The guest's bedroom was pitch dark except for the lighted digital clock on the dresser. Sam had been watching the red colored numbers change for the last forty-five minutes. That's when Sam looked at the clock for the first time after his wife Julie had shut the light off and closed the door.
Sam still had the vision of Julie wearing the bright red skimpy dress when she tucked him into bed. There was little chance that she was still wearing that dress at that very moment and as a matter of fact, Frank was probably naked himself enjoying his first weekend date with Julie.
Sam remembered back when Tom first made the suggestion about interracial swinging and being taken to the club to watch a real live interracial sex show. Sam was so excited seeing the white wife being taken by that big black stud.
Sam knew that Becky had planted the seed in Julie's mind and got her interested in the lifestyle. When Sam confessed to Julie about his experience at the club, he wasn't aware that he was putting the icing on the cake.
Ever since Tom got him interested in interracial sex, Sam had been fantasizing about Julie screwing a black guy and now the day was here and he was laying in the guest's bedroom in the dark because she thought he was too upset to watch her get screwed the first time.
Sam was getting anxious in the dead silence of the room and looked at the clock again and saw that one hour and thirty minutes had now passed. Sam felt he was getting more upset just laying there thinking about Julie with Frank than actually watching them.
Sam pulled the covers off and stood up looking toward the bedroom door and glanced down near the floor to see if he could see any light leaking through the crack but it was pitch dark in the hall as well.
He got out of bed and walked to the door and slowly opened it and looked into the hallway sticking his head around the corner. The master bedroom door was open a crack with the light on in the room.
Sam could already hear noise coming from the room as he slowly made his way toward the doorway. Sam's heart was beating fast as he got near the opening of the door.
Sam got scared out of his wits when he heard a scream coming from the room and backed up again. Sam recognized the scream from Julie as his heart began to race faster.
Sam held his spot on the carpet as he listened and waited before advancing any further toward the doorway. Sam heard Julie as she screamed again and heard Julie say. "Oh . . . God . . . Frank."
Sam was shaking as he listened to Julie and Frank in the room and moved forward again and got within a foot of the opening of the door when Julie began to yell again. "Oh . . . God . . . Frank . . . Fuck me . . . Fuck me . . . God . . . It's big . . . "
Sam's question regarding what Frank and Julie were doing just got answered as Sam put his hand on the door handle.
Julie kept yelling very loud. "Fuck me Frank . . . That's it . . . Fuck me . . . Oh . . . God . . . Stretch me for you . . . Yeah . . . "
Sam finally got enough nerve together and put his head into the crack of the door and gently opened it and peered inside the room. What Sam saw matched what he had been hearing in the hallway and what he imagined in his mind.
The first thing that Sam saw was Frank's ass moving up and down and rotating in circles with Julie's legs being held back with Frank's massive arms.
Sam focused his eyes on the bed and saw that Frank was pushing his wife into the mattress with each powerful stroke he made and was rotating his ass from each side as if he were trying to stretch Julie's pussy.
Sam could now see Julie's pussy being stretched like a rubber band around Frank's large black cock. Sam's dick was hard now as he watched his wife dig her long finger nails into Frank's back.
Julie was moaning and almost crying from the pain of having such a large cock forced inside her tiny white pussy. Sam listened as she started to yell again. "Uh . . . Yeah . . . God . . . Frank . . . Your stretching me . . . God . . . I can feel the head when you go into me."
Sam's dick was rock solid hard listening to Julie as she continued. "Uh . . . Yeah . . . Shit . . . Frank . . . Make me your whore . . . God . . . Frank . . . Your white whore . . . "
Sam pushed the door open all the way knowing that Frank and Julie wouldn't notice and put his hand inside his pajama's and played with his dick.
Julie was purring like a kitten with sounds of groans and grunts topped off with the wet suction sound coming from her well-stretched pussy. Frank's ass never stopped gyrating as he skillfully worked his cock inside Julie touching every inch of her pussy and likely helping her stretch each time he shifted his direction.
Sam stayed near the door facing the foot of the bed and had a good view of Julie's pussy and Frank's ass and legs. Frank was kissing Julie from the sounds that Sam heard and Sam could also hear their heaving breathing along with her moans.
Every time Frank lunged into Julie, her breath was taken away and she made a sound as if she were being hit in her stomach. Sam wanted to join in so badly that he was tempted to stand along the side the bed and encourage Julie.
He didn't want to startle or distract them from having sex and decided to wait. Sam's dick was leaking from excitement and stood taking the entire scenario in his brain including their contrast of skin color.
Julie began to talk again. "Oh my God . . . Frank . . . I love your cock so much inside of me . . . Honey . . . Keep fucking me . . . I want you to fuck me all night . . . "
