My back garden is wonderful. I’ve spent the last two years picking out, planting and tending the perfect plants. I’ve even managed to get a small cherry tree established. It’s still pretty small, and there were only a few blossoms this spring, but they smelled lovely.

There are two problems, though. The first is that the garden is not very large. It is surrounded by a privacy fence which limits sight lines to the surrounding yards. That is fine really since I don’t ever intend to have garden parties.

The second problem is related to the first, the amount of direct sun in the garden is limited by the duplex itself and the privacy fence. I’ve placed my plants to take advantage of as much light as possible, leaving only a small part of the patio where I can lay out in the sun. I don’t like being super pale, but as a redhead I’ve got to be careful in the sun. I tend to lay out for an hour or so at a time as often as I can. That way I get a little color, but not sunburned. It’s a challenging balance. Since my yard is completely private I usually lay out naked. There is no need to have tan lines if I can sun in private, right?

The afternoon spot of sun is next to the fence between my half of the duplex and the neighbors. It’s not really a big deal, but if the neighbor is using his garden I can hear everything he says. That’s ok, really, he’s got a super sexy deep voice. James and I are neighbor friendly, we wave and say hello, but we haven’t socialized. He is a super attractive black man, with a shaved bald head. We met the day he moved in this spring and even then his deep voice sent quivers through me. The power in his hand as he shook mine was very gentle, very controlled. He is so strong he could have picked me up and carried me away with almost no effort. I would have let him, too.

Unfortunately I met his girlfriend Jada that same day and she is just as beautiful as James. Like James she is dark, dark, black; but she has long thin braids with beads strung through them. Both of them are just gorgeous, and I’m more than a little jealous of her. Not because she is more attractive than I am, I’m super cute, it’s just that they look so good together. And I’ve heard them having sex several times and based on her moans and screams James takes very good care of her. It’s been a while since I’ve had someone steady, and the last time I heard them I played along. It was almost as good for me, I think, as it sounded for her.

I had just laid down in the sun on a warm Saturday afternoon when I heard James walk out onto his patio. “How about you take that little toy and slide it between those thighs? Start circling your clit."

Ohmygod was he having phone sex with Jada?

I heard him sit down on his side of the fence, “How does it feel?"

Just the sound of his voice sent chills down my spine. He laughed and said, “Don’t worry baby, hearing your moans is enough for me. Now turn it up."

I adjusted my position trying not to make any noise. I spread my legs wide and moved my right hand to my sex; sliding my fingers up and down my slit. My left hand moved to my nipples and started rolling and pulling on them. I was getting so hot.

“Oh, yes. You are so greedy for it, aren't you?” Oh, god, yes!

“Ahh, I see. Well then how about you go ahead and make yourself come?” The sound of his voice and the forbidden nature of including myself in their sex took me over the edge. I bit into the heel of my hand to quiet my moans, and I tried to keep from making any noise as my body quivered through my orgasm. I’m not sure how successful I was.

“Oh, that sounds like you enjoyed that one.”  Did he hear me? Did he know I was listening and taking care of myself?

“Ok, Jada, I’ve got to get going. Same time tomorrow?”  I heard James stand up and close the door as he went back inside.

Same time tomorrow? I’ll be ready.

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I was on my patio the next day hoping that James would call Jada again so I could listen in. I knew better than to bring my own little vibe, it made enough noise that James would certainly hear it. I did have my new dildo, though, the eight inch black one that I had bought just after James moved in. I called it Big Jim. It was too long for me to take the whole thing, but the girth was just right. It stretched me in all the right ways. I used it when I played while listening to James and Jada. And when I fantasized about fucking James.

I lay in the sun with my knees splayed wide playing with myself. I had the big black cock laying between my pale white breasts. Even if my imaginary lover didn’t join me on the patio I knew my fantasy of sex with him would lead to a very pleasurable afternoon. Listening to James lovely voice would just make it so much better.

I heard his door open and as he stepped outside James said, “Yeah baby, I’m naked and ready this time, I’ll try to come with you.”

I listened to James settle himself on his side of the fence while I started twisting and pulling both nipples.   I even brought them up to my mouth and flicked them a few times with the tip of my tongue. “Good girl. Now use your fingers. Stroke yourself. Let me hear how wet you are.”

Oh yes!

Oh no!

No, he wasn’t talking to me. I couldn’t let him hear me, that might end this … whatever this was.

“Oh, that is so good. I know you’ve got your dildo ready and it would be a shame not to use it. Now that you're all dripping, I want you to fuck yourself with your toy."

He wasn’t talking to me, but it sure seemed like he was. I slid the ebony rod down my stomach and massaged my slick folds, wetting the shaft before probing my entrance with the tip. I slowly started inserting the hard rubber an inch at a time. I slid it in and out slowly and rhythmically, getting deeper with each thrust. I only got it about halfway inside before I started stroking quicker.

"Talk to me, baby, talk to me!” His voice was very encouraging and I wanted to call out to him, but I didn’t. I was only listening in. While fucking myself.

"I want you to take it out and suck on it. Get that big black dick all nice and wet with that sexy mouth of yours before you try to take it deeper." I did as instructed, taking the dick as far into my mouth as I had taken it inside my body.

"Keep going," he ordered, obviously now jerking himself as well. I could hear him masturbating and I worried that he could hear me as well so I tried to make myself remain quiet.

"Fuck, I want to taste you so badly." Oh fuck, I would give anything to have James lick my kitty. I started to massage my slick clit while stroking the big black dick in and out of my center.

“Oh yes, your legs would be doing everything. Over my shoulders, spread out and pressed down, up in the air for all I care, I just want access." I started to buck as I imagined James using me all those different ways.

“Come for me, baby! Come for me while I come, too!” I heard him grunt, then again, then again.  My whole body shivered and quaked through a mind-blowing orgasm. I tried to remain silent, but at least one quiet moan escaped.

James let out a low laugh, “You’ve made a mess of me. I shot all the way up to my chest.”

James was quiet for a moment and I was happy enough to bask in the glow of my own orgasm. “Yeah. This is good. It’s not the same, but it’s only two more weeks.”

Oh, Jada must be traveling. James was quiet for a minute, “No, I haven’t talked to her. She’s home, though.”

What the hell? Is he talking about me?

“That sounds super hot.” What sounds hot? I was no longer resting comfortably. I was listening.

“Yeah, six thirty tomorrow sounds fine. I’ll be sure to be home by then.” James walked back inside his half of the house and I went back to mine. Did he know I was home? Well, of course he does, he can see my car from his driveway. But why would Jada want James to talk to me?

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Monday dragged. The thought of being back on my patio after work listening in kept me excited all day long. There was no way I would miss the chance to play along with James and Jada again. If they only knew how good it was for me!

It was still warm although there was no longer any direct sun in the garden. It didn’t matter, I started heating myself up as soon as I got home and kept myself on a slow burn until about six fifteen. I went out early and started playing with myself. I almost came right away, so had to force myself to think about spreadsheets for a few minutes to cool off.

“God you sound so hot. The vision of you laying there naked with your knees spread just waiting for me to take you turns me on so much.” James walked into his garden, but I didn’t hear him sit down. He was walking around his small patio.

“I’m just going to stand here and play with myself. Start licking and sucking on my big black dick. You know how much you want it.” I certainly did.

“Oh, yes, get it good and wet. Get ready to fuck yourself.” I was stroking myself with one hand while holding Big Jim and licking all over the molded head, getting it wet and ready to fuck.

“Can you do something for me?” Anything you ask James, anything you ask.

“Put your ass in the air and pretend that I am fucking you from behind. Can you do that for me?” I arranged myself with my head down and my ass up. I had to remove my fingers from my sex to do it, but I got in position.

“Oh that is good, now start fucking yourself with your toy. Pretend it is my big black dick. Oh yes, that is it, just like that.” I could hear James beating his meat in his yard. I was as quiet as I could be.

“I’m fucking you now. Slow and steady. In. In. In. In.” I could hear a slap each time he said “In.” And I tried to keep his pace.

“Are you getting close? Faster, go faster. Yes, like that! Use your other hand on your clit. I can hear your breathing! Come for me! Come for me!” I did. I know he was talking to Jada, but I came so hard. I moaned that time, I couldn’t help it.

“Ok, catch your breath. Just take a minute. That was wonderful. It sounded like it was very good for you.”  I let the toy slide out of me, and I just lay there basking in my afterglow.

“No, I stopped partway through. I wanted to save it.” God that was the best orgasm I can remember. It was like James was talking directly to me.

“Oh yes, she came at the same time you did. It sounded good, too.” What?

“Sure, I’ll put you on speaker.” I froze. What the hell?

I saw motion above the fence. A large black hand holding a cell phone appeared. “Gwen? It’s Jada. James says you’ve been playing with us the last couple of days.” Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!

“Gwen? Are you there? It’s ok, James knew the first day. We’ve been playing with you on purpose. I need to ask a favor.” James knew the whole time?

“Gwen? It’s ok, can you talk to me?”

“Hello?”  I answered, “I’m so sorry to intrude on your private time! I’m so embarrassed!” I had been flushed with sexual release, but now I felt my face and chest heat up in embarrassment.

“Don’t be embarrassed. I know James, and I know how many women throw themselves at him.”

“What, no, I never!” I enjoy looking at him, but I’ve never done anything!

“Oh, no, not you! I’m talking about this young slut at his work. She knows I’m away and started putting the moves on James. But I’ve seen the way you look at him and I know you want him, too.”

“Ah, no, I, no.” I really do want him, and I have since we met.

“Yes you do, but you’ve been very polite about it. That’s why I want you to do me a favor.”

“A favor?” What kind of favor could Jada possible want from me?

“Can you keep James happy until I come home? Keep him satisfied enough so the slut at work won’t be a temptation? He’s a man; he has very little self control.” Holy shit, was she really asking this?

“Satisfied? You mean sexually?” Oh, fuck yes, I would love that!

“It’s a big favor, he’s going to want it two or three times a day. Do you think you can handle that?”

Oh, fuck. Absolutely.

“James.” I asked, “Is this true? Do you want me to … satisfy … you?”

“Gwen, you are a cute little white girl. I absolutely want to tap that.” It was the first time today that James had spoken directly to me, and the tone of his voice, the obvious lust in it, made me shiver.

“Ok.” My voice broke as I answered. I was so nervous, and so excited.

James started pulling the phone back over the fence when Jada spoke again.

“Wait! I want you both to keep me updated, ok? And James? Not in your bed, ok? That is for us.”

“Of course, Jada.” James paused for a moment, “Gwen? Can I come over right now?”

“Sure.” Oh, fuck yes.

James ran inside, but I just sat there stunned. Less than a minute later I heard a knock on my door. I jumped up and grabbed my towel to cover myself. Then I realized that James was coming to fuck me so I grinned and dropped it. I’ve never felt as naughty and sexy as I did walking naked through my house to let my big black lover inside.

I’m not dumb, though, I did peak out to make sure that it was James.

He looked a little nervous to be standing there, and was very surprised to see me naked when I threw the door open. I posed with my right hand high up the door and my left on my hip. I watched his eyes travel down and then back up my body. They paused briefly on my boobs before latching onto my eyes. I grinned like the horny fucking slut I was about to become.

James stepped into my home and grabbed my head with both hands, leaning over to kiss me. His days growth of beard scratching my cheek as I returned his kiss and ran my hands over his muscular chest.

“Gwen, I’ve been looking forward to fucking you since the day we met.”

“Are you sure Jada is ok with this?”

“It was her idea! She likes the look of you, too.” Oh, my. I’ll have to think about that later.

James was still wearing his white shirt but had lost his tie. I felt his chest before running my hands down his body and onto his groin. He was still wearing his dress pants, and his belt was in the way, but I grabbed his dick through his pants. He was at least as big as Big Jim, and as hard as any dick I have ever touched.

James ran his hands over my body, gently lifting my breasts and feeling the weight of them. I moaned as I tried to undo his belt. Then I moaned harder as he placed his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed down. I knew what he wanted and I dropped to my knees.  I glanced at the open door and decided to leave it that way. A visitor would have to park at the top of our driveway in order to see inside. It made me feel extra naughty to take the chance.

James pulled down his zipper and fished out his hard dick. It was even darker than Big Jim. I was kneeling close enough that when he let go it slapped against my face. I laughed at the weight of the thing.

James grinned down at me as I wrapped my tiny white fingers around his dick and started stroking it. “Oh, I knew you wanted it. Go ahead, lick it and get it wet.” Oh, that voice is just divine.

I smiled up at him and said, “Oh, yes!” I kissed and licked the end of his dick while stroking the base with both hands. As I took his head into my mouth I used my hands to move my saliva down his shaft. I moaned and hummed my pleasure as I swirled my tongue around his head. James stared down at me, trying to burn his way into my soul with his eyes.

“Ok slut, lick my balls, get them wet too.” I’ve never liked guys testicles before but as I pulled them out of his pants I saw that these didn’t have any hair on them; they were big and heavy. I did as James instructed and licked his balls, one and then the other. He smelled sweaty, but clean. Manly, and sexy, and oh god he turned me on so much. I smiled up at James as I saw his head roll back and his eyes close.

I returned to his dick head and started fucking it with my mouth as I stroked my hands faster and faster on the base of his shaft. James wrapped his big strong black fingers into my wavy red hair and grabbed hold of my head again.  What would anyone think if they came to my door and saw me naked on my knees cock worshipping a fully clothed black businessman?

“Ok, slut, let me fuck your mouth now!” I stopped moving my head on my own and let James control our movements. I kept jacking the base of his cock, though, I wanted to make sure my hands were in place to keep him from going to deep.

What did James see as he stared down at me and fucked himself into my mouth? A tiny white girl? A redheaded slut? A horny bitch willing to fuck someone they barely knew? I don’t know what James saw, but I know what I saw as I looked up at James. I saw a big, burly black man who wanted to use his big dick on me to bust a nut. And I wanted to help him do it.

He started fucking faster and faster, “Oh, yes slut. Get ready for this nut. I’m going to come in your mouth! Or do you want me to come all over you? I can do it, I can pull out and spray you! Or do you want it in your mouth? Do you want to swallow it all? Or wear it?”

I couldn’t answer, of course, but I kept my tongue moving as much as possible, and I moaned my appreciation. I even dropped my right hand between my legs and started flicking my clit. I was getting close to coming when he thrust deeper than ever and hit the top of my throat. I gagged once and pushed him away a little as he started cumming in my mouth. I could feel the cum shooting up his cock and then it was in my mouth. Hot, and thick, and slimy. I tried to hold onto it, to hold it in my mouth, but it was too much and I started swallowing.

Before he finished shooting my own orgasm peaked, and I lost track of what he was doing. I kept swallowing, though. When I reopened my eyes James was staring at me with a cocky grin.

“That looked good for you, Gwen. Are you ok? I got a little carried away there just before the end.” He helped me to my feet and I reached up and kissed him on the cheek.

“Your dick is too big to go any further down, but it feels like I am going to enjoy it going up inside!”  I pushed the front door closed, just a little disappointed that there wasn’t anyone there watching.

“Come on, let’s go to bed and continue this!” I grabbed James by the hand and started pulling him toward my bedroom.

James followed for a moment with a cocky smile and then resisted. “How about back on the patio? Back where this started?”

I grinned and changed direction, still pulling lightly on his hand. It was still surreal that I was fully naked, while James was fully clothed. Except that his dick was still hanging out of his pants.

The only good place to fuck in my backyard, unless we wanted to rut on the ground, was the lounge I had been using to masturbate. I picked up the towel from the ground and spread it out. When I turned back to James he had the biggest pussy-eating grin on his face. He was also holding my big black dildo. “Is this what you were using?”

I flushed a little but decide to go for it, “Yes. I bought it just after you moved in. I call it Big Jim.” I took it from him and let my fingers trace his hand as I did.

He waived at his hardening dick, “You made a good choice. It’s pretty close to Little Jim here. It’s a little longer, but I think I’ve got it beat on girth. Why don’t you show me what you do with it?”

I lay down on the lounge and spread my knees. “I’ve usually got to warm up a little, but I don’t think that will be an issue this time.” I was already wet from my own orgasm, and the thought of getting pounded by Little Jim getting me ready.

Jim stepped next to me and started slowly taking off his clothes as he watched. First his cuffs, then one button at a time down the front of his dress shirt to reveal the white muscle shirt underneath. By the time he pulled his shirt off to reveal those broad muscular shoulders I had Big Jim sliding all the way in on each stroke.

I kept going slowly as he removed his shoes, but left his socks on. The white of his undershirt stretched across his chest was a vivid contrast to the dark black of his skin. His eyes roamed my naked body, taking in the way my boobs jiggled in time with my thrusts.

He dropped his pants and boxers at the same time, the noise of the belt buckle hitting the paving stones causing me to jump. Why is it that naked white guys in socks look silly, but James in his black socks looked like a fucking stud? He pulled off his undershirt as he stepped between my legs and started crawling up my body.

“You might want to get that out of the way, Gwen.” He didn’t really give me a lot of time, but I pulled Big Jim out, grabbed Little Jim and led him into my sex. His dick was harder, and hotter, than my toy. And he stretched me a little more.

Because I was already warmed up James was able to slide right in and start long slow strokes. I was wet enough that he was slicked up almost immediately, and in just a few pumps I had stretched to fit him. His dick felt so good. He was holding himself above me so I was able to rub my hands against his chest. I even tweaked his nipples a little, and that caused another grin to cross his face. In the low light my barely tanned hands practically glowed in contrast to his midnight skin. It was so hot to be fucked outside by this neighbor I had lusted over since we met.

I grabbed James around the neck and tried to pull him down onto me. He resisted for a moment and then lowered himself so that he was practically crushing me. He continued his slow strokes while I kissed his face; I even licked his lips to invite him in and then he crushed his lips against mine.  He sped up and gave me a dozen or so super fast strokes, causing me to gasp out loud. Then he pulled out and pushed himself upright.

“Wha… what?” I reached out toward him, confused.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me upright, too. “I want to watch your tight little white girl ass bounce on my dick.”

He kissed me again and then sat at the end of the lounge with his legs spread. He licked and kissed my breasts before spinning me around and pulling me onto his dick. “Bounce on me. Bounce on my dick. Take me all the way inside.”

I’ve got a nice ass, but I don’t know if it bounces much. I did the best I could, though. It’s hard to relax your glutes while using them to bounce up and down. James seemed to like what I was doing, though. “This looks so good. Use your fingers too, can you bring yourself off while fucking me?”

I slid a hand to our joined sex, and used the other to massage my boobs. I caught my reflection in my patio door. It was too dark to see myself clearly, and I couldn’t see James at all. I looked like a naked white woman masturbating outdoors, bouncing up and down. I wished that there was someone inside watching through the doorway.

I came and collapsed back onto James. He hugged his arms around me and groped my tits while I convulsed on top of him. He was still hard inside, making small movements while I came back to my senses.

“Oh, James. I… “

“I liked it too, but now it’s my turn. How do you want me to take you?” James lifted me off his dick as he stood up.

“From behind? Just bend me over and fuck my like crazy.”

“Behind?” I could hear the real question there, but there was no way.

“Not that way, I would need to work up to taking your dick there. I’ve never had more than a fingertip before. Just normal. Rough and hard, but normal.”

“We’ve got two weeks to work you up to taking my dick, but normal it is. For tonight.”

James bent me over the side of the lounge and slid himself home. Home inside my hot wet sex. He grabbed my shoulders for leverage and started pounding faster and faster. I used one hand to support myself and the other to massage my clit. James was going to come soon and I wanted to be ready to come with him.

I watched myself in the blurry reflection of my patio door. My boobs swung back and forth beneath me, and they shuddered with each slamming stroke. I could even, just barely, make out James fucking me from behind.

“Gwen.”

“Gwen, I’m going to come!”

“Gwen!” I felt three short slams as James buried himself all the way inside of me. I felt the pulse of each jolt of cum as he shot inside of me. I joined him in another orgasm. What was that, my fourth of the evening? How would I last two weeks?

James held my hips while we calmed down, and then pulled me up for another kiss. As we pulled apart he asked, “What time tomorrow morning would be best for a quickie before work?”