My suite was booked at the Empire Hotel on the Upper West Side of New York City. The drive took nearly forty minutes due to traffic from Grand Central Parkway. I never realised how tired I was until the driver honked his horn to announce we were at my destination. I settled my fare, got out, and strolled into the establishment. Nighttime had arrived during my drive.
It was approaching 8:00 p.m. when I entered my suite and shut the door behind me. I threw my luggage on the bed and proceeded to get out of my clothes; I decided to hold off calling Cathy until I had my shower. Minutes later, I felt good about myself, having had a warm bath and feeling cosy in a bathrobe, when I decided to let Cathy know I was settled comfortably. She told me to FaceTime her on my computer, that it would be much better. I told her to hold on while I fished my laptop out of its bag and laid it on the bed.
Cathy soon appeared full screen, and I waved at her. I saw she was wearing a lingerie, one of my favourite ones. She told me to hold on a minute while she went and placed her phone on a stand, then stepped back so I had an appreciative view of the background. It was our bedroom—Cathy and I have been living together for several months, and I intended to propose to her when I returned.
Cathy sat on the bed, and as she got to talking, someone moved into the frame—a man, most likely, as he wore a Ghostface mask and costume similar to that worn by the killer(s) in that movie Scream. I was about to ask what the fuck was going on, but then Cathy got to the point.
"I'm sorry I never mentioned this to you before you left," she said as Ghostface sat beside her, caressing her thigh while she addressed me. "But then, this wouldn't have been a surprise if I did. You remember how you always bugged me about having sex with another man? Well, I decided today is the day I get to make your dream come true. I've got my friend, Ghostface, here," Ghostface waved at me. "And he's going to make that happen. What I need you to do is lie back and start jerking off because this show is about to get started. Are you ready, Ghostface?"
Ghostface gave her a thumbs-up, then discarded his cloak outfit but retained his face mask. I realised it was a black man underneath the mask—this made what Cathy was about to do very interesting because I've always stressed about wanting to see her take a black cock. Oh, boy! She was about to make my day. I adjusted myself to lie flat on the bed, letting my hard-on come alive and watched Cathy kneel before Ghostface, whose erection stuck out like a tank's turret aimed at my girlfriend's chin.
Cathy spat on his prick's head before applying her lips to his member. I watched her lips expand and contract as she inserted more of his shaft into her mouth. Ghostface had a huge cock—it looked way bigger than mine—though I had no idea who he was underneath the mask. Was he someone I knew? How the fuck had Cathy found him, and how come I never knew she was planning a surprise like this this entire time? I'd requested numerous times that I'd love to see her fuck another man, but she always acted coy and dismissive whenever I raised the topic. It's been weeks since the last time we discussed it. To think she had something like this in mind was outrageous.
Cathy made subtle glances at her phone's camera—at me—like she wanted to ensure I was still with her. I could only imagine how my face must have appeared with me watching her like an eager schoolboy pleading to see what was coming. She grasped Ghostface by his hips and steadily bobbed her head against his pelvis while gurgling as she fed on his prick. Ghostface, too, applied pressure by grabbing a fistful of her hair and jerking his hips at her face.
Foreplay concluded soon enough, and it was now I wanted to see what my Cathy could do with a black cock. It got me wondering if this was her first time doing this, or perhaps she had done such before but never told me.
Ghostface lay on the bed and stroked his cock while Cathy joined him. She settled on his pelvis, giving me an unabashed view of her tanned butt with numerous tattoos that outlined her backside, then leaned forward to let Ghostface work his prick between her cheeks. She groaned in response, and I couldn't help wince as I watched her take his cock inside her. Cathy then sat upright and began working her butt and hips, riding her man before my eyes. Everything looked intoxicating; I was getting unbelievably aroused and couldn't help it.
