by Violet Blue
Finally, I couldn’t stand it anymore. I leaned in and kissed Maria hungrily; my hands roved all over her and began to unfasten the front of her dress. She kissed me back but then gently pushed me away when I began to pull her dress off of her.
“Please…please, darling. I’ve got work to do. I’m trying to pick out a stranger’s cock to fuck me. There are so many of them. If I don’t keep working, I’ll never decide which ones I want.”
“You think you might want more than one?” I asked breathlessly.
“Of course,” said Maria. “Who knows? Three, four, five… maybe ten. I don’t have to restrict myself, do I?”
I shook my head. “Then keep looking, and let me lick you.”
“All right,” she sighed. “But don’t distract me.”
“I love you, baby,” I breathed.
“I know,” she said wryly.
My dick gave a surge.
Normally, she would have given me the usual response—she loved me too. But these weren’t normal circumstances. Her detachment, her fixation, her total obsession with cock, or cocks—other men’s cocks, and an abstract quantity—made me fucking unbelievably hot. And I already knew that she loved me; otherwise, she’d never be able to do it this way.
She spread her legs, cocking her knees over the sides of the chair. The skirt came up easily; it was loose, and she wasn’t wearing a thing underneath. I moaned softly and went down on my knees, pressing my mouth to her cunt. She was smooth and slick and juicy. I began to lick eagerly.
I worked her clit with my tongue as she breathed rhythmically, sinking into the pleasure. She continued to comment on the dicks she was viewing. “This one has too much shaft, not enough head… I want something big at the top, don’t you agree?” She’d guide my face up from between her thighs and make me look at the dick that might fuck her, and agree or disagree with her—usually agree.
One time, I did disagree with her, when she nudged me away from my task after saying, “I could never do this one, darling. I think he’d positively rip me in two…don’t you think?”
She guided me up, made me look at a mammoth prick with foreskin pulled back, head purpled with arousal and drizzling precum. I caught my breath.
“I think it’s perfect,” I said.
“Really?” she said. “You’d have to lick me so good and get me really turned on to take it….”
“I would,” I begged. “I promise.”
“All right, then. We’ll bookmark this one,” she sighed. She pushed my face down between her thighs, and after that she didn’t have many comments or questions—just long, low moans as she built toward orgasm.
She was supposed to pick a dozen, maybe, or half a dozen to choose from. She settled on one. It was the particularly outlandish uncut cock with dripping precum. I thought at first it’d prove to be a hoax—and I can’t help but think maybe Maria did, as well. But it was not. When I went back to my spreadsheet, there he was: a good-looking thirtysomething black man, with a JPG of his face and one of both his face and dick. He was real.
Surely he’d prove boorish, unsuitable for the task. I met with him at a local pub, not too close to the house. His name was David. He was six-foot-four, soft spoken and charming. He explained he was uncut because he’d been raised in Guatemala by hippies. He brought his paperwork—testing for all the nasty bugs that might make this venture risky. He wanted to verify that this was something my girlfriend had initiated.
“Well…I initiated it,” I said. “But I think she’s as into it as I am at this point.”
“I have a hard time believing that,” said David with a grin; he could tell I was crazed for the idea. “You have a picture of her face?”
I’d brought one, a print, hard copy, something that couldn’t be duplicated or distributed. I pushed it over to him: Maria in a bikini, pretty as can be with full tits all but popping out of rainbow spandex.
“Holy crap,” he said. “She’s gorgeous. And you’ll be watching?”
I nodded.
“But not participating.”
“Unless she wants me to,” I said. “She won’t.” It was part of the dream—that I could be summoned at any time to help her out, to get her off, provide her a second cock, to hold her while he fucked her, or hold her open for him. But even that would be denied me.
“I’m going to jerk off, though. Do you mind that?”
“No.”
“That’s a relief.”
“All right,” he said. “Obviously, I’m game.”
I pushed across an index card with our address, a date, a time.
“I’ll be there,” he said.
“How would you like her?” I asked.
“Excuse me?”
“Dressed up…naked…lingerie… I mean, you won’t be going out or anything, but if you’ve got a costume you’re partial to…”
“She like high heels?”
“Loves them.”
“And stockings? Garter belt?”
“But of course.”
“She have a name?”
“I’d rather you didn’t call her by it,” I said nervously.
David grinned.
“No reason to know it, then, is there? And she won’t know mine?”
“Right.”
“I’ll see you Saturday.”
Maria greets him at the door dressed for action: black lace garter belt, black seamed stockings, black six-inch high heels. Her perfect tits are bare. The neighbors might be scandalized, if David’s great size didn’t shield her from their gaze. He’s wearing jeans and a dress shirt, black leather boots.
She kisses him at the door, on the lips, full of heat and lots of tongue. She leads him into the living room, where he accepts a beer from me and plants his mammoth bulk on the big white sofa. It’s summer, so the sun’s still out; the sliding glass door is open to the backyard and there’s a nice breeze coming through as, without conversation, Maria lowers herself to her knees and gets to work on his belt.
“Getting right to business, huh?” grins David, and takes a pull from his beer as she gets his pants open. He’s wearing cotton boxers; the fly comes open easily but his dick’s so big she has to work to get it through. I watch as Maria takes a deep breath of its scent and eases back the foreskin. She exposes its purple head, making a little savoring sound as she makes it clear how much she wants it.
“I’ve never sucked an uncut man before,” Maria says.
My own dick hardens instantly as her tongue begins to slide up and down on David’s prick.
The breeze from the backyard blows in as David relaxes into the sofa and sighs. Maria licks her way down to the base of his shaft, then back to the head; then she opens wide and swallows him, struggling as she gets it to the back of her throat. She comes back up for air and then bobs up and down on him, her mascara running down her cheeks. David glances over at me and grins.
I take my cock out and stroke it slowly. David gathers up Maria’s hair to give me and him a better view of her beautiful face as she works her mouth wetly up and down on his cock, drooling everywhere. Her tongue lolls out and works all around his cockhead, licking off the precum. The way she’s turned, on her hands and knees with her ass toward me, I can see her legs spread wide, exposing her cunt. Five minutes ago, my face was between her perfect thighs, licking her, stroking her, fluffing her. The taste of her cunt is strong in my mouth. I can almost feel her clit against my tongue as she comes up slowly, spreads her pretty stocking-clad legs, and gets on the couch.
She helps David off with his shirt, exposing a big, ripped chest with tattoos. His pants go easily down his legs until they’re gathered, with his boxers, around his ankles. She leans forward and suckles on his nipples softly, then kisses him as she reaches back and draws his foreskin down again, guiding his exposed cockhead to her sex. She works it between her lips and finds her hole; then, moaning, she sits down on it.
It takes a nice long time for her to work his cock into her; he’s so fucking big that I ca
n see her straining to take it. She might have an easier time if she added a little lube, but I know she likes it tight; she likes to work to get her cunt fucked. The head, in particular, seems to stretch her, but even once that’s inside she’s got to move her hips slowly around to push herself onto it. Once her pussy is stretched halfway down his shaft, she runs her hand all over it, feeling how full she is. She looks into his eyes and starts to fuck herself on top of him, kissing him periodically, tenderly, on the lips.
As they fuck, David easily kicks off his shoes, his pants, his boxers, even his socks—leaving him naked, fucking my girlfriend.
I stroke my cock but have to work not to shoot already. David glances over at me now and then, but Maria is completely ignoring me, which only makes me hotter. I watch as her slowly fucking strokes take her lower on David’s shaft, her cunt expanding to accommodate him, stretching to accept his length and girth. She’s crying out before five minutes have passed; then I see her fucking rapidly, reaching down to rub her clit.
She cries out wildly, jerking uncontrollably. She always comes fast in this position; it’s why she chose it to start with. She wants to come, and come, and come, the way I begged her to—and when I see her writhing on top of David, I know she’s just getting started.
After she’s climaxed the first time, she works herself off of him with slight difficulty and gets back down on her knees before him. David’s groaning softly as her mouth returns to his dick; she sucks his cock more eagerly than ever, savoring the taste of her own cunt. She looks up at him and begs, “Don’t come yet…please don’t come yet. I want you everywhere,” and she doesn’t have to spell it out—he knows what she means. If he can hold out, he’ll get that sweet ass, the one he probably jerked off to when looking at the JPGs of Maria’s perfect rear view. David chuckles and nods, and when Maria’s good and sated, his cock slick with drool again, she lets him guide her back onto the couch, spreading her wide as he positions himself between her opened legs.
He guides his cock back into her and slides it home. He starts fucking her as she moans; he gets her wrists and pins her down tight against the couch to give him better leverage. He starts fucking her slowly at first; within a minute, he’s pounding her to her steadily mounting cries. He leans in and sucks her nipples as he fucks her; then he leans back on his haunches and grabs her tightly, lifting her up and down on his bulk. She comes again, her body twisting and writhing. She doesn’t look over at me, but David does.
When she’s done coming the second time, she whispers, “Fuck me doggy-style…and then do my ass.” He helps her to her hands and knees on the big assortment of pillows I’ve arrayed for the occasion. She spreads her legs. He gets behind her. In this position, I know from experience, she’s really tight. He has to work to get his cock back into her, but then, she’s nice and wide and open.
He starts to fuck her, from behind; he’s pointed her face right at me so I can see her reaction as she’s getting pounded. I want to see her penetrated, so I come around and lean in close; I can smell her cunt, his cock, the sweat of both of them. David reaches out, grabs my hair, pulls me close to where his cock slides into Maria.
This is the last thing I was expecting, but the feel of his bulky hand on the back of my head makes my cock throb. Maria looks back and takes an obvious thrill in seeing me forced to watch her getting fucked; when David releases me with a grin, I look up meekly and kneel nearby as Maria’s eyes center on my face.
“Go get the lube,” he tells me.
Nervously, I rise; I’ve left the lube on the coffee table, close to them. I hold it out for him; he shakes his head and I obediently open the bottle. I pour it between Maria’s cheeks; I put some on my hand and gingerly reach down her back and rub the tight bud of her asshole, careful not to get any lube on Maria’s expensive garter belt or to touch David’s cock.
“Thanks,” he says. “Now you can sit down again.”
I return to my chair and start stroking myself again as Maria looks up at me and locks eyes. I watch as David eases his cock out of her, guides it to her asshole. She begins moaning crazily as he works to stretch her around him. What he doesn’t know is that I’ve already prepped her…my tongue spent half an hour in Maria’s rear entrance earlier, fluffing her for him, getting her ready to open for his cock. Even so, he’s big and she’s petite…so tight she has to struggle for it. He finally succeeds in getting his cockhead into her ass, and she gasps as it pops in. I watch the rapture on her face as she slowly takes it. He reaches out and grabs her hair; his other hand rests lazily on one asscheek, holding her open wide for his long strokes. He starts to fuck her gently as she moans, her hand going down between her legs and rubbing rapidly. She starts crying out, rhythmically, pumping herself back onto David’s cock as he fucks her in the ass.
And then she comes, louder than ever, her whole body jerking and shuddering as pleasure takes her over. “Come inside me,” she begs as she climaxes, and David grunts and starts fucking faster. It isn’t another thirty seconds before he grabs her hair more tightly, making her cry out as he cries out. He comes hard inside her asshole, and Maria moans. I can tell from the look on her face that she can feel it, slick up inside her.
When his cock softens and pops out, he helps her onto the couch and I hand him another beer. Maria spreads her legs and he fingers her for a while before she stops him, kisses him, and smiles.
David doesn’t need to be asked; he chuckles, finishes his beer, and gets his clothes on. Maria walks him to the door, kisses him as he leaves.
She shuts the door behind him, comes over to where I’m sitting. She leans down and plants her mouth on mine; I can taste the stranger’s cock.
“Thank you, baby,” she says.
“Did you like it?”
She smiles.
“A little bit too much,” she says. “Want to look at JPGs?”
I catch my breath. I nod.
She leads me to the computer, where I watch her page through cocks.
I always thought I’d be possessive—I never thought I’d like to share. But now I know different; my favorite night is when my girlfriend gets fucked by a man she’s never met. And she wouldn’t have it any other way.
ABOUT THE AUTHORS
ZACH ADDAMS is a San Francisco queer who has written erotica for the anthologies Love Under Foot, Three-Way and Master, as well as GoodVibes.com and Eros-Zine.com. He wants a girlfriend and a boyfriend but has so far succeeded only in being a total slut.
FELIX D’ANGELO has been writing erotica for years, but only made his first sale to Violet Blue’s Sweet Life 2: Erotic Fantasies for Couples. His work has since appeared on her Open Source Sex podcast and at GoodVibes.com, as well as in Best Bondage Erotica. He says the research for this story was oodles of fun.
JANINE ASHBLESS (janineashbless.blogspot.com) has two collections of erotic fantasy, fairy and paranormal stories, Cruel Enchantment and Dark Enchantment, and three erotic fantasy novels: Divine Torment, Burning Bright and Wild-wood . Her short stories have appeared in anthologies by Black Lace and Cleis.
KAT BLACK is a mild-mannered aspiring romance writer by day, mistress of wicked words by night. She is an enthusiastic newcomer to the steamy world of erotica following the success of her first sexy short story, which won runner-up in the Vulgari Prize for Erotic Fiction 2008.
ANDREA DALES’S (cyvarwydd.com) stories have appeared in a slew of anthologies and magazines. With coauthors, she has sold novels to Virgin Books and even more short stories. She has lived in Wales and based Pencraig on an actual castle that was saved from development by rare bats.
JAN DARBY is a lawyer and a storyteller, writing legal documents by day and lighthearted erotic romance by night. Her short stories have appeared at Ruthiesclub.com and Forthegirls.com and she has also published two novella-length erotic-romance romps.
AMANDA FOX is a wife, mother, fitness fanatic, writer, teacher, artist and hopeful humanitarian. As one half of a vanilla/chocolate love affair that has spanned
more than twenty years, her writing focuses mainly on interracial relationships. She’d love you to visit her at Foxtales.ca, Cleansheets or the Erotic Woman.
KAY JAYBEE (kayjaybee.me.uk) wrote the erotic anthology The Collector. A regular contributor to the website oystersandchocolate. com, Kay also has a number of stories published by Cleis Press, Black Lace, Xcite Books, Mammoth Books and Penguin.
D. L. KING is the editor of The Sweetest Kiss and Where the Girls Are, and also publishes the review site, Erotica Revealed. Find her stories in Girl Crazy, Best Women’s Erotica 09 and Best Lesbian Erotica 08 & 2010, among others. She’s published two novels.
JUDE MASON writes in a variety of genres and adores stretching the boundaries. The bulk of her work has been about D/s and femdom, but she enjoyed straying into fetish, pulp fiction, m/m or f/f, and sci-fi, among others. She has work in print, ebook form and audio.
N. T. MORLEY (ntmorley.com) is the author of sixteen published novels of erotic dominance and submission, including The Parlor, The Limousine, The Appointment, The Visitor, The Nightclub, and trilogies The Castle, The Office and The Library. Morley edited a double anthology, MASTER/slave, and has appeared in more than fifty anthologies.
EMILIE PARIS is the author of Valentine. Her short stories have appeared in anthologies including Naughty Stories from A to Z, volumes 1 & 3, in Sweet Life 1 & 2 and Taboo, and on the website goodvibes.com.
DYLAN REED is a bi San Francisco genderqueer with a serious thing for edgy midnight public misbehavior. Though several pseudonymous stories of Dylan’s have hit the net, this is Dylan’s first foray into hot bi cuckolding porn.