The Wife and the Blac Gardeners

The Wife and the Black Gardeners 3

Copyright 2020 by Stormbringer

Based on the comic script by Stormbringer and art by Kaoscomics.

Janice bent down to kiss her husband on the cheek. "Bye, have a good day at the office, sweetie," she told him.

Moshe was a good half foot shorter than his wife which would have bothered a lot of men, but after nearly forty years of marriage, he'd grown used to it. "See you later tonight, Janice," he said, hefting his briefcase.

"I almost forgot my radio's dead. Pick me up to D batteries on your way home, Moshe."

Being shorter than his wife, put Moshe on almost eye level with her breasts for most of their marriage though now her ponderous bosom was hanging lower than they used too. Janice at 58, had kept in remarkable shape through their marriage. Her amazing figure was well displayed in her yoga outfit. Tight gray yoga pants hugged her ass and hips and showed off her shapely legs. Her sleeveless top tightly gripped her breasts, trying to hold them still and stopped at her bare flat belly. "Sure, two double D's," he said, chuckling, and underestimating her breast size by two cups, but what did men know?

Janice patted him on the head and waved bye as he backed his car down the driveway. She walked back through the house, grabbed her yoga mat, and exited through the back door into their yard. She unrolled her mat in the grass and began to go through her routine. Immediately, she missed her music. She couldn't stand headphones and always played her Eastern Zen music through an old boombox. She almost considered skipping her yoga session, but instead, she focused on her breathing and the sounds of the breeze rustling the leaves and nearby sounds of nature entering a Zenlike state until...

"What about the neighbors?"

Janice opened one eye and cocked her ear.

"It's safe. Janice always plays her music when she's outside doing her yoga." It was her neighbor Donna's voice coming from the other side of the fence.

Janice sat down on her mat, cross-legged, preparing to meditate. She took a deep breath.

"OH GOD! FUCK ME! Give me that big cock."

Janice opened her eyes. Sounds like Bill and Donna are going at it, she thought. Well, she wasn't going to be able to meditate with that going on. She rolled over and got on all fours, stretching one leg behind her.

"That's it stud, make me cum."

"You like that big cock, slut?" asked Bill in a deeper voice than normal.

Janice pushed down on her arms. Lucky bitch, she thought with a sigh. If I were married to a hunk like Bill, I'd do him every night. Janice had started taking hormone pills and found herself with an increased libido that her husband couldn't satisfy. She rolled over on her back, lifting her rear end off the mat as high as she could.

"AAHH! CUMMING!"

Damn! Listening to those two go at it is making me horny. Janice felt her nipple pushing into her top. Her panty was growing damp too. Not fair, she thought. Donna's on her third orgasm already and Moshe hasn't given me one in forty years. Janice sighed and stood up. She couldn't concentrate with the sounds of her attractive neighbor's lovemaking. As she glanced towards their yard, she noticed how close she was to the wood fence separating their yards. There were gaps between the fence. She knew she shouldn't, but Janice found herself bending over and putting her eye up to one of the gaps. I shouldn't peek, but...

"I love your BLACK COCK!"

Black? Janice angled her head so that both eyes were staring into her neighbor's yard. "Oh my god!" she gasped out loud, but there was no way the two fucking in their backyard could hear her.

Donna was bent over embracing a shade tree. Her tits were held firm by one of her skimpy bikini tops. Her panty was missing and the man behind her wasn't Bill.

"Take that black cock, bitch," bellowed the son of man that took care of all the lawns on the block.

"UNH! UNH! UNH!" grunted Donna each time the black man buried what was truly a monster of a cock. Janice wished he'd pull It out so that she could see exactly how huge that thigh was. At least a foot long, she guessed. Jerome was all man too. His shirt was off, his musculature that of a heavyweight boxer. He wore a rag tied over his head to keep the sweat off his face. He'd pulled his pants down under his huge cock. "You fill me up so good, baby." Donna was humping her ass back into the thrusts of Jerome's black cock.

"Here it cums, slut," said Jerome, shoving his cock balls deep. Donna screamed again, hugging the tree tighter to keep from collapsing. Janice finally got to see it in all it's glory when Jerome pulled it out, shooting a wad of semen over Donna's back before Donna could spin around and kneel, his cock splattering semen across her face before she grabbed the shaft and pulled the still spurting cock down into her mouth. "More than a foot long," she muttered staring at the swollen monster.

Janice just stared, mouth hanging open in shock. Jerome had pumped most of his load into Donna's pussy, but just the large strand of ejaculate he'd shot across her back had rivaled a lifetime of Moshe's orgasms, and Donna still appeared to be gulping semen down her throat, her hand jerking the shaft for every last drop as if she enjoyed the taste of the man's semen.

"AHEM!"

Janice jumped, sheepishly looking up at the older black man standing over her. She pushed herself to her feet. "Mr. Stanford!" she said. The older black man was older than her, but landscaping kept him in good shape. He was also Jerome's father. "I forgot it was yard day. I'll leave you to your work." Janice's face flushed as she sidled past him.

Mark Stanford raised an eyebrow and watched Janice Silverstein enter her house before leaning forward and peering through the gap in the wood fencing. He chuckled to himself at the sight of Donna gazing adoringly up at his son Jerome while licking around the head of his cock.

So embarrassed, thought Janice hurrying up her stairs. I can't believe she's cheating on Bill. The Millers seemed like such a loving couple, good decent folk. She pulled her top off as she entered her bedroom. Losing their support, her ponderous bosom fell, her hard nipples parallel with her bellybutton. Her thoughts were filled with images of Jerome's huge penis. She'd never imagined anything like that. She could barely comprehend a man having a penis that big if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes.

Janice bent forward, her breasts dangling like udders as she pulled her yoga pants down, revealing her purple panty. Janice knew one thing after watching her married white neighbor having sex with the black gardener, she was horny. She laid down on the bed, leaning over to retrieve her reliable little pink vibrator. She held the ends in both hands. Its penetrating length was only five and a half inches similar to Moshe when he'd be able to get an erection. "You seem small now old friend," she told it.

Janice raised her hips and slipped her panty down her legs. She slowly slipped the vibrator inside her. She was soaked and took it easily, flipping it to maximum vibrate, she began working it slowly in and out of her pussy. Usually, she just buried it and squeezed her legs together, but today she was imagining she was getting fucked. Fuck me with your big black cock, she thought, picturing Jerome's hard muscular body with his giant black cock rearing up between his legs. He spread her legs open, nearly lifting her body off the bed as he pushed the bulbous head of his cock into her pussy. Fuck me, Jerome. I want it all. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. "AAAH!" she squealed. "CUMMING!"

Janice's hips collapsed on the bed as she caught her breath. "Wow!" she gasped. She'd never cum that quickly or that hard before.

Janice got off her bed and headed to the bathroom. She freshened up, still feeling the afterglow of a good orgasm. She grabbed her pill bottle and emptied two in her palm. What's gotten into me, she thought, looking down and blaming the hormone pills in her hand. They were making her constantly horny and Moshe hadn't even had an erection in twenty years. He was twelve years older than she was and had been suffering from limp dick since he was fifty. She hefted her breasts up off her belly, staring at herself. Aside from her big bosom, her body was lean and fit, belly flat, and her bushy pubic mound was still brown with no gray hairs in it. The pills had made them bigger too as well as making her nipples sensitive. Just touching them sent tremors of desire straight to her pussy. A 58 year-old-woman should not be as horny as a teenage girl, but she was.

Janice dressed in slacks and a purple top. She retrieved her dildo and washed it off before carrying it into the den where she sat it beside her computer. "Sorry old friend, but I think it's time for an upgrade," she said, searching for a larger dildo. "Should I get a big white dildo or a black one? Decisions... decisions."

Her search came up with a variety of dildoes with size comparisons, their color growing darker as they got bigger. "Looks like the big ones only come in black," she said, surprised. "I guess that answers that question." She looked for one that might compare to Jerome's mighty weapon and clicked purchase.

**********

Jerome waited beside the Stanford and Son work van in the prison parking lot. The bald muscular black man walked out of the building, taking a whiff of the outside. He looked around and saw Jerome. "Yo J." He waved.

Jerome walked to greet him. "Deon, my man. Welcome back to society, bro." He opened his arms and hugged his ex-cellmate. The men pounding each other on the back.

Deon got in the passenger side of the van and Jerome drove off. "Mowing lawns, huh?" asked Deon.

"Yep." Jerome grinned, glancing over at his friend. "Doesn't pay much, but there are fringe benefits and I got some plans to make us some cash."

"I ain't goin back to jail, bro."

"This is all on the up and up. Trust me."

"Anyway bro, I owe you for the job and place to stay." Deon stared out the window at scenery he hadn't seen in five years, wondering what the fringe benefits were.

**********

One week later...

Janice stood in the doorway wearing only her blue bathrobe. "Have a good day, sweetie," she yelled, smiling and waving as Moshe left for work. Her package had arrived and she couldn't wait to try out her new toy. She'd worn the little pink one out, using it daily, as she impatiently waited for her new one to arrive and wishing she'd chosen expedited shipping.

"Bye dear," called Moshe.

Just hurry up and go, she thought, disappearing back inside as his car backed down the driveway. Her eyes were filled with anticipation as she opened her package. I can't wait to try this thing out, she thought. She gasped at the sight of her new black dildo. "Well, hello there, stud," she said, lifting it and running her fingers over the lifelike ridges and veins. It was big and she doubted, she'd be able to take more than half, but she sure wanted to try.

Janice ran up the stairs, black dildo in hand. She loosened her robe, letting it fall open as she laid down on the bed. Janice spread her legs and brought the head of her dildo up to her pussy and slowly pushed it in, gasping with delight at how much better just the big head was feeling. "Oh my god, this feels amazing," she said, grabbing the shaft and pushing more inside her. The dildo was filling her up like never before, but her pussy was soaking it, making it easier to glide in and out. Her hand slid down the shaft to the dial on the base and she turned to vibrations on. "OH SHIT! CUMMING ALREADY!" she cried, her hips humping up into the dildo, wanting more of the massive fake cock. She held on to the base as her orgasm was trying to push it out. She pushed it deeper, about three-quarters of the shaft inside her, opening up virgin territory in her pussy. Janice was breathing heavily, she released the shaft and laid back, enjoying the vibrations. Her hands found her nipples, squeezing, and pulling at them. Her nipples were so hard it was like they were trying to pull her breasts out. Her pussy felt so full, so good. Her vaginal muscles were squeezing the shaft, trying to pull it deeper and force it out. Her body wished it were fucking her. She squeezed her nipples hard, feeling her pussy squeezing tightly around the cock. She was going to cum aga...

"AAAHH!" Janice screamed, her hips rising off the bed. "FUUUCK!" Her pussy erupted around the plastic shaft, actually sucking it in an inch deeper before the force of her orgasm shot the black dildo right out of her, followed by a spray of her orgasmic fluids.

Janice collapsed on the bed in a pleasurable daze. She sat up long enough to grab her black dildo. It was soaked. She turned it off and rested it between her breasts, laying back down, fingers caressing down the ridges and veins. Wow! She thought, staring in awe at her new toy. Wow! Two huge orgasms. Never had two with the little white one. Wow! Might have kept going if it hadn't shot out of my pussy. "I think this is the beginning of a beautiful relationship," she told it, still caressing, the well-detailed lifelike shaft.

Janice pulled her robe around her and finally forced herself out of bed. She sat on the edge, reaching down into her drawer, she pulled out her old friend. The little white dildo she'd had for ten years purchased when her hormone pills started driving her crazy. Never in a million years would she have thought that a nice Jewish girl like her would own a vibrator, let alone trade a little one in for a giant black one. She stood up and tossed it in the wastebasket. "You were a loyal friend," she told it, holding it over the opening of her trash can. "But I'm sorry, your services are no longer required." And with that, she let it go.

Janice let her robe fall to the floor and dressed in her yoga pants and workout clothes. Before heading out back to do her workout, she gently rested her black dildo on her pillow. "Blackie, I'll see you after my workout," she told it with a wink and blowing a kiss at it. If the second time was a good as the first, she might even consider a third session with it before Moshe got home.

Janice was still thinking about her dildo as she went through her exercises, she even pictured it while meditating. Moshe had not surprisingly forgotten the batteries last week, so she had to focus her mind on something. If the real thing was that good, she could understand why Donna might cheat on Bill. She sat, curling one leg under her while bending her other leg. She entered her zen state, focusing on Blackie, the image in her mind changing from her new dildo to Jerome's giant cock blasting semen on her neighbor's face.

"HEY BABY!"

Janice's head turned towards her fence.

"Jerome, I was just thinking about you."

Oh my god, he's back, she thought, her heart began pounding in her chest. Without even thinking about it, she found herself on all fours, crawling towards her fence. I shouldn't peep, but... well, she wanted to see it again.

"Who's that?" asked Donna.

"This is my boy, Deon."

"Jerome, I don't know about this..."

"Relax baby, you and Deon are gonna be great friends. Show her what you got Deon."

Janice peeped through the gap, mouth falling open, her eyes opening wide. They were beside the tree again, Donna in her blue bikini. Jerome was on her right side untying her panty. The new guy, Deon was on her left. He was wearing dark shorts, pulled down under an enormous erect black penis. Donna already had one hand on it, stroking along its hardness. Both black men had their shirts off, hard muscular chests glistening with sweat.

"I think I like the fringe benefits," said Deon, smiling down at Donna's white hand stroking his black shaft. He was bald, good-looking, and had a great physique. His skin and body were very similar to Jerome's except for Jerome's van dyke covering his upper lips and chin. Deon's cock was every bit as large as Jerome's. They could have been brothers.

Janice was a little shocked that Donna appeared to be about to take on two enormous black cocks. She certainly wasn't resisting. Her panty fell to her feet and Jerome started pulling the strings on the top. His hand rested on her shoulder pushing her down.

Nude, Donna fell on her knees. Janice was jealous of her breasts. She had been overweight, but when she started dieting she lost weight everywhere but for her breasts. They were about 32FF and sagged like Janice's until Bill had paid to have them lifted. Now they were high and proud on her chest. Perfect. She had the kind of fit, but jiggly body men loved. Donna pulled Deon's cock towards her lips and began slurping around the head.

Donna was sucking Deon's cock like she enjoyed it. Jerome pulled his pants off and stepped out of them, cock rising as he turned towards Donna. Janice's lovely neighbor turned her attention on Jerome's cock sucking it lustfully while Deon slipped his shorts off.

Janice watched as Donna turn her attention from one black man to the next. She sucked nearly two-thirds of Deon's cock down her throat, before turning and doing the same to Jerome. Her free hand rapidly jerking off Deon's cock while she sucked Jerome. Donna released Jerome and turned her head back to Deon's swollen cock. It suddenly without warning exploded cum all over Donna's face. She released the shaft momentarily to wipe seed from her eyes. His cock bounced wildly, spraying semen from her tits to her hair, before she grabbed it again and pulled him down to her mouth, sucking out the rest of his seed.

"Sorry, it's been five years since a woman sucked me off," apologized Deon, somewhat shamefacedly.

You've got nothing to apologize for, thought Janice watching Jerome kneel. Donna fell over on all fours, never letting his cock leave her mouth. As for Deon, his cock was still sticking straight out, at least a foot from his pubes. He grabbed his shaft which grew another inch as he stroked it while kneeling behind Donna and lining his cock up with her pussy. Janice hadn't believed a man could recover that fast. Even on her two-week honeymoon, Moshe usually needed a day to recharge. By the second week, it was every other day. As soon as they got settled into married life, sex was once a week, for five years, then once a month for another five before dropping off to special occasions for ten years and then twenty years of limp dick. It wasn't his fault as heart meds slowed his blood flow, but even penis pills like Hard-On didn't affect it. Moshe had a choice of either limp dick or a heart attack.

Fwap! Fwap! Fwap!

Janice was so close to the action; she could hear the noise coming from Deon's rapid rhythmic fucking Donna's very wet pussy. She could hear slurping noises coming from Donna's mouth. The Silversteins were nearly orthodox Jews and Janice had never laid eyes on pornography before. She'd never even conceived of a woman taking two men at once. She couldn't believe Deon was lasting so long at the pace he was ramming his black cock in and out of Donna's pussy. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

And then it got interesting.

"What have we here?" Donna's friend had just walked around the house into the back yard. Janice had met her before. Jenny, if she remembered correctly. Jenny had one hand on her hips, frowning down at the threesome through her glasses.

Ha! Slut just got caught, thought Janice, wondering where this was going. It was like she had her own soap opera next door. And then Jenny let her skirt drop down her legs.

"Don't be selfish, Donna," said Jenny, standing there in just her pink panty.

What the hell? Janice watched Jenny lean over and slide her panty down. She had another envious body, breasts as large as Donna's, youthful and firm. Deon bellowed, pulling Donna's hips back into his cock. She gagged around Jerome's cock, cumming hard as Deon seeded her pussy. Jenny kneeled opposite Donna, opening her mouth. Deon took the hint, pulling his spurting cock out of Donna and shooting a blast of semen across her back. He turned and Jenny took the end of his cock in her mouth, gulping his sperm down.