My wife was the one responsible for the change that has occurred in me. Last Thursday night, as usual, she went out with her girlfriends. About two in the morning she came home, turned on the bedroom lights, and woke me up. She appeared to have drank one too many drinks and her hair was all tousled. I started to ask her what was going on and she opened her coat revealing her nakedness.
Before I could utter another word she hoped onto the bed, pinned me down, and straddled my face. "Eat me," she commanded.
I could tell by the smell that she had been having sex. As I looked up at her breasts I could see bite marks. Then she moved forward, practically smothering me, and started grinding her pussy in my face. I instinctively stuck my tongue in her. She moaned and I was rewarded with a salty gush of cum and her juices. I had licked my own cum out of her before and she knew I liked it, but this time it seemed like there was a gallon of it in her.
When she was done she slid off of me, got out of bed, and disappeared into the front room. I heard some voices and she came back with a big black man. "This is Leon, he's the one that's been fucking me the last couple of months." I knew she was getting it somewhere else. We hadn't had sex in, you guessed it, two months. "I told Leon about your fantasy."
"That was just a fantasy, nothing more."
"Sure it was, that's why you liked eating his cum out of me. Now you are going to get your chance to eat it fresh."
Leon came over and stood next to me. He slowly lowered his drawers to show a flaccid ten inches. My wife looked at me and smiled. "Not yet." She got up on the bed and arranged herself in a sixty-nine with me. Then Leon got behind her doggy style. By this time he was rock hard. "Put him in me."
I did as she asked and Leon started humping away. My wife's juices were flowing out and dripping onto my face while Leon's balls rubbed against my nose. My wife was licking my balls but wouldn't blow me. "I know what you want but you aren't going to cum until Leon cums."
Leon let out a moan and pulled his dick out. He had cum dripping off the end of his dick and he grabbed my head and said, "Open wide." Then he shot about four more spurts in my mouth and made me lick him clean.
My wife watched as I finished him off and said, "Too bad Leon can't knock you up like he knocked me up."
I didn't know what to say. Fantasies were one thing, but pregnancy was another. I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself up. I looked in the mirror and realized that I was gay. Or was I bisexual. I liked women and men. But I didn't want to live with a woman who was going to have another man's baby. I made up my mind to leave in the morning and get a divorce.
When I came out my wife was sitting on Leon's lap getting stuffed again. I told her I was leaving and Leon laughed. I know what you like boy, go to the Snowball Pub tomorrow and ask for Lisa. Meanwhile I will stay here and sleep in your bed, excuse me, my bed and fuck your wife, I mean my bitch."
I took a few clothes and slept in my car the rest of the night. Then I called in sick and went looking for an apartment. Luckily I was able to find an apartment that was vacant and they let me move in that day. My wife was gone and that made it easy to pack up my stuff. A couple of my friends took off work to help me after I explained that my wife was sleeping with a black man. Of course I didn't fill in any of the other details.
After about a week I started thinking about what Leon had said. What was so special about Lisa? I decided to take a chance and check out the Snowball. I called and asked for directions and found out the Snowball was in a seedy section of town. Nonetheless I went down to the bar.
I walked inside, stopped to let my eyes adjust to the darkness, and looked around. The bar area had a few hooker types hanging around and about half the booths surrounding the dance floor were occupied. The mix seemed to be about half male and female, a pretty good ratio. I took a spot in an empty booth and waited for the waitress. While I was waiting I watched a few couples dancing. There was one girl that really caught my attention. She was about six feet tall and long black hair. Her ebony skin looked like polished mahogany and she was wearing a very tight miniskirt. The skirt was so tight I could make out each of her cheeks. She saw me checking her out and smiled. I smiled back and she left the dance floor. I followed her with me eyes to the booth she was sitting in. She was sitting alone. My concentration was interrupted by the arrival of the waitress. "What would you like?" she asked in a rather husky voice. "Scotch, on the rocks."
"On the rocks, all the boys in her like rocks," she said and winked.
Another song started on the jukebox and I got up the nerve and crossed the floor to where the beautiful black woman was sitting.
"Would you like to dance?"
"I would love to," She replied.
I took her hand and we went out to the floor. I had intentionally picked a slow dance and pulled her tight against me. I looked down at her cleavage and imagined her boobs in my mouth. She rubbed up against me and I could feel myself getting hard.
The song ended and I escorted her back to her booth. "Why don't you sit down and keep me company?"
I looked down at her beautiful brown eyes. "Okay."
The waitress saw where I was and brought my scotch over. "Do you want to run a tab?"
"Sure, while you are her how about another round for me and the lady."
The waitress left and I introduced myself. The beauty across from me said, "Hi" and "I'll tell you my name later."
She leaned over the table and cradled her head with her hands. Her silky black hair cascaded down each side of her face. I was staring at her cleavage and looked up to se her smiling. She reached over and took an ice cube out of my drink, undid the string holding her bodice together, and rubbed the ice cube on her nipples. The both were erect in no time, as was I. I felt her foot on my crotch. She put the rapidly melting ice cube back in my drink.
"Do you like what you see?" She asked as she reached over and took my hand and placed in on her nipple. I squeezed and she dug her foot harder into my crotch. She picked up her drink and the coaster fell under the table. "Could you be a dear and get that for me?"
I bent under the table and had to crawl all the way under to where she was sitting. I picked up the coaster and she put her legs around my head. The she moved to the edge of the seat so her crotch was staring me in the face. Actually it was about thirteen inches of rock hard cock. I slowly got closer and took a lick. She squeezed my head with her legs and I took as much of her in my mouth as I could. I sucked her for about ten minutes and then she moaned and came, thrusting into my mouth about a dozen times. She tasted pretty good.
As I got out from under the table I noticed the lights were on. The waitress was standing next to the booth. "I see you got the rocks you were looking for."
"By the way, I'm Lisa," said the beauty I had just sucked off. "I'm going to fuck you silly tonight and every night for the rest of your life. No one has ever sucked me off that good and I'm not going to let you go."
She stood next to me and put a big lip lock on me. I felt the waitress undoing my pants and then removing them. Lisa whispered in my ear, "Sally is going to suck you while I cum in your ass. Do you want me to fuck you and cum in you?
"Yes," I blurted out.
I leaned over the table and Sally took my cock in her mouth. Lisa lubricated me, and then slowly pushed her cock into me. It burned for a while but then I began to like it. I came after about a minute but she fucked me for about ten minutes and then grabbed my hips and thrust herself in me hard. I felt empty after her cock pulled out.
Lisa pulled me up, kissed me, and said, "I think you will look good with size 38 boobs and my big black cock sticking in you." I looked at her boobs and imagined them on me. And then I thought about being mounted and fucked and I started to get hard. Lisa smiled.
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