You know when you see someone doing something wrong and you want to go over and just do it for them or point out how they are screwing it up? Well in most of those situations you eventually learn that it's best to leave it alone and just walk away? Well this all happened before I realised that.
My name is Mike I am very sexually experienced and promiscuous. I am 6'3", bald, black and muscular. I hit the gym 4 times a week and swim 5 times a week to keep myself in shape and I was in shape for one reason, sex. At the age of 22 I was obsessed by it, hell I still am. I have had a high sex drive as long as I remember and I realised at an early stage from watching porn and mainstream movies that I had to work on my body, get toned and ripped to increase my chances with the fairer sex. Cock wise though I was blessed with 9 inches of very thick cock that from my first experience seemed to go down a storm with the ladies. My toned physic and generous manhood combined with my natural charming manner and flirtatious nature meant that I rarely struggled for attention from ladies.
As with all hobbies you are always looking for a challenge. Mine at the time was sleeping with married white women either with or without their husbands consent or presence. Either way I enjoyed hearing their reactions and those of their wives. Most evenings you would find me in swingers clubs. For some I had to take a pretty girl with me just to get in or for the clubs who knew me I could go stag. Most evenings I would manage to pull 2 or 3 girls sometimes more if there was an orgy on. I can heartily recommend it to this day. For those of you who are thinking that the girls won't be that hot then, no don't expect supermodels but it's about sex not beauty.
The night of this tale I had had a particularly good time, 3 lades all who had been very complimentary about my performance and 3 husbands who had been, jealous, enthusiastic and submissive, exactly as I like it. Despite having more offers I called it a night having an early start in the morning. As I walked to the changing rooms to get dressed I came across a couple who had been in all night. They had arrived together but neither had experimented with other partners. You get these voyeuristic couples who are not quite brave enough or secure enough to play. I have no problem with these people; we all like to watch after all. This couple were a little braver, after an evening of watching he now had his wife bent over a table and was mounting her from behind. He groaned and moaned loving it as he pushed his cock in and out of her and I could see pleasure in her face but it was very reserved and controlled. Clearly her husband had got caught up in the moment and had adopted an angle that was easy for him but did little to pleasure her. Here is where I should have left well alone but instead I found myself stopping and in my confidence handed out some advice.
"Hi, bud, you might want to try thrusting up a bit more, rub the ladies clit with your shaft." I made to walk on but was stopped in my tracks by the hostility of the response.
Without turning his head he spat out his words. "If I needed advice I'd ask for it, now fuck off you pervert."
I didn't feel I could let such hypocrisy go so I turned round and approached him.
"Look friend, no disrespect, but your hardly in a position to call people a pervert after bringing your wife to a place like this and screwing her in public." I laughed as I stood their naked, my semi erect cock dangling proudly and impressively before me as I felt my eyes drawn to his wife. I looked up her long shapely legs and over her flared hips, which supported a sexy pert butt. Her body then curved back in to her small waist and poured out again for her generous breasts. All this loveliness of breast and body was encased in a tight red dress and her bosom squashed into the table. As my eyes reached her long strawberry blond hair she turned back and flashed her blue eyes first in frustration at my interruption of what little pleasure she was receiving and then after her eyes met mine I saw the sparkle of intrigue. I was brought back to my senses away from those captivating eyes when I was struck in the stomach by a clumsily deployed elbow.
"Don't you dare call me a pervert you sick fuck, this is my wife. I can do her wherever I want. Now back off before I really hurt you."
Now, I may be easy going and primarily driven by sex and although that may have been what was really was driving me that day but I am not about to let getting sucker punched go. I grabbed him by the hair and threw him away from his prone wife. As he struck the wall behind me I let him go. He slid slowly down to the floor with all the air knocked from his body. Standing over him I watched him spluttering.
"Now I have no idea what I have done to upset you buddy but when you start raising your hand to me, we have a problem. Especially when I have been nothing but polite, that I cannot let pass. Now, let's call it even and I'll be on my way."
I looked down and watched him struggling for breath. He was of very average build, dark short hair, and brown eyes. He had a little muscle tone but nothing to be too proud of and looking between his legs I saw his angry manhood staring back at me. It was a very average length and girth but from his whole demeanour you could tell he thought he was god's gift. I glanced back at his wife who hadn't moved other than to turn and look at us; I thought how beautiful and tempting she looked. I looked into her face and my cock begun to harden again because she wasn't looking at her husband, she was looking at my tight ass and hardening member. Suddenly she looked up and saw she'd been caught.
"Look asshole" her husband gasped, wrecking the mood once more "I have a lot of money; I could pay to have the crap kicked out of you. So fuck off!"
I know I should have just laughed and walked away but this guy was really pissing me off now. Instead of walking toward him I stepped back from him and sauntered over to his wife where she lay across the cushioned table top. I never took my eyes from hers as I stalked toward her. When I reached her side I turned and looked at him.
"First, real way to show how tough you are, threatening me with other people kicking my ass. Secondly, you still have not told me how I have caused you to react like that, how have I upset you? As far as I can tell, I've done nothing. I'm beginning to think I should GIVE you a reason to hate me."
With that last sentence I looked down again straight into his wife's eyes. I was now stood close to her head, my cock inches from her delicate hand. She looked nervous so I smiled to reassure her, I meant her no harm. I didn't expect her next move, almost on auto-pilot raised her hand and placed it experimentally on my shaft. My cock jumped harder and smacked into her palm as soon as she touched it. I moaned audibly as her incredibly soft skin contacted my stiffening rod.
"Mother fucker!" he shouted as he struggled up from the floor and ran clumsily at me. I was about to react when the club security arrived and grabbed him by the waist in mid charge. "Get your hands off me you fat fuck!" the flustered husband spat out at Jimmy the portly guard that had tackled him.
"Damn Mike, what's going on, why is this guy so pissed at you?" Jimmy asked, easily holding onto the angry naked man.
"Not sure Jimmy, I offered him some friendly advice on how to better pleasure his woman and next thing I know he's elbowing me in the stomach.
"Oh did he now?" said Jimmy disapprovingly to his captive. "Well perhaps you need to cool off a little, come with me." Jimmy pulled the complaining husband away ignoring the cusses and threats as he struggled to get free. As he looked back at me I smiled and winked making sure he could clearly see his sexy wife running her hand slowly up and down my hard shaft.
"What's your name sexy lady?" I asked as I moaned and groaned, showing I really appreciated her actions.
"Charley" she said meekly, her words as delicate as her touch.
"And that was your husband? He seems a very angry man." I dropped my gaze and became transfixed unable to take my eyes off her pale but sun kissed hand on my hard black shaft, it was so beautiful.
"He is just very competitive." She tried to defend him "He wanted to come here and show me off then he wanted to show how good he could fuck."
"And how good can he fuck?" I asked interrupting her. She glanced longingly at my cock, her hand moving more swiftly up and down its length as she considered her answer.
"The best I've ever had" she said, then paused dramatically before raising her eyes to mine "so far." She finished with a lowered seductive tone in her voice. I needed no further invitation; I moved and she reluctantly let my cock go so I could take up a position behind her. I reached over to a pot of condoms on a stand next to the table and rummaged through finding a large size. Opening it I placed it over the head of my shaft and slowly rolled it down, fitting my cock snugly.
