by Thomas Henry
Then I saw them. PD was stretched out on a sofa…with Karen in his arms. My first reaction was relief that it was just the two of them and that she appeared to be okay. And then I was stabbed with a pang of jealousy. And then my balls contracted and my cock stirred.
Karen was “dressed” in a bra, panties, and stockings…complete with garter belt. The pure white of her lingerie gave her an aura of chastity, notwithstanding the fact that she was kissing and caressing a buck-naked man.
I thought it a bit odd that PD was totally naked, but Karen wasn’t. I wondered if she had kept her underwear on as a stalling tactic, waiting for me to get there. I remembered telling her how Mai once had done that to keep a guy from fucking her until I could sneak into the house and watch. Maybe Karen had remembered the story and decided to employ the same strategy.
So, Karen was still in her panties while in the clutches of a naked man who had been nick-named Panty Dropper. The irony was not lost on me.
Karen held the back of PD’s head with one hand as they kissed. Her other hand slid up and down his back and over his shoulder. He had one arm under her, his hand grasping the back of her neck. His other hand was massaging her breast and squeezing her nipple through the sheer fabric of her bra.
Max grabbed my arm with both hands and whispered, “My god she hot!” She pulled me toward the loveseat that sat opposite the sofa. “Sit down! I gotta watch!”
She didn’t have to ask twice. As I slid into the loveseat next to her, I automatically draped my arm around her shoulders. It wasn’t until my hand touched her bare arm that I thought about what I was doing and wondered if it offended her. I was about to move my arm, but she put her hand on my thigh and snuggled against me. She rubbed her muscular thighs together and whispered, “She making me wet already.” Then she put her lips next to my ear and whispered very softly, “You okay with me hitting on her if I get a chance?”
I took another deep breath as my cock started to throb. “So long as I get to watch.”
Max’s hand flitted from my thigh to my swelling penis and back to my thigh. “Damn, baby! You hard already!”
I was momentarily distracted by the fact that Max had run her hand over my cock. I remembered what she had said earlier. Oh, Sugar…don’t you know…some doors swing both ways. My balls wondered if the door was going to swing both ways tonight. My cock swelled a little more.
“Pay no attention to him,” I said as I nodded toward my crotch. “He has a mind of his own.”
“Uh-huh. Don’t they all?”
Max’s attention was focused on Karen, who was still holding PD’s head and sliding her hand up and down his back as they continued to kiss. He kept his grip on the back of her neck with one hand, but now his free hand was between her breasts, fumbling with the front of her bra. After a few seconds, the bra came apart and one of her breasts sprang free.
PD brushed the bra cups aside, totally exposing both breasts. He grasped one and squeezed, rubbing her nipple between his fingers. Karen arched her back as if she was trying to press her chest against his.
PD released her breast and slid his hand to the small of her back. He pulled her tight against him, crushing her breasts against his chest. He slid his hand down and ran his palm around the swell of her ass, all the while keeping her body tight against his as they continued their passionate kiss.
After a couple of minutes, PD rolled away from her a bit so that he could slide his hand around to her stomach. That gave me my first glimpse of his rigid cock. It was like a good-sized banana, thick in the middle and tapering in an upward curve toward the head. I wondered if that upward curve would make the head rub against Karen’s g-spot if he fucked her face-to-face.
PD slid his hand down to Karen’s pussy. She shifted her hips and spread her legs a bit for him. My heart skipped a beat and my stomach lurched when I saw the nearly transparent wet spot glistening on the crotch of her white panties.
When PD began massaging her crotch with his fingertips, Karen gave an upward thrust with her hips and broke off the kiss. She moaned and rolled her head toward me with her eyes closed. She slowly opened them and gazed right at me. Even in the low light, I could see how glassy they were. I knew she could see me, but I got no indication that she actually was seeing me.
Karen’s eyes shifted to Max and seemed to come into focus. She looked back at me and stared for a few seconds before turning her head away. I tried to interpret the look I had seen in her eyes. Anger? Jealousy? Defiance? All three? I couldn’t be sure.
Seemingly oblivious of my presence, PD roughly sucked at Karen’s breasts and bit her nipples as he worked his fingers under the waistband of her panties. His fingertips wriggled under the elastic, and then he pushed his hand deep inside. He rubbed her bare clit in a tight little circle. When he slid his two middle fingers into her, she gasped and arched her back again.
Karen let go of his head and took an underhand grip on his cock. She started stroking and tugging at it, almost as if she was begging him to give it to her. They locked into a noisy, passionate kiss, swapping tongues and rubbing noses.
A phone rang nearby, shrill and annoying. I tried to pinpoint the source. Karen’s bag was sitting next to the coffee table. I was pretty sure it was coming from there.
Karen and PD ignored the noise, and after about a half-dozen rings, it stopped. A few seconds later, the phone chimed. The caller had left a message. A moment later, the phone began to ring again. After a half-dozen rings, it stopped. Then it began to ring again.
I heard Karen mumble, “Gotta be my husband.”
When the phone began to ring yet again, PD reached over and fished it out of Karen’s bag. He looked at the screen and touched it with his thumb. Then he lifted it to his ear.
“Yeah?” He listened for a moment. “Yeah, she right here.” Karen shook her head and slid down the sofa. She started sucking PD’s cock. “Um…no, she can’t talk right now. Well, she…ah…” His voice broke as Karen licked his balls and the underside of his cock. “Um, yeah…she busy at the moment. Yeah, yeah, she okay. But she can’t talk right now.” He listened for a few seconds. “Well, because she got her mouth full of my dick, that’s why.”
He pulled the phone away from his ear and touched the screen with his thumb. He smiled as he gazed down at Karen sucking the head of his cock. “Hubby seem a little upset.” A few seconds later, the phone began to ring again. He glanced at it and shook his head. “Oh, hell no!”
He looked around and saw me. I assumed he recognized me from the club, but I had no idea if he knew of my relationship with Karen. Regardless, he tossed her phone to me. “Here, you talk to him. I got better things to do.”
Just as I caught the phone, it stopped ringing. I assumed that it had gone to voicemail and that Ted would call again in a moment. There was no way I was going to talk to him. I didn’t want him to know that I had found Karen, and I didn’t want him to have any suspicion that I was involved with what she was doing. I was about to turn her phone off, but then I got an inspiration.
When Karen’s phone began to ring again, I answered it with Facetime, being careful to hold the phone at an angle that prevented Ted from seeing me. I didn’t utter a sound.
I quickly switched to the camera on the back of the phone and pointed it at Karen. There wasn’t a lot of light, but the little image in the corner of the screen told me there was enough for Ted to see Karen lying between PD’s legs, sucking his cock and running her tongue all around his balls.
I was pretty sure neither of them was aware that Ted was watching, but he obviously was. He went berserk. With the phone at arm’s length, I couldn’t make out much of what he was saying, but his flushed face and wild eyes told the whole story.
Max was squirming beside me. She was squeezing a nipple with one hand while rubbing her pussy with the other.
PD reached down beside the sofa and picked up a baggie containing what appeared to be clear medicine capsules filled with white powder. He picked out one of the capsu
les and pulled it apart, holding the full half upright so the powder didn’t spill out.
“Here you go, Baby. Try some of this.” He sprinkled the powder down the length of his cock.
Karen hesitated.
“Go ahead, Baby. Suck it off me.”
Karen looked toward me. I wasn’t sure if she was looking at me or the phone I was holding.
“Go ahead, Baby. It won’t hurt you. Believe me, you gonna love it.”
Karen gazed up at PD and smiled. She stuck out her tongue and ran it up and down the length of his shaft until the powder was pretty much gone. Then she engulfed him and began sucking again in earnest.
I’ve never had any experience with drugs, aside from trying pakalolo a couple of times when I was in college. But from documentaries I’d seen on television and the comment Sally made earlier, I was pretty sure PD had just given Karen a hit of “Molly.” I tried to remember the effects of MDMA. Something about stimulating the release of serotonin. Increased energy. Feelings of empathy and closeness to others. Distortions in time and perception. Enhanced enjoyment from tactile experiences, including sex…
What was it Sally had said to Max? You can keep Lover-Boy here calm while they get her high and have some fun with her. My stomach knotted. Why was PD trying to get her high? What more “fun” could he have that Karen wasn’t already itching to give him?
“That’s it, Baby. Get it all.” PD dropped the baggie next to the sofa and watched as Karen deep-throated him, sucking his cock free of any traces of the white powder.
I glanced at Karen’s phone. The battery charge was down to 16%. I figured I’d better save some for later, so I abruptly ended the Facetime call with Ted. I assumed he’d call right back, so I turned off the ringer. Then I decided to go one step further and turned off the phone. I slipped it into my pocket.
PD pulled Karen up beside him again. They resumed kissing and fondling each other. He slipped his hand back down the front of her panties and plunged his two middle fingers into her. She tugged on his cock with both hands.
The knot in my stomach was smothered by the ache in my balls. My cock strained against my pants, trying to become fully erect. Max had spread her thighs and hiked up her dress. She was shamelessly rubbing her clit with one hand while she massaged her breasts and squeezed her nipples with the other.
My natural impulse was to give Max a hand…literally. I had to remind myself that she was a lesbian. She’d probably slug me if I touched her.
PD tugged Karen’s panties down her thighs. She had put them on last, so her garter belt and stockings remained in place as he worked her panties off over the stilettos that were still strapped to her ankles.
Karen spread her legs slightly. Her folds glistened from her own lubrication. She was primed and raring to be fucked.
PD shifted his position and rolled onto his knees between Karen’s thighs. She scooted over toward the center of the sofa and spread herself wide open to him. He lay down on top of her with the head of his cock nestled against her pussy. My heart climbed into my throat when she wrapped her white fingers around his ebony shaft. She ran the head of his cock through her folds and then lifted her hips to guide him into her.
Karen was so wet that PD pushed balls-deep into her with one fluid thrust. She pulled his head down into another passionate kiss as he started to work her pussy with his cock. He was slow and gentle, yet forceful and demanding. He knew exactly what to do to drive Karen wild. Each time he stroked her, he seemed to pull back three inches and then push in six.
Over the next half-hour or so, PD brought Karen to half a dozen quivering, head-shaking, toe-curling orgasms. I was impressed that he could do that again and again without losing control himself. Of course, the fact that he had pumped a load of sperm into Amy a little earlier probably helped to take the edge off.
Karen and PD were locked in a tight embrace, swapping tongues and breathing hard. Their bodies glistened with sweat. They made obscene squishing noises as PD’s cock probed the depths of Karen’s belly. My cock was tight as a drum, and my balls ached. And my stomach was in turmoil. I decided that Ted should be seeing this, too.
I pulled out Karen’s phone and turned it on again. The display said she had seventeen messages. I assumed they all were from Ted, and I was tempted to listen to some of them, but I decided not to invade Karen’s privacy. The irony of that logic was not lost on me as I smiled to myself and initiated another Facetime call with Ted. I had the camera pointed into the darkness of the night sky.
He answered immediately. With the phone at arm’s length, I could barely hear him say, “Karen? Karen!” I lowered the phone until the camera focused on Karen and PD. Ted went silent, but his eyes said it all as he watched his wife in the throes of genuine passion with the handsome black bull.
Karen’s thighs started to tremble again. She pulled at the PD’s ass with both hands. “Ohhh…I’m gonna cum again! Give it to me…give it to me!”
“What you want, Baby? Hmmm? Tell me what you want.”
Karen gasped and wrapped her arms tight around his neck. “You know what I want! Give to me!”
“Give you what, Baby? My big black dick? You want my big black dick?”
“No! Yes! Yes…but I want you to…”
“What you want from me Baby?”
“Oh, don’t tease! You know what I want…”
“You want what I gave that other little white girl, huh? That what you want?”
Karen’s nods were almost frantic. “Yes…yes!”
“So you tellin’ me you want my baby juice deep in your tight little pussy?”
Karen nodded again and locked her ankles around his back. “Please…I’m cumming…please!”
“Say it, Baby. Tell me you want me to nut inside you.”
“Ooooh, god! I’m cumming! Cum with me!”
“Where you want it, Baby? Tell me where you want it.”
“Cum in me! Cum in me! Please…I wanna feel your hot sperm deep inside me.”
My stomach stirred at Karen’s words…words I knew she meant for me to hear. I wondered if she was at all aware that Ted was watching, too. He was glaring at his phone. I could only guess at what he was feeling.
And I knew from experience the effect Karen’s words would have on the PD. Sure enough, he pushed deep into her and gave a tortured groan.
“Here comes, Baby. Here comes! Oh, I’m gonna fill you up!”
I saw his balls tighten and the base of his cock pulse as he pumped his semen deep into Karen’s belly. My stomach churned and my balls ached. I could feel precum seeping from my cock.
Max groaned and clamped her hand between her thighs. “Sweet Jesus!”
Karen shook her head and curled her toes as her own orgasm overwhelmed her. She clung to PD’s neck and gasped, “Oh god yes! Yes, yes, yes! I can feel it…so warm…so warm…oh…”
My stomach roiled, and my heart…well my heart…I just didn’t have the words for how heavy my heart felt as I watched my woman being “bred” by another man. I was stupefied by the incongruity of my body’s response. How could something so gut-wrenching be so stimulating at the same time? My balls ached, and my cock was in agony from the confines of my pants.
Karen and PD kissed and caressed as their breathing calmed. They were both dripping with perspiration. He continued to stroke her slowly, occasionally flexing his hips as he pumped additional spurts of semen into her.
Finally, his softening cock slithered out of her, followed by a torrent of his thick semen. He gave Karen a final kiss on the lips, and then on her nipples, before he flopped down on his back beside her. They both lay there panting, their bodies drenched with sweat…and his ebony cock glossy with a mixture of their juices.
After a few minutes, Karen rolled onto her side and wriggled her way down to his groin. She grasped his penis and licked it up and down, sucking it clean. She rolled onto her knees and buried her face in his crotch, licking and sucking his balls. She wanted more, and she was trying to get h
im hard again. But considering the workout he’d had with both Karen and Amy, I had my doubts that PD was up to it again so soon.
I was caught by surprise when another naked man knelt on the sofa behind Karen. He was sporting a huge erection, and before she even knew he was there, he grasped her hips and plunged into her. He was one of the bulls who had been in her scene at the club. Asian…Korean, I think…with straight, shoulder-length black hair and a heavily muscular body decorated with myriad brightly colored tattoos.
Karen squealed and turned her head. Her shocked expression melted into a smile. “Oh…hiiiiii…” She arched her back and lifted her butt to give the new guy better access to her sex. Then she resumed sucking PD’s cock.
At first, I thought Karen had recognized the new guy as one of the bulls from her scene at the club, but then I remembered that she had been blindfolded the whole time. So far as she knew, this guy was a total stranger. I was a bit taken aback by her eagerness to let him fuck her.
PD reached down next to the sofa and pulled another capsule from the baggie. He pulled it apart and held the full half with one hand while he took a fistful of Karen’s hair with the other. He pulled her head up, forcing her to abandon his cock. “Here, Baby.” He held the capsule right in front of her face. “Stick out your tongue.” The Korean bull stopped thrusting and held her hips tight against his groin.
I was surprised at how readily Karen complied. She stuck out her tongue and held it still while PD tapped the capsule with his fingertip, emptying it of the white powder. Karen swallowed a couple of times and grimaced. Then she licked her lips.
I wondered why he had given her another dose of Molly. Despite her sucking and licking, PD’s cock remained flaccid, and he looked like he might be done for the night.
But PD’s motive became obvious when I suddenly noticed that there were other naked men standing all around us, ogling Karen and stroking their cocks. I guess I had been so absorbed in watching Karen that I hadn’t even been aware of their arrival.