“That’d be great!”
“You know Pete’s a very good-looking guy. Boy, I can’t wait to have your husband inside me.”
“He can’t wait, either,” Linda added, and both women laughed, just as their endless salad and bread sticks were being served.
“By the way, you didn’t tell Pete I was pregnant, did you?” Sally asked.
“You’re pregnant?” Linda replied. “Congratulations! When did that happen?”
“That night in the hotel room, when I was with Rico. I’m carrying his baby, as a matter of fact.”
“Wow! That must be cool!”
“Oh yeah, it’s ‘cool’ alright. If you call puking your guts out, just about every morning ‘cool’.”
“Well, be that as it may, I still wish I were pregnant, just like you.”
“Well, what’s important is that you don’t tell Pete that I’m pregnant, until sometime after he ‘does it’ with me. That way he’ll think that he could possibly fertilize me, and get me pregnant–especially when I tell him, right before we start, that I’m not using any birth control–and that type of thing really seems to turn men on a lot. Yeah, I know he’s shootin’ blanks, from what you told me. But that won’t matter at all in the heat of the passion. You do want me to actually make love to your husband, right? I mean, you don’t just want me to lie there, and let him ‘do me’, do you?”
“No. I definitely want you to treat Pete in bed as if he were your own husband, because I intend to be do the same thing with Carl. That is, if that’s okay with you.”
“I’m not the one you need to convince, my dear. Carl is. He’s the one who decided to be so ‘clinical’ with you the last time. I thought it was quite amusing, to be totally honest with you. ‘Cuz that’s just not Carl’s style at all. He tends to be very passionate about everything. But I think he was feelin’ embarrassed about ‘doing you’ in front of me. And so he was holdin’ back his emotions.”
“Would you please talk with him about that, and let him know that it’s okay with you if he gets passionate with me.”
“Sure, Sweetie. Anything for my favorite black girl.”
After both women had finished their lunches, and were walking back to their respective cars in the restaurant parking lot, Linda stopped Sally for a moment to say, “There’s one last thing I’ve gotta warn you about. Pete’s nowhere near as big as Carl is ‘down there’, if you know what I mean.”
“That’s perfectly okay. I’m sure I can live with it. I’ll just have to make do as best as I can.”
“Yeah. That’s exactly what I’ve been doin’ for the last 12 1/2 years,” Linda sarcastically replied.
“Oh, it can’t be that bad, can it?”
“Oh yeah? See ya Saturday night, Girlfriend,” Linda said. “And I’ll make sure not to wear any panties that night. In fact, why don’t we both put on our old high school cheer leading outfits–sans panties, of course–and give the guys a real thrill?”
“Wow, that’s an awesome idea! I can’t wait!” Sally said, as both women exchanged Hollywood-style fake kisses, one on each cheek, and then headed for their respective cars to leave.
As she was driving back to her house, Sally was wondering if she could still fit into her old cheer leader outfit. So she rummaged through the boxes in her closet, found the outfit, and put it on, just to see if it still fit her. And it fit like a glove. A tight glove, to be sure. But a glove, nevertheless.
* * * * *
Okay, gang. This is Carl joining you once again, and shifting this whole narrative to first-person in the process…
Sally and I arrived at Pete and Linda’s home just a few minutes after 8:00 PM on Saturday, as planned. As we were pulling up to the house, to park the car out at the front curb, Sally had made me promise not to let Pete know that she was pregnant. She said that she wanted him to get maximum pleasure from their first-ever intercourse together. And she said that, for a guy, that meant letting him think that there was a chance that he could impregnate her that night. She also admitted to me that she was going to tell Pete that she wasn’t using any birth control, just to “spice things up a little more for him”.
I immediately thought to myself, You’re assuming that Pete having his dick inside of a foreign pussy for the first time ever isn’t enough to automatically make him orgasm his ass off! I would imagine that he’d still do that, even if you told him that your were already pregnant. I know I would. But hey, I’ll play it however you want me to, Sweetie.”
Pete met us at the front door and ushered me into the living room. Meanwhile, Linda took Sally by the hand and led her to the upstairs bedroom, so that both women could secretly change into their high school cheer leader outfits. Of course, I didn’t find that part out until later.
“So, Carl,” Pete said to me, as we were sitting down on the sofa in the living room. “Before we get started here, are you sure you’re okay with me fucking your wife while you watch?”
“Sure. Just as long as you’re okay with me fucking your wife while you watch,” I answered bluntly.
“Be my guest. I can’t seem to get her pregnant anyway,” Pete admitted to me. “And we’ve been trying for a long time to start a family.”
“Yeah, I know. That’s what Sally told me.”
“So how was it? You know? That very first time with my wife?”
“Very clinical, actually. I pretty much slipped my penis up into Linda’s vagina, moved it in and out a few times, and then fertilized her. And Sally was there the whole time, watching everything take place. So I didn’t actually ‘make love’ to Linda, per se. I mean, there wasn’t any kissing, or hugging, or anything like that going on between us. Like I said, it was all very clinical.”
“But would you like to passionately ‘make love’ to Linda tonight? You know? With all the kissing, and stuff?”
“Oh hell yes! That is, if you don’t mind.”
“Of course, I don’t mind. Just as long as you don’t mind me making mad, passionate love to Sally tonight, right there in the same room with you.”
“I don’t know if Linda told you, but I’m actually a cuckold. I thoroughly enjoy watching my wife have sex with other men,” I confessed.
“Well, after tonight, who knows? I just might become a cuckold, too,” Pete admitted.
At that moment, the two women came bounding down the staircase from the upstairs bedroom, and energetically ran into the living room, jumping up and down in front of Pete and me. We were seated on opposite ends of the large sofa. And the unexpected, middle-age ‘cheer leaders’ were waving their pompoms in the air, and performing high kicks every so often, just to tease us men, and also to let us see that they didn’t have any panties on underneath their extremely-short, pleated cheer leader skirts.
Sally and Linda immediately went right into one of their old high school cheer routines. And at the very end of the routine, they both turned around, bent over at the waist, and flipped the rear of their pleated skirts up over their backs, to show Pet and me their bare pussies and butts for just a few moments, before they turned back around, facing us, and launched right into another cheer routine.
It seemed to me that Pete was uncomfortable with the situation. More specifically, about me getting an eyeful of his wife’s bare, kinky-haired pussy, and her butt. So I tried to break the ice, by unzipping my pants, pulling my dick out, and fondling it, right in front of Pete.
Even though he seemed intimidated by what I was doing, Pete went ahead and unzipped his pants too. But instead of pulling his dick out, like I had done, he reached down inside the front of his underwear waistband, and began fondling himself. It was like he was ashamed to show me his penis, once he was looking at mine. And that seemed very strange to me at the time.
Then the two ‘girls’ quit cheering. And Pete and I both clapped for them, and wolf-whistled at them, as they were teasingly and very slowly removing their cheer leader outfits to eventually get naked in front of us.
At that point, both women began fondling their own bare breasts, as well as reaching down in their crotches, and teasingly finger-tweaking their own pussies from time to time, indicating that they were both ready for the “games” to begin.
I stood up, removed all my clothing, and then sat back down on the sofa, with my rock-hard penis jutting out from my crotch.
Linda moved over to stand in front of me, with her pussy right in my face. Then she leaned over, grabbed hold of my dick-shaft, and began squeezing it and feeling it, while she was hungrily licking her lips, and staring into my eyes, with that “come fuck me” look.
I looked over at Pete to see what his reaction was to his wife now fondling my bare dick. And he wasn’t even paying any attention to me at all.
Instead, Pete had his eyes locked on Sally’s shaved, baby-bare pussy mound, as she was standing right in front of him, with her legs spread apart, and her pelvis tilted forward. And she was teasingly pulling her pussy crack wide-open for him, so that he could get a good look at it. And then Sally said to him, “Well, come on, Big Boy. Is this the pussy you’ve been wantin’ to fuck for so long?”
“You bet it is!” Pete said to Sally, and then stood up and began taking off his clothes, starting with his shirt.
When Pete, took off his shirt that night, I was truly impressed. I found out later that Pete was a fireman by profession. And his only real hobby was going to the gym religiously. Consequently, he had a rock-hard, overly-muscular body, that no heterosexual woman in her right mind would ever find unattractive. Add to that his 6′ 1″ height, and his large powder blue eyes, framed by his dark brown hair, and you’ve pretty much got “God’s gift to womankind”. A true GQ kind of guy who could have easily been a Chippendales dancer. At least, that was my initial impression of Pete.
On the other hand, I realized that I was nothing to write home about, as far as physical appearance went. Sure, I guess I was cute, in my own way. At least, that’s what Sally was always telling me. But I wasn’t even in Pete’s league, looks-wise.
However, that still didn’t stop Sally from loving me deeply. At least, I assumed that she still did, despite all the shit that had recently gone down between her and her previous Latin lover, Rico. I mean Sally and I were living together in the same house again. And I was willing to let bygones be bygones, in order to help Sally get through her pregnancy, so that she could hopefully go on to deliver a healthy half-Anglo/half-Hispanic baby.
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