“I thought for a brief second, very brief. What a choice. I could fuck my wife, alone, or perhaps join in on the action I had only watched before. An easy decision, it was.
“Invite them in,” I said, “But how will you explain me being here?”
We devised a quick plan. I ducked out a window and made my way to the front of the house. My wife (whose name is Debbie, by the way) said to give her about ten minutes so she could bring Marie in on it and then I should casually just enter through the front door. The plan was simple. Marie would explain that the unsuspecting black guy (I later learned his name was Cedric) was her date for the night. He had to go along with it. He had just fucked my wife and here her husband comes home.
“Hello,” I said as I entered the house. “Hi Debbie, and hey Marie, haven’t seen you in a while.” Hah, hadn’t seen her for about an hour and that was when she had her ass being reamed.
Marie interjected, “This is my date, Cedric. Cedric, this is Bill (yes, that’s my name), Debbie’s husband.
Cedric and I shook hands. His handshake betrayed a certain amount of nervousness. No wonder. Shaking hands with the husband of the woman he had fucked less than two hours ago would make anyone nervous.
We sat down, Debbie literally in my lap, Marie with Cedric, drank and made small talk for about an hour. The booze was taking effect and the mood became visibly lighter. It was Marie that made the suggestion.
“How about we play cards?” she said. “Poker sounds like fun. We could even make it strip poker.”
Debbie chimed in, “Okay with me. Bill?” My turn.
“Fine by me,” I said. “How about you Cedric?”
Since Marie had been fondling Cedric’s cock under the table for the past 15 minutes his answer was a resounding yes also. I set out the rules and dealt the first hand. We played for about 30 minutes and it became apparent that neither Debbie nor Marie were any sort of poker players. Or were they trying to lose? In any event Debbie was down to her thong underwear and Marie to her bra and panties while Cedric and I still had our pants on.
Debbie lost another hand. “What happens when I take off my thong?” she asked. I could have given a wise-ass answer but held my tongue. Instead, I said, “If you are out of clothes you can still play but if you lose another hand you have to take a dare from whoever wins the hand.”
Sure enough, Debbie lost again. Marie was the winner.
“Okay,” Debbie said, sitting there naked, “Give me my dare.”
‘I dare you,” Marie said, “To give Cedric a big kiss.”
Shouldn’t have been a problem since he fucked her earlier but Cedric looked a little awkward with me sitting there. “Go ahead, Cedric,” I said, “Play the game.” At that Debbie stood up, went and sat in Cedric’s lap, and kissed him passionately.
My wife has relatively pale skin and the sight of her against Cedric’s coal-black body was very erotic. Marie was taken also and threw down her cards, said “the hell with this game”, and was all over me in an instant.
The fucking went on for the next hour. I fucked Marie as Cedric did the same to Debbie. Marie teased me during our lovemaking by making sly comments such as “Look over there, he’s fucking your wife”, “Don’t you love my pussy, is it as good as Debbie’s? and “Bill, your cock is sooooo big”. As for Debbie, I didn’t hear a word. Her mouth was too filled with Cedric’s big black cock.
We went to separate bedrooms and I fucked Marie over and over as I assume Debbie did to Cedric. We fell asleep in each others arms. Sometime during the night I felt movement in the bed and woke up to find Debbie straddling my cock. Marie and Debbie had traded partners. I fucked my sexy wife over and over until the sun came up.
Breakfast was served by Debbie and Marie at about 9 the next morning. Marie and Cedric left shortly thereafter, leaving my wife and me alone.
“Debbie,” I said, I have never seen so look so sexy as last night. It makes me want you all the more.”
“Bill,” she said, “I feel the same way. And I want this feeling to last forever. I’ll be doing a little shopping this afternoon; I want to get something sexy to wear when Cedric comes back over tonight.”
What? I thought. Cedric was coming over tonight. I’m not sure I like the sound of this. A one-nighter, sure. But a regular thing? I had to think about this.
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