Ashlee And Jd Ch 04

Bill saw the strange car pull up to Ashlee's apartment. It pulled into a spot and sat there, idling.

Ashlee's friend, Kelly, had told Bill that some guy had asked her out. It was her first date since they'd broken up, and Bill wasn't taking it well.

He decided to meet her when she came home from what he assumed would be an awkward and miserable first date and try again to win her back. He'd been sitting in his car waiting for about half an hour. When this new car pulled in, Bill slumped in his seat so he wouldn't be seen.

It was a false alarm. The guy in this car was black, and he was all alone. Bill wasn't sure what the guy was waiting for. He thought maybe he should call the police and report a strange man waiting in the parking lot...then remembered he was doing the same thing.

After a few minutes, the black dude sat up straight in his seat. Bill thought the guy must have seen something in the woods next to Ashlee's apartment.

Bill was about to turn and follow the black guy's gaze when something strange happened.

Blonde hair suddenly rose up and became visible above the dashboard of the guy's car. Bill couldn't believe his eyes as he watched Ashlee's head raise up out of this black guy's lap.

She was wiping her chin, then putting her fingers in her mouth, all while staring wide eyed at this new black guy.

Bill searched for any explanation other than the obvious one. Kelly hadn't told him that her date was black, and ..."Was she..." he thought, "BLOWING him?"

He was surprised to feel his own cock twitch in his pants at the thought. His face burned with jealous anger.

The two of them spoke for a moment, then the guy took a few seconds to adjust himself and got out of the car. He walked around to her side and opened her door.

As they walked to her front door, the guy slipped his arm easily around her waist and she clung close to him. He thought he heard her laugh and say, "That was the most yet!" but he wasn't sure what that could mean. His cock seemed to know though, and pulsed again in his pants.

Bill felt a rush of victory when she turned away from him to open her door. It looked like there wasn't going to be any kiss goodnight. To his disappointment, though, she unlocked the door, then stepped aside and let him in.

Bill got out of his car and crept around to the woods beside Ashlee's apartment. She shared a bedroom on the first floor, but her roommate was out tonight. He didn't think she'd take him there—definitely not on a first date-but just needed to look and make sure.

He tiptoed across the lawn between apartment buildings, then stepped into the woods. There was a path, but it was too dark to see. He stepped into mud and felt his foot sink. As water seeped through his shoe, he pulled his foot out of the puddle and continued. He hid behind a tree that faced her dark bedroom window.

He breathed out a sigh of relief. Then the light came on.

The two of them entered the room together, then separated until they were about 10 feet apart. Ashlee stood with her back to the window. The guy stood facing her.

Bill didn't know it, but while they talked in the car, Ashlee told JD that they'd fooled around in every possible way and groped each other, but they hadn't actually SEEN one another. And if anything was going to happen tonight, she wanted each of them to see and feel each other in their entirety.

And Bill was about to see it happen.

Ashlee moved first. She slipped her blouse over her head. Bill was close enough to see the black guy's eyes swing to her healthy chest. She then reached in front and unclasped the front-loading bra, allowing it to drop to the floor.

Bill saw her bare back and felt himself harden. JD's eyes swum over her, taking it all in.

After a few seconds, she opened her skirt and dropped it to the floor, revealing a skimpy pair of pink panties that clung to her ass. Not for long, as she slid them to the floor and stepped out of them.

She stood naturally, allowing the strange man to stare hungrily. She turned so he could get a look at her ass. Bill saw the big breasts that he missed so much facing out the window at him.

Ashlee turned back to the guy, and it was his turn. He took off his shirt revealing a magnificent chiseled chest and abs. He then slowly unbuckled his belt, flexing his arms as he did.

Enjoying his rapt audience, but not realizing it was twice as big as he thought, JD unbuttoned his pants and slowly unzipped. He pushed them down, revealing an impressively tented pair of boxers.

Then he slid his boxers down his hips.

"No fucking way," whispered Bill.

In his wet muddy shoes, next to a damp tree, Bill stood and stared at the biggest cock he'd ever seen. The black monster looked twice as long as his and easily twice as thick.

He realized he was never getting Ashlee back, not when she had that to replace him. He also realized what was about to happen, but he couldn't tear himself away. It was like looking as you pass a car crash.

Unlike a car crash, however, Bill was rock hard.

The black man and the white woman that used to be his stood eyeing each other, like fighters during introductions. Then they clashed with pent-up sexual energy.

Ashlee and JD kissed deeply as their hands explored. She felt his shoulders and back, ran both hands over his abs and thighs, then came to rest, as always, on his cock. She ran one hand after another along its length, which was impossibly still increasing.

Bill reached into his pants and felt his own cock. He couldn't help noticing that two hands wouldn't fit...not at the same time. Not like his.

His black hands explored her breasts, her neck, her hips, and her ass, squeezing and rubbing her all over.

Then Ashlee took several steps back, leading him by his manhood, and laid backward on her bed, out of Bill's view.

He crept closer until he was right next to the glass, off in the shadows. He was close enough to hear their muffled words now.

The black man was running his hands along her dark mound of pubic hair.

"I didn't shave it or bleach it," she was saying, breathlessly, "because I really didn't think you'd be seeing it for awhile."

He didn't seem to mind as he buried his face into it. She arched her back and caressed the short curly hair on top of his head with both hands as he licked her, tasting her pussy.

"Oh yes," she groaned as he reached under her to squeeze her ass with both hands as he ate.

After she lay there in ecstasy for several minutes, she began to pivot and slide to her right on the bed, until she could reach one of his legs with her arm. She grabbed it urgently and guided it over her head, so he was straddling her, head still buried in her pussy.

She lifted her head and took his balls into her mouth. Bill watched as the massive black sack dipped in and out of her tiny mouth. She'd never done this to him. Bill unzipped his pants and began to stroke himself as he watched her lick the length of his cock.

Every once in awhile, she'd stop and lay back, enjoying his attention to her pussy. He seemed to have found the spot and was hungrily licking away.

"Yes, yes yes," she cried, then lifted her head and thrust his cock into her mouth. Bill watched her cheeks cave in as she sucked away. Then she released him, too close to orgasm to be able to concentrate.

She groaned and shouted his name, "JD! Yes, JD," while his massive cock bobbed inches from her face.

Bill felt himself go, spraying cum on the cold brick wall underneath his ex-girlfriend's window while this black man brought her to orgasm.

He looked down at his rapidly shriveling cock and the meager puddle he'd created, then turned his attentions back to the stallion ravaging his woman.

He now lay back on the bed, his cock sticking straight up like a tent pole, his balls hanging off the side. She stepped over him and straddled him, lowering herself onto him.

She grunted and stopped. "Take it slow, baby," she said. "I'm not used to it. It's so big."

Bill felt himself twitch again as she slid it into her, an inch at a time.

"Mmmm," Ashlee purred as it found a home.

"Oh, baby," JD said. "Your mouth is amazing but this? Is something else entirely."

She slowly began to move her hips back and forth. He started to move with her, but she placed a hand just above his pubic hair. "No," she said. "Not yet."

She rode him for awhile, then leaned forward and dangled her pendulous breasts in his face. He buried his face into them and Bill felt himself stiffening.

Ashlee was too overcome with pleasure to keep her rhythm and collapsed on top of him, biting his earlobe gently and whispering in his ear.

JD picked up the slack, raising and lowering his hips, driving his big black cock in and out of her pussy. He cupped her ass with both hands and squeezed.

Then he rolled over and was on top of her, his blackness covering up her white skin. Bill saw the bottoms of her feet and her hands, grabbing at his tight ass.

Ashlee screamed JD's name as he pistoned his hips faster and faster. Finally, he arched his back.

"Oh baby," he said. "Oh, Ashlee."

Bill felt himself come again, his spray wetting the bricks again.

He watched the giant dangling balls twitch, seeming to come to life and new that this black stud was coming inside his girlfriend. She groaned and gripped his ass tighter, so he couldn't get away.

He wasn't going anywhere, he thrust again and again, emptying himself into her.

Finally, it was done. They lay there together for a few moments, then he rolled to the side.

His black cock, still massive, but no longer hard, flopped heavily to the bed.

Ashlee's hair was a mess and she was covered in a sheen of sweat. She looked exhausted, but Bill had never seen her look sexier.

Ashlee reached over and stroked the man's cock, gently, lovingly. He rested a hand between her breasts. She said something to him, and JD walked across the room toward the window.

Bill stood there, with a thin pane of glass all that separated him from JD's giant black cock.

With Bill standing on the ground, the black meat was at his eye level. He could see it glistening with his cum and her juices mixed together.

It was the last thing he saw before JD pulled the shades closed.

Bill crept back to the car, wondering how many much more he would be deprived of seeing. He began to stiffen just thinking about it.

Knowing that it would be three more times would have probably made him climax again as he drove home.