September 2006

I’m having a lot of trouble in this class,” Celia confessed to her university teaching assistant, Emily. “Biology just isn’t my subject.”"Don’t worry about it,” Emily said. “I had trouble with this class the first time I took it, and now I help the professor. It’s only your second year in college. You just need a little guidance.”

“Will you help me?” Celia asked.

“That’s why I’m here,” Emily said. She moved her chair closer and rested her hand on Celia’s thigh. “Let’s start with a basic anatomy lesson. Where is my heart?”

Celia pointed to Emily’s chest. “No, show me.” Emily took Celia’s hand and placed it over her breast. Celia could feel Emily’s hard nipple poking through her tight red sweater. Emily grinned at Celia, her blonde ponytail bouncing as she nodded. “Good job. Now where are my lungs?”

Nervously, Celia pressed her hands over both of Emily’s breasts, her fingers pointing towards her chin. “Oooh,” Emily sighed. “That feels nice, doesn’t it?” She put her hands on Celia’s thighs, sliding them slowly up her short skirt. “Would you like to continue this anatomy lesson?”

“Definitely,” Celia said.

“Good. Let me show you something.” Emily hopped up onto the lab table and parted her legs. She wore nothing underneath her short skirt, and her pussy was carefully trimmed, but already shiny and wet. “These are my labia,” she said, pulling apart her cunt lips. “Here is my clitoris,” she pulled at the bud of her clit. “Give me your hand.” Emily guided Celia’s fingers into her cunt. “And that’s my g-spot.”

“I thought g-spots were a myth.” Celia said. Her fingers were already dripping with Emily’s warm honey.

“Oh they’re definitely real. Take off your panties and I’ll show you.” The women switched places, Celia sitting slightly above Emily on the lab table with her legs spread wide, exposing her dripping snatch to her tutor.

Emily parted Celia’s cunt lips and delicately tongued her clit. “The clitoris is really just like the head of a penis, you know.”

“I know, I know,” Celia moaned. “Don’t stop.”

Emily laughed and resumed her lecture, stroking Celia’s clit lightly with her knuckles as she eased her fingers into Celia’s cunt. “Personally, I think men say the g-spot is a myth because they don’t know where to find it. But I do.”

Celia was squirming, pushing her hips down onto Emily’s fingers, and her thighs were trembling. Emily pressed against the walls of her pussy with two fingers as she continued to stroke Celia’s clit. “How does that feel?” she asked.

“Incredible,” Celia moaned, biting her lip. Emily pressed harder, moving her fingers in a circular motion, massaging Celia’s g-spot.

“Ooh, ooh, I’m coming,” Celia howled, humping Emily’s fingers madly as she spurted wet cunt juice all over the graduate assistant’s hand. Emily withdrew her fingers and licked them thoughtfully, tasting Celia’s pussy on her skin.

“Come back tomorrow,” Emily said. “We’ll do some more work then.”

At four o’clock the next day, Celia entered the biology lab. Emily was standing over a table, wearing a short white lab coat and high heels. “Back for another lesson?” Emily asked, grinning.

“Definitely. I’m improving already.”

“Good, because I’m going to give you a little quiz today.” Emily unbuttoned the lab coat. She was naked underneath. Her breasts were full, but stood high and proud, and the neatly trimmed pussy Celia had examined yesterday was again wet and ready.

Celia sat obediently in front of Emily. “I’d like you to locate my clitoris.” Celia’s slim fingers stroked Emily’s clit. “Good. And now, can you find my g-spot again?” Still stroking Emily’s stiffening clit, Celia pressed her other hand against Emily’s wet cunt, sliding two fingers inside. She felt along the sides of Emily’s sheath, pressing down until Emily began to gasp. “That’s it, that’s it,” she sighed.

“You’re doing very well,” Emily managed to say, but her breathing was quickening and her nipples were taut. “Now locate my clit with your tongue.” Celia, the dutiful scholar, leaned forward and touched her tongue to Emily’s clit, and then began to lick, rhythmically stroking. “Now I’d like you to locate my rectum.”

Still licking and massaging Emily’s g-spot, Celia slid her other wet fingers back to Emily’s asshole, pressing on the rosebud until it yielded and opened for her. “Oh yes,” Emily said. “Now fuck my ass while you eat me.”

Assuming she had passed the quiz, Celia licked faster as she thrust her finger in and out of Emily’s ass. Emily was noisy, shrieking and moaning as Celia slurped at her pussy and fucked both her holes. Clenching her thighs against Celia’s ears, Emily came again and again, until she collapsed and Celia pulled her mouth away from Emily’s burning cunt.

“How did I do?” Celia asked innocently.

“You’re a terrific student. But we’ll have to keep meeting to ensure that your studies don’t get neglected.”

And that is exactly what they did

My girlfriend Sonia had always been a little adventurous sexually, but she still caught me off guard when she started getting interested in anal sex. I’d tried it once with a previous girlfriend, but her asshole had been too tight and I’d never been able to get my cock all the way in. Since Sonia was a petite woman with an incredibly tight pussy, I figured she’d have the same problem, but she was determined to give it a try.

One night when she was riding my cock, straddling my hips with her short, slender legs, she paused bouncing up and down long enough to reach over and grab a small vibrator. As she resumed thrusting up and down on my throbbing cock, she reached behind herself and began to work the vibe into her asshole. I put my hands up on her small tits, covering them with my palms and working the nipples with my thumb to help her relax.

Sonia’s eyes were closed in concentration and she was breathing heavily, her chin-length hair falling forward over her face. Her normally creamy porcelain skin was flushed with the exertion. “Ooh, ooh,” she moaned slightly as she worked the vibrator into her tight asshole. I moved one of my hands down to her clit and rubbed it, thinking that if she came, her butt would open right up and take that tube right in.

I rubbed in circles, trying to hold back from coming, even though her tight, steamy pussy was sucking my cock inside her like a glove. Soon enough, Sonia moaned and pushed down as hard as she could on my cock, her hot cunt clutching around my shaft as she came. I kept up the pressure on her clit, and felt the vibrator sliding its way into her asshole through the thin membranes of her pussy.

“Yes! Yes!” Sonia groaned, and began stroking up and down on my dick again as she worked the vibe in and out of her asshole. Feeling the tip stroke along my shaft from inside her asshole turned me on so much I couldn’t hold back anymore, and I let loose with a hot spray of cum inside Sonia’s tight cunt.

Sonia kept practicing with the vibrator, and I helped her, because I was starting to get as interested in putting my dick where the sun didn’t shine as she was. One night, we were fucking from behind. I had one hand on her slender hips, helping her stroke back and forth on my dick as I worked the vibrator in and out of her tight asshole. Watching that brown pucker open and close to accept the vibe, stretching wider and wider, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I pulled it out and threw it on the bed, pressing my solid red dickhead against her anus instead. Sonia had been stretched out so well that with one thrust I was buried to the balls.

Both of us howled in pleasure as her tight ass accepted my swollen dick. Without any lube, I was able to slide back and forth in that hot passage. The friction on my prick was incredible, and I could feel my balls slapping against Sonia’s stiff clit, making her come hard with each stroke. Soon I felt the cum building inside my balls and I groaned that I was about to come.

“Do it,” Sonia said, groaning in ecstasy. “Shoot it in my ass.” I held onto her hips and thrust forward one more time, my dick throbbing as I sprayed her bowels with my thick spunk. I gave a few more strokes as my dick drained into her asshole, and then pulled out and collapsed beside her, holding her slender body in my arms and stroking her high cheekbones with my hands.

But here’s the thing - that successful ass-fuck did nothing to cure Sonia of her obsession. If anything, she wants it more now, more in her ass than in her pussy. And I am happy to oblige.

“So tell me about it,” I said, fingering the edge of my coffee cup and
looking across the table at Barry.  We had met on-line, and I was
interviewing him about his experience with female Dommes.  He was about
five ten, with short, dark hair.  Good-looking.  I wasn’t sure I
understood why he felt the need to play the submissive role.

“Well, my first few times I didn’t know what I was doing.  But then
after a while I started having favorite things to do, so I’d ask for
certain things.”

“Like what?” I tossed my long blonde hair over my shoulder, watching
him watch me, and licked my lips.

“Well, I liked foot worship.  Like, I’d kneel at the woman’s feet if
she was sitting in a chair, and rub her feet, massaging them.  I’d kiss
the arch of her foot, suck on her toes.  I liked looking up at her from
the floor while I rubbed her feet.”

“And what else?”

“I liked being told what to do.  To undress myself, to undress her.  To
kneel and kiss her feet, her breasts, her hands.  Sometimes I’d kneel
for hours, totally rock-hard, just kissing and pleasuring her.”

“Would you come?”

“Eventually, yes.  But it’s all about delay.  Tasting her cunt, licking
her to orgasm while I wait, my cock throbbing.  I don’t mind, I love
eating pussy, and I love being made to wait.  When I finally do come,
it’s that much more intense if I’ve held back for a while.”

“Isn’t it frustrating?”  My pussy was decidedly wet, and I wiggled in
my chair.

“Of course it is.  But that’s the pleasure in it.  To go to the edge
again and again, but never fall over.  Once I was with a woman who
wouldn’t let me come for an entire day.  We started out the morning.  I
bathed her, washed her hair and dried it, cleaned her off, dusted her
body with talcum powder.  I ate her out until she had come like three
times.  I thought maybe she would let me come then, but she didn’t.  I
dressed her, made her breakfast.  She made me walk around naked all
day.  My cock was so hard it was pressing up against my stomach all
day, I never lost my erection.  She read the paper while I rubbed her
feet.

“We spent the whole day together.  I ate her out about once an hour,
used her vibrator on her.  She had so many orgasms I couldn’t even
count.  Every once in a while she’d reach out and touch my cock.  She
had incredibly soft hands, skin like satin.  My cock was so hot and so
hard I thought I would explode, but she’d just stroke my shaft a few
times, then grip the base tightly in her hands so I wouldn’t come.

“By dinnertime, my balls were aching, but I’d never been more turned
on.  I cooked for her, and stood beside her, watching as she ate.  My
cock was bobbing up and down right by her face as I watched her lips
moving over her fork.  I wanted her to suck me so badly.  When she was
finished, she took a sip of wine and then leaned forward and opened her
mouth.  The wine poured over my cock, warm from her mouth.  And just
like that, I came.  Just from the wine touching my skin.  She licked
the wine and the cum off my cock and I was hard again.”

“Do you ever just make love?” I asked, leaning forward, letting my
cleavage peek out of my sweater.  Listening to Barry’s story had made
me incredibly aroused, and I found myself wanting to do these kinds of
things to him.  I crossed my legs, making my skirt move up my thigh,
hoping to entice him.

“Well sure,” he said.  “Later that night, for instance, we watched a
movie together on the couch and we made love for a long long time.  Me
on top, even.”  He smiled and I felt my nipples harden.  “And it was
amazing.  I stayed hard for a long time, and she came even more, though
I didn’t think she had it in her.”

“But what do you prefer?”

“To be dominated by a beautiful woman,” Barry said.

“How do you know a woman would be a good mistress?” I asked.

Barry shrugged.  “Well, take you for instance.  You’re tall,” he said,
looking at my long legs.  He took my hands in his, fingering the long
red nails.  “Sexy.”  He looked into my eyes.  “Confident.”  He leaned
forward and kissed my palm.  “What do you think?”

I licked my lips and smiled at him.  “Your place or mine

Okay, so the first time it happened, it was kind of a mistake. I had gotten up to go to work, and Becky was still asleep, so I had to get dressed in the dark. And I was running late, as usual, so I just kind of threw on whatever I found first. It’s not like it was the only thing that I was wearing that was weird, I mean, I had one blue sock and one argyle sock on and I looked pretty stupid.

But so I’m late, right? And I’m running for the train, and all of a sudden I realize that I’ve got this killer hard-on. I mean, rock fucking hard, like I could cut diamonds with my dick. So I’m sitting on the train, and I realize that I’ve got on a pair of Becky’s panties.

I swear it was an accident. But fuck if it wasn’t totally sexy. I walked around with my cock hard as iron all day, I had to keep my suit jacket on so no one looked at me weird. I even went into the bathroom at lunch to whack off, and I came like a volcano, spurting my spunk all over the toilet seat. But get this - like twenty minutes later? Rock fucking hard again. Hell, I thought I was eighteen again.

So I’m walking around with my dick practically drilling a hole through my pants all day, so you can bet by the time Becky got home that night I was ready for her. I practically attacked her when she walked through the door (I’d taken off the panties by then, of course), and we fucked our way through the house. I went down on her until her pussy was nice and sloppy wet and then I slipped my cock into her. She was amazed at how hard I was, but she was even more amazed at how long I was able to keep going.

We screwed standing up from behind, on our knees, backwards, sideways, you name it, we did it. Becky was coming over and over and over again, and she had rug burn on her knees, but she didn’t care, she just kept coming like she’d never stop. But finally we had to stop, because I started to come. And that cum that had been raging inside my balls all day just exploded. I swear, I have never come that much. There were just these thick white ropes of cum spurting out of my cock, over and over and over again.

And okay, so after that, maybe I wore some of her panties a few more times on purpose. And maybe I even bought a few pairs of my own, so she wouldn’t notice the pre-cum stains on hers. And maybe, just maybe, a couple of times I wore them while I jerked off, rubbing the satin over my dick while I pumped at. And maybe I shot a load as hot as that first night with Becky into them.

But even if I did, it doesn’t matter, right? Because there’s nothing wrong with wearing them. Trust me, there’s nothing wrong with it at all.

Max had been a sailor so long that he literally had a girl in every
port. He was setting off on a three-month trip to Asia, which would
take him to his favorite women. First stop was Ming in China. She was
the sweetest, sexiest flower he had ever tasted. She wore her straight
black hair cut short around her round face. Her innocent looks didn’t
fool Max, though; he knew what a tiger she was in bed.

Ming loved it up the ass, she was kinky like that, and Max was happy
to oblige. She sucked him until he was hard, and then he licked her
asshole. She didn’t like lube, she said it was too slippery, so he
just did her with spit as a lubricant. Not that he minded, it seemed
to make her ass tighter and hotter than any other woman’s he’d ever
been in. She liked being on all fours while he fucked her ass, his
balls swaying against her clit until she came. Her ass would throb
around his dick, sucking the cum right out of his balls. When he was
done, Ming liked him to lick her ass again, tasting her musky anus and
his cum. He was always sorry to say goodbye to her.

Next stop was Japan, where Fumiko was waiting for him. She had been
just eighteen when they met, and Max had been her first lover. She had
taken to sex like a duck to water, though, and she couldn’t get enough
of him. She claimed his cock was much bigger than any of the Japanese
men that she slept with. As was her custom, Fumiko wanted to suck Max
off the minute she saw him, so they went into the restroom at the back
of the restaurant, and she blew him right there. It felt so good to
have her sweet lips wrapped around his dick again.

Fumiko swallowed his cum and they went back out and had dinner. She
was flashing him her sexy thighs all through dinner, and Max could see
that the little vixen wasn’t wearing any panties. By the time they
were done eating, he was hard as a rock again, and ready to go home.
They went back to her place and fucked all over the place, up against
the wall, on the floor, and finally on her bed. Fumiko rode him like a
cowboy, throwing her long hair back and forth as her tight pussy sucked
his cock in deeper and deeper. He came three times, so hard that the
last one was dry. They slept cuddled together in bed, and he kissed
her softly the next morning to head back to the ship.

The ship continued on to Thailand, where Max knew a woman named Lotus.
She was married to an important shipping businessman in Thailand, but
he was so important that he never made love to her anymore. Lotus was
incredibly happy to see Max. She dismissed the servants and stripped
off her clothes. Though she was nearly forty, she had the body of a
woman half her age, with deliciously firm brown tits and a pussy that
made Max drool thinking about it.

Lotus lay back on the Persian rug, relaxing as Max ate her out. She
went so long between orgasms when Max wasn’t there that it was easy to
make her come, and she did so over and over again, sometimes coming so
hard Max was sure she would wear herself out. “Fuck me,” she moaned,
beckoning to him. Max quickly stripped off his clothes and slid into
Lotus from above, feeling the welcoming heat of her cunt surrounding
him. They fucked rapidly, rolling back and forth on the soft rug. Max
came inside Lotus and then went back down on her, eating his cum out of
the beautiful woman’s pussy.

Max was exhausted by the time he got back to the ship the next morning,
and the other sailors all knew why. He didn’t mind, though, he had a
few days to rest up before their next stop, and his next woman.

Tran was used to men hitting on her.  They loved her exotic looks, her
warm, light-brown skin, her pert, small tits, and her tight pussy.  But
something about Jason was different.  He wasn’t much taller than she
was, which she liked, since she was so petite.  His blond hair hung
shaggy over his blue eyes, like a surfer, and the bulge in his pants
looked like just the right size for her.

“I want to make love to you,” Jason whispered in her ear as they made
out after their first date.  His hand was on her breast, stroking her
wide brown nipple until it was hard, and Tran could feel the juices
flowing liberally from her pussy.  She wanted him, but she had been
raised in a traditional family, and she didn’t usually sleep with
anyone on the first date.  But then he said something that changed her
mind.  “I want to eat your pussy until you come.”

At those words, Tran felt a spasm flow from her clit through her
pussy, like a tiny orgasm.  She hated how men always wanted her to suck
their cocks, to watch her look up at them with her almond-shaped brown
eyes and stroke her thick black hair as she spread her lips and licked
along their shafts, but they never wanted to return the favor.  Tran
loved having her pussy eaten more than anything.

Quick as a flash, they were inside, and Tran was pulling off both of
their clothes as they kissed passionately.  She could feel Jason’s cock
pressing hard against her hipbone, and it turned her on to feel how
much he wanted her.  He lowered his head, sucking on her nipples one by
one until they stood out, firm and proud, and then he opened his mouth
wider and sucked her entire breast into his mouth.  Tran gasped as she
felt his tongue flicking over her nipple.

Too eager for the main even to wait, Tran guided Jason’s hand down to
her pussy so he could feel how wet she was.  He gave a shudder of
delight as he parted the slick folds of her cunt, rubbing his fingers
along her clit and then pushing his thumb into her slit.  “You’re so
wet,” he murmured.  He kissed his way down her body and Tran spread her
legs.  He was kneeling on the floor in front of her, his blond hair
brushing against her stomach as he probed the damp lips of her pussy
with his tongue.

Jason took his time, sucking on her cunt lips in turn, pushing his
tongue inside her, and licking all around her clit before he took the
small bud into his mouth, sucking firmly.  Tran gasped, gripping his
shoulders as she came.  Her cunt opened and closed like the petals of a
flower, but Jason didn’t stop.  He released her throbbing clit from
between his lips and licked along the insides of her thighs, catching
the juices there before he went back to her pussy.

After her second orgasm, Tran felt weak.  She lay back on the bed, her
black hair falling over the pillow as Jason knelt between her legs,
burying his face in her pussy.  He put his hands under her ass, lifting
her hips so he would have better access to her cunt.  Tran had never
been eaten so well before.  She loved the way he sucked on her pussy
lips, pushing his nose into the soft hair above her clit before
flicking his tongue across it rapidly and pushing his finger up inside
her.

“I want you inside me,” Tran whispered.  She couldn’t believe the
sound of her own voice - she had never been so forward before.

Jason looked up at her, his face covered with her juice.  “Only if I
get to eat you again afterward,” he said.

Tran couldn’t wait any longer.  She pulled him up on top of her and
wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling his cock into her spasming
pussy.  Jason groaned in pleasure, feeling her tight hole expand to
take his cock inside.  They fucked slowly at first as they kissed, and
Tran tasted herself on his lips.  When he came, she could feel every
pulse of his cock as he came.

Jason pulled out, his cock still covered with their cum, and moved
back down.  He placed his lips against the lips of her cunt and sucked
all his spunk out of her cunt.  Tran gasped in pleasure and came again,
pushing the last of his seed out onto his waiting tongue.  Being eaten
out by Jason was definitely a real treat

Being an attractive Japanese woman, I get a lot of offers for sex. 
I’m only about five feet tall, but I’m in great shape.  My tits are
small and firm, my hair is black with red highlights, and I’ve got a
pretty sexy mouth, if I do say so myself.  Add to that the fact that
I’m thirty, but don’t look a day over twenty-one, and you can guess I’m
a pretty hot property.  So I had my share of offers.  But the one thing
I really wanted - and had never gotten - was a black man.

I had heard, like everyone else, that black men had really big dicks. 
And while I wasn’t one for stereotyping, I found the image of dark skin
against light very arousing, and I wouldn’t have minded a nice big cock
either.  When I met Tyrone, I was all over him in a heartbeat.  I think
I kind of surprised him, coming on so strong, but I wanted him bad.  He
was much taller than me - about six foot one, with skin the color of
the earth, broad lips, and big, strong hands.  I took him home with me
that night.

I practically tackled him onto the bed as we kissed, Tyrone’s hands
rubbing all over my body.  I was so wet already, and I pressed my hips
down against his, grinding my clit against the line of his stiff cock
until I came.  “Damn,” he whispered, kissing his way down to my pretty
tits, “you are one hot woman.”  I smiled in pleasure, pulling off my
shirt to allow him easier access.

We left the lights on so I could watch, and it was totally erotic
watching his mouth as he sucked my tits, his hands moving over my arms
and mouth.  His skin was warm to the touch, and I pushed his shirt off
his shoulders and kissed his chest, looking at the way my petite hand
lay on his dark skin.  I moved lower, pulling anxiously at the buckle
of his pants.  He wasn’t wearing underwear, so when he lifted his hips
so I could pull off his pants, his cock sprang out at me.

And believe me when I tell you that the rumors are true.  Tyrone’s
prick was a good eight inches long, and as thick around as my wrist. 
The skin on it was even darker than on the rest of his body.  I wrapped
my hand around it instantly, squeezing so my fingers would meet, and
sucked the head into my mouth.

“You look so sexy with my dick in your mouth,” Tyrone said, tilting
his head so he could watch me as I enveloped his length between my
lips.  I smiled up at him.  He pushed his hands through my hair,
brushing it aside softly so it fell to the side of my face as I pulsed
my tongue against his cockhead and pumped my hand up and down the shaft.

“You’d better stop or I’m gonna come in that pretty mouth of yours,”
he said after a while. I could feel that his balls were hot and tight. 
“And I want to fuck that sweet cunt of yours.”

Okay, so the other stereotype about black men is that they don’t eat
pussy, right?  Uh-uh.  Not Tyrone.  As soon as I pulled my mouth of his
dick, he had rolled me over and his face was buried between my thighs. 
He sucked on my clit, working it between his lips and thrusting his
broad tongue inside me.  I must have come at least five times,
drenching his face with my juices, bucking my hips and pulling at my
nipples.

“Fuck me now, please,” I moaned.  I had to feel his cock inside me.  I
didn’t have to ask him twice.  He moved up my body so his cockhead was
pressing against my pussy lips, and pushed into me with one long stroke.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, pressing my feet against his tight
ass and letting him bury his cock inside me.  “Baby, you are so tight
and so wet and so damn hot,” Tyrone groaned.  He lay still for a
moment, letting me adjust to his big prick.  I wiggled anxiously under
him.

“Fuck me,” I said again, moving my hips against him, encouraging him. 
Tyrone started to push in and out of my sopping pussy.  He felt like he
was stretching me in a million different directions at once, and it
made me come again, without even touching my clit.  His big balls
bounced against my ass as he pressed himself inside me, me grabbing his
strong shoulders and bucking back against him.

“I’m gonna come, baby, feel it,” he groaned.  I held still, squeezing
my cunt even tighter around his cock and let him release himself inside
me, his dick jerking around as his cum poured into and then out of me,
oozing over the sides of his dick and leaking down to my ass.  I held
him inside me until he was hard again, and then we did it all over
again, except with me on top that time.

Oh yeah, and Tyrone and I?  We’re still together.  His big dick is the
perfect match for my small pussy

“This is my ex-girlfriend,” Sooki explained, introducing Grace. Jonathan wiped his hands on his pants before he shook hers. He knew that Sooki, his pretty Japanese girlfriend, had been dating a woman before him. Grace was taller and rounder than Sooki, with short reddish hair, creamy cocoa-colored skin, and big, firm breasts. She was wearing a T-shirt with no bra, and he could see that her nipples we hard, sticking out like the tip of his thumb. He had to adjust his hard-on as he pictured his exotic, petite girlfriend with this sexy, rounded black woman. Jonathan had never been attracted to a black woman before, but Grace, and specifically the image of Grace and Sooki together, was really turning him on. He decided he wouldn’t mind if the two of them got back together. He went into the kitchen to give them some time alone, and when he came back, he was excited to see that they were kissing. Sooki’s small hand was resting on one of Grace’s breasts, rubbing back and forth over her hard nipple. Grace’s hand was rubbing against Sooki’s pussy through her jeans, and Jonathan could smell her wetness all the way across the room. “No, don’t stop,” Jonathan said when the women pulled away guiltily. Sooki’s silky black hair was mussed, and Grace’s full lips were covered with her lipstick. “I want you two to be together.” “Then let’s do this right,” Grace said. “Where’s the bedroom?” The three of them went in and Grace and Sooki started kissing again, stripping off their clothes. Jonathan’s cock was so hard he thought it might rip right through his pants. The sight of these two exotic beauties together, Sooki’s creamy pale skin against Grace’s warm brown body, big tits against small, curly bush against Sooki’s neatly trimmed mound, was incredibly erotic. Grace and Sooki fell back onto the bed, moaning and whispering to each other as they kissed. As Sooki moved down Grace’s body, sucking one of the black woman’s big brown nipples into her mouth, she looked right at Jonathan, and he shuddered and came. Sooki’s hand was busy between Grace’s thighs, which were wet with her juices. Gradually, they moved around until they were in a 69. Jonathan was hard again and he quietly undid his pants, stroking his hard-on as he watched the scene unfolding on the bed. Sooki was lapping industriously at Grace’s pussy, which must have been difficult, because Grace was sucking on Sooki’s cunt lips, making her shudder in pleasure, her entire slim body twitching. Grace’s face was covered with Sooki’s juices, and still she kept sucking away. She had one dark finger buried in the sweet pucker of Sooki’s asshole, and the other one was fondling Sooki’s small breasts and thin nipples. Sooki couldn’t stop coming, her normally porcelain cheeks were flushed with pink. Grace’s wide brown thighs closed around Sooki’s head as she climaxed, moaning and grinding her hips against Sooki’s face. Sooki took Grace’s long clit into her mouth, sucking on it as Grace thrashed back and forth in pleasure. They moved back around, finger-fucking each other’s dripping holes as they kissed their juices from each other’s mouths. Jonathan came twice more watching them, until the women were satiated and lay in each other’s arms, cuddling. He had never really thought about black women, or two women together before, but now he couldn’t stop thinking about it. He guessed you could say he’d had a change of heart.

Brandon bit his nails nervously as he pulled into the driveway.  His
new wife, Megan, had called to tell him that his ex-wife, Wendy, had
stopped by the house unexpectedly.  He had been in a meeting, and the
two of them had been alone for nearly an hour.  He hoped that they
weren’t tearing each other’s hair out yet.

When he got inside, the house seemed empty.  “Megan?” he called,
heading up the stairs to the second floor.  He heard moaning sounds
from the bedroom and went closer.  The door was open, and as Brandon
looked inside, his jaw dropped open.  Wendy was kneeling on the bed
between Megan’s thighs, completely naked, her mouth working quickly on
Megan’s pussy.

Megan was groaning in pleasure, stroking Wendy’s hair as she pushed
her hips up, rubbing her clit against Wendy’s tongue.  When they were
married, Wendy had never given Brandon so much as a blowjob, and here
she was eating Megan out like she’d been doing it all her life!  “Mmm,
right there, oh baby, right there!” Megan moaned, and Brandon knew she
was about to come.  She moved her hands to her breasts, kneading the
soft flesh and pulling at her nipples as her hips bucked.  Brandon
could hear Wendy slurping at the juices flowing from Megan’s cunt.

“I have something for you,” Megan whispered to Wendy.  The women
kissed, Megan licking her own juices from Wendy’s lips, and then Megan
rolled over.  She pulled a long, white vibrator from her bedside table.

“Oooh, just what I always wanted,” Wendy said, and the women giggled. 
Brandon was in shock.  He had never known that Megan had a vibrator. 
She turned it on and ran it over Wendy’s nipples.  Brandon reached
down, rubbing his hard-on through his pants as Megan slid the vibrator
lower.  Wendy tilted her head back as the wand disappeared between her
thighs.  Megan sucked on Wendy’s nipples, moving from one to the other
until they were hard and wet.

Brandon knew he should have been jealous, maybe even pissed off, but
the sight of these two women he had fucked getting it on together was a
real turn on.  He stroked his cock as he watched Megan thrusting the
vibrator in and out of Wendy’s pussy.  Wendy was so wet that the vibe
made sucking sounds when Megan pulled it out.

Megan tilted the vibrator so she was holding it in her hand like a
pen, and pressed the tip against Wendy’s clit.  Wendy came immediately,
gyrating her hips and moaning as Megan continued sucking her breasts. 
As soon as she had finished the first orgasm, Megan pushed the vibe
against Wendy’s clit again, and Wendy climaxed once more.

Brendan groaned, his cock throbbing as he came, warm spunk pouring
into his hand as he watched his ex-wife and his new wife pleasuring
each other.  Megan was sucking the vibrator, licking Wendy’s juices
from the plastic as Wendy rubbed Megan’s breasts.  Megan dropped the
vibe onto the bed and the women fell into each other’s arms, kissing
passionately and whispering to each other.

Careful not to make any noise, Brendan crept back down the hallway and
down the stairs.  He figured he would give them a few minutes.  He
wondered what life would be like now that his ex-wife and his new wife
were getting along.