"This afternoon was really great." Angie and I sat in the motel lounge. We had just finished dinner and were having a couple drinks. I felt her hand slip up my thigh and brush against my cock. "Well! Maybe we should get back to the room by the feel of this." My cock became thick against my thigh as she squeezed me. "We could watch the tape and see if we couldn't take care of this again."
"Or maybe we could just add part two," I grinned and spoke quietly, in the crowded room. Quickly finishing our drinks we headed back towards our room.
I was standing in the bathroom when Angie called out. "This was a great idea for the weekend. Even though we have the house to ourselves now, it's nice to get away. It feels so-o-o-o good."
I hung my pants on the hanger and with my cock sticking out from my boxers stepped around the corner to see her sitting back on the bed. She hadn't wasted any time in removing her clothes and was sitting up against the headboard; legs spread with her vibrator playing along the length of her slit. I noticed that she had put a new tape in the machine and the little red record light was capturing her every move.
"Let's really give the camera something to record." She smiled and motioned me towards her. Taking my cock in her hand she pulled me towards her mouth. "How about this..." I watched my cock slip into her mouth and felt her tongue circle the head as she began bobbing up and down the length.
"Damn honey! That feels good." The sensation of feeling her mouth and hand working my cock brought me to full hardness. "Turn over onto your knees...I want to bury my cock in you..."
She smiled and rolling over pointed her ass in my direction. I had a perfect view from the top of her ass down to the open folds of her pussy. Her finger found it's way to her clit and she began fondling it. "That's it babe, play with your clit for the camera." I stepped back and unlocked the door to the adjoining motel room and quietly pulled it ajar. I could see that the opposing door was already open. Smiling as I watched her finger slip into her wetness I spoke quietly, "Let me see you get off...get your pussy nice and wet."
I felt movement behind me turned and winked as my friend Ben stepped up next to me. He glanced down at my hard prick and then turned his gaze to Angie's busy fingers. He and I had worked out together at the gym for a few years, and had become friends over time. I was always amazed following our workouts and showering the size of his flaccid cock. He was a handsome black man and towered over my six feet by another five inches. His prick was thick and swayed between his thighs when he moved, it hung at least a third of the way down his thigh. As usual with guys our talk had from time to time turned to sex, and from some of his remarks I had started formulating a plan.
Over the past few months he and his wife Betsy, who was much shorter then him and reminded me of Halle Barry, had met Angie and I for a couple of drinks. We had all enjoyed each others company when we were together. One afternoon as he and I were dressing, following a workout, he had said something that led me to believe he would be interested in making our fantasy come true. I explained to him the fantasy then asked if he would like to be the one to fulfill it. I knew he liked the idea as I could see his cock pressing against his slacks as we left the gym. He and Betsy had often fantasized about the same thing, but had never acted on it, he would talk to her and see what her feelings were and let me know.
Now standing beside me he pushed his boxers down as we watched Angie's fingers and listened to her moans as she brought herself to climax. His cock stood straight from his body, like a club! I didn't' know if Angie would be able to take it all! Hard he was at least ten inches long and it looked just as thick. The thick black shaft was topped with a huge purplish-black head. Stepping past me he knelt behind Angie and his tongue plunged deep into her wetness.
"Ohhhh...yessss...Jon-n-n-n-n...eat me I'm cum...cum..cummingggGGGG!!!!..." She pushed back tight to Ben's mouth as he continued to work his tongue in and out of her spasming sex.
Ben glanced back at me as I sat down in the small love seat that was in the room, and just out of Angie's line of sight. His lips and her slit glistened with her just released juices. He watched my fist slide up and down my turgid shaft as he took his own cock in his hand. Moving forward he rubbed the thick head along the length of her open slit and up between the spread cheeks of her ass. Placing his hand across both cheeks he gripped. I was amazed at the contrast of colors, his large black hand against the whiteness of her asscheeks. Then that huge purplish cock parted her pussy as he began a slow and mesmerizing entry.
"OhhhhJon-n-n-n...no-o-o-o not the big dildo...pleaseeeee..." Angie wailed as the knob of his cock pushed past the swollen pink outer lips.
