“You look like someone I might like to know, sweet thing!”
The tall black man was talking to my husband at the bar. Except no one would have known them as my husband. All five-foot-eight of his lean build was currently dressed in the hottest short black party dress and a blonde wig. His makeup was perfect, and his nails had been done in nasty girl red. The outfit was complete with fuck me pumps in red, of course. He looked hot as fuck. I should know, I helped him get ready. From where I sat just a few feet away, my hubby Harry, or for tonight, “Honey” was killing it.
“I’m with a girlfriend, but that doesn’t mean ‘no’,” Honey said with a sweet wink of her false eyelashes.
“Mmm.” The man had to have five inches of height on Honey and packed at least ten below from what I had seen earlier and from the flaccid shape in his boxers. He had already been active with Cindee, my BFF and black-haired slut, and probably put the underwear back on for comfort between conquests.
He added in a bass growl, “Two for one? I’m down for anything, baby.” He put a hand on Honey’s thigh, just above her stockings, and called the bartender over.
The bar was at the swingers' club we had joined five years ago. It was a large house on the outskirts of town that the group had pitched in to purchase. This was Honey’s fifth time, although Harry’s twentieth. Apparently, it was this amazing new black-god’s first, and he had been highly fought over most of the night, Cindee getting host privileges of first fuck. He was fit and muscular, and had his head shaved.
He leaned in and kissed Honey, and I knew they were exchanging tongues. Mmm, it was so hot to watch Honey snare a new one. I wondered if he knew my husband’s sissy secret tucked perfectly in a red thong pouch.
As was our plan, it was time for me to join them. I lifted the hot twenty-something’s head from my wet snatch, my legs splayed open on the arms of the high-back chair. I smiled and moaned then leaned over for a thank you kiss. Regina, Cindee’s daughter, knew how to suck a pussy. Two cums had proven it.
"Thanks, ‘Aunt’ Amy. That was a great appetizer.” She licked her lips, kissed mine, my pungent juices fresh on her small but puffy lips. She turned her impressive, petite body and headed off to find a married couple for a threesome, her favorite. We have indulged her many times over the past three years since she joined.
I walked over, letting my own little bubble butt bounce a bit and my sweet CC tits sway. My black and red garter and hose set shined with some of my sweat and Regina’s saliva.
"Well, hello, handsome. I see you’ve met my girl, Honey. I’m Jan.”
“Jerod. You two…together?”
“We are. She’s my pet and bait. I use her to catch the big fish.” I leaned in and licked his earlobe while my right hand groped his growing tube. “Looks like she’s caught a whopper!”
“Alright! Looks like Daddy has his work cut out for him. Don’t worry, in thirty seconds, I will be up for the task.”
I laughed a little too loud at his line to let him know I would be his for the foreseeable future. Without skipping a beat, I took Honey’s head and pushed it forward. The three of us met in a triple kiss. Tongues, lips, and teeth collided and danced in a fury of promise. A large hand slid up my thigh, and soon a finger the size of a small boner slid into my already Regina-primed vagina. It made me gasp and look to the ceiling in close-eyed ecstasy.
Honey and Jerod were now making out alone as I pulled back and knelt. It was time to free the tiger and claim the prize. Jerod guessed the next move as he groped Honey’s naked ass. He stood in front of his bar stool. I gripped the waistband and stripped his blue boxers down. His now eleven-inch-thick black mamba popped up in porn video perfection. There was enough pre-cum to flip up and hit my chin. I gathered it with my finger and swallowed. This was going to be delicious.
Just as I took the heated bat in my hand, he pulled me up by my forearm.
“We need some space.”
I smiled and turned to Honey who read my mind. She whispered unnecessarily (probably to be sexy, such a slut) and nodded. “…this way.” She took both our hands and led us to the next room. There were two extended day beds. One was occupied by two couples in a foursome. I recognized Greg’s hard cock as it slid in and out of Barb on all fours. Barb’s SO Jeffrey was on his back and little Briana, a newer member from Columbia, was riding his cock and mumbling in Spanish. Something about “Dios Mio!”
We went to the second sex platform and Honey pulled off her skirt. Her bulge in the thong was unmistakable. This was the moment of truth. Was Jerod okay with a cross-dressing woman? The next move answered with a resounding 'yes.' He stepped toward Honey and grabbed her cock and squeezed a bit too hard. Honey cried out!
“Oh yeah, baby. You got a little something extra for Daddy Jerod, don’tcha?”
Indeed, he did. Honey had been waiting all week for this and it was my honor to help her get it. I led her to the cushioned daybed and put her on all fours. I took Jerod’s meaty hand and lay it on Honey’s ass. He needed no instruction. A swift slap on each cheek sent shudders through my husband and me. I looked at Honey’s face, smiling in ecstatic pain and she whispered, “I fucking love you so much! Get him in me!”
I moved to take the massive cock in my mouth. I only got the head and maybe two inches in before my mouth was stretched to comic proportions! Many women want bigger tits or a flatter tummy. I longed for a wider mouth!
Jerod had moved from spanking to unwrapping and pulled Honey’s red thong off and down. Her six-inch dripper bounced into view and the big man moaned and laughed together. His hand passed between Honey’s legs and began to stroke and grope, causing my husband to shake and gasp. A few determined straight pull-downs showed that this was not the first cock Jerod had handled. And more importantly, was okay with Honey packing a pecker.
I was doing my best to coat the BB (killer) C with saliva using hands and tongue. I soon felt it was at its girthy max. Holding the shaft, I pulled the head toward Honey’s winking star, wet with lube and expectation. I was jealous yet confident that before the night was through I would have this in my swampy box.
The contact of tip to tunnel made them both moan, and Honey pushed back. With one or two precise wiggles, Jerod soon had his head in. Not his first rodeo by any means, although it was my husband’s first horse.
Honey began to squirm and Jerod slapped her ass. “Hold still, Honey. Daddy needs a steady target.”
I was caressing Jerod’s balls with one hand and fingering my pussy with the other. I was so hot and so turned on! Honey was getting her dream cum true. I leaned closer and admired the strength of Jerod’s abs as he flexed to drive in further. It was amazingly pleasing to see my husband’s asshole stretch around this impressive rocket. The contrast of purple-hued browns against pinkish whites was a near eye-gasm, and I was happily close to my pussy cumming.
Honey was loving it, “Oh Fuck, Oh God! It’s so – AH!” She screamed out when Jerod made a particularly aggressive thrust, his balls slapping into Honey’s. I moved up to her face and grabbed her head. I looked into the eyes that I had fallen for back at my first bike rally. They were still grey-blue and deeply sexy and were now enhanced with some pretty epic false eyelashes and well-placed mascara. It was actually starting to run from the water coming. She looked slutty, slightly scared, and somehow satisfied.
I leaned in. “Are you okay, baby? Your eyes are watering.”
“Yeah – uh, yeah…Oh Fuck! It's…amazing! I’m so – fuuuck!” I kissed her hard and our tongues wrestled. Jerod was now at least eight inches in and was fucking Honey’s hole with practiced power drives. The sounds, smells, and shakes of flesh were sending me over the edge.
“Yo baby, keep those mouths close together! I’ve got a hose down about to take off!” Jerod was moving with purpose the telltale facial scrunch foretelling the imminent orgasm! He was really giving it to Honey and she was about to blow herself. That expression I knew better than anyone.
Jerod called out, “FUCK YES!” and pulled out of Honey’s ass abruptly. I grabbed my husband and fellow slut girl by the head and rotated her toward the bath we were about to receive. Jerod’s impressive head was swollen and his hole flared and expelled. Our faces cheek to cheek got blasted with thick hot ropes of white delight.
“Open up, sluts!”
We did as told, and were served a delicious shake of hot black man batter: eight hot shots of amazing long white heated jizz! It was everywhere: hair, eyes, and mouth. One shot even went up my nose! It tasted fantastically sour and sweet and was warm as soup.
After he stopped spewing Jerod flopped down next to us.
Breathing heavily, the two dick owners looked to each other and gave a ridiculous high-five. Penises…jeez.
Honey smiled and breathed out, “Thank you, Jerod. That was fuck-tastic.”
I was licking as much cum off of Honey as I could, adding it to what I could get off my own face, neck, and hair. Soon I was sharing it with her in a deep sloppy make-out.
Jerod grunted. “Mmm Jan, that is fucking hot, baby.”
Jerod sighed and stood up. “Well, thank you both.” He shook his impressive I-beam and a few last drops flew onto my tits which I gladly scooped up with a black fingernail. “Time for me to see who else wants a little J-love tonight.”
“Hold up, stud!” I stood in front of him, my CC tits and nipples lining up with just above his navel. “I haven’t cum yet. And we have an equal partnership in our house. Good for the gurl is good for the Ho!”
Jerod laughed low and sexy. “Okay, lil’ one. But you’re gonna have to give me a few to recoup and get some help.” He had put his phone nearby and was soon texting. I snapped a finger at Honey and pointed to the semi-deflated dong of delight and the two of us got to work on resuscitation. Sharing a partner was nothing new for us, we had been four or more-soming our whole twenty years together. In fact, that is how we met when my BFF Cindee, tonight’s designated host, had asked me to help her make a guy at her hubby’s work’s fantasy come true.
Our tongues were swiping left and right while our hands were looking to upload. I noticed the room had emptied, remnants of the other four stained a few towels by the door. I was usually hunting after a session but decided that these two deserved my climax. And I knew it would be big. In fact, my Honey’s hand was between my legs right now getting me even more sloppy and splayed. I reached down and playfully slapped it away and she groaned into the base of Jerod’s javelin. I was enthralled by the sexy sight of mouth on member and hadn’t noticed footsteps of arrival.
“Hey yo, there you are. Meet my new friends Jan and Honey.” We pulled away from the pulsing pussy-pleaser and found ourselves surrounded by three more powerful poles attached to three hot black friends. I have to admit my first reaction was surprise having never seen any of these beastly appendages at the club before. Trust me. You remember cocks like these.
“These are Ty, Kenan, and the Stallion!” The three new arrivals laughed and said hello. The one closest to Honey shook his head.
“Damn, J, you are a pain in the ass.” He was smiling with brilliant teeth and stunning brown-black eyes. “Stanley, please.” I looked down and he was stroking, hands down, the largest cock I had ever seen. It was the size of my forearm length and girth. Easily more than a foot long. (We were told later it was thirteen and a half inches. So I was a little off) I gasped in wonder, and Honey moaned with smiling hunger. The Stallion had to be no more than twenty-five and had nearly flawless and hairless skin.