Wendy Loves Big Blac Coc

I'm a science and tech nerd, or I was back in the 80's. I married Wendy right out of uni. Intellectually we were compatible, but physically, she was way out of my league.

Red hair, extroverted and brilliant. She exuded sexuality with her freckly face above a nice rack that was so firm that she never had to wear a bra. We had been flirting all term in our biochem class; but never hooked up until....

We were sitting in lab on those high stools they had. I glance over to her, and she looked down. I looked down. As I did she spread her legs to reveal....her bare pussy! It was so pink and her clit was so hard it looked like a thumb. I glance up to see her smiling, then I glance around to see a couple of other guys looking-along with a couple of the girls. But, when I looked up, she was oblivious to everyone else and looking smokingly only at me.

Then she closed her legs and went back to the lab with her partner, another girl who had noticed nothing.

As I left I walked behind a couple of the guys who had seen her whispering loudly to each other.

"Fuck, did you SEE that??"

"Yeah, God damn, Wendy's gotta be the hottest girl on campus!"

"Is she seeing anyone?"

"Nah, not right now".

Then we turned a corner and there she was, leaning against the wall.

"Hey Chris...." She said huskily. "I could really use some help with the chem assignment, can you come over this evening?"

I laughed, "How could I not?"

"What do you mean?" she asked.

Then we both laughed.

I walked over to her house that she was renting with a couple of other girls who rowed for the university crew team. I knocked. "It's open...." I turned the knob and went in.

The door opened right into the living room, which was very dimly lit. I smelled incense. Then I saw her on the couch with the chem book in her lap. All that I could see that she had on was an oversized t-shirt. A candle burned on a small table next to the couch, and the light from the kitchen was doing it's best to illumine the room just a bit.

I sat down next to her. "Where are your roomies at?"

"The gym lifting. My God, they are fanatics, they go every night...". She said.

"Well, they were the champs last year, I guess it takes some dedication." I offered

"Yeah, it takes something all right..." she mused.

"So, you working on anything in particular?" I querried.

"Yeah," She said, and opened the book to show me. Folded in her book was one of those tiny bottles of vodka. After that, I noticed that the book wasn't even open to the section we were working on.

She only had one arm in a shirt sleeve. The whole thing must be held up by her perky rack. As I set down beside her I noticed that her nipples were extremely hard and protruding. I had never seen them hard before. They were magnificent.

"You want some, I find it helps me relax and absorb things better." She said, handing me the small bottle that was 1/4 empty.

"I don't drink...". I started

"Fucking what???? Everybody DRINKS, Chris...." She started incredulously.

"Not me, Wendy." I tried.

"Never??" she prodded.

"Well, I did at my cousin's wedding once-it wasn't pretty...." I admitted, somewhat embarrassed.

She opened the bottle and took a hit. "Well, I'm not going to drink alone-that's just desperate and pathetic. You just haaaave to help me..." she said, offering me the bottle.

I took it. "okay, well, you've been warned, it's not going to be pretty...".

"Well, then, let's get ugly together...." She said conspiratorically.

I took a hit. My throat burned; my stomach rebelled; but then a warmth coursed through me.

"Sooooooooo....what kind of drunk are you? Sloppy, depressed, angry?" she started in.

I don't know, really, it was only once. I honestly don't remember much." I evaded. "Hmmmmmmm....well, we'll just have to make your second time memorable then." She said with a conviction that I should have wondered at.

She got up and punched the button on the cassette recorder. I wasn't much into music, so I had no idea who was singing-but she was good.

"Nina Simone." Wendy said, as if reading my mind.

"She's good..." I commented.

"She's the Queen...." Wendy corrected dreamily. She sat back on the couch next to me, took the bottle, and another hit.

She passed the bottle to me and I did the same. Then, nonchalantly, she gabbed a pack of smokes that had gone unnoticed on the side table and used the candle to light up.

"You smoke?" I questioned, surprised.

"Only when I drink-you?" she answered, then asked.

"No, never." I said.

"Never, like as in 'you don't drink'; or, never as in NEVER?" she asked logically.

"The later." I confirmed.

"Oh, my. You're starting to make me feel like I'm a bad influence...." She said coyly, and took a long pull on her cigarette and let the white smoke drift upwards and out of the candle light. "You don't smoke ANYTHING??"

"What do you mean, 'anything'?" I asked.

"Crack, weed-anything?" she repeated.

"No," I confirmed.

"REALLY??" she asked in disbelief.

I just shook my head.

"Oh, this is going to be fun!" she said with glee.

She reached over and grabbed the phone, dialed, and then spoke. "Hey Roxy, can you hook me up with some smoke? Okay....yeah...well, what about after that? Uh, huh, how long.... Yeah, I still want it-as soon as you can then. Yeah, it's Chris-he's here now. Okay, thanks, hope to see you sooner rather than later then."

"Smoke? You don't look like you're almost out of cigarettes..." I observed.

She laughed. "Oh my, you're in for a real treat!" she teased.

We started making out, and I slid a hand under her shirt. Her tits felt so hot. I pinched a nipple and she moaned. Then, just like that, she reached over and grabbed me through my shorts. "My, my, what do we have here?...." she said huskily.

She freed me out one leg of the shorts and started to slowly jerk me. This was going so fast! I had had girlfriends in high school, and lost my cherry the night of the senior prom, but I was always the seducer. Tonight I felt like I was the one being seduced. It made me feel enormously "wanted". A new feeling for me. I lifted her shirt off: she was completely naked! My eyes went down to the red topped, neatly shaped pussy that I had seen earlier in class.

There was a knock on the door. I handed her her shirt, but she just got up, naked, and went to the door.

If I thought Wendy exuded sexuality, the girl who entered was next level. She strutted in on black stiletto pumps, fishnet stockings, a black lace-bottomed skirt, and a rainbow coloured, lacey fringed -- and skimpy -- top. Her rack was mesmerising. She glanced at Wendy, but didn't seem phased by her nakedness. Her tits bounced with each step as she came right over to the couch.

"Hey, Chris. Roxy." Wendy said quickly

"Uh, hey...." Roxy said, glancing quickly into my eyes.

"Uh....hey" was all I could manage. Then I saw her eyes bounce downward.

"Nice cock...." she mused.

I glanced down and realised my hard cock had been left exposed by Wendy's quick departure. I moved to put it away.

"No, baby, you got nothing to be ashamed of-that's for sure..." Roxy said seductively. Then, casually as all hell, she kneeled down and started jerking me. Her hands were cold from the cool outside autumn air and they felt amazing.

"Ahhhh....." I said flexibly, and then glanced up at Wendy who walked over to stand, naked, in front of me.

"Yeah, he's VERY nice...." Wendy said, and she kneeled down to add a hand, literally, to Roxy.

"Oh, fuck...." I moaned.

"I know, right?" Wendy said, "Just wait till we spark one up...." With that she reached over and opened Roxy's purse, to withdraw a baggy filled with hand rolled cigarettes-or, joints, I guess you'd call them. Wendy reached for the candle again, as my mind went back and forth between what Wendy was doing and what Roxy was doing-quite expertly, I might add.

Wendy took a long pull on the joint and coughed, and said, "Here you go baby...".

I took it.

"Just suck it down baby..." Wendy directed. But, at that, Roxy took me into her mouth. "No, not you Roxy-Chris!...Wendy shouted.

Roxy came off me as Wendy handed me the joint. My dick was throbbing as Roxy left a trail of spit behind. I was a good 8 inches and fairly wide-quite proud of my dick, as unused during my uni days as it was....

I took the joint, put my lips to it and inhaled. I gagged. I coughed.... "Oh my God!" I managed between coughs".

"Don't worry baby, it gets better..." Wendy assured.

"Oh, yeah, baby..."Roxy added, "MUCH better!"

"I don't really feel anything." I countered.

"Give it a minute..." Wendy said. Roxy reached over and took the joint and inhaled deeply. It was then that I realised the faint smell I had detected coming off Roxy was the same smell the joint was filling the room with.

"Woah....." I said, as my mind fogged and expanded. Time seemed to go differently, and my focus went to Roxy's hand, that was still stroking me. Then Wendy took me into her mouth.

"Oh....fuck....that....feels....amazing...." I moaned as I drifted upwards.

"Right...." Wendy confirmed, coming off of me to talk. "Sex and weed go together like sugar fermenting into alcohol." Then Wendy and Roxy took turns on me. "ohh.....fuck...." was all I could manage as I laid down back onto the couch. I felt every change of their lips on my cock. Every stroke....every mouthing.... "Oh, fuck....I'm coming.....!"

I don't know whose mouth I shot my load into, because my eyes were closed. As I spurted though, someone was sucking it down. When it was over and I opened my eyes, they were both smacking their lips. Mystery unsolved.

"Oh, baby....what about us?" Roxy cooed.

"Uh, sorry....." was all I could manage.

"Well, I'm VERY horny...." Wendy countered.

"Fuck yeah!" Roxy confirmed for herself.

"Uh, sorry...." I repeated lamely.

Then Wendy was up on the couch and standing demandingly over me. I could smell her. Smiling, she moved to put my had between her legs. "Time to take one for the team honey" she said, and reversing herself, straddled my face.

I started on her huge clit as best I could; but then I felt another motion that wasn't coming from me. Wendy groaned..... "Oh my God, baby, it's soooooo big...."

And then Wendy came off of me, and I got an eye-full of Roxy standing in front of us. She was sporting a HUGE black strap on. Wendy knelt in front of her and started going down on it. Roxy moaned. "Oh, yeah baby, just like that...."

And I watched Wendy jerking her and mouthing her at the same time. It was an overload to say the least. I had never seen anything like this. Even the few porn videos I had watched had nothing on what was unfolding before me....

Wendy stood, and got on her knees on the couch, over me, and exposing her backside to Roxy, who sidled up behind her.

"Oh, my God.....!" Wendy winced. "It's soooooooo.....fucking....big...."

"Isn't it always..." Roxy chided.

"Oh, God, I'm going to.....cum.......!" Wendy exclaimed as she spasmed above me, losing her arms as her turret nippled tits pressed hard against my face.

"Oh.....my.....God.....it's so fucking BIG! Fuck me with you big black cock!" Wendy screamed. Then Wendy's tits were sliding and bouncing, and smearing all over me, from my chest to my mouth, as Roxy pounded her. "I'm....com-ing-ing-AGAIN...."

Then I heard Roxy moaning, "Take it bitch....Oh, fuck.....I'm coming....!" And they were both coming.

'It's so fucking big' is what stuck in my mind. My girlfriends had NEVER said that about me....It was then that I thought-or knew (the evidence was right in front of me) -- that size DID matter....

Wendy interrupted my thoughts with, "Don't stop-fuck me with your big black cock....I'm coming.... I'm coming...." And Wendy came AGAIN!" That was THREE times Wendy had come. My experience with women was limited to a single orgasm. What was going on here???

Then, I sensed a throbbing between my legs, and realised I was hard again. What was going on? My head was swimming. My cock was a rock, and then I saw Roxy pull out of Wendy- a long trail of slick wetness still connecting them.

"Holy-shit!!!!" Wendy said, as she turned and slouched on the couch beside me.

Roxy released the harness and then I watched as ANOTHER black dildo schlucked out of her. Roxy had been fucking Wendy with a double-ended dildo!

"Oh baby....I just love your BIG BLACK COCK!!!" Wendy exclaimed.

"Well, it looks like somebody else like it too!" Roxy observed, as she spied my throbbing cock. "Now, whatever are we going to do with that?"

Wendy got up from the couch, and retrieved another small bottle of icy vodka from the freezer-just a few steps away in this small, shared apartment. As she walked over, she took a big swig and handing it to Roxy- who took a hit and then passed the bottle to me. I took a hit too....

Afterwards, I realised that I was jerking my cock, as Wendy lit up another joint. For whatever reason, even with both girls watching me, I kept jerking as I took a swig.

Then I felt my hand being taken off my cock, as Wendy went down on me.

Roxy was behind her, and I felt a slick wetness on my butt hole.

Then a finger penetrated me. "Owww...." I mumbled in a feeble protest.

"Looks like we have a virgin here...." I heard Roxy ponder.

"Uhhhhh...." I managed, as she worked two fingers knuckle deep inside of me. Then, I felt movement against something and pleasure welled up inside.....

Something was happening. Pleasure started blossoming inside, down there, and a mouth on my cock was just too much and I started shooting hot ropes of cum down Wendy's throat.

I was left panting on the coach, nearly unconscious by the unexpected sensations that have washed over me-from both inside and outside.

"Oh.....fuck......" was all I could imagine.

"No, that wasn't a fuck, baby, but it's a start...". I heard Roxy say. "You can pick them Wendy, I'll give you that...."

Whatever they were talking about, was lost on me.

"Okay, baby-I'm off..." Roxy said.

"Thanks for the weed". Wendy added as she Roxy headed for the door.

"Oh, anytime honey -- I have a feeling we'll be doing this again: and more!" Roxy said enthusiastically, and then she was gone.

"Wow, baby...." Wendy said, as she took a big pull on the joint, and handed it to me. I just held it stupidly, trying to process everything.

"Inhale, honey...." Wendy directed. Without thinking I did, then I passed it back to her.

She snubbed it out, saving what was left, and lit another cigarette.

She lay on the couch next to me, smoking lazily.

"So......." She queried.

'It's soooooo big....I'm coming......" is all I heard echoing through my mind.