Chapter Five – Belinda Takes Charge
"False Alarm," called Belinda to Cheryl as she came down the steps into the living room where Chris lay on the couch – still completely passed out. "He must have been calling out in his sleep."
"Well, it's probably just as well! Things got a bit crazy up there," answered Cheryl, still feeling completely guilty. She found herself unable to meet Belinda's gaze.
"Hey, don't worry about what happened honey. We didn't know he was going to grab you like that – it was just an accident," consoled Belinda as she smiled at her pretty new blonde friend.
"Yeah, but I probably shouldn't have put myself into that position. Please don't tell either of the guys...OK?" begged Cheryl.
"Oh now that is something you can just put out of your little head," laughed Belinda. "I'm not exactly sure how I would go about bringing that up...ummm, honey last night when Cheryl and I were checking out your package, we started goofing around – watching it jump by blowing it, you know-that thing that drives you crazy-and you grabbed her head and stuffed your big black dick in her mouth and almost choked her to death!"
Immediately both women erupted into extreme laughter. This was all it took to put Cheryl back at ease. Her new friend was going to become a very close one – she could already tell. They just seemed to connect.
As Belinda looked at her friend, suddenly she wanted to completely erase any guilt she might have. She thought a moment for more ways to make her feel better.
"Say...," said Belinda, as that evil look came back to her eyes.
"Oh no, last time you got that look, I wound up in trouble," laughed Cheryl.
"True. True," Giggled Belinda.
"However, it seems to me – what's good for one should be good for another – right?" asked Belinda.
"I'm afraid I don't follow," answered Cheryl instantly warming to her friends enthusiasm again. Belinda made her feel like she was in Junior High all over again. She was always up to something – and it was always something interesting, a bit dangerous, and quite exciting.
"What's fair for one should be fair for another," answered Belinda.
"OK Riddler! Fill me in already," said Cheryl and they both got a hearty laugh again.
"Well, you got to see my man's package – so, shouldn't I get the same?" asked Belinda.
"Ummm...," Chris was thinking, a bit hestitant to get back in over her head again.
"Let's just see if the blow test works on him too," said Belinda in an eager/exciting voice that was completely contageous.
"Well, OK....but we have to keep things under control," said Cheryl.
"Of COOOOURSE," answered Belinda in a sarcastic tone that got both girls laughing again. This night had turned out to be so much fun. Cheryl couldn't remember the last time she had had this much fun with one of her friends.
The girls approached the sleeping Chris on the couch. His mouth was wide open, and there was a spittle of drool starting to form.
"Lovely," said Cheryl. "You sure you wanna do this?" she asked – and the giggling started again from both of them.
"Hell yeah," answered Belinda. "What girl wouldn't like to check out another cock?"
"Well – don't expect it to be like Thomas's," said Cheryl.
"Honey, I done told you I dated white guys before Thomas. I'm pretty sure he's a ONE of a kind. Still, a little somethin' somethin' different is always interesting, right?" asked Belinda, as she rather quickly unhooked Chris's belt, unsnapped his shorts, and eased down his zipper.
Belinda did not have the same difficulty that Cheryl had in pulling down Chris's shorts. She also needed no assistance from the young blonde who simply stood right next to her on the couch. Belinda, it appeared was actually quite a strong girl. She easily lifted Chris's ass up a bit from the couch and simultaneously slid down his shorts. Again, both girls giggled, uncontrollably. Where Thomas had been wearing sexy, black bikini briefs (though they only saw them later), Chris was wearing Boxers with a cartoon character on them.
"Control yourself now Belinda," laughed Cheryl. Again, the girls almost had to leave the room they were laughing so hard.
"Bdeet, bdeet, bdeet, that's all folks," said Belinda as she grabbed the briefs and pulled them – not just down – but completely off of Cheryl's sleeping husband. This took Cheryl just a little bit by surprise. She suddenly realized that they didn't agree before this started exactly how FAR it could & couldn't go. Now, both women took in the site before them.
"Would you look at that cute little Pee Pee," squeeled Belinda in obvious delight, as they both stared down at Chris's freshly shaven – completely bald – and totally flacid penis.
Cheryl actually felt a little ashamed as they looked down at it. In the soft state, in the cool air conditioning, it was maybe between 1 and 2 inches, totally curled up, and bald as could be. He truly looked like a grade school boy.
"Shhhh...his pee pee is sleeping," giggled Belinda. Again, they began to laugh hard, and Cheryl felt herself relax a bit again. It truly was funny, particularly the way Belinda exagurated her speech.
Suddenly, Belinda knelt down at her husband's crouch. She pursed her lips to blow, and for the first time, Cheryl realized what full – and fairly large lips Belinda really had. As Cheryl began to blow, Chris's cock actually DID do a little jump.
"Hey, it works on little white boys too," whispered Belinda with great glee in her voice. The odd thing was, Belinda had started staring at her husband's little dick with what Cheryl could only think was lust. This surprised her a bit. Especially considering what she had laying upstairs.
"Ya know – I don't know why – but knowing I have complete control over a dick totally turns me on," said Belinda – more to Chris's cock than to Cheryl.
