" I want you to call James and
invite him to come over tonight." Candy said. She knew that
it embarrasses me to call some guy and ask him to come over and
fuck my wife but she always makes me do it. She says it's not
proper for a woman to call a man and that me doing it is part of
what I signed up for. She also knew that I'd do it.
Of course when I called, he was
only too glad to join us and as soon as he walked in, he said,
"Make me a drink ... where's your wife." She was in the
guest room and James headed that way. When I returned with his
drink, I found the door closed and when I knocked, Candy said to
come back in awhile so I went back to the living room and finished
the bourbon myself. Maybe a half hour later, James came out and
went into the bathroom. "Come here, honey," Candy
called. "Why don't you join us ... oh and you can leave your
clothes out there. You won't need them." It was clear when I
walked in that they'd already been in the middle of fucking. Candy
was nude, her hair was a mess and her pussy was a puffy dark pink.
"Would you like to watch, honey?" she asked as I came
in. "I know you like that and James wants you to see, too.
Just be quiet and don't interrupt, OK?" James
came back in and without missing a beat climbed back on her and
picked up where they'd obviously left off. Candy opened her legs
for him and he was all the way in her in one thrust. Candy kept up
a running commentary on how good he was, how much bigger his cock
was than mine. "Can you see that, honey?" she said.
"Can you see his Black cock splitting me open ... God James,
fuck me baby ... give me your cock .... I want it." The more
she talked, the harder James fucked her and the harder he fucked
her, it seemed like the more invisible I became.