THIS STORY IS FICTIONAL AND DEPICTS CONSENSUAL INTERRACIAL SEX BETWEEN ADULTS. IF YOU DON'T LIKE THAT, DON'T READ IT(This story may not be reproduced without permission of the author.)
First let me thank all of you who wrote and offered suggestions and support. Next let me say to all of you who wrote and told me I was a sick puppy, re- read the first paragraph above.
My Wife Amy Montana? Chapter 2
Well as I was pulling my panties back on, I asked Charles if he could stop by for dinner tomorrow night, and he agreed. He asked me if he could bring Leonard that works down stairs with him, I thought about one of your computer pictures and thought why not?
Needless to say, I didn't sleep too much that night. Visions of my white wife pleasuring one or more black cocked studs danced in my head. When I did wake up, Amy was already up and had showered, and fixed breakfast. We did not act any different this morning than any other Saturday morning. After breakfast Amy said, she was going to get ready to go shopping. When she returned, she was dressed the same as she usually dressed for shopping, shorts and a tank top, hair up in a pony tail. "Here's your shopping list on the counter." She grabbed her keys and out the door she went.
I looked at the list,
beer
chips
ice
candles
condoms (this had been crossed off)
refill birth control prescription-optional
digital camera
What did she have planned?
I started with the digital camera at the electronics store. There were so many models and options. I called Amy's cell phone to find out what quality she wanted. My first mistake of the day!
"Put the salesman on the phone."
I handed my phone to Fred, the 20 something salesman. He asked her what she had in mind for its use. His eyes quickly cut to me, then he sheepishly said "ok...ok..ok, yes ma'am" and he handed me back the phone.
"What did she say" I asked? My second mistake of the day!
He leaned close and whispered, "she told me her two black lovers were coming over tonight and that you would be taking pictures."
Fred seemed to snicker as he demonstrated how to take close up's (something she had specified), and how to post them on the web (something else she had specified.) I payed and left the store with a camera that I'm sure gave Fred a good commission.
At the grocery store I picked up the other items on the list. On the way home I passed by the pharmacy without stopping and felt a tingle in my groin.
Amy didn't arrive home until late, about 5 P.M.. I was standing in the garage talking to bob my next door neighbor, and close friend, who was working in his yard. Amy took all her shopping bags straight up stairs, and came back down to the garage.
"Bob, can you come here and help me with something please" she asked?
"Sure Amy, what is it?" He came into the garage.
She moved right up to Bob and grabbed his cock thru the leg hole of his shorts.
"My husband wants to watch you cum in my mouth."
With that she was on her knees with Bob's dick in her mouth. Bob looked at me for a reaction, but he was already getting hard in Amy's mouth. It took Amy only a minute to receive Bob's nut in her mouth. She opened her mouth to show the creamy prize to me and Bob, then swallowed it down, before turning and heading inside the house without a word. Bob quickly apologized and left.
About 5:30 the phone rang, and the caller, a male, asked for Amy. She came down to the phone, "oh hi Charles(she turned and smiled directly at me), yes baby I'm fine... never felt better(wink), just a minute." She covered the receiver with her hand, "what is air tight, he wants to bring Zeek too" she asked me?