I wound up picking up a lot of hours between the storm and the party. Time was flying and people that I saw at the motel that I knew were going seemed excited I also saw some guys and girls at McDonald’s too that were mentioning a party and also said Malik’s name. I hate to judge but I feel like me, my wife and Sandy are going to be the only white people there. I’m for sure not going to like the music if it’s played at all. I am excited though to play some games and see what Malik has in store for us.I got back to the room and saw Sandy talking to an older black woken named Trisha. She was a sweetheart.
“So this is the husband…” Trisha looked me up and down. “Nice to meet you, boy.”
“Nice to meet you too ma’am.”
She turned back to Sandy, “if Earl had half the manners this young man just gave me he wouldn’t have so many issues.” She turned her attention back towards me, “boy where’d you find that wife of yours?” She asked, but it seemed more rhetorical. “I’ve never seen such a good woman before for him that man”
I became very proud. I was lucky. “Honestly ma'am she’s just a genuinely kind person”
“Yea she something alright, my damn husband has had her in MY room measuring his big dick every day since that storm!. He does it up there because he knows he got privacy up there but he's also intruding on mine” she told me and Sandy. Sandy chuckled a little bit.
“I don’t understand. She wasn’t supposed to tell anyone about that game Malik had planned” I told her.
“She didn’t boy. But for days she’s been inside my home with my husband measuring his dick. I finally had to ask what the hell was going on!” She confided. She turned towards Sandy, “the man has his wife kneeling between his legs with no measuring tape. Both hands rubbed up and down his dick, trying to guess if he got bigger or smaller for the party.” Trisha’s comment had Sandy in shock about her sister.
“Talking about how he needs to get as big as possible and shit. Boy, your wife’s whole face is covered in black man’s pre-cum right now cause his dick is one big leaky faucet” she laughed, “he’s got all types of pet names for your wife that I heard on my way here. I had to stare.” They never broke eye contact, and he was calling her baby, baby momma, thick ass bitch, his woman and she didn’t say shit. She just kept trying to measure his dick for him“ she laughed some more.
Sandy just looked at me with her eyebrows raised. All I could think about though is my wife getting in trouble with Malik because Earl's wife is blabbing about one of the games. Our conversation soon ended when Malik came over and asked for my help.
We went over to Areeba’s room which she shares with her husband. As I come to find out, they are out of the country and back in Pakistan for a month. Malik doesn’t tell them he hosts the party in their room, so I’m told. I also came to find out that they don’t just have one bedroom as we all do in a normal motel. Theirs is set up like a ranch-style home. with 2 bedrooms and a massive living room and kitchen. Well, I started to decorate and get what I could ready, and thank god that within 10 minutes Rachel was there along with a couple other black women that looked to be ex-wives or wives of some of the guys that are going along with those guys. Also, 3 very seedy-looking women came with 4 dirty men. Everyone was black as suspected. They helped for quite a while. I can’t stand rap music. Sandy and my wife showed up finally, but I didn’t get a chance to say anything to her yet because I was still setting up. Earl came maybe a couple of minutes after those two. God, he smelled.
“Earl, buddy, don’t you shower?” I asked
“I can’t, brother. Too much to do. Your wife has been helping me a lot, but I want to be all-natural today for her. She needs to take in all that’s me during these games, know what I’m saying?” He laughed.
I didn’t know, but I agreed and laughed awkwardly anyway. It was only a moment later that Malik had turned the lights down and put on some cooler lights and turned on his DJ equipment. He started to introduce the participants. He introduced 3 pairs of partners and then got to Earl and Stephanie.
“Y’all remember him from the last 5 years y’all he doesn’t need any introduction today, but he’s got a BRAND-NEW partner this year! My good friend Cameron, and his wife Stephanieeeeee” Malik's introduction made my wife super shy but also resulted in some clapping and some mumbling. I couldn’t make it out. Something about being married, something about thick or being thick, something about huge tits. I couldn’t make it out, to be honest.
“My man Earl has been so excited he could explode ain’t that right Earl” Malik and some others had laughed. Earl nodded in pain in looked like.
“Been taking a little vitamin the past week, brother! Called Ball Refill! It’s a volumizer if you know what I’m saying” Earl shouted but with an arm around my wife. I didn’t quite get what it meant, though. Neither did some others, but there were some eye rolls.
He introduced another couple and then broke some news. “Guys, this year one of our very own, Sandy, has chosen to sit this one out. The storm got to her, and she wants to enjoy everyone else’s company. That being said. Her partner, who is Mrs. Stephanie’s husband, is sitting out too. Let’s get the party started, ladies and gentlemen! There’s poker in bedroom number 1, bedroom number 2 is off limits at the moment, and then food and booze in the kitchen. I want to see all participants in the games dancing with each other while everyone else gets settled in” Malik stated to the group “we are going to be voting for the best couple for every event guys so make sure you are paying attention”
I ran to get a seat at the poker table and waited for some folks to join me. It took a minute. I watched everyone dancing. Glad no one dressed up. I was the best dressed I thought. Slacks and a polo. Most of the guys had giant sweatpants and hoodies and tee shirts. Some of the women looked like prostitutes, just not the older ones. Stephanie just leggings and a t-shirt. I couldn’t believe how close she could get to Earl with his BO the way it is.
After a few rounds of poker, some drinks were going down and people were having fun. Malik called everyone in to cast a vote.
“ Everybody, this vote is for the couple who danced the best. Take into consideration how into each other the couple is, how bad they want this win but most importantly win with their partner, their dance moves, etc.” Malik announced. I had cast my vote for my wife and Earl obviously, but I wasn’t watching cause of the poker games.
After a few minutes of talking and drinking, Malik made another announcement.
“Ok everybody this was almost unanimous I’m not even going to read off the zeroes, Earl and Stephanie you guys won by a landslide. Only one person didn’t vote for y’all… We just gonna move and not even fight about this one” he said. “This next part is to lighten things up guys, make it fun. It’s called STRIPTEASE. You are going to strip each other down to their underwear in the hottest way possible. Please pay attention, please vote, and please participants make it hot”
“MALIK!” Hollered Earl,“ we ain’t gonna participate in this round. We gonna hold off if we have to sacrifice the points then it’s all good.” My wife stood there confused, but he reassured her quickly “don’t worry baby momma we're still good. I have to be careful, or I am going to fucking explode and I’m not wasting the first one where I don’t want to” he told my wife. She nodded in agreement because she trusted him. I didn’t quite understand what he meant, but Malik said it was fine and ushered everyone to start stripping.
Malik played some old RnB music. And the other couples stripped. It probably lasted about a good 15 minutes because people were having fun with it. I had another good beer during this time.
“Ok, everybody, gather around. It’s voting time, everyone, gather around. Are all of you having fun? The same thing goes for this round, guys. Base your vote on performance and how into each other the couple is. If it doesn’t look natural or like they want to strip their partner, do they deserve the win? Answer with your vote. The votes are going to be tallied up at the end of round 4!” Malik announced.
There was some uttering I heard about my wife and Earl. About how they were supposed to win but aren’t doing much. I heard their dancing was good, but they didn’t strip at all. Seemed like a lot of disappointment. I decided to cast a vote for my wife anyway to support her and Earl. Once the vote was collected. Malik made another announcement.
“Ok guys, we got 4 votes for Dominique and Jamar. They seemed to have one this one. Looks like 2 votes for Latasha and Dave. 1 vote for Earl and Stephanie? Who voted for Earl and Stephanie, they didn’t even strip” Malik asked. Everyone was looking around, I didn’t know if I should raise my hand, but I did anyway.
“I did!” I shouted. Everyone was looking at me now like I was a cheater, and my wife and Earl were both happy I voted for them but also looked like they were grateful. “I voted for them because I think it took guts to not do a strip tease like the others” I chimed in.
Malik ignored my comment, “ok sure we will count that. This next game is a fun one guys now that we are stripped down except for Earl and Mrs. Stephanie we are going to measure the dick size of your partner! This is your chance to make it as hot as possible, guys”
Earl interrupted the announcement, grabbed my wife who was standing next to him, and pulled her in front of him. Her blonde hair was still flying from the force he used when he pulled her in for an extremely passionate tongue kiss. It was very awkward for me. His one hand was grabbing her boob and then as if he didn’t know what to do with his hands, he took both of them and grabbed her behind. I’ve not only never kissed my wife that beautifully, hard, and passionately, I’ve never even seen that in a movie. She quickly responded by kissing back and hugging him so hard it sounded like she punched his back when her arms were slung around to embrace him, although still looked confused as it happened so fast. He immediately ended it when he ordered her, “get the fuck on your knees, mama”. She fell to her knees almost as quickly as Earl ripped the front of his sweatpants from moving so quickly and yanking them down to his ankles, releasing a very large black penis. She was now face to face with his penis, which already was leaking. He stood there staring into her eyes with balls fists , licking his lips like he couldn’t control his emotions with my wife.
The room was quiet when Malik broke the silence,“ ok……… I will pass out the measuring tape, you can measure your partner.” It was almost as though Malik didn’t know how to react to Earl and my wife. None of us did. Once things got going again, the others started making it fun again to measure the guys. I’m ashamed of how much bigger they were than me, but Earl might take the lead on this one by a half-inch or so. I was worried because as everyone is getting into it, my wife and Earl were just staring at each other. My wife was on her knees looking into his eyes with the measuring tape laying across the top of his penis. My wife wasn’t even holding it. His penis kept jerking and bouncing up and down too, which was scary because I didn’t know if the tape would fall off. However, every time it would jerk and bounce his pre-cum would be slung onto my wife’s shirt and leggings which were black, so now everyone knows his pre-cum is in her clothes at least for 3-4 more days when it’s laundry day. I watched the others put on a pretty good show and came back to my wife and Earl here and there, who were just staring at each other. Earl's nostrils were flaring.
Malik called for everyone to cast their votes. Everyone moved except my wife and Earl. They need to cast their votes too. I best not disturb them, though. Maybe they already know what round 4 was and came up with some type of plan. She just looked up at him as lovingly as she could and him he looked at her, I don’t even know how to describe it. It was impressive, to say the least.
“Ok guys gather round. This one is a bit different given the shows/show we just saw. Understand that all these women did was measure their partner’s dick. We are still voting for the couple who gave the most effort. Ok, let’s read them off. We have 6 for Latasha and Dave! Dave, you measured in 8.1 inches by the way.” Malik announced. Dominique offered to give their team's votes to Latasha and Dave and bow out. The party boo’ed them both but ultimately agreed. Not before Malik released Jamar’s size which was also 8.1 inches. Malik made his way over to my wife and Earl looked at the tape measure.
“Earl is measuring in at -“ Malik stated as he was interrupted by Trisha
“10 inches! That’s my husband! Strong man he is, we just did this last month before the doctor's visit!” Trisha stated
“Trisha, please be quiet,” Malik stated. Earl was still staring at my wife, who was on her knee staring into his eyes past his penis. “Earl, you are measuring in at 10.6 inches. What the fuck” this was followed by some gasps, laughs, and whispers.
“However, you guys only received 2 votes in assuming on that account you didn’t even touch him.” Malik carried on. He spoke about stage 4, but I was getting a little buzzed. I was trying to focus on Earl. He was mumbling things under his breath as they looked at each other.
“ Ok, guys. Stage 4. When you, as a couple, work. You become a couple. You become powerful. Stage 4 is called Mating Season. I’ll need Sandy’s help on this one with passing out condoms and monitoring everyone’s session.” Malik said. This prompted Sandy to stand up and get the bowl of condoms while Malik explained the rule.
“We want good clean fun, guys. Maybe the best couple win. Let’s not vote on who is your friend, but who deserves it. Which couple gave it their all. Which couple looks like they’re together, which couple that wants this more than any prize!” Malik finished. Sandy passed out the condoms and reached Earl and Stephanie. Latasha and Dave had already made their way to bedroom 2 to begin. Followed by Jamar because he wanted to see it. About 10 people stayed. She extended the bowl to both of them.
“Take a condom, Steph,” Sandy told my wife. There was a pause. The room was quiet. My wife and Earl both broke eye contact to look at the bowl and looked back at each other.
“Steph takes a damn rubber, you aren’t on birth control.” She said loud enough for everyone to hear. I felt Trisha’s eyes on me, but I couldn’t speak for myself.
I mustered up the strength to go up there in front of everyone.
“Guys, just grab a condom. It’s not a big deal. It is safer.” I told them. At the moment, I felt like I was just proving advice to my friend Earl. Not so much feeling like a husband to Stephanie.
“Brother” Earl broke his silence. The entire room was quiet.
“Brother, this is my manly hood we are talking about. I’m going to give your wife everything I’ve got. And she’s going to give me everything she’s got. Everything. But I want to do it my way.” He told me and pushed me away from him. I almost fell over from the force of this man.
Malik looked at the both of them, “guys the round started already.” in an attempt to get them going.
My wife mouthed something to him and nodded toward the bowl of condoms.
Everyone was paying close attention to them both. Earl picked her up, she was fully clothed still. They were now standing face to face, eyes to eye.
“Cameron. I’ve wanted to fuck your wife since the day I met you two.” He stated matter-of-factly. Everyone started looking at me and then back at them in shock, including his actual wife.
My wife stared into his eyes, listening to the man speak. Her boobs looked giant pressing against his chest. Her butt looked obnoxious, it is so big compared to the other girls today.
“I told Malik to make sure your wife was my partner. I rigged these games today. I have been taking sperm volumizing pills all week in preparation for this. Not only that, but I got Malik to give me and your wife an hour of undisturbed shower time every day. I am taking over Sandy’s bed, and she’s changing rooms because I want to have your wife whenever I want her. Everything I’m doing right now is to fuck your woman. I’m going to fuck her better, and more often than you ever could. I’m going to fuck your wife so good she’s going to love me too. I’m going to be her second husband. I’m going to get primary rights to this body, though. This is more than just a game to me. This is my woman. I am claiming her body as my property in front of all of our friends and ******.” He told me in front of everyone.
He then directed his words to my wife.
“Do you want to do this my way, baby momma?”
Her mouth opened, but Before she could answer he slapped the condom bowl out of Sandy’s hands and onto
the ground. As my wife inhaled in shock, he stuck his tongue in her mouth as the condoms scattered.
Without breaking a kiss, he had torn my wife’s shirt off of her. He then busted the clips in the back of her bra and took it off. She quickly stepped out of her leggings as he was pushing them down and pushing her back toward the sectional couch. The only remaining barrier was her pink lace underwear I got her for our most recent anniversary, and he tore them at both sides and threw them at me to catch.
My wife was thrown onto her back on the couch. Her big boobs shook, hitting her chin, and he climbed on top of her.
Trisha said, “she’s going to get hurt. He’s too big for her, and she’s not black. She’s not built for a black man’s dick.”
Ignoring his wife, he squeezed his penis from the base to the tip, causing pre-cum to pour out and onto her vagina which he lathered up and lubricate it.
“She’s built for my black dick, Trisha. Shut up. I don’t care about the games anymore brother. All I care about is getting with this woman. Your wife is about to bust my nuts so good.” With that, he leaned into her body and kissed her hard. His face was pure bliss. Eyes closed like he was dreaming.
I heard Trisha gasp “he’s to his balls, Sandy. It’s a perfect fit for him. I don’t understand.”
He started at a medium tempo. The room was pretty quiet watching them while the other couple was still in the other room. His balls were loud when they slapped her bottom. And her boobs were pouring out of the side of their smashed bodies. She was holding on as long as she could, giving these almost manly-sounding deep grunts. I’ve never heard her make these noises before. The entire front of her body was covered in his new and old sweat from the days he still hasn’t showered from.
“You have the biggest ass and titties I’ve ever fucked, baby,” he told her.
“You have the biggest dick that’s ever fucked me” she managed to get out in-between whimpers.
It took about 3–4 minutes of steady pumping until he started mumbling, and his strokes started to become a little chaotic.
No one was saying anything, we were just in awe.
“This is it, boy. I’m going to cum so fucking hard in your wife. Fuck, this bitch is the best I’ve ever had, goddammit. Oh my god, she’s gonna bust my nuts. Are you watching bro? This is it!” He was telling me
My wife started to pound her hips upward to meet his downward thrusts. Maybe a total of 2 inches before they slammed back into each other. Then he stopped and laid everything down on her and put his hands under her big booty cheeks. His black fingers were crazy how they had so much juicy white meat spilling out in between them.
“Do it! Finish me off, big momma. Make me nut.” he commanded her. “This loyal ass white wife is mine.” And with that, she held on to his back. He held on to her butt. And she started to slam her hips up into his without him doing any work. The harder she pushed up, you could tell he was applying double the force down into her.
He gritted his teeth and stiffened his entire body.
“I’m gonna cum in your wife, dude. Support me, man. I’m gonna cum in her bro, fuck. I’m cumming. I’m giving it all to her. Fuck. Oh my god, she’s taking all this black baby-making nut. Oh my god. Your fucking wife is perfect. I'm fucking cumming so much inside you” he was getting aggressive.
“KEEP GOING, GIRL!!! You got this! Keep throwing them thick hips back up into him” Dominique shouted. Then more chimed in.
“Hell yea Steph!” Sandy
“That’s what’s up, girl! Keep pushing! Keep taking it! You're draining his big black nuts still don’t stop!” Latasha.
“His black dick is scalding hot inside me.” My wife said through deep grunts.
“It’s that friction, baby girl! Make more of it. TRUST ME” Latasha advised my wife.
This caused my wife to show her teeth and close her eyes hard. She tried as best as she could to grind hard upwards into him as he was forcing her back down. She was ensuring they were short and fast strokes.
“Thank you for letting me fuck you without a condom, baby.” He cried to my wife.
She managed to find the strength to reply, “I saw it in your eyes. I knew how important this was to do this your way.”
“Don’t stop for nothing, baby girl! Don’t worry about your husband. You about to finish off your man.” Dominique yelled.
Out of nowhere, I got the urge to cheer them on, “keep going, Earl! Don’t hold back.”
Earl heard me. Looking like he’s getting a second wave of more sperm to release. He needed more motivation, I saw it in his eyes.
“KEEP GOING BRO, YOU CANT GIVE UP! Give her everything you got, buddy! Do not let her down!” I told him.
All of a sudden, he broke free of his stiff body and pulled her knees up further, and began grinding deeper and deeper. His balls were getting sucked into his sack.
“Yes, Earl, you got this!! I have faith in you!” I told him.
“I am gonna fuck your wife raw everyday, boy. Fuck. Her body, oh my god. I swear to God I am going to nut in it every chance I get and there’s nothing you can do” He collapsed and they both were catching their breaths and kissing each other. We all left them there on the couch for about 10 minutes and gathered the votes and some drinks.
“Everybody come on, come over here, let’s go. That includes you two on the couch.” Malik said.
“These points for stage 4 Mating Season are different. They count for double because of all the work you guys put into it.” Malik called out “4 points for Latasha and David. That puts you guys at 18 points.”
Earl didn’t even pull out of my wife. He picked her up and brought her over while she straddled and hugged him. Very odd to me that nothing was spilling out of her. However, he’s 10-plus inches long, maybe he shot it that far back.
Malik shouted, “calm down. Ok, listen up. He seems to be we have time. With all the points added up, Earl and Mrs. Stephanie have 18 too. This can’t be. Who didn’t vote.”
“Oh shoot! It was me! I didn’t vote” I said to everyone’s disappointment. I got my pen and paper and looked around. I looked at Latasha and Dave. I looked and our friends. I looked and Earl and my wife. Earl and my wife looked worried. It was in both of their eyes as he held her. His black hands covered her butt cheeks and her massive boobs in his chest and neck. But their eyes. I knew what I had to do.
“Is this it? Your vote?” Malik asked… I shook my head yes. “Mrs. Stephanie, it appears as if the tiebreaker will go to your husband. Everyone, let’s bring it together as a group to hear the winner and take a picture together. I’ll need Sandy and Cameron to take some pictures”. Dominique handed me her phones to take some so I set it on auto to take a picture every couple of seconds.
“With 20 points, your winner is …. Earl and Mrs. Stephanie!” Malik celebrated. We all did. People started taking shots of booze. I went over to congratulate my wife and friend but my wife while celebrating on top of Earl who was still inside her, had caused her to want to have a quick romp right then and there.
We all stopped and watched, and he pulled her up and down, and she was helpless as he had his way with her.
“Come here boy,” he said while lifting her. The room fell silent once more. “This is mine, you hear me. Look at what she’s doing to me. I’m an animal. Your wife’s pussy is so goddamn good, bro. She’s going to make me cum again.” I couldn’t say anything back. I couldn’t reply. There was nothing to say. I heard people taking pictures of the moment.
“Cheer her on right now. Just you! Don’t ever get in the way of me and your wife. Tell her to break my black dick with her big white ass. Let’s go. Do it. Make your wife make me cum up In her again, let’s go.” He ordered me.
“Do it, babe! Make him cum! You got this!” I cheered
“That’s it, boy, keep going! You’re going to make me bust inside her.” Earl replied
“He wants to make him cum inside, babe! Do it make him!” I said enthusiastically.
“Fuck I’m almost there” he was wincing, “oh my fucking god this is it. I’m a goner. She’s mine. I’m never pulling out of your woman. She’s my woman now”. She started to try harder too. She was putting her body weight into it.
“Babe! TRY HARDER! Pop his balls and make him fire it off you almost have him! Let’s go! I know you can! Don’t fail him now!” I told her. Someone had shouted for me to smile for the camera so I did real quick. That was what she needed from me, and she went crazy on him for a good 8-10 heavy thrusts as he unloaded it all into my wife.
“Give that woman that black baby making seed, babe!” One of the girls cheered from from behind me. Her hair was bouncing with every thrust and she was smiling so hard she looked as if she was almost laughing. Everyone began to cheer and take more shots and take more pictures as Earl grunted. Felt like the room was shaking. He stood there holding her for a minute to catch his breath and he carried her naked out the door. I could only watch.
Dominique came over to me, Malik, Sandy and Trisha. She showed us a picture she posted to her Instagram of the celebration. It was all of us together except Sandy and Dominique. They were all looking at the camera except Earl and my wife who looked like they were both releasing at the same time. If was a side profile of them. His eyes were closed and teeth showing. Her eyes were closed and smiling from ear to ear, straddling him. Dominique was so excited cause it was going viral. In 5 minutes it had 303 likes and 55 comments. Some of the comments were a bit inappropriate and some were confusing.
“That’s a lot of white ass, dawg” one man said.
“”That girls life changed forever at this moment” a lady said
“That O.G. Ain’t never gonna stop hitting that man’s wife” another male said.
“Get the baby room ready, girl.” A lady said. Dominique told me that was actually one of his baby mothers.
