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Robert's such a jerk; sometimes I don't know why I stay
with him. We dated for two years before marrying almost
8 years ago. You know the old saying, 'Familiarity
breeds contempt,' well, that really holds true for our
relationship. The stupid stuff he does would make just
about any woman want a divorce I think.
His latest thing has been to get me into bed with his
buddy from work. I mean can you believe that? What a
jerk!
He brought the subject up last week after taking me out
to Applebee's for dinner. We were sitting in the
restaurant just finishing when he looks over at me and
says, "Merrell, what do you think of Leon?"
I had no idea what he meant. I just looked at him
questioningly.
He continued with, "You know. do you think he's a sexy
looking guy?"
To be truthful I did think he was sexy. Leon is about
6-feet-5 and has almost jet-black skin and muscular
shoulders with a really trim waist. Unlike Robert he's
well built and takes great care of his body. But that
wasn't the point, why did Robert want to know if I
thought he was sexy? I kept looking at him without
saying anything. I wanted to see where he was going
with this.
"Look Merrell, I've been thinking that maybe you're not
all that happy in bed any more. I was just talking to
Leon today at work and mentioned that we hadn't done
"it" for almost three weeks. And he started giving me
this ration of shit that 'if he were your husband he'd
keep you so satisfied in bed that you'd be coming to
him and asking for it."
I kept quiet and just stared at him like he was a bug
or something. But my cold response didn't stop him from
continuing. "Well, when he said that it made me think.
I, err. I got this idea that I wanted to share with
you. You know to see what you thought. Anyway, I was
wondering if you ever thought about Leon, you know.
sexually?"
I couldn't help it, "What do you mean Robert?" I just
had to ask the question.
He looked really nervous, "I, uh. I was just wondering
if you might be interested in messing around with Leon.
You know, maybe a threesome or something."
I couldn't believe my ears at first but from the stupid
look on Robert's face I soon realized that he was
serious. The stupid son of a bitch wanted me to fuck
his friend so he could watch us.
***
We didn't talk all the way home. I had nothing to say
to Robert and I think he was worried that he'd exposed
his perverted mind to me once too often. But when we
got home, guess what? Leon was there waiting in his car
in our driveway. I was pissed, what a nerve. Did they
think I'd just say, "Okay guys lets do it? C'mon in and
lets screw" What a fucking nerve they had.
Robert pulled up into the driveway and I got out and
slammed the car door and stomped by Leon into the
house.
To my surprise Leon and Robert came in after me. I'd
thought that I had made my feelings known, but
apparently not. Finally, when I came out of the
bathroom Leon and Robert were drinking beer in the
living room. For some reason this made me madder, what
were they doing in there? Trying to work up another
scheme to get me into bed.
I had a sudden irrational thought, 'If Robert wanted me
to fuck another man, maybe I should just go a head and
do it.' I'd been faithful to him for the ten years I'd
known him, and believe me when I say that over the
years I've had plenty of opportunities.
As I stood in the hallway looking in on the two men I
found myself wondering what it would be like to
actually "be" with a black man. And the fact that Leon
was a bit of a stud muffin didn't hurt. I suddenly
realized that I was aroused by the possibility of being
taken by that big black man with the rippling muscles.
He definitely was a far cry from my flabby, out of
shape husband.
With a since of excitement I hurried back to our
bedroom and quickly stripped out of my outer clothing,
leaving only my black-lace bra and panties. Then
without thinking further about the consequences of my
actions I called out, "Leon, would you come here for a
minute?"
I waited with my heart in my throat listening to his
footsteps on the creaky floorboards as he made his way
down the hall to me. I have to admit, I was amused by
the startled look on his face as he rounded the edge of
the doorframe and saw that I was only in my underwear.
He looked almost frightened for a moment.
Then I said, "Leon, my husband tells me that you'd like
to screw me, is that true?" I was trying to shock him.
But to my surprise he wasn't shocked, in fact me just
gave me a big slow smile and said, "That would be my
pleasure maam, and I think yours too."
He didn't even hesitate, he just walked into the room
like the dominant man he was and reached out and
squeezed my boobs in his strong black hands. Then
before I knew what was happening he gently pulled my
bra away and scrunched down and began to suck on one
nipple, while at the same time I felt a hand needing my
ass-cheek.
I "almost" couldn't believe that I was doing this, what
was I thinking letting a complete stranger maul me like
this. I didn't really know anything about Leon other
than the few times I'd seen him at one or other of my
husband's company functions.
Just as I was about to pull away from his grip at tell
him to leave, Robert came in. He stood their sporting a
big bulge in his LL Beans and I could tell that he was
aroused. I looked at him as I stood there being sucked
on and handled by his black friend. I looked at my
husband and said, "Well asshole, you said you wanted
this to happen, I hope you enjoy the show." And I
grabbed Leon's head and pulled him up to me and gave
him a deep tongue-filled kiss.
I was surprised by his reaction, almost frightened by
it in fact. As our lips met and my tongue slid past his
full lips he suddenly became like an animal, I even
heard him growl and grunt as he held me so close to his
chest that I could barely breath. He was all over me;
his hands and fingers were playing over my flesh like a
pianist.
Then I was on my back on our bed and Leon was tugging
my panties off. I had no time to think, or to protest
for that matter. He buried his face between my legs and
started a rhythmic pleasuring of my pussy and clit that
that I'd never experienced before. He was good, really
good.
Soon I was lost in the wonderful arousal he'd caused
and was almost out of control. Leon had brought my
animal lust out so fast that I was somewhat in a daze.
I think at that moment I'd have done just about
anything to get off, he'd made me so fucking horny.
This was so different than anything I'd ever
experienced with Robert, or even the few white guys I'd
been with before him. Leon was a born lover and his
smooth skin was a pleasure to touch. I think at that
moment I loved Leon.
Then he was climbing up my body, positioning himself
between my legs. I glanced down and saw his big black
snake all shiny and manly and wanted nothing more than
to be used by him, to become his helpless fuck-slave,
to let him do anything he wanted to me. God, this sexy
black man turned me on.
Even the thought of his shiny black skin next to mine
set me on fire; I wanted him to rub himself against me,
and to rub himself 'inside' me. To fuck my brains out!
And sure enough he plunged in with confidence and began
to thrust in to me in a quick competent manner that
made my toes curl.
I had a crazy thought, for a moment I wondered if a
black men's come would be white, but of course I knew
that it would. It's just that I'd had no experience
with black men before and never thought that I'd be
under one servicing him like a willing whore. Leon's
willing whore, it made me crazy with need just thinking
those thoughts and I grabbed his shoulders and began
thrusting back at him like a mad woman.
I was soon breathless. Leon was humping away in me like
an athlete, never missing his stride, it was wonderful
to feel his strong swollen dick thrusting into me, to
know that he was close to heaving his load deep into
me. Just the thought of his sticky white come gushing
into me brought on a wonderfully intense orgasm.
My body tensed and the lights seemed to go out as
intense pleasure rushed through every pour of my body.
I shivered and groaned as wave after wave of intense
extasy shot through every nerve ending.
And all the while my big black sex machine, thrust in
and out, in and out. It was fucking fantastic; he was
like a god to me just then. I began to moan and squirm
around under this thrusting body, I realized somewhere
in the back of my mind that if Leon kept this up much
longer I was going to pass out.
Then at the last moment before I began to slip into
oblivion, I felt my handsome lover stiffen and by body
was smashed into the mattress as he made one finally
mighty thrust, penning my to the bed. I could actually
feel him blast my insides with his hot come. It was a
wonderful moment that tiny spurting feeling deep
inside, I knew what he was doing and it made me come
again. I clung to his sweaty body as I rushed head long
into another bout of hot mad extasy.
It took us a full 5 minutes I think, before we could
disengage our bodies enough to come back into the real
world. That's when I noticed Robert still standing
there. He'd moved up over us and had jacked off onto us
while we were lost in our world of pleasure. I noticed
that he'd sprayed his come all over both of us. I think
Leon wasn't real happy about that.
But then I resolved to make Leon as happy as I could
from now on. And frankly I didn't care if Robert jacked
his brains out. As far as I was concerned I was done
wasting my time on that wimp.
THE END
Author's Note: This story was my effort to write an
interracial cuckold story. I actually know a handsome
black man whose name is Leon, and I do think he's
really sexy. I wonder what he'd think if he knew that I
wrote this story with him in mind.
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