Married now for about six years, George and Anne Williams were
quite happy in their marital life together. George who was now
at the age of 47, working successfully as an engineer in the
silicon valley, thought back to the day he met his lovely wife at
a friend’s party seven years ago. Prior to that, George loved to
date beautiful women but somehow Anne had captured and tamed him
down.
His lovely wife Anne, a beautiful woman who was four year
younger, stood at 5’8″ and at 132 lbs. Tall and beautiful,
augmented with 34C breasts, Anne looked no more than thirty years
of age in her natural beauty and enjoyed her job in interior
decorating. Blonde hair and pretty green eyes, her slim waist
and firm small tight butt had men’s eyes turning whenever she
passed by. One thing that George loved about his beautiful wife
was the fact that she just loved having SEX!
Married and in love with each other, George trusted his beautiful
wife and knew she would never cheat on him. But one evening,
having stopped off bar for a drink with his wife, George went to
the restroom leaving his beautiful wife standing at the bar.
Returning from the restroom, George spotted a couple of black
guys passing the bar and saw their heads turn to check out Anne’s
beautiful backside. Heart pounding in his chest, George froze in
his tracks, wondering what Anne would do if the two men made a
pass at her. With the bar filled except for the space saved for
him, George saw the two men reluctantly make their way over to a
booth. Calming down a bit, he then made his way back to the bar
to rejoin his beautiful wife.
Taking a gulp of his drink, George looked at his beautiful wife
to his left. But in the background, he could see the two men
still eyeing up Anne sexy body. George felt his heart pounding
in his chest once again, wondering just how Anne would have
reacted if the two black men had tried to hit on her. He knew
she would have flatly rejected their advances but then he began
to fantasize his lovely wife being accosted by them.
Though his beautiful wife loved having sex with him, George
wondered just how Anne would react to having a big black cock
forcing its way up between her long sexy white legs. ‘God, I
wonder if the old myth is true about black guys?’ he wondered.
His cock twitched and throbbed in his pants at the thought of
seeing a big muscular black stud spreading Anne’s beautiful legs
apart to shuffle up between them.
That night, upon getting home and in bed, they had fantastic sex
as never before. Anne had commented to him that she had never
seen him so gung-ho and energetic, referring to him as her
‘gung-ho stud’. George felt a bit guilty at the comment, for in
the midst of fucking his beautiful wife, he had closed his eyes
and made believe his beautiful wife was moaning and cooing as one
of the black studs at the bar fucked her.
Ever since that night at the bar, George could not help but to
fantasize of his beautiful wife being accosted by a big black
stud, watching her try to fend him off as he hit upon her. His
fantasies varied throughout the entire gamut, from where Anne
would fend off her would-be suitor to where she was brutally
raped by the guy. Such fantasies got him to keep his name as
Anne’s ‘gung-ho stud’ when he fucked her. But many such
fantasies occurred as he lay in bed next to his wife when she had
already dozed off, forcing him to get out of bed to wank off in
the bathroom.
With no children to worry about or care for, they would often go
out for dinner after work and have a good time before heading
home. Besides dining out, they enjoyed doing different things,
even walking the mall or going to a theater for a movie. But
every time a muscular black guy passed by, George could not help
but to wonder what it’d feel like to Anne being accosted by the
fellow.
However, working tirelessly on a project for the past few months,
George was so glad that it was finally done. He felt bad at
having neglected his beautiful wife during this recent period,
knowing that she must now be climbing the walls as he had been
just too exhausted to have sex, something they both enjoyed
tremendously. The project had been so grueling that, on a couple
occasions, he couldn’t even get it up.
Anne understood the pressures that her husband had been under
during the project and now that it was over, she excitedly looked
forward to the super weekend, her husband had promised, in the
big city to make up for lost time. Anne was excited at the
prospect of the four-day adventure that her husband had promised,
she went out ahead of time to Victoria’s Secret and Frederick’s
for some great sexy new clothes before making the trek.
Though truly in love with her husband, the past few months had
been quite trying and frustrating for Anne. From the late teens,
after her introduction to sex, it was something that she craved
with a guy she had feelings for. Once she had married George,
she sincerely intended on keeping the vows she had exchanged at
the alter.
True to her vows, Anne felt a bit guilty during the past few
months, having allowed thoughts of having a brief affair creep
into her mind. But she had managed to fight off those
temptations. Still, just the thought of cheating on her loving
husband to get a quick thrill to satisfy the nagging itch between
her legs had her feeling quite guilty.
One occasion kept coming back to Anne, the one where she had been
driving over to the small strip mall. At a stoplight, a tall
young black fellow was crossing the street in front of her while
bouncing a basketball. She recalled how she had to squeeze her
thighs together to stem the flow of juices from leaking into the
crotch of her panties. Anne could not help but wonder about the
old myth, that of how black men were so well endowed. Instead of
going straight ahead to the mall, she had found herself circling
the block and passing the young man once again. Tempted to stop
and offer him a ride, Anne had managed to find the willpower and
step on the gas to keep on going. Should she have stopped, Anne
knew exactly what the outcome would have been.
Having checked in at a five-star hotel, they first unpacked and
rested up a bit from the long drive. Then they showered and
dressed to go out to a fancy restaurant for dinner. As he drove,
George moved his hand over the console to Anne’s soft thigh.
Then he playfully moved his hand over her clothed mound while
driving, telling Anne “Let’s pull out all the stops this weekend!
Take a walk on the wild side so to speak! Do some things we
have only read about other people doing!”
After dinner that night, they were on their way back towards the
hotel when George had to stop at a red light. Then Anne
commented “Look honey, there’s that skin flick theater that’s
always in the newspaper! Let’s be naughty tonight and go to a
skin flick! Please, honey ……………I’ve never been in one
of those gaudy theaters before! Pleaseee!” Turning off at the
next intersection, George looked for a parking space, anxious to
take that walk on the wild side.
The Stardust Theater was not located in a ritzy location but in
the older part of downtown where one would expect to find a
theater playing raunchy skin flicks. The sidewalk was filthy as
one would expect in such an area but it seemed to add to the
excitement of it all for both George and Anne. But what was on
the sidewalk made it that much more interesting as they watched
the various hookers and pimps ply their trade.
Looking about like two naďve teenagers at the box office, not
wanting anyone they knew seeing them entering such a raunchy
establishment, they quickly purchased tickets and entered. They
had not even bothered to look at the title of the skin flick that
was playing. Entering the dark theater to the loud ‘Ohhhh’s and
ahhhhh’s’ coming from the screen, they let their eyes get
adjusted to the lighting.
Seeing a lot of men’s heads in the front, George looked back and
saw an empty section above them. Grabbing Anne’s arm, he led her
into the upper middle section of the theater that was vacant.
Watching the raw fuck scenes taking place on the screen, Anne
grasped his hand and whispered “God, that big black stud’s going
to nail that little cutie!” Staring at the screen, George
replaced the image of ‘that cutie’ with his beautiful wife,
causing him to have a massive hardon in his pants.
Anne was evidently all caught up in the skin flick and asked him
if he could buy them some popcorn and cold drinks. “Sure, hon!
I’ve gotta go to the john first anyway!” he replied as he got out
of his seat and made his way down the stairs and out to the
theater’s lobby.
Standing in the corner and relieving himself in the urinal, John
froze as a big black guy came to take a whiz in the urinal next
to him and another guy was standing immediately behind him, even
though other urinals were available no more that six feet away.
His heart pounded in fear, thinking that he was going to be
robbed or beaten up. “Hey, Linus! Ain’t this the dude that
brought in that beautiful blonde chick sitting in the upper
section?” the guy behind him asked loudly. George could see the
guy next to him turn towards him and laughing reply “Yeah, this
is the dude! Anybody bringing in a beautiful chick like that to
this dive needs his fuck’n head examined!”
“She yer girl friend, dude? Yer wife?” the guy behind him asked.
Panting for breath, George stammered out “My ……………my
……………she’s my wife!” Scared shitless, or more like
scared pissless, George realized that both guys were at least
6’5″ and over 250 lbs. apiece. At 5’9″ and a mere 180 lbs.,
George knew that he was no match for these big brutes and was
about ready to meekly hand over his wallet to them.
“That there is Linus and I’m Marcus! What’s yer name, dude?” the
guy behind him asked. “Geo ………..Geo ………….George
…………George Williams!” he stammered in reply. “George,
this is not the safest place to bring a purty lady
………………more so leaving her all alone up there!” Marcus
advised. “Linus and me are regulars here and we sure as hell
hate to see any newcomers like ya and yer purty wife get
harassed! How about us joining ya and yer purty wife to make
sure no one bothers ya!”
“Uh ………….uh ……………I’m supposed to get some
popcorn and cold drinks!” George stammered, hoping that he could
talk his way out of having these two big low-lifes brutes
accompany him back to where Anne and he were sitting. His heart
thumped as Linus replied “Hey, that sounds great, George! Marcus
and I would love some too!”
Out in the lobby, with Linus and Marcus at his sides, George
ordered four popcorns and four large drinks. Struggling with a
box containing the four large drinks and two boxes of popcorn,
George made his way back into the theater and up the stairway.
Behind him were Linus and Marcus, each munching from their own
box of popcorn.
George knew that Anne would be naturally stunned and nervous when
he saw Linus go around to sit on the opposite side of his wife.
With Marcus sitting in a chair directly behind him, George could
feel his presence lingering above, especially with Marcus’ knee
brushing up against his shoulder. “Hon …………honey
……….this is Linus and Marcus!” he stammered.
Anne was shaking with fear in the presence of these strange men,
leaning over to express her concern “George
………………George ………….I ………….I’m scared!”
Reaching over, she clutched at his hand for security. Her fear
was not relieved at all when her husband meekly handed her a
drink and a box of popcorn. Then she swallowed deeply upon
watching her husband pass out drinks to the strange men, drinks
that he apparently had bought for them.
“Hon …………honey, they ……………they’re regulars here
and ……………just want to make sure no one bothers us!”
George stammered. Holding his wife’s hand, he felt her shiver
when Marcus commented from above “Damn, look at them fuck!”
“George …………..George …………!” Anne shuddered softly
to him. With Anne wearing a navy blue dress, he could see where
her dress ended on her thighs. Glancing down towards his wife’s
lap, he could see that Linus had boldly put his hand on Anne’s
thigh and was caressing her, pushing the hem of her dress further
up to bare more of her thighs.
Anne didn’t know what to do as she clenched her legs tightly
together. She had called out for her husband, sure that it was
loud enough for him to hear but he did not respond at all.
“George ………………George!” she whispered again as the
searching hand got bolder and was slipping up under her dress and
trying to force its way between her legs. Squeezing her
husband’s hand tightly, Anne shuddered as the exploring hand
neared her panties.
“George ……………George …………………oh God,
George!” Anne shuddered as a finger traced her moistening slit
along the outside of her panties. It was as if the magic button
had been touched as Anne relaxed her legs and parted them a bit,
allowing the searching hand further access. “Mmmmmm
………………..mmmmmm!” she moaned softly, not wanting her
husband to know that the man next to her had slipped his middle
finger up under the legband of her panties and had it inserted
into her slick juicing slit.
Holding his wife’s hand, eyes glued to the movement under her
dress, George knew that Linus was more than just touching Anne’s
leg at this point. He could sense that Anne’s stiffening in her
seat as she clutched his hand tightly, along with her stifled
moans, were telltale clues that she was being finger fucked.
Then the sudden shuddering of her body as Anne clutched his hand
even tighter, George correctly suspected that Linus had just
finger fucked his wife to a climax.
Then, feeling a finger twisting and pulling the back of his shirt
collar, George shuddered in fear as Marcus whispered “Georgie,
boy! Why don’t ya come up here and keep me company! It’s a
better view from up here and I jest hate sitting alone!” Heart
pounding madly, George swallowed nervously as he picked up his
drink and box of popcorn, then walked to the aisle to go up to
the next row for a seat next to Marcus.
Sipping at his cold drink, George watched as Anne looked back
nervously for him. Then he observed Linus leaning over to her,
whispering something in her ear. Then Anne looked back in his
direction once again. His wife appeared to hesitate a bit, then
turned forward before sliding down off the front of her chair.
George could not help but emit a gasp as he observed his
beautiful wife turn and move to her left, her silky blonde hair
now visible just above the seat cushion where Linus sat, right at
the level of his crotch.
George swore that he heard a zipper being undone, then blinked
his eyes as he thought Anne’s blonde hair was moving. His
suspicions were totally correct, especially when Linus moaned
loudly “Oh, Mrs. Williams ……………..yeah
…………..suck it ……………..suck it all the way! Oh,
fuck ……………..oh, baby ……………….ya sure give
good head!” George was beside himself as rarely, only after
nearly having to beg Anne, would she go down on him. But here
she was, readily going down on a complete stranger in this sleazy
theater while he sat no more than five feet away.
Then, portions of Anne’s blonde head were darkened. George
blinked rapidly to get his eyes focused better, realizing that
Linus had his hands at the back of Anne’s head and was now face
fucking her. Mixed in with the loud ‘oohs and ahhs’ from the
screen, George heard Linus moaning “Oh, baby
………………suck it …………….suck it! Oh, Mrs.
Williams …………….gonna cum ………………gonna cum in
yer sweet suck’n mouth! Ahhhhhhh ………………ahhhhhhhhhh
………………….fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk!”
Staring down at the scene taking place just a row below and to
his left, George saw Linus slump back in his chair as his hands
now rested on the armrests. There was no doubt left in George’s
mind that his beautiful and faithful wife had just sucked off a
complete stranger with him watching. Trying to think rationally,
George knew that he should be totally pissed as his ‘faithful’
wife had not really been forced to do what she had just done.
Still, he himself had not done anything to prevent it and it was
he who had brought these despicable men to where they were
sitting.
In fact, George found that deep down he had really enjoyed
watching his lovely wife go down on another man, as evidenced by
the rock-hard cock throbbing in his pants. It was as if one of
his many fantasies had just come true to life. Then he was
startled back to reality when Marcus nudged him, saying “Georgie,
boy! Take off your jacket!” When he turned towards Marcus, he
was advised “C’mon, get yer jacket off! The floor in this fuck’n
theater is covered with shit! You don’t want yer beautiful wife
lying in all that crap, do you?”
Having taken off his jacket and handed it to the man next to him,
George watched as Marcus hopped over the row of seats. Then an
exhausted Linus slid out of his chair and made it out to the
other aisle, making his way to sit where Marcus had been. In the
row beneath him, George saw that Marcus was now kneeling behind
his wife. Trying to focus his eyes in the dark setting, George
then heard the sound of a long zipper being undone. It was
obviously Anne’s navy blue dress being undone as her ivory white
back became bared by the parting of the back of her dress.
A moment later, George felt something soft land partially on his
foot with the majority landing atop the head of the chair that he
initially had been sitting in. Reaching down in the darkness,
touching and feeling the material, George swallowed deeply in
realizing it was the dress Anne had been wearing. Blinking his
eyes, George then could make out what the small white strip that
was now dangling atop the head of the seat two rows below. It
was the lacy white bra that his wife had been wearing. A couple
of small thuds on the cement floor below told George that Anne’s
heels had been removed and discarded.
Then, another strip of white fabric came floating down towards
him. Just as it was to land in his hands, it was snatched in the
air from him. George turned and saw the shiny white fabric in
Linus’ black hand as he held it up to his face. George did not
have to guess but in fact knew just what garment it was that
belonged to his beautiful wife. More rustling of clothing could
be heard from the row below him but it must have been Marcus
disrobing as George could not make out the outline of his black
body in the darkness.
George wished the ongoing flick would be more lighted, wanting to
get a better view of what was taking place in row below. All
that he could make out in the darkness was his wife’s blonde
hair, her trim white arms apparently encircling the black man
atop of her and her sexy white legs that were waving straight up
in the air a few feet away. George swallowed as he heard his
wife’s voice “Oh, God ………………oh, my God ……….it
……………….its so bigggggg! God ……………it won’t
fit ………….it won’t fit!”
“Oh, baby ………………..Georgie boy must only use his
little finger to fuck ya with ……………..damn yer tight!”
Marcus advised. “Ahhhhhhhh, Mrs. Williams
………………..spread yer legs wide so I can get it in ya!”
he panted. “God …………..yer fuck’n tighter than a virgin
…………..spread yer legs wider for my foot long dong!” he
bragged.
Staring in awe at the scene unfolded on the floor of the row
below him, George could not stop the pulsating throb of his cock.
He was mesmerized by the exciting fuck about to take place less
than four feet below him. With the seat below him automatically
folding up when he had left the chair, that was the only way for
Anne to spread her legs as the upright back of the chair on the
other side would prevent her from doing so.
“Oh, God …………….its too big ……………….I’m
scared …………….it won’t fit!” George heard his wife’s
frantic voice from below. Then George did the unthinkable as he
leaned forward and reached out to grasp Anne’s trim white ankle
as her legs flailed out in a panic. He pulled her outstretched
leg towards him, essentially helping Marcus spread her wide so he
could accomplish his objective.
“Oh, God ………………oh, my God …………..its so
bigggggg! So big ……………so big ……………so
longgggg………………..so big and long! Oh, God
…………..oh, my God …………………so gooddddddd!
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” came Anne’s voice from nearby in the
darkness. George had actually held her struggling leg spread
wide so Marcus could get his obviously oversized cock into his
beautiful wife.
Seeing his wife’s left leg cross over the black form atop of her
and now feeling the right leg in his hands relax and attempt to
pull away from him in a different direction, George released it.
Leaning over the chair a bit more, he could see Anne’s trim white
legs crossed over Marcus’ black muscular body, ankles locked
tightly together. Watching carefully, he saw her crossed legs
going up and down in the air, evidencing the humping that was
taking place on the floor below.
“Oh, so good ……………………ohhhhhhhh
……………….deeper …………….yes, deeper
………………fuck me deeper …………..deeper, lover
……..deeper!” George heard his wife coo. “Ohhhhhh
……………never so deep ……………..never so good
……………..oh, fuck me ……………….fuck me, stud
…………..fuck me!” came Anne’s cries. “Oh, yeah, baby!
Squeeze me like that, Mrs. Williams! Squeeze the tight little
cunt of yers around my dick!” he heard her lover’s response.
Always enjoying sex with each other, George swallowed as he
realized that his beautiful wife had never responded in such a
wild manner with him before. It was certainly enjoyable for him,
sitting in a sleazy theater with his rock hard cock in his pants
while his beautiful wife got fuck by a big black stud just a row
below. He had fantasized of such an event taking place but never
in his life did he expect it to take place in real life.
In his fantasies, George had always dreamt of stumbling upon a
scene with his wife being hit upon by a black stud and then he
would merely stay in the shadows and watch his beautiful wife
being seduced or even raped. But those were just harmless dreams
and sexual fantasies. What was taking place on this night was
totally real and to his dismay, George realized that he had not
just remained in the shadows but had played a very instrumental
part in his wife’s seduction, even buying the two men
refreshments.
“Ohhh …………..ohhhh …………..ohhhh …………..ohhhh
…………..ohhhh!” came the familiar voice of his lovely wife
as she got the shagging of her life. “Fuck me, stud
………….fuck me!” came the familiar chant that George had
heard many times just before Anne climaxed. “Oh, God
………..fuck me, stud ……………….cream in me
…………..cream in me ………………..shoot your hot cum
in me! Yessssssssss ………………yesssssssss
………….oh, God ……………..ohhhhhhh, so hot
…………….your cum’s so hottttttttt
…………………ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” came her moans that
caught George by surprised as Anne had never before been so vocal
in her throes of orgasm.
“Ah ………..ah …………….is ………….is
………..?” George stammered unintelligibly. “What’s the
matter, Georgie boy? Cat got yer tongue?” Linus needled him.
“Is …………is ………….isn’t he ……………..isn’t
he wearing a condom?” George stammered out. At that comment,
Linus broke out in a loud laughter and yelled out to his buddy
“Hear that, Marcus? Georgie porgie here wants to know if ya took
the time to put a fuck’n condom on bef ore ya screwed his
beautiful wife!”
Hearing Marcus’ laughter in response gave George the obvious
answer, causing him to shudder at the thought of the potential
consequences from such a mating. Then George got a nudge in the
side from Linus, who advised “They’re both pooped out right now!
Why don’t ya go on out to the lobby and get us some fresh drinks,
Georgie boy! How about some hotdogs this time? I’ll go on down
front where the winos hang out and see if any of them wants a
whack at your beautiful wife!”
Back out in the lobby, George ordered a new set of cold drinks.
As there were four of them, George ordered six hotdogs, figuring
that that both Marcus and Linus wouldn’t be satisfied with just
one. He was thankful that he got a larger box this time, making
it much easier for him to carry everything back to his seat.
Eyes needing to get readjusted to the darkness once again, George
slowly made his way back up the stairway. In the shadows, he
could make out the two men sitting side by side but his wife
could not be seen. “Pssst …………over here, Georgie!” came
Linus’ voice in the darkness. Reaching the row they sat in,
George made his way towards them. He swallowed hard as he
glanced about for Anne, then blinking rapidly to get a better
focus in the darkness, he saw the whiteness of her arms and legs
as she still lying upon the cement floor a row below.
First handing out the new drinks and hotdogs to the two men,
George then passed along the packets of condiments to put on
their hotdogs. Leaning over the chair below, George gasped in
realizing that Anne was not lying there alone. Then he heard an
elderly guy’s voice gruffly say “Ya sure as hell wasn’t shit’n
me! This hot little bitch is prime meat! Man, I ain’t had
nothing this good in forty years!”
“Oh, yeah, baby ………….wrap those sexy legs of yers round
old Rufus! Ya got old Rufus hard as a fuck’n rock! Haven’t had
a fuck’n hardon like this in years! Oh, baby ……………yer
making old Rufus feel like a young stud again!” came the gruff
old wheezing voice from below. “Yeah, baby ……………yeah
………………..ahhhhh …………Godddddd
…………….ahhhhhhh ……………….cummingggggg
…………….cumming in yer hot little twat!” the old man
shuddered.
As Rufus was getting into his clothing, Linus introduced the old
man “Rufus, meet Georgie boy here! That’s his beautiful wife
that ya just shot yer old skunk in!” Then Linus laughed and
asked “Never thought ya still could get it up, old man! Ya ain’t
shooting blanks are ya, Rufus?”
George was taken by surprise at the unexpected personal
introduction to the old man who had just boffed his wife. More
surprised, George saw the old man extending his hand out to shake
his. Swallowing in embarrassment as he reached out to clasp the
old man’s hand, George shivered when Rufus advised “Ya sure got
yerself a pretty filly there, sonny boy! Old Rufus don’t shoot
no fuck’n blanks guys! This pretty little thing might just be
spreading her legs wide in nine months for a little fold!”
As Rufus was making his way to the aisle, George heard Linus call
out “Rufus! When ya get back down there, send Silas up, will ya!
He wants to get his first sample of some soft white ass!” Then
Marcus, sitting next to him, gave him a nudge in the ribs “Yer
purty wife likes it up the ass?” “I ……………I
…………I don’t know! We …………….we never
…………..never did it that way!” George stammered inreturn.
Silas was a big brute, a big black brute who was far taller and
broader than both Linus and Marcus. To George, this man was
built like a refrigerator, like a big football lineman. As Silas
began to undress, George saw Marcus lean over and pat the chair
just below where George was sitting, commenting “Right here,
Silas! Right where her hubby can get a good close up view of his
wife getting buggered! Hubby says he ain’t ever butt-fucked his
purty little wife! Jest think, Silas, ya jest might be getting a
cherry white ass!”
A moment later, Silas pulled an exhausted Anne up by the hand and
got her to kneel up on the seat of the chair, right in front of
where her loving husband sat speechless. Anne could not believe
how she had allowed all of this to happen without out putting up
so much as a fight. ‘And George …………………George
brought the men up here and got them refreshments! The bastard
knew the guy had his hand up inside my panties while he just sat
there holding my hand!’ she thought.
Now Anne was facing the back of the theater, looking right up at
where her damned so-called loving husband sat while this big
black bastard planned on shoving his fucking pole up her unused
ass. She thought ‘He doesn’t care! He watched me suck the guy
Linus off and then watched Marcus give me the screwing of my
life! Then he watched that smelly old wino have a go at me! He
even shook the old fucker’s hand afterwards! Fucking bastard!
I’ll show you!’
Feeling the large hands caressing her ass, a shiver of fear
course throughout her body as Anne had never been butt-fucked
before. Reaching forward with one hand, she found exactly what
she was looking for, her husband’s hardon. ‘Bastard’s just
loving seeing me sucking and fucking these low-life creatures!’
she realized. ‘I’ll teach you a lesson, you fucker!’ she cussed
as she unzipped his pants and fished out his throbbing cock.
Having heard that the husband had never had his cock up his
wife’s pretty ass, Silas correctly surmised that she indeed had a
cherry rear end. Silas just loved tight little asses and knew
his busting through a cherry ass would bring about a piercing
scream if not muffled. Stroking his cock, he was excited at the
prospect of getting his very first cherry white ass. “Go ahead
……………..suck yer hubby’s cock in yer mouth! Don’t want
ya screaming none when I shag yer purty ass!” he advised.
Rubbing his cockhead up against her messy cunt, Silas greased his
cock up in preparation to travel up the narrow dirty road. Then
he addressed the woman’s husband who was now gasping for air ass
his lovely wife blew his cock, telling him “Grab her head and
keep yer cock in her mouth! Otherwise, she’ll be screaming like a
banshee and bring everyone up here! Just pray she don’t go and
bite yer little cock off when I stick it to her!”
Getting his cock into position, Silas grasped the beauty’s trim
white hips as he prepared to sodomize her. Looking ahead, he saw
that the husband had followed his instructions and had his hand
holding his wife’s blonde head down to his crotch. “Yeahhhhh,
baby!” Silas let out as he charged ahead, slamming his big black
cock up into the tight cherry white ass.
“Owwwwwww ………………………..owwwwwwwwwww!” came a loud
yelp of pain, like a dog being hit by a car. It was not coming
from the sodomized beauty but instead from her yelping husband
who had his cock in her mouth. Evidently, the painful intrusion
into her ass had caused her to clench her jaws together, biting
down hard into her husband’s hard throbbing cock.
Silas just laughed and chuckled to the wounded husband “I warned
ya! Lucky she didn’t bite it off!” Laughter erupted nearby from
both Marcus and Linus as they looked on at the spectacle taking
place before them. “Oh, baby ………………tight
…………..so fuck’n tight! Soft and creamy white ass
……………..I jest luv it! Damn, nothing beats a cute
cherry white ass!” Humping in and out, hearing the chair
squeaking under the vicious assault, Silas finally groaned “Oh,
babyyyyyyy ………………….yeahhhhhhhhh ………..oh, God
……………………….cumming in yer purty white ass!”
The bite on his cock had been so painful that George had
immediately felt his raging hardon turn to a wilting lily as his
beautiful wife eased up and began ministering to hisaching cock.
The cum that had been stored up in his hard cock now merely oozed
out in pitiful dribbles into his wife’s sucking mouth. His hands
caressed Anne’s silky blonde hair as he sat drained in his chair
with his lovely wife collapsing face forward into his crotch.
Then with the aid of the light coming from the screen outlining
Silas’ bulky form, George saw the big man bend down and retrieve
something from the floor. George made out the outline of the
garment and realized that it was his coat that had been used as a
blanket on the dirty floor. Then he watched as Silas used the
soft inside lining of his coat to wipe off his shit stainedcock.
“C’mon, Georgie boy! Time to zip up! The Velvet Hotel is just a
few doors down! Go on over and rent us a room! Wait for us in
the lobby! I’ll stay here and help yer purty wife get dressed
…………….right after she gives me another fantastic
blowjob!” Linus advised as he pushed George out of the chair.
Linus then sat down into the chair, pulling Anne’s head back down
into the position she was just in. Only now it was now Linus’
crotch her face was buried in.
As George began to move out of the row towards the aisle, he
heard wet slurping sounds coming from behind. Then he heard
Linus advise “Marcus, go on up stairs to the projection booth and
borrow the camcorder and tripod that Artie stores up there! In
exchange for borrowing them, tell Artie he can come over to the
hotel for a piece of the action!”
Finding the Velvet Hotel, George looked about the run-down, roach
invested establishment. It was so different from the five-star
hotel room that they had waiting for them across town. He rented
a room with a large king-sized bed, knowing that what would be
needed for the night’s activities. Having a seat in the lobby,
George began to have second thoughts of having suggested that
they pull out all the stops and take a walk on the wild side.