In part 1, my hungry sixteen-year-old pussy finally engulfed its first cock, and it was absolute heaven.
In part 2, I moved up from high school boys to college men – and a college woman named Tina – and several orgies – and sucking every big cock that agreed to slide down my throat.
In part 3, Tina met Rod, her perfect man, and I met Ted, the perfect man for me.
When we left off, Ted had just asked me to marry him and gave me a gigantic diamond ring, to match that his cock is also gigantic. I climbed on his long, thick black dick, slid down, and let out the most enthusiastic YES! that any marriage proposal ever received.
We set the wedding date for Valentine’s Day, one year to the day since we met. That gave us exactly six months to plan all of the 10,000 details that go into a wedding day, from food to clothing to music to invitations to a guest list to a venue.
As frantic a time as all that was, Ted and I always found the time and energy for my twice-daily injections of his sperm, every day. And his magnificent cock never lacked its shimmering coating of my pussy juices. Why get married, if you’re not going to have the best part of being husband and wife?
I had told Mom many times how wonderful Ted’s nine-inch black cock is, and why that’s a big percentage of why I love him so much. Intellectually, Mom understood that. But I knew she couldn’t really relate to what I was talking about. Ted and Mom and I talked it over, and we all agreed Mom ould suck Ted, so she would really understand why I love him so much, and why I couldn’t wait to be his wife.
Dad agreed to this plan, as long as it went no further than a blowjob.
Ten days before the wedding, Mom wore some of her sluttiest lingerie, with her pussy and ass naked. She lay across the bed, as Ted lay naked and hard, face-up on the bed. Mom slowly worked my fiancé’s enormous black cock down her throat, while Ted gently massaged Mom’s naked ass. Mom’s face was glowing joyously, and she was purring just like I do when I suck my Ted.
Afterward, Mom looked at me incredulously. “You get to suck him like that twice EVERY day?”
“Mmm-hmmmm!!”
“I’m so proud of you, Bree!” Mom beamed. “I couldn’t imagine a better husband for you. You chose well, baby.”
“So, you enjoyed that, Mom?”
“Oh, hell yeah. You were right, you can’t suck him without feeling a sense of true joy. When I get home, I plan to ride your father until his balls are completely emptied into me.”
“I plan to do the same to Ted tonight.”
Ted laughed. “Like mother, like daughter.”
*****
The wedding ceremony was so beautiful. Totally secular, as my family and I aren’t at all religious. To us, religion squeezes every last drop of joy out of life. The officiate spoke of love and joy and trust and kindness, and our mutual promise of forever worshipping each other not only with our words, but also with our bodies. It was just so beautiful.
In the limo from ceremony to reception, I realized I would no longer be fucking Ted as his girlfriend, but now and forever as his wife. I couldn’t wait to enjoy him as his wife. So, in the back seat of the limo, I sat cross-legged on the floor in my wedding gown, facing the love of my life. I unzipped his tuxedo. To my total delight, he was at his full nine-inch hardness, and dripping pre-come, so he slid effortlessly down my throat.
I gulped and gulped and gulped, and I licked the warm sperm off my mouth.
I realized I had just become the luckiest bride ever, in all three million years of human evolution.
At the reception, Tina commented that she’d never seen a bride glow quite so happily.
Mom accused me of having already gotten into the reception’s salad. “You have ranch dressing on your chin, Bree.”
“That’s not ranch dressing, Mom. That’s one hundred percent my loving husband. I just made our marriage official.”
Tina grinned. “That’s my girlfriend, always the happy little slut. But when? How?”
“Why do you think wedding limos have big back seats?”
The restaurant chef asked me to taste-test the cream of mushroom and spinach soup in his kitchen, that it’s to my satisfaction. “You should take a taste, too,” the chef told Ted.
To our surprise, nobody was in the kitchen.
“Well, Bree, I’ll leave you to enjoy the creamy soup,” the chef grinned.
Ted lifted me onto the kitchen counter, and he hiked up my wedding gown. “The chef told me to feed you creamy soup,” Ted grinned, unzipping his tux and thrusting and throbbing his way sssoooooooooooo deep into my hungry pussy.
“Mmmm, feed me lots of warm creamy soup, my love.”
Ten minutes later, we both emerged from the kitchen into the reception dining room, with thick “Black-Cock Soup” dribbling down both my legs, under my wedding gown. And his cock was drenched in my girl-juices, under his black trousers.
The chef winked at me. “So, you guys are fully official now, right?”
“Oh YES!” I purred. “The soup was warm, thick, and creamy. Ssssooo good!”
“I leaned down and kissed the front of my new husband’s trousers. “My compliments to the chef.”
“You two better skedaddle now,” our chef grinned. “Be on time for the Best Man’s toast to the happy new couple.”
*****
Ted’s “best man” was actually his female cousin.
“This clown kicked and squawked and fussed when I suggested he go to a Valentine’s Day dance last year. He met Bree there. Are you going to listen to your cousin more often?”
Tina and my mom were my bridesmaids.
After our wedding feast, Mom commented, “When Bree told me that Ted gave her fourteen orgasms on the night they met, I knew – long before Bree or Ted knew – that they were going to get married. My daughter had found her Happily Ever After.”
Tina added, “I have long shared the hottest studs between the two of us. When Bree told me Ted was strictly hands-off for me for the next three months, I knew my beloved had her Mister Right. When her Ted slid into me for the very first time, three months to the day later, I understood, this is not just a man, this is a sex GOD!”
“Ted tastes really good, too.” my slightly inebriated mom yelled out.
“Amen to that!” Tina and I eagerly agreed with Mom’s assessment.
“To Bree and Ted!” my dad toasted. “May their bed always be the SECOND happiest place on earth … after her mother’s and my bed, of course!”
The first dance was a record of Cher’s version of Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered. When Cher got to her improvised line, “I worship the trousers that cling to him,” I pulled Ted much closer to me. I smiled when his hard cock throbbed in his tux, right against my wedding gown and my naked pussy underneath. I sang along. “I worship the trousers that cling to him. Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered, am I.”
As we were saying thank you and good-bye to all our wedding guests, Mom summed it up perfectly.
“Now go on your honeymoon, and make some beautiful grandchildren for me!”
Tina said basically the same thing, in her own unique way: “Drain his balls for me, Bree.”
******
At the hotel, I lifted my wedding gown, and I left my veil on. I opened my husband’s zipper, shoved him on his back, and slowly slid down, down, down.
“Tina told me to drain your balls for her. But I’m not going to do that.”
Ted looked puzzled. “It’s our wedding night, and you’re not going to drain my balls?”
“I didn’t say that, love of my life. I said I’m not going to drain your balls for Tina. I’m going to drain your balls for ME!!”
With three loads in my pussy, I took a breather, to undress my husband while he undressed his wife.
I was on FIRE! I rotated between sucking him, missionary, doggy, prone-bone, 69, anal, then reverse order, then mixed it all up. When neither of us could come any more, we slept all wrapped up in each other’s arms for an hour or two. Until we were both once again so intensely horny for each other, that we could hardly stand it, not to be fucking each other senseless again.
The next day, Ted and I flew off for two weeks at our tropical island paradise. One of the big selling points for us, was that the hotel faces the nude beach.
We walked out of the hotel, both of us naked. I spread a blank on the beach, lying flat on my back, with a pillow under my neck. I stretched my arms skyward and spread my legs very wide open. He slid his sexy body between my arms, and he stretched out face-down on top of me. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, and my legs around his waist and cute butt. His enormous cock slid balls deep into me in one smooth, rapid motion. This is MY husband in MY pussy, I was sssooooo happy! We kissed and kissed, our tongues dancing around each other, as he thrust in and out, in and out, in and out, and my trembling pussy contracted tighter and tighter and tighter around MY man! I was purring like a kitten, so happy, and so in love, I was a sex kitten, I was HIS sex kitten, and I was ssssoooo happy! The climax of all those years of slut training,
He began to soften from his spectacular nine inches to a still very impressive soft six inches. My pussy had no more juices with which to coat his gorgeous cock.
Spent, we jumped and swam and played in the gentle surf. When my man got hard again, we fucked and fucked and FUCKED, standing in the gentle tide, my arms and legs around him.
Then we fucked on the beach some more.
A stunning brunette, five foot seven, stretched out on the beach, about fifty feet away, as Ted pulled up and slammed back down into my hungry slutty juicy slit.
The brunette unzipped her man, wrapped both hands around his very thick cock, and eagerly crammed him down her throat. She pulled her mouth back off of her man and kissed and licked all over his impressive hard-on.
Ted slammed into me again, and with a loud groan, he exploded deep in my pussy.
“You man has a beautiful dick!” the brunette called out to me,
“Thank you, so does yours.”
With that, the brunette popped her man out of her mouth and crammed him into her pussy. At the same time, Ted rolled me over and stuffed my ass.
All four of us moaned in unison, a quadruple simultaneous orgasm.
Her pussy and his cock still dripping, the brunette and her man walked over to us.
She and I locked into a 69 and ate the sperm out of each other.
“My name is….” the brunette began.
“Please don’t,” I interrupted. “It will be a way hotter memory for all of us if we remain anonymous strangers who shared a honeymoon moment on the beach.
We all picked up our towels and returned to our respective rooms, to fuck and suck in private.
Our tropical resort had a little glass-bottom boat. Ted and I chartered a private one-hour tour, just the two of us on deck, naked, kissing and hugging and stroking each other, and occasionally looking down at the fish and the seaweed and the kelp.
I winked at the captain, and he understood, turning away to give us some privacy. I leaned into my husband’s lap, and began playfully, joyously, kissing and licking and sucking and nibbling at the most beautiful cock mother nature has ever created.
I gobbled him balls deep, playfully lapping my tongue against his throat-fulling hard-on. Purring happily, I gulped down about half a dozen bursts of fresh, warm, yummy sperm. So sweet, so sticky, sssoooooooo damned GOOD!
The boat turned around to head back, and with sperm dripping down my chin, I watched the fish. Just as we were approaching the dock. Ted kissed away the sperm on my lips, and I licked up the last few drops from the corners of my mouth, and swallowed, just as the captain approached us.
“That was a delicious lunch,” I grinned at the captain. “Thank you for letting us feast in private.”
I turned to Ted, “I need to feed you a snack now, honey.”
Ted knelt down and kissed my pussy for just a fleeting moment. Then he led me to the beach, put me on my back, stretched out face-down between my legs, and he began to lick me in magical and wonderful ways. My clit let out three intense orgasms in rapid succession.
Then his tongue spent twenty minutes spoiling my g-spot absolutely rotten, until “she” began to flow. Once the dam burst, my g-spot was in endless wonderful non-stop orgasm. Ted sucked and nibbled my clit, and now I was flowing from both my clit and my g-spot at the same time, my g-spot flowing like a river, my clit in short intense bursts.
At that moment, the love I had been feeling for my man for a year, increased tenfold, maybe a hundred-fold. Very few men can make a woman orgasm from two different places at the same time. And here I am, this lucky little redhead slut, married to one of those few. I was in for unimagined joy, for the rest of my life. I could not plant enough appreciative kisses on his mouth, and on his cock. I could not show him enough of the love I feel for him. This wonderful and amazing man is my husband, MY husband!
There were only three restaurants on our honeymoon island paradise, plus our hotel had a nightly barbecue. There was a grocery store, but neither Ted nor I wanted to spend one second preparing and cooking food.
But the three restaurants had a varied enough menu, that during our two-week honeymoon, we rarely had the same meal, and then only several days apart.
The whole island understood that their cash cow was newlyweds who were horny for each other. So, when I arrived at a restaurant in a teeny tiny bikini, and Ted wore only the skimpiest swim trunks, and our hands were on each other’s reproductive parts for the whole meal, none of the staff scolded us, they just smiled to see so much love.
One night, we spotted the hot brunette and her stud, across the restaurant, She slid under the table and sucked her man. I looked at them, then I looked at our waiter, He nodded and smiled, and I slunk like a snake under the table. As always, my Ted tasted sssooo yummy! It was tough to take my mouth off of my man, when our meal arrived.
Before dessert arrived, Ted was under the table, nibbling at my swollen, pulsating clit. He emerged with a smeared face and a big smile. “I just had some pie,” Ted grinned, “Could you wrap up the apple pie? And we’ll eat it later in our room. “
“Very good, sir,” the waiter said, with a blank expression, How many other couples had done what we just did?
I glanced at the brunette, and her new husband was nowhere to be seen. Then I noticed something moving near her, and her husband emerged from under the table, grinning from ear to ear. The brunette winked at me, and I winked back.
As we all left the restaurant, the brunette whispered to me, “You and I chose well, who we married.”
“We sure did,” I kissed my Ted’s mouth while rubbing his crotch. The brunette leaned down and kissed her man’s crotch.
Whenever Ted and I were in our room, we were christening every horizontal surface in our room. The bed, of course, but also the carpeted floor, the sink counter, the kitchen island, the couch, the recliner chair, the table. I don’t think there was a minute of that two weeks that my man’s beautiful cock wasn’t in either my hand, my mouth, my pussy, or my ass. And I doubt there was one minute that my face wasn’t glowing and my grin stretched from ear to ear.
How many times during and since our honeymoon, have I said “I LOVE being a bbc wife,” and I mean it every time. Gotta be at least 1,000 times I’ve said that.
*****
At the end of our two weeks, I called Tina, to make sure she and Rod would pick us up from the airport, and to conform our arrival time.
I eagerly recounted every detail of our two-week honeymoon to Tina and Rod.
As Ted and I got in the back seat of the car, I asked Tina if she missed me.
“I love you girl. Of course I missed you.”
“Did you miss my pussy, Tina?”
“Did you miss MINE?”
“Uh-HUH!” Tina and I cooed in unison.
“I missed your pussy too, Bree.” Rod smiled.
“I love my new wife,” Ted added, “but I wouldn’t mind at all, feeling Tina’s tight little pussy wrapped around my cock again.”
“Foursome tonight?” I grinned.
“HELL, yeah!” came a chorus of four enthusiastic voices.
That first night back, I had Ted, Rod, and Tina in my mouth, and I had Ted and then Rod crammed so far up my pussy that I could NOT stop coming. They both stuffed Tina’s pussy, too. Tina and I 69ed and scissor fucked.
I have a GREAT life!
******
Tina noticed that Ted and I were even happier than ever, since we got married. Rod noticed, too.
About three months after I married Ted, Rod put a ring on Tina’s finger. Tina asked me to be her maid of honor.
Tina’s wedding gown had a low neckline and a high hemline. She was more stunning than ever.
“I think you’re causing a bulge in your groom’s tux,” I winked at Tina.
“Well, you’re my maid of honor. Your job is take care of things for me on my wedding day. So, go take care of it for me,” Tina kissed me hard on my mouth.
I told Rod I needed his help with my bridesmaid’s duties. I led him by the hand into the back room, where the wedding gifts were stacked up.
“Everyone can see your bride has you very hard. It just won’t do, to have you ripping a hole through your tux as you say your vows. Let me take care of that for you.”
I knelt down and unzipped the groom. He was smeared in pre-come. No cock ever glided down any woman’s throat so smoothly and easily.
After two explosions down my throat, I licked slow circles around and around Rod’s cock-head. He throbbed ssssoooooooo powerfully, so I swallowed him balls deep. He caressed my hair, thrust forward, and he let out a loud sexy groan. I swallowed hard, it was SO good!
“Are your balls empty now?”
“I think so,” Rod replied softly.
“Good, now go marry that hot brunette of yours.”
I checked in to see how Tina is doing.
“I see you took care of our problem for me,” Tina grinned.
I looked at her, puzzled.
She stepped closer and licked the sperm-spots off of my face. “Thank you, just for being YOU!”
The organ music began, and I led Tina to her dad, who walked her down the aisle.
“Dearly beloved…….”
******
Ted’s female cousin had pushed Ted toward going to the singles dance. where he and I met, and she had been “best man” at our wedding.
She had always been ambivalent about “interracial” relationships. But she saw how happy Ted and I were together, and how I worshipped his cock. She wanted a cock she could worship like that.
Life brought a handsome, sweet, kind, well-endowed white man her way, and she eagerly embraced that relationship. When she and her new boyfriend would drop by to visit us, she would hungrily kiss her man, while I kissed mine. One time, I looked into her eyes, with a silent dare. She looked back at me, her eyes saying, “challenge accepted.”
We both sank to our knees, unzipped our men, and began some of the most joyous sucking ever.
Ever since then, we have often fucked our men in front of each other. But out of respect for each other, we never turn that into a threesome or a foursome, or a partner swap.
******
When my mom turned 55, Ted and I talked and talked, trying to figure out what we could give Mom that wouldn’t just be another ho-hum gift, soon forgotten.
Tina came up with an idea. “Didn’t your mom absolutely love it when you let her suck Ted?”
“What are you getting at?”
“Would your dad be ok with your mom riding Ted, and him coming in her? It’s not like she can get pregnant anymore.”
The next day, I called Dad. “Can I talk to you without Mom hearing us?”
“She just left to go clothes shopping.”
“Oh good, so we have hours to talk…. Well, I want your approval to give Mom a very special birthday present.”
“What do you have in mind?”
“Remember how eagerly Mom rode you after we let her suck my Ted?”
“Oh, YEAH!” dad recalled wistfully.
“Can you imagine how hungry Mom will get for your cock, if we let her RIDE Ted? And let him come in her?”
“Oh yeah, your mom would LOVE that! And if you throw in Rod, too, your mother will NEVER take her mouth off my cock.”
“What is he saying?” Tina asked.
“Dad said let both Ted and Rod fuck my mom on her birthday, and you’ve got a deal.”
I’ve never seen my mom so happy. She grinned through the dots of sperm on her mouth and chin, sperm was streaming down both her legs, and she told me that’s the most thoughtful gift anyone ever gave her, and how she has the world’s most wonderful daughter. Mom kissed my mouth, then she kissed Ted’s cock and Rod’s cock. Mom could not stop saying “thank you.”
The next day, dad called me, and he also thanked me.
I heard Mom call out seductively “Hang up the phone, and slide that lovely cock of yours back into my pussy, where it BELONGS!” The phone disconnected very quickly. Ted and Rod had made Mom super-horny, and Dad was the beneficiary,
******
Ted and I had three wonderful and amazing years of just sucking and fucking every chance we got, when I began to get this powerful urge to create a tangible symbol of how much we love each other. I wanted a BABY, one Ted, Tina, Rod, and I could all raise together.
When I told Tina, she smiled. “I’ve been wanting Rod to knock me up for a while now, too.
After consulting our gynecologists, we both went off the pill. Our doctors told us it could take up to two months for our videos to completely flush out all of the sperm-blocking medication.
We had to make one major change in our sex lives. No more partner swaps. We couldn’t take a chance that we might get knocked up by each other’s husband.
I really wanted the memory of making our baby in doggy position, so until he fertilized my egg, all fucking was doggy style.
Tina just wanted a baby, and she would love that “creation story” no matter how it happened.
About seven weeks after I went of the pill, after we had tried so hard to put a baby in me, I told Ted “I’m at peak fertility tonight.”
I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist, as he carried me off to the bedroom. I sucked him until he was harder and bigger than a brick. He pumped some come down my throat, and I loved that, but I backed off. “Save that for putting a baby in me.”
I stretched out, face down on our bed. He gently pried my ass cheeks apart, and began fucking my wet, open, hungry pussy, slowly and deeply.
“Fuck me HARDER!” I moaned. “I need you to BLAST our baby into me.
Ted slammed and banged back there, and I absolutely LOVED it!
“I changed my mind,” I told Ted. “Slow it down. Pretend you’re an enormous syringe, slowly injecting life-giving medicine into me. Because tonight, your sperm is going to give life, inject life into me.”
Ted drew back, and slowly slid into me, like a slowly injecting syringe.
He was all the way in and coming, but it somehow didn’t seem quite right.
“I think I need a second injection. Even slower this time.”
Ted drew back again. and sank into me a millimeter at a time.
Three quarters of the way, he exploded powerfully, through my ass, into my pussy.
I closed my eyes, shuddered, and launched into one long wonderful non-stop orgasm.
In my mind, over 100 million sperm cells were casually doing the backstroke in my pussy, lost, and in no hurry to go anywhere. But one determined swimmer saw my egg and was hell-bent to reach it.
And then I felt it. I felt that determined swimmer entering my egg.
“YES!” I screamed joyously.
I kissed Ted’s still-dripping cock, and I purred, “Thank you.” I swallowed his still-hard gorgeous black cock, but I had already drained his balls.
“Thank you for putting our baby in me.”
“Doesn’t it take several days before you can test?”
“Well, of course, I’m going to test. But I just FELT your sperm entering my egg. I know you just put a baby into me, and I love you even more now, for knocking me up.”
The pee-on-a-stick test confirmed what I already knew: I was pregnant!
When I got to be about four months pregnant, I developed an interesting side-effect. I always love to suck my husband, and I do so once or twice every day. But pregnancy knocked my hormones completely out of control. I found myself needing – not just wanting – to suck the cock that injected our daughter into me, four and sometimes five times a day. I would start to feel really cranky and moody, but as soon as I would get that yummy black cock back down my throat, I became so joyful again.
Tina’s pregnancy also sent HER hormones into all kinds of scrambled-up craziness. The only thing that could make her feel better, was deep anal sex with her man. Rod would barely pump her ass full, when maybe an hour later, she’d be craving him again. We wore our poor men out. But we are their wives, they love us, and we were carrying their children, so they never said no to our intense cravings.
With our bellies swelling, scissors fucks between Tina and me became much more difficult to do. Luckily, 69 still worked for us, and that gave our husband much-needed breaks from their crazy nymphomaniacs, while still relieving our constant horniness.
Since this is a sex site, the moment of conception is all I’m going to say about being parents and about our children. Yes, our lives have included many activities that include our children, but those moments are separate from, and irrelevant to, telling you about my sex life.
******
I had never made a secret of one of my last few remaining unfulfilled fantasies. I wanted to make love with a stunningly beautiful black woman, an ebony goddess. I also wanted to watch her face light up the first time my husband slid his gorgeous big black cock into her. Ted’s last girlfriend had rejected his cock as just too big, so part of why I wanted an ebony goddess to fuck both me and my husband, was so he could regain that lost portion of hos self-confidence, to know that somewhere out there would be a black woman who enjoys his gorgeous enormous cock, as much as I do.
But where to find a bi ebony goddess, who is also an insatiable slut?
It was Christmas Eve, 2022. Tina and Rod dropped by, to share dinner with us, and to spend the night.
“I brought a very special present for you, Bree,” Tina grinned. “I’ll be right back.”
Tina headed out to her car, as Ted and I brought the Christmas Eve dinner from the kitchen to the dining room.
When we got to the dining room, Tina was standing there, holding the hand of a true ebony goddess. I would later learn that she’s five foot nine, and 38-25-36. She had very dark skin, even darker than my husband.
“This is Leticia,” Tina grinned. “She works in my office, and she’s my present to you this Christmas.”
Leticia grinned. “Tina told me that you are a very hot redhead, and she didn’t exaggerate. And she told me your husband is the sexiest black man on the planet. She didn’t lie about that, either. But I still need to find out of her other two statements are true.”
“Oh?” I asked. “What else did Tina tell you about us.”
“That your tongue is highly skilled on clits. And that your husband’s cock will stretch my pussy wider than any man has done before. I’m looking forward to personally testing both claims.”
I threw my arms around Tina’s neck, and kissed her mouth hungrily. “Thank you, baby. That’s the most wonderful present anyone has ever given me.”
I then kissed Leticia. “You’re an absolute goddess.”
I tossed my head back and moaned. I lifted my skirt, tugged down my panties, and handed them to Leticia.
“They’re so wet!” Leticia grinned.
“I guess kissing a true goddess has that effect on me.”
Leticia inhaled my panties. “Wow, Bree! You have the sweetest-smelling pussy! I bet you taste even better than you smell.”
Ted, Rod, and Tina all remarked in unison, “She does.”
“Well, then,” Leticia grinned, “I’m definitely looking forward to dessert.”
We all sat down to turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, green beans with almonds, fresh rolls, and wine.
Afterward, I offered Leticia a choice of apple or pumpkin pie.
“The only pie I want is Bree pie. With fresh warm whipped cream.”
“Come to think of it,” I grinned, “I’m hungry for chocolate Leticia cream pie.”
I led Tina by the hand to our bedroom. We were soon tossing each other’s clothing on the floor.
Have you ever tasted an ebony goddess? If you’re ever lucky enough to find one, make sure to have several servings. Sweetest, tastiest treat you’ll ever have the extreme pleasure to enjoy. From her sweet mouth to her diamond-hard nipples to her soft and pliable pussy, she is an absolutely delicious feast.
And mmm, does Leticia ever have a highly skilled tongue. And oh god, the way she nibbles a clit will have you absolutely floating on air.
I led Leticia, naked, to our couch, where we scissors-fucked until both our pussies were empty, while our thighs and bellies were a sticky, gooey mess.
I looked up, and Tina was watching us intently. “That was sssooo beautiful!” Tina smiled and winked.
I stripped Tina naked. “Thank you for bringing me Leticia.” I kissed Tina’s mouth, her neck, her breasts, her areolas, her nipples, her ribs, her navel, her pussy, her clit, her legs, her feet, and her toes. Then I flipped her over, and I kissed upward in reverse order. My kisses lingered quite a while on those two perfect little creases where her luscious ass cheeks join the tops of her sweet legs.
“Thank you,” I purred again.
Leticia stood up, wrapped her arms and legs around Tina, shoved her down on the couch, and proceeded to kiss and nibble Tina all over, then they, too, scissors fucked. I enjoyed hearing every moan, every purr, they both made.
I had Leticia follow five paces behind me, to the bedroom, where Ted was watching football on TV. I switched it off. He looked up, and smiled to see me naked.
Just then naked Leticia entered the room behind me.
I stripped Ted naked. “Even after that meal, Leticia is still hungry.”
“Thanks, Bree, I’ll take it from here.”
I sat in an armchair and watched intently.
Leticia kissed Ted’s come-swollen balls, and she began a slow lick up his shaft. Ted throbbed powerfully against her mouth.
“Tina and Bree didn’t lie,” Leticia grinned. “You really do have the biggest, the hardest, the most gorgeous cock I’ve ever seen.”
Just as it does with Tina and me, Leticia needed both hands to stuff him into her hungry pussy. Leticia threw her legs skyward, then wrapped them around his waist, resting her feet on his naked butt, as he slowly slid in and out of her.
After about thirty or thirty-five of Ted’s wonderful piston-strokes, Leticia yelled YES even louder than I do. Her pussy clamped down tight on Ted’s cock. They both shuddered, and both came hard. Leticia’s juices, and Ted’s, were pouring out of her stretched pussy, making the prettiest mess on the bedsheets.
Breathing heavily, Leticia cooed, “Mmmm! That’s the widest my pussy has ever been stretched. And I don’t think I’ve ever had so much warm, wonderful sperm in me. EVER!”
Leticia kissed my clit. “Thank you for sharing your wonderful husband with me!”
I kissed Ted’s spent cock. “See, I told you so. Not every black woman thinks your cock is too big!”
Leticia joined me in kissing Ted’s cock. “I for one think your cock is just RIGHT! You stretched me sssoooooooooo good!”
“I second that emotion,” I grinned.
Tina planted a kiss on my man, too. “I third it.”
“And don’t forget how Mom lit up when she sucked your cock,” I reminded him.
“Your ex was an idiot!” Tina agreed. “Women adore your cock. There are three seated naked in front of you right now, who crave and damned near worship your big hard beautiful black cock.”
Ted gathered us all in a naked group hug. Rod joined in the naked hug, too.
“Dude,” Rod smiled, “I’m straight, and even I know you have the best-looking cock I’ve ever seen, in real life or in porn. And I’ve seen how happy my wife gets, every time she gets to fuck you. So what. if one woman years ago, was scared of your cock. Everyone in this room loves you, man.”
Christmas morning, I couldn’t find Leticia anywhere. But there was a big box under the tree, which I hadn’t noticed last night.
“Open that box first,” Tina winked at me.
I slid the bow off the unwrapped box, and I peeled off the single strip of packaging tape. I pulled up the box flaps, and there was our missing ebony goddess. Naked, in fetal position. She stretched her arms skyward, and I climbed naked into the box on top of her. Leticia wrapped her arms and legs around me, as Tina, Ted, and Rod gathered around the box to watch us. Leticia and I rubbed clit against clit, and we came all over each other.
I looked up at Ted. “Help me up.”
Rod and Ted lifted me off of Leticia. I turned around, and I stepped back into the box, for a hot 69.
*****
Just before Christmas of 2023, Tina and I sold our houses. Ted and Rod and Tina and I bought a house together, for us and our kids. And it is big enough to expand our family in the future.
We have to pick our moments, of course, but all living under the same roof, afford us lots of opportunities for me to couple with Ted, Tina, and Rod one on one, or in a threesome or foursome, any time the urge overtakes any of us.
Every major holiday, about five times per year, Leticia now shares a meal and an orgy with Ted, Tina, Rod, and me.
And Tina and I plan to both go off the pill in March 2025. That should have us both ready for our second set of children in May. Then we will fuck only each other’s husband, until Rod knocks me up, and Ted knocks up Tina. We will then have four children, all raised as siblings, each with four parents.
I think my years of slut training have led to a wonderful and joyous life. I’ve never been happier than I am right now.
