an inch of his cock back and forth along her lips. His other hand covered her one breast, cupping and squeezing the soft mound. At her crotch my own hand was pressed against her dripping wet pussy, two of my fingers buried inside of her while her hips made small jerking movements.

It was amazing.

For several moments the three of us remained like this as Julia's orgasm rolled through her body then began to subside. As it did her muscles relaxed and she drifted back down onto the couch. Paul allowed her a brief moment to catch her breath then pushed his hips forward, sliding several more inches of his cock into her mouth.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," Julia moaned as he did this, pushing herself forward to accept even more of him.

With vigor she began to pump her mouth back and forth along his cock, rocking her face at him and steadily fucking him in this manner.

"Mmmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmmm," she moaned and whimpered as she did this.

Shifting on the couch I pulled my fingers from within her sex and dropped into a kneeling position. Holding her inner thighs with the cups of my hands I held them open, although they were already spread wide, her feet locked back onto the edges of the couch and her knees bent back. Looking at her pussy I saw a thick wetness coating the entire region, her juices shimmering in the dim light, a thick carpeting of dew on her finely trimmed hairs. The aroma rising from her was intoxicating, the smell of her spent orgasm and still burning desire mixing into a delicious fragrance.

I lightly kissed her inner thigh and licked at her flesh, slowly working my way across her pelvic area toward her sex. Her hips rolled and gyrated, her ass rose off the couch and slid her pussy toward my mouth. Watching through the tops of my eyes I saw her slide her lips down the entire length of Paul's cock once more, engulfing it in her throat and moaning happily with the feel of it. Her eyes were completely closed and a thin sheen of sweat could be seen everywhere on her body.

Paul stood mesmerized, his hand squeezing at her tit with growing strength. He stared down at Julia as she penetrated herself with his cock, sucking on it deeply.

After a moment or two she pulled back again, sliding her lips back along the shaft she held it in her mouth and rewrapped the base of it with her fingers. Still sucking deeply on it she once more pumped her face back and forth, sliding her lips across it and fucking him with her mouth. Paul's hips were really starting to rock with her now, his grip in her hair tightening with his growing desire.




Julia's Encounter Ch. 02



"Oohhh yea, suck it, white woman," he growled. "Suck my black cock. Suck it, you dirty little white whore."

"Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm," Julia whimpered as she slid her lips along his cock.

Just then my own mouth made contact with her pussy, my tongue diving out to lap its way up along her open slit and stroke her swollen clit.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," Julia moaned, her hips jumping under me and pushing her sex into my face.

The hand she'd used to feed my fingers to her now grabbed the back of my head. Like Paul's grip on her own head she pushed mine into her, forcing me to bury my mouth over her clit, my tongue licking and lapping at the swollen button.

"Ooohhhh yeeaaa," Paul sighed. "Suck me, you white whore. Suck my cock and swallow my cum."

Glancing up I saw that Julia was fucking her lips along Paul's cock with growing enthusiasm, her tongue swashing over it hungrily. The fingers in her hair were tensing and the hand on her tit gripped at the soft flesh mound, squeezing it hard. He had his head back a little and his eyes closed as he struggled to hold his climax back for just a minute longer.

Julia's hips were rolling heavily beneath me, her pussy grinding into my mouth as she recognized the nearness of Paul's climax and the load of semen she was about to be fed. My tongue lapped and lapped at her clit, the hard button throbbing under my assault.

Even though it had only been minutes since I had shot a load into my wife's mouth I could feel my own cock twitching to life between my legs, the excitement of the things that were happening having their effect on me as well.

"Mmmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmm," Julia whimpered as she drove her lips back and forth over Paul's dark meat.

Even with the hold he had on her hair a few strands managed to fly loose and were now flapping freely in the breeze created by her pumping head. Her back rose off the couch in an attempt to feed her tit to Paul's gripping hand, his fingers pulling hard at her swollen nipple, his palm re-shaping the soft flesh in his forceful hold.

Suddenly Paul's rocking hips froze and he held Julia's head still with the first inches of his cock inside of her mouth. She sucked on it deeply and swallowed rapidly as his balls began to unleash the first sprays of his semen for her.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm." She moaned as the stiff rod twitched and jumped in her mouth, the hot liquid spraying the back of her throat.

"Ooohhh yea, that's a good white whore," Paul sighed. "Swallow my cum. Suck my black cock and swallow my seed."

Julia's hips were pumping and ramming into my mouth as she drove her clit harder and harder at my lapping tongue. The hand on the back of my head shoved me into her and her back began to arch off the couch.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm-mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned.

"Oohhhh yea, suck it, you white whore. Suck my big black cock." Paul groaned, his hand grabbing at her tit and squeezing hard.

Suddenly Julia's hips shot skyward as her back rose high of the couch. At the very edge of my vision I saw her abdomen muscles clench then quiver as I raised myself up with the lifting of her body. Against my mouth her sex ground and humped, jerking against my tongue as I continued to lap at her exploding clit.

"Mmmmmmm-mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Mmmmmmmmmmm-mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm." she moaned out.

Julia rocked and humped her body in the air while she continued to suck hungrily on Paul's shooting cock. She swallowed his hot cum as it sprayed into her mouth, gulping at the hot liquid. She ground her tit into his hand and her pussy into my face, her hips jerking in short, round hops that pushed her clit into my tongue as I licked. For several minutes she remained like this, her muscles shivering through a serious of tensing and relaxing actions, her juices flowing out of her sex.

"That's a good little white woman," Paul sighed as the last of his cum dripped from his spent cock.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," Julia whimpered.

She continued to suck on his cock even as her orgasm faded minutes later. Her body slowly dropped once more to the couch. The hand at the back of my head softened its grip as this was happening and I pulled myself away, pulling back and standing up to look down at my wife.

She laid there with her lips still tightly locked around the circumference of Paul's slowly withering cock, her tit held firmly in his hand. Her entire body was layered with a sheen of sweat, glistening in the dim lighting. Her hand fell between her legs where her fingers began to caress her slit, one of them dipping in between the red, swollen labia and stroking at her opening. All around it her juices glowed brighter than the sweat elsewhere and a thin puddle of wetness lay on the couch below her crotch. 

Her eyes were closed and she was making small whimpering sounds as she continued to suckle on Paul's now soft cock. Her hand was still wrapped around the base of it, her small, white fingers gripping, scratching and tugging on the black flesh.

I stood there for a minute, admiring her and replaying the images of the last few minutes over and over in my mind. My own cock was twitching and I felt a surge of anticipation at what would be next.

"You liked that, didn't you, Baby?" I smiled. "You liked sucking his cock."

Slowly Julia's eyes opened partway and she looked over at me through the sides of them. They were filled with a weakness enhanced by her desires. After a moment of looking at my face they dropped down to my crotch where my semi-hard cock was dangling. From the hunger that filled them I knew she was disappointed and that she'd hoped I was ready with a fully erect cock to slip inside of her aching snatch.

I stepped out and around the couch, moving up toward the head of it, my hand gently caressing her thigh as I passed it. 

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm," she whimpered weakly, her eyes closing once more.

"Yea, you liked it, didn't you Baby? You liked sucking on Paul's hard cock. Fucking him with your mouth. Fucking his black cock with your white lips." I said, reaching out to cup her free tit. "You came pretty hard with his cock exploding in your mouth."

Hesitantly she slid her lips off of Paul's withered cock and rolled her head back, resting it on the high armrest. Refusing to release it completely she kept her fingers wrapped around the base of it, gently tugging on the soft pole. The hand she had in her crotch rose up and reached out for my hardening cock, her fingers gripping it and pulling on it as well.

Paul released her hair and allowed her head to rest comfortably back on the armrest.

"Oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she sighed.

Her eyes were mere thin slits and her head rolled upon the armrest as she sighed and murmured while stroking our two cocks.

"Oohhh yea, she liked it," Paul agreed. "She liked having a hard, black cock in her mouth."

"Oooohhhhhhhh, ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Julia moaned.

"How'd you like to have a stiff cock filling your pussy right now?" I whispered. "A big, hard cock stuffing that wet pussy of yours."

"Oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Julia moaned, her hand tugging harder at my cock.

"Yea, she wants it," Paul smiled. "She wants a cock filling that sweet pussy of hers."

"Would you like that, Baby?" I asked. "Would you like a cock in your pussy?"

"Oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeessssssssssss," she panted, her eyes searching my face for something.

I could tell that she expected me to step back to the foot of the couch and climb between her legs, my now rigid member sliding easily into her lubed and gaping pussy with a single thrust. Her feet were still setting on the couch edge but they were skating back and forth a few inches, her knees wavering as she held them open wide.

She didn't know about John standing just feet away, already stripped naked, his own rigid cock standing at attention, waiting for the signal that would call him forward. But she was about to.

Continued



Julia's Encounter Ch. 03



Laying on the funny couch-thing, Julia rested her head back on the high armrest, her slitted eyes, filled with lustful desire, stared up at me as she tugged on mine and Paul's cocks. Her body, displayed as it was with her legs open, knees bent, her feet holding onto the couch edges, was coated with a thin sheen of sweat from the two explosive orgasms she had already experienced. Her pussy glistened wetly, her clit swollen and poking out from its hiding place, labia red and swollen as well, puffing out hungrily. Her tit's soft, pliant flesh rolled gently beneath mine and Paul's hands as we played with them, rolled and caressed her swollen nipples.

"Yea, a hard cock filling your pussy would feel real good right now, wouldn't it Baby? A stiff cock fucking you. Filling your cunt with its hardness."

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm."

Once more, the time to see just how far Julia would go was at hand. As I said, she'd always decried interracial relations. And the way I figured it, her sucking a black man's cock was one thing, but I expected more resistance to letting one fuck her pussy. Still, if there was ever a time to try, here it was.

I jerked my head in John's direction. He needed no further encouragement. As he stepped forward I smiled down at Julia. 

"You want a hard cock in your pussy?" I whispered. "A stiff cock filling your hot little box?"

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm."

At that point John moved into Julia's vision. Instantly her eyes grew wide, their trajectory quickly shooting down John's body to his crotch and the hard cock jutting out from it.

"Mmmmm-uuuhhhhh," she moaned shakily.

Her eyes, filled with shaking concern, rolled up to look at me.

"To- Tommy?" She asked, her voice trembling a little.

"It's alright, Baby," I assured her. "We're just making sure you get everything you want tonight . . . Everything."

Julia's eyes began to bounce then. They moved from mine to John and his stiff cock then to Paul, then back around through various orders. I could see her expression growing nervous even as her hips continued to roll slightly upon the couch although the movements seemed a little jerky and disjointed now. Her hands, still tugging at mine and Paul's' cocks, jerked slightly harder as well. Each time her eyes landed on the rigid cock at John's crotch a small gasp of air would slip past her quivering bottom lip. 

"Look at it, baby," I told her. "Look at that hard cock just waiting to fuck you. Waiting to be sunk inside your pussy."

"Nooooooooo," she breathed heavily as John stepped to the foot of the couch, his hard cock pointing straight out at her body. "Nooooo. It- Its- You can't..."

John reached out and placed one hand on Julia's leg, his dark hand caressing her soft white thigh. Her hips reflexively jumped at the touch, her eyes glued on the sight of him standing between her spread legs.

"Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhh," she sighed worriedly. "Nooo, Tommy. He- He sh- shouldn't. It's wrong."

"You want it Julia," I said. "You know you do. You want that black cock fucking your pussy. You want him to stuff your wet little cunt with his hard meat."

"Ooohhhhh Goooddddddd Tommy," she whimpered.

Below us her hips started to roll and hump more fluidly, her crotch pumping the air. She whimpered as John put his knees onto the couch, climbing between her legs.

"Oohhh God nooo," she whimpered.

Suddenly her legs tried to close, her mind snapping to some reality for just a second. My hand leapt from her tit to her leg, grabbing it just below the knee, stopping its progress. A split second later Paul's hand followed, grabbing her other leg and holding it. Whether or not I had expected having to do this I don't know, but I do know I was surprised by the ease with which I could hold her leg open. It seemed as though me and Paul were only pretending, like Julia only needed the symbolic gesture of it while in reality her legs were hanging wide open by themselves. 

John finished climbing between her legs, kneeling on the couch with his rigid cock pointing straight out at her. She stared at it, her eyes glued upon the rigid black member hanging less than a foot from her aching sex. Small whimpers rattled in her throat, her hips rolled and gyrated slightly. Upon her chest her breasts heaved with her breathing, rising and falling as she gasped and panted.

"This is wrong, Tommy," she whispered, her voice heavy with desire. "This is wrong. Ooohhhhh God, it's wrong."

Exposing her true feelings over the words she was saying her hands tugged with increasing urgency at mine and Paul's cocks as she intently watched John lining up his stiff member. Heavier and heavier breaths were sucked past her quivering lip with each inch that his cock grew nearer to her glistening pussy.

"It's okay, Baby," I assured her.

When the tip of his cock brushed against her pussy she froze. Her body went rigid and she held her breath. She stared down along her body, watching the intimate touch.

John proceeded to stroke the head of his cock up and down along her slit a few times. When he paused at the top to press it against her swollen clit Julia whimpered in her throat, her eyes glued to the scene at her crotch. The head of John's cock glistened with a mixture of precum and her juices it had picked up along its travels. As she stared down her body at it, her eyes riveted upon the black cock pressing against her light skin and bumping against her aching clit, Julia's tongue licked her lips feverishly. Her frozen body moved ever so slightly as her ass lifted and she pressed herself back into his rubbing cock.

He slid the head back down along her slit. When he slid past her opening, just the tip of his cock slipping in to press at her, Julia's hips jerked reflexively, pushed upward as her body tried to make the stiff member penetrate her. Smiling at this John continued to slid his cock down past her opening before caressing her slit up and down a few more times. Each time he passed her opening Julia's body would jump a little, her aching cunt groaning for the hard penetration of the cock she was intently staring at.

"Yea, she wants it," John sighed hungrily, watching her reactions to his teasing. "She wants this hard black cock filling her white pussy."

"Ohhhhhhhh," Julia cried quietly. "It's wrong. Wrong."

Her breathing grew more and more ragged, her chest heaving with her gasping. Her skin shimmered in the dim light with a sheen of sweat. Between her legs, in response to John's traveling cock, her pussy grew wetter and wetter, her labia swelling and puffing out to kiss at his cock as it slid up and down.

"Oooohhhhhh it's wrong," she panted over and over.

After several minutes John stopped with the head of his cock lined up with her now gaped and leaking opening. Julia held her breath. As he pressed forward, pushing the head of his cock into her she whimpered with a mixture of undeniable sadness and extreme delight.

"Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she half cried, half moaned.

Suddenly, as the head of John's cock slipped completely past her walls, her hips jumped. Julia's feet pressed down into the couch edges and her hips rose up. She pushed herself onto his cock fast, rapidly penetrating herself with the stiff pole. Her head snapped back and her mouth dropped wide open. For a second a silent scream rattled in her throat, then she found her voice and cried out.

"Aaaaaauuuuuuuuugggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

John returned the assault. He drove his hips forward burying the length of his cock deep inside of her pussy. Julia slammed against him, humping and grinding her hips at him, her ass hopping in mid-air as her leg muscles strained to push her higher. Within seconds her body grew taunt, her ab muscles quivered, her entire body shook. Her tits, topped by hard, swollen nipples, bounced and rolled as she jerked through a series of spasmodic explosions. Sweat glistened on every inch of her quivering flesh. Bent back on the armrest, her neck strained, her facial expression contorted into one of utter lust. 

"Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh-uuuugggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Bitch is coming just from having my cock in her," John grinned.

"You like it, don't you, Baby?" I hissed happily.

Julia's body humped, jerked and twisted in a series of climatic explosions. She writhered, rocking back and forth in short little hops, ramming her pussy at John's meat. Guttural sounds rolled past her lips, her head rolled from side to side. After a few moments it snapped up so she could stare down at his black cock buried deep inside her white pussy. A moment later it dropped back down and she moaned loudly.

"Uuuuuuuugggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh-ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

"She really wanted that black cock," Paul chuckled.

"God, she's loving it," I sighed in agreement.

Minutes later her orgasm started to fade, her hips and body slowly relaxing, dropping back down to the couch. John wasted no time in starting to pump his cock at her. In and out he slid the hard cock, pulling back then pushing forward, burying his meat in her hard with each forward thrust. Julia's hips jumped back at him, her feet digging into the couch edge to ram herself up at him.

"That's it white woman," John grunted. "Fuck my black cock. Fuck it good, Bitch."

"You like it, don't you, Baby?" I cheered. "You like having John's cock fucking your pussy."

"Ooohhhh yeessss. Ooohhhhh yeeessss." Julia moaned. "Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeeesssssssssssss."

She raised her head again so she could watch John's cock pumping in and out of her pussy, rhythmically fucking her. She watched it sliding in and out, its ebony color appearing then disappearing into her white skinned pussy covered with wet, soft fur. 

That was when I first noticed the small tears on her cheek. Julia was crying. I didn't know why, if she was experiencing some immense level of pleasure or regret, nor did I care. All I knew was that the sight of her body so hungrily responding to the things that were happening mixing with that single image was extremely pleasurable to myself.

"Oh yea, fuck my cock, you white whore," John groaned, his hips rocking as he fucked my wife. "Fuck my black cock good, you little bitch."

"Yes, Baby. Fuck him with your white pussy. Fuck his black cock." I joined in.

The two of them had found a rhythm, their bodies rocking and pumping at each other as they fucked harder and faster with each passing second. Julia struggled to hold her head up so that she could watch the action at her crotch, so that she could see John's cock fucking her.

Watching this, seeing John's hard black cock sliding in and out of Julia's wet snatch, her light skin contrasting against him, I felt myself growing more and more excited as well. The feel of her hand tugging and pulling on my rigid cock only intensified my desires. Both me and Paul had released her legs by now and were massaging her tits, rubbing and squeezing the milky mounds.

"When John's done fucking you, Baby, I'm gonna. Then Paul."

"Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh," she moaned, her head dropping back, eyes closed.

"You're gonna be fucked a lot tonight," I continued. "Fucked by black and white cocks."

My lust got the better of me at that moment and I grabbed a handful of her hair, Making her turn to face me I pushed on the back of her head while jutting my hips forward. She didn't need any further encouragement. Quickly she wrapped her lips around my cock and sucked it into her mouth. I held her head steady and began pumping myself at her face.

"Yea, suck my cock while he fucks you, Baby," I sighed. "Suck my cock while he fucks you with his hard, black cock. Suck me, Baby."

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned.

John started grunting, his cock pistoning hard and fast at her crotch, Julia's hips humping and ramming her cunt right back at him.

"Mmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmmmm," she moaned and whimpered.

"The white bitch likes black cock," John groaned happily. "Likes being fucked by a hard, black cock."

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," Julia cried.

Looking down at her I saw more tears on her cheek as she sucked hungrily on my member. I squeezed harder on her tit, tweaking her nipple. Across the couch Paul stood with his own cock growing stiffer and stiffer as she continued to tug on it.

John and her were pounding into one another now, their crotches slamming into each other as their fucking grew more and more frenzied.

"Yea, fuck my black cock you little white whore," John grunted, his body tensing.

A second later Julia's hips started to jerk and jump in crazy, disjointed little hopping motions again. She panted harder and harder, her breath blasting across the top of my cock as she sucked hard on it.

Her muscles began to tighten up, her flesh quivering, as her back slowly arched up off the couch. Her rapidly driving hips punched her crotch at John. He responded by slamming himself into her, drilling his stiff cock deep and hard into her pussy.

Julia's mouth released my cock and her head flew back, her mouth open. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her neck snapping and jerking.

"Oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-uuuuugggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Yea, bitch," John grunted. "Yea."

He snapped himself into her a few more times then froze, driving his cock as deep into her as he could. Julia's hips continued to buck and jerk as she felt his cock spraying semen into her, the warm fluid washing against her insides and flooding her cunt. 

"Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Ooooohhhhhhhhhh. Ooooohhhhhhhhhhh," she whimpered.

Her hand was still holding my cock, her fingers gripping me tightly . . . Almost too tightly. I stared down at her glistening body, her wet pussy clenching at the black cock unleashing its load of cum into her. Her tits rolled, pointed nipples standing straight out.

Moments later, as John groaned happily and held himself buried inside her, gleefully staring down at her, she once again began to relax and drop back down onto the couch. Her breathing came in short, heavy gasps.

John waited a minute then pulled back, releasing himself from her. Juices, a mixture of the two of theirs, leaked from her sex as he pulled out and stepped away. 

Julia's legs remained spread open, only now they seemed to hang loosely, held up only by the lack of strength to drop them. Her expression was a soft mixture of ecstasy and weariness.

I wasted no time in climbing between my wife's spread open legs and stuffing my own throbbing cock deep into her sexed cunt. As I did this Julia whimpered then turned her face to once again engulf Paul's rigid cock in her mouth.

And, as I had promised her, that was not the end of it either. During the next hours the three of us took turns fucking Julia in her pussy and mouth. I somehow managed to match Paul in rising to the occasion three times. And if I thought my third climax took a long time to happen, John's fourth proved to be a marathon session after which Julia cried over the soreness of her beaten cunt.

Once we were finished the guys helped me get my wife into a soothing hot bath then departed with beaming smiles and vocal appreciations. I allowed Julia to soak for a long time before helping her weakened body to bed where she slept soundly for several hours, long into early the next evening. In fact, she just woke up twenty minutes ago. I am now watching her sip her coffee and waiting nervously to see what she has to say.

The End