MEGAN, ANDY AND A STRANGER By Alticha
I was in the basement sorting through several years? worth of accumulated junk when my wife Megan interrupted. ?A guy called about the sofa. He saw the ad in the paper and he's coming over.? ?I'm up to my eyeballs sorting through all this for the sale, so you'll have to show it to him.? I replied ?I'm glad I didn't bother moving it down here.? Megan went silently back up the stairway as I continued to sort through items that we would be putting in a community charity sale.
A short while later I heard voices coming from upstairs. I decided that I needed a break and began up the stairs for a drink and some fresh air. As I neared the top of the stairs I paused, listening to the conversation that was happening just around the corner from where I was standing. ?This looks like a good couch for fuckin? on? I heard the deep voice of a black man say. ?Uh, well, it is a very comfortable sofa.? My wife replied. I could hear the embarrassment in her voice. My first instinct was to make a noisy entrance out of the stairway, letting him know I was around so that he would mind his manners with my wife. ?How about we try it out, just see how comfortable it is?? He said. I kept silent, curious about how my wife would handle this situation. ?You know, my husband will be home in a little while. Do you think you want the sofa?? My wife said. ?What I want is a piece of you.? The man said, his voice firmer but still friendly. ?Why don't you think about it tonight and come back tomorrow at about the same time?? my wife suggested. There was a pause, and then the voice said ?I'll do that. And why don't you think about this tonight.? I heard the distinct sound of a zipper then my wife gasped. I heard the man laugh, then the zipper again followed by the sound of his footsteps as he left.
After the front door closed I peeked around the corner and saw Megan sit on the sofa. Her face was slightly red and her breathing was rapid as she ran her fingers through her hair. ?Wow.? She said, just barely above a whisper. I silently returned down the stairs to the basement.
I had expected Megan to come down immediately to tell me about the incident, but she didn't. As I recalled the conversation that I'd overheard I remembered that she had told him that I was at work. I thought that this was odd and wondered what she was thinking when she said it. And she had invited him back. I had heard the zipper, so I assume that he'd shown her his penis. What was the ?wow? about? Was it ?Wow, that was uncomfortable?? or ?Wow, that black bastard has a huge cock?? The more I thought about it, the more I found myself hoping it was the ?huge cock wow?. I closed my eyes as I tried to imagine what she'd seen and how she had felt. I realized that I had an impressive erection going and I released it from my pants as I played the scenario through in my mind. I pictured her standing before him as she saw the large black cock, then she slowly falls to her knees? My fantasy was interrupted as I heard her call to me from upstairs, ?Dinner is ready.?
The evening was uneventful. I watched her eating, talking about the random things that people talk about during dinner. She never mentioned the visitor, but I couldn't help but think about him; about her with him. That night in bed she was unusually sexually aggressive. I lay on my back as she straddled me, impaling her self on my dick. I closed my eyes and pictured her with the large black cock in her mouth as she fucked me. As I began to cum the black man in my fantasy did the same, filling her mouth. I pictured a stream of his cum falling from her mouth and landing on her breast. I pulled her toward me, licking and sucking her tit. In my fantasy I was licking his cum off of her. I could almost taste his cum on her, and for the first time in many years I did not lose my erection after cumming. We hadn't fucked like that since we first got married. I kept hoping that as we fucked she would tell me about the visitor; tell me about his massive cock and how she wanted him. I felt her begin to orgasm and I joined her, cumming for a second time. She fell onto me, panting, and quickly fell asleep in my arms.
I woke early the following morning feeling the bed shaking slightly. I opened my eyes and looked at my wife. Her eyes were closed tightly and I could tell by the movement of the blanket that she was masturbating furiously. I watched for several minutes before I spoke. ?Good morning beautiful.? I said softly. She opened her eyes and looked at me, but her hand continued under the blanket. ?I have to tell you something.? She said. ?When the guy came to look at the sofa yesterday?? her voice trailed off and her eyes closed. The movement of her hand under the blanket quickened and she moaned lightly. ?Go on, tell me.? I prodded. ?He asked me to have sex with him.? She hissed as orgasm approached. ?He did? What did you say to him?? I asked. ?I told him to come back today.? She said, her back arching as orgasm overtook her.
I kept silent as I watched wave after wave of pleasure rack her body. After a short while the orgasm subsided and her breathing began to slow. ?Are you planning on having sex with him?? I asked. ?Of course not.? She said. ?But you were thinking about it just now, weren't you?? I asked, my hand replacing hers on her wet cunt. She looked into my eyes as my fingers grazed over her swollen clit. ?I shouldn't have said anything. It was just a little fantasy, I wouldn't ever do that.? She said. ?I know he showed you his cock.? I said as I pushed two fingers into her. ?How did you know that?? she asked, again closing her eyes as she thrust her hips forward fucking herself with my fingers. ?I was listening.? I replied. ?Why didn't you say something? Weren't you mad?? She asked, gasping as she neared another climax. ?I have a fantasy or two of my own, Megan.? I answered. Lust burned in her eyes as she rolled on top of me. ?Tell me your fantasy, baby.? She said, licking my neck and chest as she scooted down toward my cock. Her eyes never left mine as she licked my hard prick and put it into her warm, wet mouth.
?I didn't say anything because I was hoping you'd let him have you.? I said. ?You mean you wanted him to fuck me?? she asked playfully, rubbing my cock across her pretty face as she spoke. ?I think I would like to see that.? I said. ?His cock is HUGE.? She said. ?I don't know if I could take it all.? She held my dick in her left hand and began to gently lick my balls, up my shaft and then engulfed me, taking my whole cock into her throat. ?I would definitely like to see you try.? I said. ?What else would you like to see? Would you watch me suck that fat cock?? She asked seductively. ?I would love to watch you suck his cock.? I replied as I fought of the urge to cum. She held my cock in front of her face, tapping the head against her lips as she spoke. ?I would love to watch you suck his cock, too, baby.? She said. I came instantly.
She swallowed the load and kissed my softening prick, then moved upward and kissed me on the lips, giggling. ?That was fun.? She said ?Were you serious? Would you really want to watch me do those things?? I thought for a moment before I answered. ?I think it would be hot. I've always fantasized about watching you with another man; especially a well hung black man. Were you serious about what you said? About watching me?you know.? She looked at me and smiled shyly, her hand resting on my dick. ?I think it would be sexy to watch you suck a big cock.? ?I didn't know you were such a pervert.? I said, laughing. ?It's all just fantasy, right? So why can't we be honest about our fantasies? I have lots of fantasies that you don't know about.? She said smiling wickedly.
?I want you to do it.? I said. ?You want me to tell you about my fantasies?? She asked. ?No, I want you to fuck the sofa guy. I want you to fuck him and suck him, and I want to watch.? I said. She looked at me with a confused expression. ?Are you serious? You want me to fuck a total stranger? It's just a fantasy.? She said. ?I know you want to fuck him. You were masturbating so hard thinking about it that you were shaking the bed, so why not do it?? ?Well, that would take care of your fantasy I suppose, but what about mine?? She asked slyly. ?If I get my fantasy, then you'll get yours.? I promised, knowing that the fantasy would end here. She squeezed my cock and kissed my cheek as she got out of the bed, saying ?I guess we'll see what happens.?
I was in the kitchen when I heard the knock at the door. I laughed quietly at the game we had played at this stranger's expense. Too bad Megan isn't into that sort of thing. We could've had some fun. I heard her answer the door and I stepped into the den. I saw the stranger for the first time, and he wasn't really what I had expected. He was a little older than I imagined, but not old. He had a slight belly, but he wasn't fat. I walked to the doorway as he entered and introduced myself. ?I'm Andy. Megan says that you're interested in the sofa.? ?Amos.? He said, shaking my hand. ?I was here yesterday, liked what I saw.? His eyes focused on Megan and he smiled as he spoke.
We walked into the den and stood around the old sofa. I noticed Amos looking intently at Megan. No one spoke for several minutes, so I offered to get drinks for everyone. I went to the kitchen and quickly poured three drinks, then waited by the door and listened. ?Well, did you think about it last night?? Megan asked. ?I sure did baby girl. Did you?? he said. ?Yes.? She whispered. I cautiously looked around the corner and saw Amos walk behind Megan and put his arms around her, his right hand rubbing her thigh as his left began to massage her breast. She stood motionless for several seconds, allowing him to feel her, and then she pulled away. He reached for her and pulled her close, then kissed her hard, his hands groping at her perfect ass. Her hands slowly reached up and around his neck, then dropped suddenly to his chest as she pushed him away. ?I can't.? she said softly.
His back was to me, but I heard the zipper. Megan turned toward him at the sound, her eyes smoky with desire at what she saw. He moved toward her, taking her hand and pulling it toward him. I couldn't see, but I knew that her hand was now on his cock. She glanced up toward the kitchen door and saw me there. Our eyes met, and for several seconds she looked at me. I slowly nodded. If it was consent that she was looking for I wanted her to know that she had it. She turned from him, walked to the sofa and sat down. I forced a cough as I entered the den with drinks in hand. I could tell that he was hastily adjusting and zipping, but I pretended not to notice. I handed him a beverage, noticing the very large outline in his pants. Megan patted the sofa next to her, motioning for me to sit down.
She took the two remaining glasses from me and sat them on an end table. She looked at me for a moment, then at Amos. ?Take it back out.? She said to Amos. She held her hand out toward Amos and motioned him toward her. ?Take it out.? She repeated. Amos looked at me, then at Megan, uncertainty written on his face. ?It's okay. He doesn't mind. Take it out.? She said again. He slowly moved toward us, unzipping as he moved. He stopped inches from Megan with his hand still on his zipper. ?Let me do it.? She said as she reached to him, unfastening the button on his waistband. Slowly she reached into his pants and pulled his cock free. It sprang out quickly, smacking her cheek lightly. She gazed at the enormous cock in her hands and began to stroke it, mesmerized. ?My husband wants to watch you fuck me with this.? She said. Her lips brushed the head of his cock with every word. ?And he wants to watch me suck it.? She continued. Amos glanced at me, and I nodded my agreement. She moved her face toward his dick, slowly stroking him, and rubbed his cock across her face the way she had done for me so many times. ?But there's something that I want first.? She said.
Her lips brushed across the head of his cock as her eyes looked up at him, then over to me. ?I want my husband to suck you first.? I looked at him, unsure of what his response would be. ?No problem.? He said. Megan looked at me, the huge cock still gliding across her lips. ?Are you sure?? I asked. She responded by licking the dark shaft, then holding the monster erection toward my face. ?Please.? She said.
Amos stepped closer, turning his body toward me, putting his cock inches from my face. Megan kissed me gently, and then guided the cock to my lips. I licked the head of his prick, getting my first taste of cock. ?Put it in your mouth; let your tongue move around it, just like I do to you.? Megan whispered. I closed my eyes and did as she said. Her hand was still on his cock, and I put my hand on hers. Together we stroked his cock as I sucked him. Megan moaned and kissed my cheek again. She stood up, and I watched as she slowly undressed. My cock was now painfully erect as I sucked this stranger's big black dick, watching my wife undress, getting ready to fuck him.
When she was undressed she again sat next to me. ?I'll take over now, baby.? She said, pulling the wet cock from my mouth and putting it into hers. She licked and sucked for only a moment. ?I got to fuck you now, girl.? Amos said. Megan looked at me as she leaned back and spread her legs for him. Amos positioned himself between her legs, rubbing his shaft against her cunt, and then inserting himself into her in one long, deep thrust. Megan moaned loudly, looking into my eyes. ?He's so fuckin? big, baby.? She cried. He fucked her with a steady rhythm, each push causing her to moan and whimper. I stood next to him, watching him fuck my wife, gently rubbing my own hard prick. Her right foot bounced gently in front of my face with each stroke he made. ?Suck my toes while he fucks me, Andy.? Megan sighed. I took her foot in my hand, rubbing the sole with my thumbs as I licked her toes. She closed her eyes, grunting as he fucked her harder. ?He's fucking me so good, baby.? She said as he began to pound her cunt forcefully. ?Fuck me! Give me that big black cock! Fuck my cunt!? She screamed, her body trembling as she began to cum.
Amos began to fuck her even harder, slamming his cock deep into her wet pussy. ?You gonna make me cum, girl.? He grunted. ?Cum for me baby. Give me your hot cum.? She coaxed him. A few more brutal thrusts, then he grunted, pulling his slick wet cock from her cunt. He yelled as he came, shooting several streams of hot cum onto her face, chest and stomach. As his orgasm subsided he sighed heavily and sat on the sofa next to Megan. ?That was great.? She said breathlessly. After a moment she sat up, looking at his now semi hard cock. ?Clean us up, baby.? She said to me, the evil smile back on her lips. I did not argue, but fell to my knees, taking him once again into my mouth. The taste was amazing, a blend of her sweet cunt and his cum. I took my time cleaning him, and then moved to her, licking his thick cum from her body. As I licked her clean I tried not to swallow, holding his cum in my mouth. When I'd finished licking her face clean I kissed her. As we kissed I pushed his cum into her mouth. She moaned, her tongue rolling around mine. After the cum was gone, swallowed equally by each of us, Megan smiled. ?That was fantastic, baby.? She said.
As Amos was walking toward the door to leave he looked back, smiling. ?I'll be back tomorrow to get that couch, and I'll bring a friend or two to help.?
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I was in the basement sorting through several years? worth of accumulated junk when my wife Megan interrupted. ?A guy called about the sofa. He saw the ad in the paper and he's coming over.? ?I'm up to my eyeballs sorting through all this for the sale, so you'll have to show it to him.? I replied ?I'm glad I didn't bother moving it down here.? Megan went silently back up the stairway as I continued to sort through items that we would be putting in a community charity sale.
A short while later I heard voices coming from upstairs. I decided that I needed a break and began up the stairs for a drink and some fresh air. As I neared the top of the stairs I paused, listening to the conversation that was happening just around the corner from where I was standing. ?This looks like a good couch for fuckin? on? I heard the deep voice of a black man say. ?Uh, well, it is a very comfortable sofa.? My wife replied. I could hear the embarrassment in her voice. My first instinct was to make a noisy entrance out of the stairway, letting him know I was around so that he would mind his manners with my wife. ?How about we try it out, just see how comfortable it is?? He said. I kept silent, curious about how my wife would handle this situation. ?You know, my husband will be home in a little while. Do you think you want the sofa?? My wife said. ?What I want is a piece of you.? The man said, his voice firmer but still friendly. ?Why don't you think about it tonight and come back tomorrow at about the same time?? my wife suggested. There was a pause, and then the voice said ?I'll do that. And why don't you think about this tonight.? I heard the distinct sound of a zipper then my wife gasped. I heard the man laugh, then the zipper again followed by the sound of his footsteps as he left.
After the front door closed I peeked around the corner and saw Megan sit on the sofa. Her face was slightly red and her breathing was rapid as she ran her fingers through her hair. ?Wow.? She said, just barely above a whisper. I silently returned down the stairs to the basement.
I had expected Megan to come down immediately to tell me about the incident, but she didn't. As I recalled the conversation that I'd overheard I remembered that she had told him that I was at work. I thought that this was odd and wondered what she was thinking when she said it. And she had invited him back. I had heard the zipper, so I assume that he'd shown her his penis. What was the ?wow? about? Was it ?Wow, that was uncomfortable?? or ?Wow, that black bastard has a huge cock?? The more I thought about it, the more I found myself hoping it was the ?huge cock wow?. I closed my eyes as I tried to imagine what she'd seen and how she had felt. I realized that I had an impressive erection going and I released it from my pants as I played the scenario through in my mind. I pictured her standing before him as she saw the large black cock, then she slowly falls to her knees? My fantasy was interrupted as I heard her call to me from upstairs, ?Dinner is ready.?
The evening was uneventful. I watched her eating, talking about the random things that people talk about during dinner. She never mentioned the visitor, but I couldn't help but think about him; about her with him. That night in bed she was unusually sexually aggressive. I lay on my back as she straddled me, impaling her self on my dick. I closed my eyes and pictured her with the large black cock in her mouth as she fucked me. As I began to cum the black man in my fantasy did the same, filling her mouth. I pictured a stream of his cum falling from her mouth and landing on her breast. I pulled her toward me, licking and sucking her tit. In my fantasy I was licking his cum off of her. I could almost taste his cum on her, and for the first time in many years I did not lose my erection after cumming. We hadn't fucked like that since we first got married. I kept hoping that as we fucked she would tell me about the visitor; tell me about his massive cock and how she wanted him. I felt her begin to orgasm and I joined her, cumming for a second time. She fell onto me, panting, and quickly fell asleep in my arms.
I woke early the following morning feeling the bed shaking slightly. I opened my eyes and looked at my wife. Her eyes were closed tightly and I could tell by the movement of the blanket that she was masturbating furiously. I watched for several minutes before I spoke. ?Good morning beautiful.? I said softly. She opened her eyes and looked at me, but her hand continued under the blanket. ?I have to tell you something.? She said. ?When the guy came to look at the sofa yesterday?? her voice trailed off and her eyes closed. The movement of her hand under the blanket quickened and she moaned lightly. ?Go on, tell me.? I prodded. ?He asked me to have sex with him.? She hissed as orgasm approached. ?He did? What did you say to him?? I asked. ?I told him to come back today.? She said, her back arching as orgasm overtook her.
I kept silent as I watched wave after wave of pleasure rack her body. After a short while the orgasm subsided and her breathing began to slow. ?Are you planning on having sex with him?? I asked. ?Of course not.? She said. ?But you were thinking about it just now, weren't you?? I asked, my hand replacing hers on her wet cunt. She looked into my eyes as my fingers grazed over her swollen clit. ?I shouldn't have said anything. It was just a little fantasy, I wouldn't ever do that.? She said. ?I know he showed you his cock.? I said as I pushed two fingers into her. ?How did you know that?? she asked, again closing her eyes as she thrust her hips forward fucking herself with my fingers. ?I was listening.? I replied. ?Why didn't you say something? Weren't you mad?? She asked, gasping as she neared another climax. ?I have a fantasy or two of my own, Megan.? I answered. Lust burned in her eyes as she rolled on top of me. ?Tell me your fantasy, baby.? She said, licking my neck and chest as she scooted down toward my cock. Her eyes never left mine as she licked my hard prick and put it into her warm, wet mouth.
?I didn't say anything because I was hoping you'd let him have you.? I said. ?You mean you wanted him to fuck me?? she asked playfully, rubbing my cock across her pretty face as she spoke. ?I think I would like to see that.? I said. ?His cock is HUGE.? She said. ?I don't know if I could take it all.? She held my dick in her left hand and began to gently lick my balls, up my shaft and then engulfed me, taking my whole cock into her throat. ?I would definitely like to see you try.? I said. ?What else would you like to see? Would you watch me suck that fat cock?? She asked seductively. ?I would love to watch you suck his cock.? I replied as I fought of the urge to cum. She held my cock in front of her face, tapping the head against her lips as she spoke. ?I would love to watch you suck his cock, too, baby.? She said. I came instantly.
She swallowed the load and kissed my softening prick, then moved upward and kissed me on the lips, giggling. ?That was fun.? She said ?Were you serious? Would you really want to watch me do those things?? I thought for a moment before I answered. ?I think it would be hot. I've always fantasized about watching you with another man; especially a well hung black man. Were you serious about what you said? About watching me?you know.? She looked at me and smiled shyly, her hand resting on my dick. ?I think it would be sexy to watch you suck a big cock.? ?I didn't know you were such a pervert.? I said, laughing. ?It's all just fantasy, right? So why can't we be honest about our fantasies? I have lots of fantasies that you don't know about.? She said smiling wickedly.
?I want you to do it.? I said. ?You want me to tell you about my fantasies?? She asked. ?No, I want you to fuck the sofa guy. I want you to fuck him and suck him, and I want to watch.? I said. She looked at me with a confused expression. ?Are you serious? You want me to fuck a total stranger? It's just a fantasy.? She said. ?I know you want to fuck him. You were masturbating so hard thinking about it that you were shaking the bed, so why not do it?? ?Well, that would take care of your fantasy I suppose, but what about mine?? She asked slyly. ?If I get my fantasy, then you'll get yours.? I promised, knowing that the fantasy would end here. She squeezed my cock and kissed my cheek as she got out of the bed, saying ?I guess we'll see what happens.?
I was in the kitchen when I heard the knock at the door. I laughed quietly at the game we had played at this stranger's expense. Too bad Megan isn't into that sort of thing. We could've had some fun. I heard her answer the door and I stepped into the den. I saw the stranger for the first time, and he wasn't really what I had expected. He was a little older than I imagined, but not old. He had a slight belly, but he wasn't fat. I walked to the doorway as he entered and introduced myself. ?I'm Andy. Megan says that you're interested in the sofa.? ?Amos.? He said, shaking my hand. ?I was here yesterday, liked what I saw.? His eyes focused on Megan and he smiled as he spoke.
We walked into the den and stood around the old sofa. I noticed Amos looking intently at Megan. No one spoke for several minutes, so I offered to get drinks for everyone. I went to the kitchen and quickly poured three drinks, then waited by the door and listened. ?Well, did you think about it last night?? Megan asked. ?I sure did baby girl. Did you?? he said. ?Yes.? She whispered. I cautiously looked around the corner and saw Amos walk behind Megan and put his arms around her, his right hand rubbing her thigh as his left began to massage her breast. She stood motionless for several seconds, allowing him to feel her, and then she pulled away. He reached for her and pulled her close, then kissed her hard, his hands groping at her perfect ass. Her hands slowly reached up and around his neck, then dropped suddenly to his chest as she pushed him away. ?I can't.? she said softly.
His back was to me, but I heard the zipper. Megan turned toward him at the sound, her eyes smoky with desire at what she saw. He moved toward her, taking her hand and pulling it toward him. I couldn't see, but I knew that her hand was now on his cock. She glanced up toward the kitchen door and saw me there. Our eyes met, and for several seconds she looked at me. I slowly nodded. If it was consent that she was looking for I wanted her to know that she had it. She turned from him, walked to the sofa and sat down. I forced a cough as I entered the den with drinks in hand. I could tell that he was hastily adjusting and zipping, but I pretended not to notice. I handed him a beverage, noticing the very large outline in his pants. Megan patted the sofa next to her, motioning for me to sit down.
She took the two remaining glasses from me and sat them on an end table. She looked at me for a moment, then at Amos. ?Take it back out.? She said to Amos. She held her hand out toward Amos and motioned him toward her. ?Take it out.? She repeated. Amos looked at me, then at Megan, uncertainty written on his face. ?It's okay. He doesn't mind. Take it out.? She said again. He slowly moved toward us, unzipping as he moved. He stopped inches from Megan with his hand still on his zipper. ?Let me do it.? She said as she reached to him, unfastening the button on his waistband. Slowly she reached into his pants and pulled his cock free. It sprang out quickly, smacking her cheek lightly. She gazed at the enormous cock in her hands and began to stroke it, mesmerized. ?My husband wants to watch you fuck me with this.? She said. Her lips brushed the head of his cock with every word. ?And he wants to watch me suck it.? She continued. Amos glanced at me, and I nodded my agreement. She moved her face toward his dick, slowly stroking him, and rubbed his cock across her face the way she had done for me so many times. ?But there's something that I want first.? She said.
Her lips brushed across the head of his cock as her eyes looked up at him, then over to me. ?I want my husband to suck you first.? I looked at him, unsure of what his response would be. ?No problem.? He said. Megan looked at me, the huge cock still gliding across her lips. ?Are you sure?? I asked. She responded by licking the dark shaft, then holding the monster erection toward my face. ?Please.? She said.
Amos stepped closer, turning his body toward me, putting his cock inches from my face. Megan kissed me gently, and then guided the cock to my lips. I licked the head of his prick, getting my first taste of cock. ?Put it in your mouth; let your tongue move around it, just like I do to you.? Megan whispered. I closed my eyes and did as she said. Her hand was still on his cock, and I put my hand on hers. Together we stroked his cock as I sucked him. Megan moaned and kissed my cheek again. She stood up, and I watched as she slowly undressed. My cock was now painfully erect as I sucked this stranger's big black dick, watching my wife undress, getting ready to fuck him.
When she was undressed she again sat next to me. ?I'll take over now, baby.? She said, pulling the wet cock from my mouth and putting it into hers. She licked and sucked for only a moment. ?I got to fuck you now, girl.? Amos said. Megan looked at me as she leaned back and spread her legs for him. Amos positioned himself between her legs, rubbing his shaft against her cunt, and then inserting himself into her in one long, deep thrust. Megan moaned loudly, looking into my eyes. ?He's so fuckin? big, baby.? She cried. He fucked her with a steady rhythm, each push causing her to moan and whimper. I stood next to him, watching him fuck my wife, gently rubbing my own hard prick. Her right foot bounced gently in front of my face with each stroke he made. ?Suck my toes while he fucks me, Andy.? Megan sighed. I took her foot in my hand, rubbing the sole with my thumbs as I licked her toes. She closed her eyes, grunting as he fucked her harder. ?He's fucking me so good, baby.? She said as he began to pound her cunt forcefully. ?Fuck me! Give me that big black cock! Fuck my cunt!? She screamed, her body trembling as she began to cum.
Amos began to fuck her even harder, slamming his cock deep into her wet pussy. ?You gonna make me cum, girl.? He grunted. ?Cum for me baby. Give me your hot cum.? She coaxed him. A few more brutal thrusts, then he grunted, pulling his slick wet cock from her cunt. He yelled as he came, shooting several streams of hot cum onto her face, chest and stomach. As his orgasm subsided he sighed heavily and sat on the sofa next to Megan. ?That was great.? She said breathlessly. After a moment she sat up, looking at his now semi hard cock. ?Clean us up, baby.? She said to me, the evil smile back on her lips. I did not argue, but fell to my knees, taking him once again into my mouth. The taste was amazing, a blend of her sweet cunt and his cum. I took my time cleaning him, and then moved to her, licking his thick cum from her body. As I licked her clean I tried not to swallow, holding his cum in my mouth. When I'd finished licking her face clean I kissed her. As we kissed I pushed his cum into her mouth. She moaned, her tongue rolling around mine. After the cum was gone, swallowed equally by each of us, Megan smiled. ?That was fantastic, baby.? She said.
As Amos was walking toward the door to leave he looked back, smiling. ?I'll be back tomorrow to get that couch, and I'll bring a friend or two to help.?
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