by Jason Lenov
Then, Nat pushed me over to one side, until I was lying on the couch. I didn't understand what she was doing until she climbed off and put a hand between her legs. She scrambled up my body and settled on my chest, staring down at me.
Our eyes locked. Why was this so erotic? My young wife was going to feed me my own cum.
Still staring at me, she moved her hips forward, pressing her messy sex against my lips. I opened my mouth. She smiled, pleased, no doubt, that I was finding this as arousing as she was. As her hand came away, I looked at the still stretched lips of her freshly fucked pussy. My potent load was in her. I plunged my tongue inside her, bringing her closer to me with my hands on her ass. She moaned at the sensation and clutched at my hair with a fist. I slurped and the slippery oyster of my own spunk slithered down my throat. I swallowed it up, back into my gut.
I couldn't help myself. Even though we'd just fucked, I wanted to give her pleasure again. I found the nub of her clit with my tongue and started lapping at it. She tasted so good, like woman and sex and cock. She started moaning above me, writhing against my face until I felt her come again, her juices slathering down my throat, evidence of my success.
She crawled off my chest and cuddled up beside me and we lay there, holding each other on the couch.
"So what about Rodney?" she asked.
A jealous sizzle snaked up my spine.
Chapter 11
"You want me to do what?!?" Rodney practically shouted it. His big lips stayed twisted in shock for a moment.
"I want you to have sex with Natalia. But you can only do it if I watch." After spending the better part of an afternoon rehearsing my request in front of a mirror, I'd decided that the best thing to do would just be to say it straight. Get it over with.
"Dude, what in the fuck?!?"
Rodney and I had been good friends for years. He'd been the best man at our wedding and would sometimes coach Natalia when things between her and I got a little heated. He'd even been to a few tournaments with her. It felt sort of natural, to ask him to do this for us, too. As natural as this perverted little fantasy could, I guess.
"She's already fucked another guy. I just didn't get a chance to watch," I explained.
Rodney was still stunned. "She fucked another guy?"
"Yeah."
"Dude. Why?"
I sighed. This was the part I'd been dreading. Of course I could explain to him that I wanted her to have another experience other than me. That part was easy. The hard part was explaining why the hell I wanted to watch. "Rodney, I've been thinking of this since I married her. You know, there was a part of me that thought of asking you this when you were my best man? She's never been with another guy, dude. I'm the only one. I just...I don't know, I guess I just thought that's a shame or something.
"Hmm," Rodney replied, "I didn't know that."
"It's not just that, though. It's...kind of a thing for me."
Rodney shook his head, then ran a hand along the dark skin of his black pate, glistening in the sunlight. "That is some fucked up shit, man."
I shrugged and took a sip of my coffee. "It's not that fucked up." I think I was trying to convince myself as much as I was trying to convince him.
"You just...let her fuck another guy?"
"Yeah, kind of. We were talking about it and talking about it and then she just...did it. It wasn't really letting her, she kind of did it on her own."
"And then what? She told you about it?"
I nodded.
"And you liked that shit?"
I nodded again.
He shook his head. "Man, we best buds and everything and I want to do right by you and all, but shit. I don't know if I can do this shit for you. What if some shit with us gets fucked up? I like you man. I like havin' you as a friend."
It was my turn to shake my head. "Nothing's going to get fucked up. I promise. She really wants to keep trying this thing and honestly, it's a real turn on for me so if it's not you we're probably going to have to find someone else. I just thought I'd try because, well, I'd feel better about it if it was you."
Rodney scowled touched his head again. "Shit," he muttered.
The waiter came up and asked if we wanted anything else. We both said no so he handed us the check.
I'd decided it would be better not to bring Natalia with me but I'd told her to be ready at home, just in case he said yes. We'd talked about the three of us doing dinner first or something but that just seemed like it would get really weird. This seemed like the best way. I take Rodney out for a beer and if he's into it, we get it done.
I looked up at him as we stood outside of the restaurant. "So? What do you think?"
"You serious about this shit? This ain't some practical joke, right?"
"Dead serious." It was hard to keep a straight face. Rodney and I usually had a pretty jocular relationship.
"And she at home right now? Waitin' for it?"
I nodded. A pulse of adrenaline coursed through me at the though. I'd left Natalia naked, on the bed. I wondered if she was still there, touching herself with her legs spread open in anticipation of her new, black lover.
"A-ight. Let's do it."
Elation and envy and jealousy and relief all seemed to well inside me at the same time. I steeled myself as we walked towards our cars. My big, black friend Rodney was going to come back to our house and fuck my young wife. I knew I had to stay steady, though. I had to be the big guy. Natalia really wanted it and I did too and I wasn't going to let this come between me and Rodney in any way.
He followed me on the short drive back from the restaurant to our place. The whole time my pulse was pounding inside my chest. I kept imagining what it was going to be like. What was it going to be like seeing Rodney's cock press into Natalia? I'd seen him in the locker room enough times to know he was hung. Would Nat be able to take a cock like his? Would it hurt? I wondered what her face would look like. Would she look at me? Would she look at him? Would they look into each other's eyes? The thought of that was almost a little terrifying. It was exciting, thinking of her having sex with someone else. It was rage inducing thinking of her making love.
We pulled up to the house and parked our cars. Rodney asked one more time if I was sure about this and I told him I was and not to worry, that everything would be fine.
We walked into the house. It was quiet and I was pretty sure Natalia was where I'd left her, upstairs, naked on the bed.
"You want a drink or something?" I asked Rodney.
"Nah, man. I'm good."
"Okay, let's go upstairs then. She's waiting for you up there."
She was waiting up there, for both of us. I walked in through the bedroom door. Rodney followed me in and stopped as soon as his eyes came to rest on Nat's beautiful, full, toned figure lying on the bed.
Her knees were bent, leaning one against the other and she was swaying her legs side to side. With every sway you could just make the tiniest glimpse of her already moist slit.
"You did it!" she said, looking at me and smiling.
"I did it, baby. He's here for you."
We both looked at Rodney. He was still staring at Nat with wide-open eyes. "Ho-ly shit," he muttered. We both burst into laughter. It was really the only reaction you could have when confronted with a naked Natalia. She was stunning. I saw that Rodney was already getting a little hard. "Well, it don't matter what the fuck you say now motherfucker, I ain't goin' home after seein' that!"
We both laughed at that and Rodney joined in with a chuckle. I walked over to the chair I'd set up in the corner of the room and settled in. Rodney kind of stood there for a while, still not a hundred percent sure how to act. Natalia let her legs fall open. As soon as his gaze settled on her honeyed pussy, he lost all inhibitions.
He took off his shirt and pushed his shorts down. His cock was as big as I remembered and it was already starting to get hard.
Nat's eyes went wide as soon as she saw it and her mouth fell open a little. I wondered if she ha
d the same worry I had, whether she'd be able to take something of that size.
An electric thrill raced through me as Rodney got up on his knees on the bed. From where I was sitting, I had the perfect view.
"Come here baby," he said, waving her closer.
Nat scrambled on all fours right away and crawled over towards him the same way she'd crawled towards me on the couch. She was staring at his rising cock the whole time, like she couldn't really believe a cock could be that big. When she got to it, she wrapped her fingers around it and lifted it towards her mouth. Then she looked up into his eyes.
That part, seeing her stare up at him like that, the way she stared up at me when she gave me head, was the most terrifying. It was thrilling, but something about it made me scared. What if this changed things between us? What if she started to have feelings for Rodney? Was she just looking at him like that because she wanted him to have a good time? Or was she looking at him because she felt the same way she did about me when she was about to take me inside her mouth?
Rodney let out a low, pleased sound as she opened her mouth wide and took the head of his cock. She swayed back and forth, working him in a little deeper each time until she managed to get him in just past his glans. It didn't look like she was taking any more.
"Shit, baby we gotta teach you how to take a cock."
Another arousing thrill pumped through my heart at hearing him say that. Was I really going to watch my big, black friend teach my wife how to take his cock?
Nat popped off and puffed her lips into a pout. "What? You don't like it?" she teased.
"I didn't say that, baby. You just need a little help. That's all." He put his big, black paw on the back of her head and guided her mouth towards the head of his bulging cock.
She looked a little taken aback at his sudden forwardness but there wasn't much she could do. She opened her mouth and let him slide his cock back inside. He got the head in and I saw Nat's body tense, thinking she couldn't take any more.
"Easy does it, baby. Just relax," Rodney coached moving his hips towards her and stuffing more of his meat into her mouth.
Nat's eyes went wide, as if she couldn't believe this was really happening. As if she didn't believe that it could.
Rodney stopped, about a third of his now hardened dark shaft past her lips. Nat was breathing heavy through her nose and he let her get comfortable to having that much of him in her mouth. I thought he was going to pull out. I think she did, too.
Nope. With his hand still on the back of her head, he thrust his hips towards her making her cheeks swell. I heard her gag as he shoved his dark shaft against the back of her throat.
I thought I was going to have to tell him to stop. I thought I might have to call the whole thing off. It looked like he was being pretty rough with her. Then something changed. Something in her eyes, her whole expression, really. It was like something on her face softened and she didn't have the panic in her eyes anymore. No. Now she was looking up at him with a hopeful despair. Like she couldn't get enough of that fat, black cock.
Rodney's lips cracked into a smile. He pulled his cock out of her mouth. Nat took a giant gulp of air. But as soon as she had caught her breath, she had her tongue hanging out and her mouth wide open, ready to take that cock right back into her mouth. She was practically begging to have it back inside her mouth again. Rodney had to hold her ponytail just to hold her back.
He turned to me, still smiling. "See? That's how you teach a bitch to take a cock!"
I couldn't believe it. Natalia wanted that thing back in her throat more than I'd seen her ever want anything in her life. Rodney didn't disappoint. He let go of her hair and she just impaled herself back on his cock, taking him even deeper than before. She managed to get almost all of him into her mouth. I heard her gag but she powered through the reflex to try and take him all. She couldn't quite get all of it. She started bouncing back and forth, fucking his cock with her face and trying to look up to see if he was happy with what she was doing.
Rodney was pretty mesmerized. He kept staring down at Natalia, watching her pretty pink lips swallow more and more of his cock. He pushed her hair out of the way every once in a while.
I had a raging hard on and wasn't sure of what to do with it. I didn't really want to pull it out because I thought that might weird Rodney out. So I just sat there, the pressure in my pants making me more and more uncomfortable.
"Oh shit," Rodney grunted after a while. He grabbed Nat's pony tail and pulled her off with a sloppy pop. "Shit, baby, you almost made me nut."
Natalia had nothing to say. She was just looking up at him, hungry for whatever was going to happen next. "Roll over baby," Rodney said, twirling a finger in the air. Nat spun around and was on her back in a flash, her legs splayed open wide, ready for Rod's cock.
"Mmm, that is a fine looking pussy," Rod said. "You don't mind if I have a taste? I love eatin' me some pussy." Then his bald, black had sunk in between her tanned thighs and I could tell the moment his lips touched hers by the look on her face. Not that she didn't have fun when I was eating her out. This was completely different. This looked like ecstasy.
She turned to look at me and mouthed a "thank-you" and it felt good knowing that something I'd let her do was making her this happy. But I can't say it didn't sting a little, too.
Rod put a hand between her legs and I saw the moment he worked a couple of fingers into her by her expression, too. She started mewling a high-pitched sort of sound and I could tell she was getting close to a climax. She put both hands on Rod's head and pulled him closer. Her body arched up off the bed and then she screamed as he licked and sucked on her clit and fingered her cunt. When her orgasm was over she collapsed back on the bed.
She was exhausted and she was his and he knew it by the way he got up onto his knees, towering over her on the bed. He spat on his hand and worked his cock back up to a full hardness. It was like the two of them didn't know I was in the room anymore. I kind of liked it that way.
Her legs fell apart easily for him. He was a big guy and just seeing him between her thighs it looked like he might break her, despite the shape that she was in. She just looked so frail and petite next to his massive, dark frame.
Watching his hard, curved cock press up against her dripping sex was a crazy thrill. I remembered how I'd been inside of her not too long ago and then thought about the fact that now Rod was going to know forever what the inside of my wife felt like. Then I thought of her not being on birth control and felt a pulse of adrenaline rocket through me. This was very risky and I wondered if maybe I should say something. Maybe I should run to the store for condoms. But the thought of his seed, which would certainly be voluminous if the size of his cock and his balls were any indication, spurting into Natalia's bare pussy made my own cock so stiff and I pushed away the worry. She was probably right, nothing would happen right away.
Rod let his shaft glide along Nat's slippery slit a few times before pressing the head of his cock against her folds. Her body undulated beneath him as he started pressing into her.
"You ready baby? You ready to take a big, black cock?"
Nat mewled again and it seemed her energy had returned. She nodded and bit her lip and I wondered if she was feeling nervous at all of taking Rob. I didn't have to wonder long because as soon as she nodded he rammed his hips against her, driving himself inside with a wet splurt.
Nat's eyes opened wide again as she felt his girth stretch her wet snatch. "Oh God," I heard her whisper. It made Rob pause.
"You got it, baby. You want some more?" he asked.
She nodded vigorously and I saw him cocking his hips again for another smash, pulling back a little and then, slam!
Nat screamed and I clutched at the arms of my chair, worried that he'd hurt her somehow. This time I couldn't help interrupting. "Baby, are you okay?" I asked.
When her head rolled to one side, she had tears in her eyes. She looked a little surprised. As if she really had forgotten that
I was there. "Are you alright?"
"Oh God, baby," she moaned, "he feels...so...good!"
Just then Rob thrust the last of what he had against her. I thought I heard her pussy split as she shoved the final third of his cock into her cunt. Her legs came up off the bed. She grabbed her ankles, holding herself open for her new, black lover. My friend Rod.
I leaned back into my chair, unable to peel my eyes away from the scene in front of me. Rodney had come up off of Nat. The flexed muscles of her long calves proved too much to resist. After admiring her legs, her ran his hands up and grabbed her ankles. She let go, her hands coming to rest softly on her pillowy breasts as she squeezed them together for his viewing pleasure.
As he began sawing into her, I stared down at the girth of his sloppy dick each time he pulled it out. Natalia's slit looked stretched so tight around him and it really made me worry that if his fucking became more aggressive he really might tear her apart.
But her face told an entirely different story. Each time his formidable seeding muscle plunged into her sweaty, dripping cunt, her lips twisted into an agonized, silent moan. Her eyes closed and her body writhed as she tried to impale him even deeper into herself. Everything about her, every motion, every look, every sound spoke a single word. Yes.
He fucked her like that for a while, holding her feet up, sometimes opening her more widely, sometimes pressing her calves together so she looked like one giant slit. He drove her deep into the mattress and made her moan as she got close to coming. When I could tell she was right on the edge, he started fucking her faster and harder, pounding his cock into her pussy until I saw her start to clench around him as her body tried to drain his load towards her womb.
