A few minutes later Gina came back to our bed. I pretended I was asleep. I knew he’d fucked her again. But I was not jealous. Actually, I was turned on!
Later that morning we were in the kitchen when Kyle came down in his undershorts. He acted like he was king of the walk. He patted Gina on the ass, then bent forward and planted a kiss on her breast. He looked at me and said, “You’re a lucky SOB to have such a fantastic wife. I never got married because I couldn’t find another woman like her.”
After he had eaten he got up, threw his arms around Gina, and French-kissed her right in front of me. He winked at me as he went upstairs to take a shower. When he called for a towel, Gina took one up to him. She didn’t come back right away. Finally I went upstairs to see what she was doing. Through the open bathroom door I saw her on her knees, sucking Kyle’s cock. Kyle just grinned at me.
After that Kyle began coming over on weekends, and I was often left alone in bed, or working around the house, while he and Gina fucked. Gina and I talked it through, and I assured her it was okay with me. She told me she would call it off anytime I wanted, but I explained that it really turned me on to think of her with Kyle, and it made our sex life better when he wasn’t there. Gina and I still love each other, so all of us are happy.—J.H., Grand Rapids, Michigan
THIS BAKERY MANAGER LOVES BLACK MEN, AND THEY CALL HER THE DONUT HO
A few months ago you published my letter telling about how I had spied on my sexy young wife Molly as she snuck off to a motel with two black guys who were doing some carpentry work at the bakery she manages. She was supposed to be working late, and I was supposed to be playing golf, but instead I watched through the motel window while she had all kinds of wild sex with her two black studs. This is what happened later that night.
I went back home, very turned on. I decided not to tell her what I’d seen, leaving open the possibility of seeing more of it in the future. Molly came home around ten o’clock, looking fairly fresh for someone who had just participated in an all-out fuckathon, I offered to make her a drink, asking how her work had gone.
“It’s a good thing I went back to the store,” Molly replied. “That new girl had everything screwed up!”
As she took a big sip from her drink I stepped behind her, reaching around and massaging her lovely tits while kissing her neck. Her boobs were still swollen with excitement. As I tried to slip my hand down her jeans she suddenly stopped me, setting her drink on the counter and turning around. In two seconds flat she had my pants and underwear down around my ankles. Dropping to her knees, she stroked my hard cock.
“Ummm! What got you so hard?” Molly asked.
“I missed you,” I said.
“It looks like my husband needs some special attention from his favorite bakery lady,” Molly said.
“Do blowjobs fall under that category?” I asked.
“They do tonight,” Molly said as she proceeded to deep-throat my swollen member. All I could think about while she sucked my cock was watching her earlier that evening with those two black studs, fucking them like an out-of-control nympho who couldn’t get enough dick. Finally I couldn’t take it any longer. “I’m going to come!” I announced.
Molly pulled my cock from her lips, stroking it rapidly. “Want to come in my mouth?” she asked.
I answered by shoving my cock back into her mouth and shooting my hot come down her eager throat.
Molly excused herself and went to the bathroom to clean up while I got ready for bed. As I watched TV in our bedroom the phone rang. It was Al, the night manager at Molly’s store, asking if she was home. She was out in the living room, so I hollered down the hallway that she had a phone call.
“I’ll take it in the kitchen,” Molly replied.
I told Al she’d be on in a minute. When Molly picked up on the other extension, I hung up, then got out of bed and slipped down the hallway, stopping just outside the kitchen. I heard her say, “By all means, put Biff on the phone.” There was a short pause. Then she said, “Hi!” By the sound of her voice I strongly suspected that Biff was one of the carpenters she had been fucking earlier that night.
When she spoke again it was in a lower tone. “What? What do you mean you’re not done with me yet? … Right now? That’s crazy! … Listen, how about tomorrow afternoon, while my husband’s at work? … Well yes, you know I want it! Oh god, I want it as much as you do! … Well, can you help me come up with something to tell my husband, so I can get out of the house? … Well okay, I’ll give it a try.”
I continued listening long enough to learn that she was to meet him down at her store before going back to their motel room.
Before Molly hung up the phone I hurried back to bed. She came into our room and told me that Al was unhappy with the carpenters’ work, and wanted her to come back to the store to help him supervise the rest of the remodeling, which just had to be done before opening time the next day.
“That’s okay,” I told her. “I have an early day tomorrow, and I need to get some sleep.”
She disappeared into the bathroom to touch up her makeup, then made a hasty exit out the door.
In no time at all I was up and dressed. I hopped into my van and headed back to their motel. I figured they would have kept the same room. I backed the van into the same spot I had occupied earlier, outside the window of their room. As before, I could see through the back windows of the van right into the room, without being seen myself.
Ten minutes later Molly’s car pulled up and parked close by. She got out, accompanied by Carl, the other carpenter she had been with earlier. As they approached the door to the room I heard him say, “Have any trouble getting out of the house?”
“No,” Molly replied. “Biff’s story worked great. But I almost got caught when I got home before.”
“How?” Carl asked.
“My husband wanted to have sex with me as soon as I walked in the door. My pussy was still full of your come, and Biff’s, and I had no idea how to explain that, so I pulled out his cock and have him a quick blowjob, right in the middle of our kitchen.”
With that they disappeared into the room. From my vantage point I could see the bed, but not much more, so the first thing I saw was Carl lying back on the bed, totally naked. Molly climbed on top of him for some 69 action. I saw that she had put on a garter belt, nylons and high heels for her late date. Carl began eating away at her tasty little bakery tart, while she proceeded to deep-throat his chocolate fuck-stick.
At that point I saw Biff, the other carpenter, pulling up in his truck. Evidently he had decided to put a few more men on the job, for he had brought two new black guys with him. He took a cooler from the truck and the three of them approached the room, pausing as they looked in the window.
“Check this out!” Biff said. “Carl’s warming her up for us.” He put the cooler down and opened it up, saying, “How ’bout we all have a beer and watch for awhile, and I’ll finish giving you the lowdown on this girl.”
“I’m cool with that,” one of the guys replied. From their later conversation I learned that his name was Harry, and the other guy was Sam.
“How’d you meet up with her?” Sam asked.
“She’s the bakery manager at a store we’ve been doing a job at,” Biff replied. “And she started coming on to us right from the start. Giving us free donuts and telling us how she really appreciated black guys, and that she’d love to party with us sometime. When we started working tonight, she told me that her husband was off playing golf or something, and she’d love to go someplace and have a drink with us before we got started. She said she’d show us both a good time.”
Just then Carl said something to Molly and she got on top of him, positioning herself to ride his big cock.
“Look at that!” Biff said. “Carl’s pleasing her, she loves to have his big black dick in her tight little pussy.” Evidently she was having a wonderful time for she now lowered her eager pussy onto his towering black shaft.
“No condoms
,” Sam remarked.
“Nope,” Biff said. “She’s been broke in right! The Donut Ho just loves riding bareback.”
“Finish telling us what happened when she came on to you,” Harry said.
“Well, we went out to a bar to have a drink,” Biff said. “I still wasn’t sure if this girl was for real, or just a dick tease. But then she put my hand on her thigh and pulled up her skirt, showing me those nylons and that sexy garter belt. I knew right then we were about to score big time.
“She’s got this real sexy voice and she actually talked our dicks hard, telling us how she’d go all out to please a couple of big black guys like us. Letting us play with those nice titties while she stroked our dicks under the table, right there at the bar. I slipped my hand up her skirt and said it was too bad she was wearing panties, and she said she’d gladly take them off if we’d just take her to a motel. Shit! She even offered to pay for the room.
“Well, before we left she went to the ladies’ room, and when she met us outside the bar she shoved her panties in my pocket. She gave me something else too.”
“What was it?” Sam asked.
“Bakery lube,” Biff replied, pulling a small bottle from his pocket. “I’m pleased to report that me and Carl both enjoyed a little back-door action with the Donut Ho earlier this evening.”
“No way!” Harry said. “She gave you an invite to fuck her up the ass?”
“She sure did,” Biff replied. “And she loved taking every inch of our big black dicks up that tight little asshole.”
By now Carl had moved Molly around and was fucking her doggie-style.
“Take a good look,” Biff said. “This girl loves taking black dick any way she can get it.”
“She won’t mind that you invited us along for a gang bang then?” Harry asked.
“Hell no!” Biff replied. “She’ll be happy to pull some extra booty duty.”
“Damn, all I can say is, you the man, Biff!” Sam said.
“You two wait here,” Biff said. “I’m going inside. I’ll let you know when it’s cool to come on in.”
Biff grabbed the cooler and knocked on the door. Carl stopped fucking Molly just long enough to let him inside. Then he went to the foot of the bed and motioned to Molly. She slid her ass toward him and raised her legs straight up into the air. He wrapped a hand around each of her ankles as she guided his giant cock into her waiting pussy.
When I saw Biff again he was totally naked. He came up to the window and cracked it open, so his buddies could listen in. Now we could all hear Molly begging Carl to fuck her deeper and harder, moaning loudly as he began to piston his mighty black shaft rapidly in and out of her cock-hungry cunt.
A few moments later Carl announced, “I’m ready to come!” He withdrew his cock, and Molly scrambled to sit on the edge of the bed so she could take it in her mouth as he delivered his load of hot come down her throat.
“Damn!” Sam exclaimed. “She swallows too!”
“I can’t wait to do that to her,” Harry added. “But I’m going to fuck her up the ass first!”
As Carl moved away, Biff sat down on the edge of the bed. Molly got off the bed and knelt down in front of him, her head dropping to his lap, her mouth devouring his huge dick.
“That’s it baby,” Biff said as she sucked on his hard cock. “Take it deep. Sorry I was late,” he went on, “but I had to stop and pick up a couple of things for you.”
Molly pulled his dick from her mouth. “Like what?” she asked.
“I brought along a couple of friends,” Biff said. “They’re both big bakery fans. Come on in and join the party, boys!” he called out.
Once the guys were inside I got out of the van and quickly assumed their post outside the window. Now that they were in the light, I could see that Harry and Sam were both younger, probably in their early twenties, and had extremely muscular bodies. Biff was standing up now, while Molly remained on her knees, stroking his cock.
“I was telling these boys how you run a real full-service bakery for your black clientele,” Biff said. “Offering up everything from bagels to blowjobs.”
“And let me guess,” Molly said, starting to giggle. “These two aren’t interested in bagels tonight.”
“We’ll let you be the judge of that,” Biff said. “C’mon boys, show our sexy bakery lady just what you got for her.”
Harry and Sam whipped out their dicks for Molly’s inspection. “Whoa!” she exclaimed. “You’re both huge!” She stroked their solid black shafts.
Molly was right—their cocks were fucking humongous! Harry’s was the biggest of all, well over ten inches, while Sam’s looked to be about nine inches long and was super-thick.
Harry reached down, touching Molly’s wedding ring. “Does your husband know you like wrapping that mouth around fat black dicks?” he asked.
“I sure hope not,” Molly replied. “I usually take care of guys like you in the afternoon while he’s at work, or when he’s out playing golf, like earlier this evening.”
“Ever had four black dicks at once?” Harry asked.
“I love being shared,” Molly replied. “I’ve done two at a time a lot, and three guys a few times, but you guys will be my first foursome.”
Two at a time, a lot! I thought. It was obvious that my supposedly faithful wife had been a slut for black cock for some time. My dick was so hard I thought I might come in my pants if I as much as touched it.
Molly climbed onto the bed, getting on all fours as Biff mounted her and started fucking her doggie-style. Harry and Sam stripped away their clothes. Harry then stuck his solid black shaft into her waiting mouth, while Sam played with her lovely tits.
The guys proceeded to work my wife through a variety of sexual positions as they all enjoyed her lovely body. At one point, as Molly was lustfully riding Sam’s thick black shaft, Biff pulled out his bottle of bakery lube. I watched as he stood at the foot of the bed, lubricating his massive tool before climbing aboard, then nudging the tip of his huge dick into her anal passage. “This is what I meant when I said we weren’t done with you yet,” Biff grinned. He slowly snaked his shiny black monster up her tight ass while Sam continued fucking her pussy.
Harry grabbed the bottle and lubed his magnificent cock in anticipation of getting his turn at her butt. When Biff finally exploded in Molly’s ass, the two of them hardly missed a beat as he pulled out and Harry quickly replaced him.
I watched in amazement as this woman, who had often told me that I was more than enough man to keep her satisfied, eagerly took a royal reaming up her ass and pussy by two black dicks that were nearly twice the size of mine. She moaned louder and louder as the two of them double-fucked her with their super-sized pricks, eventually making her come so hard I thought she might pass out. Sam pulled his cock out of her grasping, moaning, whimpering mouth, evidently saving himself for her ass.
Sure enough, as soon as Harry exploded into my wife’s anus, Sam took his place. He turned Molly onto her side and lay behind her, inserting his thick black shaft up her anal passage, reaching around her to play with her hard-nippled tits. Meanwhile Carl and Biff started to get dressed, telling Sam to hurry up. They had to get back to the bakery and finish up their job, and Sam was supposed to help them. “I’m coming!” Sam exclaimed as he shot his last load of come into my horny cock-loving little wife. “I’m coming. I’m coming now!”
“There’s only room for three in the truck,” Biff said. “So you need to catch a ride home with the bakery lady, Harry.”
“That’s cool,” Harry replied. “Cause I’m not done with her yet.”
I quickly got back into the van so the guys wouldn’t see me as they came out. When they were gone I went back to my post at the window. Harry was lying on the bed with Molly sitting on his cock. He played with her tits while they talked.
“This turned out to be my lucky night,” Molly said. “Getting shared by four black studs, and now I get to go one-on-one with my favorite.”
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sp; “How come I’m your favorite?” Harry asked.
“You’re the best looking, you have the best body, and most important, you’ve got the biggest black dick!” Molly said. “It’s so nice and hard, and I love the way you fuck me with it!”
Then she started moaning softly as Harry began pumping her pussy with his big cock. For the next half-hour the two of them proceeded to fuck like a couple of sex-crazed animals who couldn’t get enough of each other. Eventually their pace eased a bit, and they resumed talking.
“Are you ready to fuck me up the ass again?” Molly asked.
“Would you like that, baby?” Harry asked back.
“Umm-hmm!” Molly replied.
“I’m always willing to help a woman in need,” Harry said, rolling her onto her side and slipping his huge dick up her ass. “Ain’t nothing I like better than fucking a sexy married lady up her tight white ass!”
“I can tell you like it,” Molly panted, “You do it so fucking well!”
Harry began rubbing her clit as he fucked her harder, eventually bringing her to another intense orgasm and delivering another load of come deep inside her ass.
When she had recovered her breath, Molly said, “Listen, I’m getting my hair done after work tomorrow, but what are you doing Friday afternoon?”
“You!” Harry replied in a firm voice. “On your husband’s bed. With some of my friends. And taping it! What do you think of that, baby?” Molly moaned softly and started rubbing against him again, as I made a mental note to stay home from work on Friday and hide in the closet.
And I’ll tell you all about it in my next letter.—B. G., Salt Lake City, Utah
THEY WERE THREE VISITING FIREMEN, BUT HIS GIRL PUT OUT THEIR FLAMES
A few years ago my girlfriend Jeanette and I were on a ski vacation at a major resort, staying at a condo we co-owned at the time. Jeanette is a gorgeous blonde with a knockout body. One night, after returning from a great dinner that included plenty of drinks, we grabbed some more booze and mix and headed for the huge outdoor hot tub. It was fairly late and there was no one else around, so we stripped down and jumped in naked. It was a beautiful night, clear and starlit, and it was great being in the warm tub with two feet of snow all around us.
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