At that very moment, there was a series of soft knocks at the hotel room door, and then Linda’s voice outside the door, saying, “Hello? Sally? Are you there?”
“Oh, I forgot to mention that Linda doesn’t know you’re here,” Sally explained to me in a forced whisper, “She thinks I’m alone. So why don’t you go hide in the bathroom, while I get her ‘in the mood’. I’ll let you know when it’s time for you to make your big entrance, and shock the holy shit out of her! Does that sound like fun, or what?”
I just rapidly nodded my head with an ear-to-ear grin on my face, as I was quickly making my way into the bathroom, and closing the bathroom door behind me. Then I quickly turned around and placed my ear up against the vertical crack between the bathroom door and its hinges, as I listened to what was getting ready to happen next in Sally’s and my hotel room.
“Hi, Sally.”
“Hi there, Linda. So what’s up with you and Pete?”
“If I don’t get pregnant pretty soon, I think Pete’s gonna divorce me,” Linda blurted out, and then emotionally fell apart.
“Oh, Sweetie, it can’t be that bad–” Sally said to her, trying to comfort her.
“It is! Believe me. I mean, I know Pete loves me. And of course, I love him too. But he really wants for us to start having kids. And we’ve been trying for years, but he can’t seem to get me pregnant, no matter what we do or how we do it. His sperm count is simply too low. At least, that’s what our family doctor says. And we don’t have the money for that artificial insemination stuff.”
“Now, now. Don’t you worry about a thing. Why don’t we two girls just go ahead and enjoy ourselves, like we always do? Okay?”
“Okay,” Linda responded after a long moment, as she was obviously trying hard to emotionally pull herself back together.
“Well, what’re you waitin’ for?” Sally asked, instantly switching over to that sarcastic voice and sassy attitude that I was all too familiar with. “Get them clothes off, Girl! Show me those awesome, big titties of yours. Yeah, that’s it. Just like that. Now don’t you feel better? What’s up with you anyway? Why are you makin’ me do the seducing? That’s always been your department, remember? So why don’t you stop worryin’ about this whole pregnancy thing, and focus on somethin’ much more important right now; like for instance, cumming your ass off. That’s what you really need right now.”
“Oh God, Linda! Your fingers are truly magical. Don’t stop!”
“I have to, Sweetie. I mean, we need to get out of these clothes, and get into bed first. But once again, you’re the one who’s normally taking my clothes off right now.”
There was a long gap in the two women’s conversation, during which I assumed that they were both getting undressed and climbing into bed together. At least, that’s what it sounded like through the bathroom door.
Finally, I heard Sally’s voice say, “So why don’t we stop beatin’ around the bush, and get right down to business. What do ya say? You wanna ‘trib’ with me, Girlfriend?”
“Sure. Let’s do it. I’m sorry, Sally. This pregnancy thing’s got me all screwed up in the head.”
“Don’t you worry about a thing. Sally’s gonna take care of you. You’ll see,” Sally said, trying to reassure Linda.
“How? You can’t get me pregnant, no matter how much you rub your little pussy against mine. And by the way, that feels awesome.”
“Yeah, it sure does. Doesn’t it?” Sally’s voice quickly agreed. “And you’re right. I can’t get your pregnant. But my husband can. And he wants to.”
“Oh–Ca–rl,” I heard Sally’s voice calling out loudly, in three distinct, sing-songy, overly-drawn-out syllables. “It’s time for you to quit fondling yourself in the bathroom, and make your big entrance, Sweetie. I sure hope you’ve got a hard-on.”
“You bet I do!” I called back truthfully, as I was opening the bathroom door and walking into the room, where I saw a naked Linda and my equally-naked wife scissoring away. Sally was on top of Linda, aggressively doing most of the hip thrusting.
I still had my clothes on, but my erect penis was jutting out through the pulled-down zipper at the front of my pants.
As I was slowly approaching the bed, and taking off my clothing in the process, I could hear Linda frantically telling Sally, “God damn it, Sally! I can’t believe you told your husband about me. About us. Does he know everything?”
“Yes, he does,” Sally responded, as she continued trib-humping away at her best friend’s pussy mound. “Carl finds you very attractive–just like I do–and he told me that he would love nothing more than to try to help you get pregnant today. So what do ya say?”
“Are you okay with this? I mean, with your husband…you know…”
“Fucking you?” Sally interrupted, finishing Linda’s statement for her.
“Yeah. That.”
“I’m much more than just ‘okay’ with it, Sweetie. I’m the one who asked him to do it. And he’s not just doin’ it for you. He’s also doin’ it for me.”
“What do you mean ‘for you?‘” Linda asked Sally.
“Just what I said. I wanna watch my husband have sex with my best friend. That sounds kind of kinky, doesn’t it?”
“Yes, it definitely does.”
“Well be that as it may, do you like Carl’s dick? Does it turn you on?”
Linda nodded her head, closing her eyes for a moment, obviously feeling pretty embarrassed.
“Tell ya what,” Sally continued. “Why don’t you go ahead and reach over, and touch it and feel it, while we’re tribbing? I’m sure Carl won’t mind. Will you, Carl?”
“No, Ma’am!” I said emphatically, climbing into bed with the two women, and kneeling beside them, to intentionally position my fully-erect penis right next to Linda’s face.
Linda grabbed hold of my dick with her hand, and began squeezing it and feeling it, while Sally continued her relentless tribbing.
“You see? That’s not so bad, is it?” Sally said to Linda.
“I’ve never had my hands on another man’s dick before,” Linda openly admitted to Sally; and then said to herself, in a much softer voice, “Oh my God. I can’t believe I’m really doing this.”
“That’s good,” Sally said. “Then you ought to be gettin’ really excited about now. Yeah, that’s it. Go ahead and cum, Baby.”
“Oh, shit! Fuuuuuck! Yeeeeees!” Linda screamed out, as she beared down, and began orgasming. I could hear the two women’s tribbing become much more noisy, as their sopping-wet vulvas kept slapping up against each other, and rubbing together.
And the whole time that she was cumming, Linda never let go of my dick.
“You see? I told you that I’d get her warmed up for you,” Sally said to me, with a devilish grin on her face, and an exaggerated wink of her eye. “Linda loves tribbing, just in case you can’t tell. Tag. You’re it,” Sally added, reaching out to playfully tap at my dick with the open, flat palm of her hand, as she climbed off of Linda’s pussy mound, and got up out of the bed to go over and sit in the chair by the side of the bed.
“Oh, I can tell alright,” I said to Sally, as I was positioning myself in between Linda’s spread legs, so that I could mount her missionary style. And I instantly noticed that, unlike Sally’s shaved-bare pussy, Linda’s entire pubic area was completely unshaven, and covered by a thick patch of kinky pubic hair.
“What are you waitin’ for, Cowboy?” Sally piped up, as she splayed her legs wide-open across the chair, and began fingering herself in earnest. “Come on. Mount that little black bitch, and let’s get this show on the road!”
At this point, Linda’s eyes were wide-open, in a shocked kind of look, as she was staring at my dick and balls, and not saying a word to me, or to Sally.
As I was gently rubbing the head of my penis up and down along the sopping-wet crack of Linda’s hairy chocolate pussy, I told her, “You know, I’ve never fucked a black woman before.”
“That’s okay,” Linda finally broke her silence to reassure me, “I’ve never fucked another woman’s husband before, either.”
“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” I asked Linda, giving her one last chance to back out. “I mean, I can stop right now, if you want me to. Just say the word.”
“Don’t you dare stop!” Linda reprimanded me harshly. “You’ve already gone way too far for us to turn back now. What I need you to do right now is to try to make a baby with me. So come on. Ride this ‘little black bitch’, ‘cuz she’s definitely in heat right now, and wantin’ your lily-white sperm in her pussy so badly that she can barely stand it.”
Upon hearing what Linda was just saying to me, Sally herself began experiencing an obvious orgasm, while still openly masturbating in the chair by the bed.
I simply eased my penis all the way up to into Linda’s wet pussy, in one long smooth motion. And I just left my dick buried to the hilt inside Linda, as I was trying to get used to the unique feeling of having her pussy wrapped around my erect penis. I mean, let’s face it. Every woman’s pussy feels different to a man’s dick, just like every man’s dick will feel different to a woman’s pussy.
I could barely believe that I was now fucking a black woman for the first time ever. And this wasn’t just any old black woman either. This particular black woman was cute as could be. And she was wanting me fuck her and hopefully get her pregnant. And my wife was sitting right there in the chair by the bed, watching me fuck her best friend. God, what a mental turn-on this whole situation was for me! It was like Heaven on Earth, as far as I was concerned. I could easily get used to this “cuckoldess” stuff.
“Well, what’re you waitin’ for, Carl?” Linda softly prodded me when she realized that I wasn’t thrusting away at her fuck-hole yet.
“Yeah, Carl. What’re you waitin’ for?” Sally sarcastically chimed right in.
“Nothing,” I said, and started humping away at Linda’s pussy like a madman. But as I was thrusting away, I was very careful to keep my whole torso supported on my stiffened-out arms, so that my pelvic area and my thighs were the only areas of my body that were actually coming into direct contact with Linda’s body.
The main advantage to this position, was that I could look down at Linda’s large breasts, and watch them bounce up and down on top of her own chest, while she was humping against my pubic bone with her pelvis. It also made the intercourse seem less personal. And I was pretty sure that Sally didn’t want me to ‘make love’ to her best friend. Sally had simply told me that she wanted me to ‘fuck’ her best friend. So I was trying to keep things as “clinical” as possible between Linda and me, and yet still “do the dirty deed” together.
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