I fondled the monster of a cock. It was dark black and textured. A near perfect replica of the real thing, just not throbbing in my hand. I looked back at the televised event taking place just down the hall.
"That feels good. Your dick is lovely. You know when you sleep, sometimes, I just hold it in my hands."
Ruby was teasing poor Bruce. He was squirming on the bed trying to get any stimulation. She obviously had practice keeping him on the edge. Bruce finally gave up and lay still on the bed.
"Well, it looks like you have accepted your fate. Now, tell me your fantasy or I will keep you just like this all... night... long."
Without realizing it I had slipped the dildo between my legs and was gently rubbing my outer lips. I was getting wet watching Ruby control her man. The dildo felt good but was bigger then what I was used. It would take a little effort to have it penetrate me.
Ruby adopted a whiny voice, "Brucy, tell me. Please tell me? I want to get you off but you promised me a story first."
She ended with a full pout. I giggled and Bruce sighed.
"OK. But you better keep your promise this time!"
Just like a guy, trying to force his woman into something. When will they learn, girls control it all.
Bruce continued, "I saw the suit you had her in and knew you were just teasing me. That is why I wore my Speedos. I figured you would pull her from the pool. I hoped it might start a conversation and maybe, just maybe, I could get a hand job from her."
WHAT! That pervert! He was talking to his wife about making me pleasure him.
"Ooooh. Where would she do it?"
Wait, Ruby was playing along with this? I had just started forcing the dildo in when this started. Now, I was not even in the mood.
"In the game room. While you were in the kitchen making dinner."
"MMMM. Little wifey in the kitchen serving her man with the white girl stroking you. Like this?"
Ruby resumed her hand job. Slowly to be sure, but still, Bruce being a guy moaned and started bucking his hips. The show was getting hot again. I slipped my middle finger in my hole, spreading moisture all around and making myself wetter. I reached for the dildo and started working it around in circles.
"I bet you like thinking her don't you? Maybe more then just a hand job."
Bruce answered but I could not hear what he said.
"Yea, that's my baby. You would like that. I know just how much. Do you think she could do that for you while I was in the kitchen?"
Do what? What was his fantasy? I was torn between the fake cock I had or watching Ruby handle the real thing. I compromised, my eyes and ears stayed focused on the television, my hands stayed busy with my pussy.
"Do you think she could get you off before I returned from the kitchen?"
I wondered what Bruce wanted me to do. Probably lie back and just let him fuck me. Guys!
"Well do you think she can it better then me?"
Ruby leaned forward licked the pre-cum from Bruce. She savored it, putting on a show for him. It was the most blatant of lust I had ever witnessed. Bruce cried out as Ruby opened her mouth and took the head in. It was so big I did not think it would fit.
As Ruby started sucking I pushed the black dildo's head inside of me. My pussy stretched as the head finally popped its way inside. Never had I felt this way, it hurt but hurt so good! I kept pushing, enjoying every inch. My attention was taken away from the television as I got carried away with my own pleasure.
"Yes, Don't stop. Please, I am almost there, just a little more, yes, yes, noooo!"
Bruce's whining pulled back from my orgasm. Ruby had pulled back revealing a slick back cock pointing straight up. Had she taken the whole thing down? Unbelievable!
"Well, do you think that little white girl would do that for you?"
