At this point I turned towards Henry to address him directly, and he asked me, “What’s wrong with her?” as he was gesturing towards Sally.
“Oh there’s nothing to worry about. She does this shit because she knows it turns me on.”
“It turns me on too, Daddy,” Sally chimed in. “Do you want me to show the nice, black man how I tinkle?”
“Sally, would you please just shut up and play with your clit, like a good little girl?”
“Sure, Daddy. Whatever you want,” Sally replied in her little-girl voice, and then began masturbating herself in front of Henry and me.
“Henry, I know you’re gay, but would $1,000 cash be enough to make you change your mind about not having sex with my wife?” I asked, handing him over the cash, already assuming what his answer would be.
“I’d love to take you up on your offer, Mr. Camden, except for one thing. I think your wife is beautiful and all, but she doesn’t do anything for me in a sexual way. I’m not even hard right now. See?” Henry said, pulling his still-flaccid dick out of the front of his underwear, as proof. “And I’ve been looking right at your wife’s pussy, just like you have. But the difference is you’ve got a hard-on,” he said, gesturing towards the obvious bulge at the front of my lap.
“So then what you’re saying is that you want me to show you my hard-on first, so that you can get sexually excited?”
“Yes, precisely. But I don’t just want you to show it to me. I need you to let me touch it, and hold it, and play with it, and maybe even rub my own dick up against it. That’s the only way I can guarantee you that I’ll get a hard-on, so that I can fuck your wife, like you’re wanting me to.”
“Okay, you’ve got a deal,” I said to Henry.
“Yes, sir,” Henry said, shaking hands with me first, and then putting the $1,000 cash into his own wallet, and taking his pants and underwear all the way off to display his naked body.”
I unbuttoned the top of my pants, and pulled down my zipper, to let my pants fall down to the floor. And then, after stepping out of the leg-holes of the pants, I pulled my underwear all the way down, and took them off, before eventually sitting down in the chair, located at the side of the bed.
Henry followed me across the room and knelt down in front of me, so that he could begin touching and feeling my bare erect dick and my balls.
After a few minutes I asked Henry, “Is this what you needed?”
“Yes, sir,” he replied, standing up just long enough to show me that his penis was indeed well on its way to becoming fully-erect, before he knelt back down in front of me, and continued his skillful manipulations of my penis.
In fact, I couldn’t believe how good it felt to me, while Henry was fondling my penis. Sally had always handled my dick in such an awkward manner. But Henry knew exactly what to do to my penis, and how to handle it in just the right ways, in order to quickly get me really turned-on.
“Would you like to touch my dick?” Henry asked, standing up to place his now-fully-erect penis right in my face.
“Sure. If that’s what you need me to do,” I said hesitantly.
“I do,” Henry admitted to me. “Besides, I can tell that’s what you want to do, too.”
And Henry was absolutely right about that.
I reached across and placed my hands on Henry’s bare, black penis for the first time that night. His erect penis was not one of those gigantic black penises that we’ve all seen in the porn videos and photos. But it was a fairly large penis nevertheless. And especially so, when one considers Henry’s smaller body size. His erect dick was about 8 1/2 inches long, and about twice as big around as mine. Let’s just say I was envious.
And by the way, just for the record, Henry’s balls were quite large too, compared to mine.
I was slowly and methodically hand-pumping Henry’s foreskin up and down his long shaft, when I finally looked back over at Sally.
She was lying on the bed, on her back, with her legs spread far apart, and with one hand firmly planted in her pussy crack, and the other gently squeezing one of her small “AA”-cup size breasts, while she was staring at the large “package” between Henry’s legs.
“Better take a good look right now, Sally, ‘cuz this is the black penis that’s gonna be buried deep inside your womb in a little while, and possibly giving you a brand new mulatto baby to take care off.”
“Damn it, Carl! Henry’s gay. Don’t tease me like that,” Sally begged in her normal voice, completely dropping her little-girl façade.
“Oh, so you don’t think that Henry’s actually gonna fuck you? I’ll bet you $100 that you’re wrong.”
“You’re on,” Sally said.
“Okay.”
And then I did something that I never thought that I would do in a million years. I stuck Henry’s dick-head in my mouth, and started sucking on it, while I was still jacking up and down on his dick-shaft. I also tongued his piss-hole slit, and licked the underside of his shaft from time to time.
I could tell that Henry was getting really excited by my blowjob. And that’s when I abruptly pulled my mouth up off of his dick, and told him in a very quiet and calm voice, “Now I want you to honor our agreement. I want you to get on top of that bed right now, and fuck my God damn slut of a wife. And I want you to ‘do it’ in a missionary position. And when you get ready to cum, I want you to ejaculate deep inside her pussy, right up next to her cervix. Can you do all that for me, Henry?”
“Yes, Sir. I’ll be more than happy to,” Henry said. “But would it be okay with you if I taste her pussy first? I’ve never had sex with a white woman before. Heck, I’ve never had sex with any woman before.”
“Sure, Henry. Go right ahead and eat her nasty little pussy, if that’s what you really wanna do. But I gotta warn ya, it’s kind of got a fishy smell to it. And it really doesn’t taste that good either. Especially once she’s started cumming hard.”
“Damn it, Carl, why are you doin’ this to me?” Sally spewed out, with maximum vitriol.
“Hey, don’t blame me. You did this to yourself, Bitch!” I yelled right back at her. “You made your own bed. Now lie in it! In fact, I want you to beg Henry to eat your pussy. If fact, why don’t you do it in your little-girl voice?”
“Henry, please don’t do this? You could walk away right now, and no harm has been done,” Sally pleaded with Henry.
“Go ahead, Henry. What are you waitin’ for. I’m tellin’ you, she’s all yours right now,” I egged Henry on.
“Henry, I’m begging you,” Sally pleaded, “please don’t do this to me? I don’t wanna have sex with you right now.”
“Well, Ma’am,” Henry replied, “you sure have a funny way of showing it. From the looks of things, I’d say that you can’t wait to have my tongue in your pussy. Let’s see if I’m right…”
And with that, Henry moved over to the foot of the bed, and maneuvered his upper body over the top of the bed, between Sally’s spread legs. He stuck his head down into Sally’s crotch. And then he began licking, sucking, and tonguing her shaved pussy.
I was still sitting in the chair by the side of the bed, watching Henry go at it, as I continued fondling my penis just enough to keep from losing my erection, but not enough so that I would unintentionally cause myself to reach the “point of no return”, and start orgasming. I was actively trying to time that inevitable event to hopefully happen at the same time as Henry was filling up my wife’s vagina with his sperm. At least, that was my plan.
Meanwhile, Henry just kept lapping away at Sally’s pussy lips and her clitoris, like a thirsty dog at a bowl of water.
And I could tell that Henry was actually making her orgasm. Because every so often, Sally would grab Henry’s head between both hands, and push his face down into her pussy, while she road his head like a bucking bronco, and cried out stuff like, “Oh yeah!…That’s it…Eat me…Oh fuck yeah!…Lick my clit…Ooooh, that’s it, Baby!”
When Henry finally pulled his face up out of Sally’s super-wet pussy crack, he had her pussy-juices all over his nose, mouth and cheeks. And he looked so funny that it almost made me laugh out loud.
But when I looked down between Henry’s legs, and saw that he had lost some of his erection–so that his penis was now only about halfway erect–I started to get really worried.
“Hey, Henry, why don’t you come back over here, and rub that sexy dick of yours against mine for a little while. Just ’til you get your erection back, okay? What do ya say?”
I stood up from the chair, and walked over to where Henry was, at the foot of the bed. And while standing face-to-face, Henry and I began playfully “sword fighting” with our dicks, and jacking ourselves off in front of each other, with the very tips of our two dick-heads pressed together.
Sally was watching us, and fingering herself, as Henry’s dick quickly recovered, and became fully-erect once again.
“Okay. That’s great! You’re all ready to go again,” I told Henry. “So go get her, man. And if you start having any trouble keeping your erection, just close your eyes and fantasize that you’re fucking me in the ass. ‘Cuz in a way, a girl’s pussy really is kind of like a miniature ass. I mean, it’s got two cheeks, and a crack, and a hole, doesn’t it?”
Henry and I laughed at my joke, but Sally didn’t.
I could tell from the serious, no-nonsense look on her face, that she had finally “crossed the line.” I had seen it many times before in our own bedroom. I knew that Sally was feeling so horny and sexually excited, with so many orgasms under her belt, that all she wanted at that moment was a stiff dick in her fuck-hole, and some fresh sperm all over her cervix. And Sally wouldn’t give a shit at this point, if that “dick” and that “sperm” just happened to belong to a black dude, instead of a white guy, or a Hispanic guy.
Henry crawled up on top of the foot of the bed, kneeling between Sally’s spread legs, with her staring at his dark-skinned dick the whole time.
She reached down, grabbed hold of his shaft, and began rubbing the head of his dick up and down along the sopping-wet crack of her own pussy.
Then, after a few moments, she stuck the head of Henry’s dick up into her own vaginal entrance, reached around to grab his butt-cheeks, one in each hand, and pulled Henry’s hips towards hers, to get his dick to slide up deep inside her vagina.
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