They had dinner, but didn't really feel like going out after. The spring had yet to fully set in, and the car was cold when they got in at the restaurant. Deciding against joining their friends at the nightclub, Meldrake and Julia went home and went upstairs, changed into lounging clothes, and sat in the living room and watched a recording of their favorite TV show, a bawdy adult cartoon about a band of adventurers.
Meldrake cracked a bottle of good red wine he'd gotten at the big box liquor store. Filling two glasses, he flipped the TV back to live broadcast, and sat down on the couch. He'd always slept in shorts that he would never wear in public; they were skin tight, black, and shorter than bike shorts. Julia loved them because she could see the entire outline of his cock when he got hard, and she had always loved his ass. Strong and prominent, she loved smacking it when they fucked, urging him deeper inside. A tank top framed his squared defined shoulders, and he had stepped into a pair of low cut socks, the hardwood floor was cold with the early spring chill.
Julia appeared in the kitchen, heather grey tights wrapped her thick thighs and ass, braless under a loose white tee, her large nippled DD breasts still a threat even dressed down. She reached into a cabinet, and came out with a tray that had a pack of rolling papers, a baggie of dense green nuggets, and a lighter.
She set the tray down on the coffee table and said "A joint with your red, sir?"
Meldrake smiled and said "Sure, babe."
Julia's thick brown hair shook into her face as she giggled. She was what Meldrake had called a "thicky thick" woman when they met 10 years ago, and her weight had gone up some,moving her from thick to plump, but her breasts were still heavy and round, her ass still bouncy and slappable, even if it were all a bit larger. She busied herself with the weed preparation.
Mel handed her a glass, and took a sip himself. Usually on wine and weed nights, Julia wanted to talk about sex. It was her foreplay. To talk about acts she had seen or done, or wanted to see and do, turned her on. Meldrake especially liked when she spoke about the big black cocks she had experienced. Since he owned a big black cock, this kind of conversation easily set him up as well.
Julia finished rolling a huge joint, fat in the middle, tapering down to the ends. She looked directly at Meldrake, stuck her wide tongue out of her mouth and licked her thick lips. Meldrake could not get over her lips. She loved to rub them on his cock, getting them shiny with his pre-come, before she took him in her mouth.
Julia lit the joint, and took a sip of her wine. She passed it to Meldrake, and stood, fiddling with her phone until music filled the air from the Bluetooth sound system they had installed. She killed the TV and sat back down as Mel handed the joint her way.
Mel thought he would begin. "The first time I did this, red wine and a joint? I was a junior in college, and finals had just ended. This girl Lisa, a tall Midwestern girl, played volleyball. We had struck up a friendship that I hoped would go further."
"Did it?" Julia asked.
"It did, that night. My last test ended at nine at night. We had a really hard education law course together, and it was the hardest final I had. Afterward, we went back to her place to decompress. She said she wanted to smoke, but didn't want to offend me by suggesting it. Didn't want to appear racist, as if all black folks smoked weed. So she poured some wine and, after assuring her that I did partake, and definitely on the first day of summer break, she rolled a good blunt and we got high."
Julia drank some more wine. It really was good stuff. The mellow weed combined with the wine began to work on Julia's libido. "Did you fuck?"
"Well...she really wanted to see it. Said that she wanted to see if the rumors were true. I was in a very weird mood, I remember. Just finished my last final of what I thought was going to be my hardest year of college. Super horny, 'cause this girl I wanted to get with wanted to get with me. But at the same time, not giving a fuck at all, 'cause school was over. So, when she said she wanted to see it, I immediately stood up and dropped my pants, took off my underwear, and let it all hang out. She stopped short, then, as I got hard, she began to, I thought, scratch herself. I was so dumb. She started to rub herself through her soccer shorts..."
"Soccer shorts? That's not sexy at all." Julia cracked as she poured another glass of wine for herself, and gestured with the bottle at Meldrake. He looked thoughtful, took the bottle from her, but did not pour.
"Hey, this is college in the nineties, and she was an athlete. She looked good in them, too."
"OK,OK. What did she look like?"
"Tall, light brown hair, muscular body. You know, that volleyball body. Pretty, intelligent...but I wasn't real to her, I don't think. I also don't think it was my cock. I think she had a thing for black guys, but in the worst way possible. I was a fantasy sexual being, not a boyfriend. Anyway, she starts rubbing her pussy while looking at my cock watching it grow. She took me in her mouth without touching it, and began to suck the head. I was loving it, and evidently so was she, because she came from stroking herself with my cock in her mouth."
"Hot!" Julia said, sliding her hand under her shirt and giving her own nipple a tweak. "That's one of my favorite things to do, but I like it when you are playing with my pussy when I suck your cock. Did you end up fucking?"
Meldrake poured his wine finally, and puffed hard on the joint, which was only about half gone. "No. After she came, she said she didn't want to get pregnant, and she sucked and jacked me off. I thought it was great at 21 years old and had no complaints. I wasn't exactly swimming in women at that time."
Julia scooted over on the couch so that she was next to Mel, and took the joint and a large swallow of wine. "How sad. But that means I got you. Do you know what happened to her?"
"Volleyball coach out in Kansas, at a small college. She has a winning record. Haven't talked to her though. Don't really need to." Meldrake drank some more wine. Julia place her hand on the bulge in his stretch shorts.
"My turn!" She said "You know I used to work at the bar by the highway, right?"
Meldrake nodded. He had met her shortly after she had stopped bartending and had started working for the state. Her stint as a barmaid was at the local strip joint.
"Now, you know I never dated guys who I met there...except one. This one gentleman used to come in to see Lonnie, the one plus sized girl that worked at the joint. He was always polite, even funny sometimes. He's the only guy in the history of strip clubs that tipped me what I was supposed to get. Anyway, as it turns out, his cousin was a good friend of mine, and she set us up without his knowledge. When he saw it was me, he lit up like a Christmas tree."
"Was he black?" Meldrake asked.
"Looked a lot like you...glasses, built. A shade or two lighter than you, though. He was the first time I seriously dated a black man."
"Grrrr..." Meldrake said. "Who is this guy?"
Julia squeezed his growing cock gently. "Hold up, tiger. He isn't you. Anyway, we went to a movie, and out for a drink, and then back to his cousin's house."
"Really? 'Cause you didn't want to take him to your place?"
"Yep. Didn't want him knowing where I lived. And we both knew we didn't want to fuck up his cousin's house. But he had brought some shit with him, and we got high in the back yard and had another drink. He wanted to fuck me so bad, I could smell it. I was horny, but I wasn't sure he was sponge worthy. He started to touch me, and we started making out...all of a sudden my top was off, and we were still outside! He kept fondling my nipples and talking about how nice my tits were. He started to finger me on the back porch! It felt really good, and I thought that if I came from his fingering, I wouldn't have to fuck him. The house had a fence, but the house next door was a double decker, so you could easily see into the yard. He pushed me down on the bench next to the garden and pushed my skirt up. Just when I was about to tell him that fucking wasn't on the menu, he said "I just want to taste you. We can fuck later." I relaxed as his tongue hit my groove, but as soon as I lay my head back, the light went on in one of the windows next door, and a head and shoulders appeared. I tried to get the guy's attention, so we could take the party indoors, but right then he zeroed in on my clit." Meldrake's cock was responding to Julia's story, growing against his tight shorts. Julia put her hand around it and stroked him very slowly through the smooth fabric.
Meldrake took another hit. "Then what happened?" He palmed her mound through her tights, feeling the warmth. He slowly began to mash her lips and clit together. He could tell that she had no underwear on. His mouth began to water.
"I could see the man in the window was an older man, and I remembered that his cousin's neighbors were an older couple. While this dude is going to town on my pussy, the old guy disappears and comes back with his wife. He points at us, and his wife looks, turns back to him, and lifts her nightgown over her head, and drops to her knees and starts sucking his cock! I couldn't believe it. When the guy from the strip joint started slurping my clit, plunging his fingers in my pussy, the neighbors started fucking doggie style, the lady's grey hair shaking with every hard thrust her husband gave her. I could hear her grunt through the window, I'll always remember the sound...low, 'ungh, ungh,' deep in her chest. It was so base, and animalistic, and horny that I came before she did. Dude thought it was his fly cunnilingus skills, when it really was two senior citizens fucking each other like porno stars. It was one of the best orgasms I've ever had."
