Be careful What You Ask For

“Be careful what you ask for”, my wife said as we had just finished having some of the best sex in our three year marriage and lay exhausted in bed. Isn’t that what they say, she asked. We had begun the festivities by watching my favorite porn and hot, older woman with a very well-endowed black man. Sharon would then relate a story about her and her previous boyfriend also black and also very well-endowed. She was a very good story teller with great detail and would cum hard while telling me these stories. My personal favorite was when her boyfriend surprised her by having another black guy at his house when Sharon showed up. He said he had been bragging about this little white slut and his friend wanted to meet her. He paraded Sharon in front of his friend , pulling up her skirt and showing her ass to him saying, how do you like this nice ass? It soon became clear that Sharon was to fuck them both. Being the “anything goes girl” Sharon quickly agreed. Her graphically detailed account of this adventure made me cum hard and fast. Her skill at storytelling was only topped by her skills at sex. She freely admitted that she loved black cock and had repeated that scene with her boyfriend and his friends many times. Since I had mentioned, maybe a time or two too many, that I would like to watch her fuck a black guy, this prompted her warning. It’s not that I didn’t listen to her or that I didn’t believe her it’s just a cliché’, I was thinking with the little head. I persisted by saying, I can handle it, no problem. With more persuading, I got Sharon to agree to call Jerry, her black boyfriend and see if he was interested. I was surprised when they talked for quite some time like old friends reconnecting. This should have been my first clue but again, the little head prevailed. They made a date for us to meet at a hotel for drinks which was her idea. For once I listened to her when she said, I don’t want to bring this into our house or for Jerry to know where we live. I completely agreed if for no other reason but to not derail the plan. As we got dressed to go, I was surprised by her outfit. Sharon is of medium height, about 5’ 7”, a slim body but well above average breasts. She was wearing a clingy black dress, tight and short. The plunging neck and pushup bra made it look like her tits would pop out at the slightest movement. In response to my concerned look, she said, Jerry always likes me to dress slutty. She lifted her dress to reveal she wasn’t wearing panties saying, he doesn’t like panties either. When we arrived at the hotel bar, every person in the place, men and women turned to look at Sharon. Their eyes followed her to the table where Jerry rose to greet her with a full embrace and a lingering kiss. It felt like they all knew the deal and I should have realized then that they were right. Jerry was a tall, very muscular guy with broad shoulders and thick biceps. He smiled at Sharon as she sat down and said, a Moscow Mule right, pushing the familiar copper cup over to her. Sorry, man, I don’t what you drink he said dismissively. Excuse my rudeness, Sharon said, this is my husband, Bill. I reached over to shake his hand but he barely acknowledged my presence. I watched them chat and was more than a little disturbed by their familiarity. They both sat close together touching and smiling as they caught up with each others’ lives. They largely ignored me so I walked over to the bar and ordered a drink, a double. When I returned to the table, Sharon asked, are you ready to go? Go where?, I asked. A part of me hoped that she meant that she wanted to go home. Sharon looked over at Jerry who held up a key card and smiled. Isn’t this what you wanted?” Sharon asked. Not feeling as confident but not willing to show any weakness, I said of course, let’s do it with all the bravado I could muster. As we walked to the elevator I looked at the people watching us and felt as though they knew exactly what was about to happen. It was more than a little disconcerting. Once the elevator doors closed, Jerry pulled Sharon close and kissed her deeply while running his hand over her ass, lifting up her dress. You certainly have kept in good shape, I always liked this tight body, he said squeezing her ass. The elevator bell sounded but they didn’t break from their embrace until the doors began to close. Sharon was flustered as she arranged herself and walked out of the elevator toward the hotel room. As she smiled at me and touched my arm, I found myself wondering if I had ever seen her so aroused. When the hotel door closed behind us, Jerry instructed me to sit in the chair facing the couch. He pulled Sharon down to his lap and they began to again kiss deeply both running their hands over each other. Jerry pulled Sharon’s dress down off her shoulders, unhooked her bra and as her tits were freed, began to suck on her nipples hard while he squeezed them tight. Her head rolled back and she moaned with pleasure. I felt myself thinking that I didn’t know she like it that rough. As she began to un button his shirt, he spread her legs and rubbed her pussy, rubbing her clit with his finger. This is the pussy I remember, he said . His finger disappeared into her wet pussy followed by two others as she moaned and gyrated her hips, breathing hard. They paused to fully remove his shirt while she rubbed his cock through his pants. She stood up and pulled her dress over her head and stood in front of him swaying and cupping her tits while rubbing her nipples with the thumbs. Do you remember all of this, she asked breathlessly. Oh yeah, baby, Jerry said as he stood to remove his pants. I remember something else, as he pushed her down to his knees. Let’s see if you remember this. He pushed down his underwear and exposed his cock. Sharon had told me stories about Jerry and told me he had a big cock but she clearly understated the size of it. It was about 9” and very thick and it was even fully erect yet. Sharon stroked his cock and looked over to me and asked, is this what you want, you want me to suck this big black cock? You want to watch me take it deep into my mouth and gag? You want to watch me lick and suck his balls? This was not a question because there was no way I could stop her even if I wanted to. She didn’t wait for me to answer as she sucked his cock hard and deep. Jerry put his hand on her head and pushed his cock deeper into her mouth using his hips to get even deeper. She withdrew and her saliva dripped off his massive cock. She went down to his balls and licked them and sucked them as he moaned and said, you are a good little cocksucker. Lick my black balls, baby. He picked her up then laid on the couch pulling her on top of him so he could eat her pussy while she continued to suck his cock. I missed this big black cock, Jerry she said. I missed how good you eat my pussy too. Doesn’t that white boy eat your pussy? Sharon said, not like you do. She turned around and straddled him while she guided his cock into her pussy lowering herself until he was balls deep. As she raised herself up and down she said, oh baby, your cock is so big and hard you know how much I love your black cock. Then she turned to look at me and said, Is this what you wanted? To see my wet pussy being stretched out by this big, black cock? Do you like to watch me riding Jerry’s cock? I was dumbfounded and unable to reply but her knowing look said it all. Soon she came as her body trembled she lay down on Jerry’s chest and kissed him deeply and said I want you to take me from behind. Jerry pushed her off, bent her over the couch arm and said I’m going to pound this pussy. He looked over at me as he made a show out of shoving his cock into Sharon’s pussy and then pulling it out repeatedly. Don’t that white boy fuck you lie this, he asked. Nobody fucks me like you do, Sharon replied. He reached down and pulled her arms back and used them as leverage to drive his cock even deep into her pussy. Soon she was cumming again this one a long loud moan that lasted for several seconds. Where do you want it, baby, Jerry asked. You know how much I want you to cum in my pussy but I want you to cum in my face and in my mouth. I want him to see how much I like your cum. You can cum in my pussy the second time. All of this was new to me. First, Sharon rarely let me cum in her mouth and she never let me cum in her face. Also, what was this about the second time. Would I have to sit through this again? I was shocked back into reality by Jerry withdrawing and pushing Sharon onto her knees. She sucked his cock and massaged his balls as her encouraged him by saying, come on Jerry, give me your load. I want to take your cum down my throat and all over my face. Drain your balls on me. This worked because soon, Jerry said, I’m cumming, bitch, take it. He released a massive cum shot, several different spurts into her mouth and all over her face. She looked up at him and smiled. Then she looked over at me and opened her mouth to show me the massive cum shot there. Smiling again she made a show of swallowing and then licking her lips. Not done, she pushed the cum that was on her face into her mouth with her fingers. That was so good, baby she said as she began to suck Jerry’s cock and clean any remaining cum off it. Standing up, she said, I’m going to clean up a little before the next round. I watched her walk toward the bathroom with an exaggerated sway of her hips and remembered her words Be careful what you ask for. The words continued to echo in my head as I walked out of the hotel room and drove home.