Blac Maled

Bryce smiled as he got dressed and left with his photo evidence of a naked Summer. He had spiked her coffee with a type of Spanish Fly that made it easy to get inside of her panties and pussy. He got it from some Asian medical quack who would supply almost anything for the right price. It was the same drug that he used on his wife, Terra.

Summer covered herself up with the bedding of her and her husband. Once she heard the sound of Bryce departing, she relaxed but still found that she was incredibly horny. The thought of Bryce's big, black, thick bone inside of her made her pussy ache. Her fingers confirmed how wet she had become. Grabbing her "friend" from its hiding place in her night stand, Summer shoved it into her cum filled hole and fucked herself until she collapsed.

Unbelievably, she realised it was after one by the time she was done. She took a warm shower to wash the stink of sex away. She douched herself to clean Bryce's cum from her belly. When Topher comes home, he would expect dinner and if he was lucky, sex with his wife.

Topher was an accountant at Glass, Gless, Gloss where Bryce just started as an attorney. Bryce and Terra had just moved in next door. Bryce and Summer recognized each other right away from when Summer was a stripper before marrying Topher.

Feeling a bit guilty, Summer made a special effort for Topher. She had already wreaked a new pair of stockings when she knelt on the deck to suck Bryce's erection. After pulling on a tiny G-string, she slide a pair of full fashioned stockings up her smooth, shapely legs. She wriggled her toes beneath the red reinforced toes as she adjusted the French style heel. She made sure the thick red seam running up the backs of her legs were straight before pinning them with the six thick straps of the lacy garter belt. She picked up the matching bra and did up the hooks behind her back. The underwire pushed her double-D boobs together and created a very attractive, deep cleavage. The demi-cups left her hard nipples uncovered.

Summer buttoned up a Champaign coloured satin dress but left the top three undone to make sure to frame her boobs. She stepped into a pair of open toed, stiletto mules. The five inch spiked heel would make her taller than her husband.

With the chicken waiting in the oven, Summer opened a bottle of chilled wine before sitting on the couch. Her mind drifted back to the morning. She squeezed her thighs together to try and quell the tingle but it only made it worse. Her mind went back to when she and Bryce would fuck in the VIP room at the strip club. Summer slipped a hand beneath her dress. A finger confirmed the wetness on the crotch of her G-string as it teased her sensitive lips.

"Hi, Summer! I'm home!" Topher announced as he entered the abode. Summer quickly stood up and brushed down her dress. She rushed over to greet her husband. "You look incredible! What's the occasion?"

"Oh... nothing. I just wanted to dress up for you!" Summer answered. Her face blushed slightly. "Dinner is almost ready."

"Oh! I hope you don't mind." Topher said as he kissed his wife on the cheek. "I saw Bryce from next door is still unpacking and Terra is still away so I invited him for dinner. I know you always make extra so..."

"Er... Uh... Y...y...yeah. It's not a problem." Summer stammered then thought. "It's a big problem!"

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"Delicious, Summer!" Bryce said of the Coq au Vin. "Thanks. I hope Toph here didn't cause any issues by inviting me! I was just going to call up a pizza and asked Toph if he knew a good place around here."

"No. Oh, no!" Summer lied. "No problem."

Topher hated being called "Toph" but didn't want to offend his senior co-worker. "Summer's always happy to entertain."

"Well maybe she can help me and Terra out. Apparently I was told by Mr. Gloss that we need to host a dinner for the two other partners." Bryce continued with his request. "Terra isn't the greatest cook and maybe Summer could help her out?"

Topher immediately replied. "Oh course! Summer would love to help out, wouldn't you?"

With little choice, Summer reluctantly nodded in agreement.

"Oh. I'm sorry I can't ask you to join us, Toph. It just going to be the three partners." Bryce grinned.

A couple of days later with Terra back home to settle the house and Bryce already departed for the office, Summer waved Topher good-bye as he drove to Glass, Gless, Gloss alone. She was clearing up the breakfast dishes when there was a knock on the back patio door.

"Hey neighbour!" Terra called out. "I hope you don't mind me inviting myself over but I don't know anyone around here and I was kind of getting bored by myself. I brought over some homemade muffins. It's about the only thing I can make."

"Oh hi, Terra! Come in!" Summer greeted her warmly. "I'll make some fresh coffee to go with those beautiful looking muffins."

In the living room, Terra sat opposite of Summer. Terra offered her new friend one of the muffins. "Take the one with the glaze. It might not be as dry as the ones without."

"Oh, I'm sure they'll be wonderful!" Summer picked the suggested one unaware that the frosting contained the same Spanish Fly that Bryce had doped her with. She took a big bite. "Mmm...! These are really good. I think you're fibbing about being a good cook. Talking of which..."

"Yes! I want to thank you for agreeing to help Bryce out with the dinner. He told me about the chicken you made the other day. It sounded wonderful." Terra smiled as she watched Summer take another big bite. "What were you thinking we could serve?"

Summer finished off the last bite as she and Terra discussed the menu. Summer started to take notices of Terra. She was dressed in a tight, white crop. It was thin enough Summer could see her white bra that cradled her firm looking, C-cup boobs. Her hard, obtrusive nipples were very obvious. The top left her smooth, trim belly uncovered. The Capri yoga pants were white and pretty thin looking. They were tight and traced her firm round bum and shapely legs.

Summer stared at Terra and started to feel a little flush as her pussy started to stir. Involuntarily, her breathing became a bit more raspy and rapid. Her own huge breasts heaved up and down as she breathed. She watched as Terra uncrossed her legs.

With both her feet on the carpet, Terra allowed her knees to part. Summer's eyes gawked as she saw that Terra's yoga pants had a rip in the crotch area. It was small but big enough to expose her hairless, shiny, pussy lips.

Summer looked up at Terra. Terra responded by licking her lips. Summer immediately found herself between Terra's knees; her face deep in Terra's crotch; her mouth hard on Terra's cunt. Her tongue dug deep into Terra's folds as Terra jammed her hips into Summer's face. "Uhhh...! Summer! I'm cumming....!"

The two of them found themselves naked on the floor. Summer on her back with Terra grinding on her face until she came again. Terra fell forward; her mouth found Summer's slit dripping wet. She lapped the juices. Summer came easily.

Terra changed their positions moving her hips between Summer's thighs. Her cunt was now grinding against Summer's as the two white girls fucked each other. Summer came first, spewing her juices all over Terra. Terra came quickly after that, covering Summer with her own juice.

Later, they showered together and made each other cum. Then moved back to the bedroom where they fucked the rest of the day.

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The day of the dinner. Summer had made sure to get everything she needed to create the meal. She prepped most of it at home and then leave the final touches just before serving. She brought it over to neighbour's place and was surprise when Bryce verse Terra answered the door.

"Oh, Summer." Bryce said slightly panicked. "I've got another huge favour to ask. Unfortunately, Terra woke up this morning with a bad case of vertigo. She can hardly stand, let alone walk. In fact, I had to carry her to the toilet and make sure she didn't fall over."

"Oh that's terrible. I hope she'll be okay to serve the dinner." Summer remarked. "Uh, what's the favour?"

"Well that's it. Sometimes it's only a half day, other times it's a couple of days." Bryce explained. "Do you think you'd be able to help with serving the dinner too? I know it's a lot to ask but..."

"Of course! No problem! I'd be pleased to help out." Summer smiled and started setting up in the kitchen. "Let me go change into something a bit more appropriate other than these casual clothes."

Summer went home. She had made extra for her and Topher's dinner but since she would be next door, she left him a note to eat by himself. She had a nice bath with a lavender soap bomb to ensure her hairless body would be soft and smooth.

She had laid out what she'd wear for the evening; a satin white blouse and dark skirt with heels. Of course she'd wear her lingerie beneath starting with a white, demi cup, plunge bra. The lace edging tickled her Double-D boobs. She then stepped into a high on the hip, French thong that barely covered her smooth pussy. She tittered as the back slat was wedged into her crack. She hooked a satin garter belt around her waist before slipping on a pair of shiny, seamed, fully fashioned stockings. She clipped each of the eight thick straps to the four inch lace stocking welts. Summer loved the feeling of the taut straps against her bare thighs.

Summer slipped on the blouse and did up the front leaving the top three buttons undone to frame her cleavage. The dark skirt was just a bit longer than mid-thigh and covered her stocking tops and garter clips. She bent over to do the straps of her shoes. The Candy-apple red, strappy shoes were perfect with its four and a half inch stiletto. She moaned at the back garter strap dug into her leg.

Summer check herself out in the mirror. She fluttered her crystal green eyes with her natural long lashes and smiled at the result. Her natural beauty needed no make-up but a little sparkly pinkish lipstick didn't hurt and she was ready. She slipped out the back door and snuck over to Bryce's to find he had also changed into a black silk shirt and black trousers. Whatever cologne he was wearing was intoxicating. The pheromone enhanced cologne made Summer damp between her legs.

"Thanks again for this, Summer. Terra is feeling a bit better but still very wobbly." Bryce confided while handing her a glass of (spiked) white. "I'm sorry I couldn't include Topher in this invite. Hopefully next time."

Summer took a nervous, big gulp. "That's okay. I know you're just getting to know the bosses. When are they coming?"

"In a few, I guess." Bryce poured her more wine. "You've never met them, have you?"

"Oh no!" Summer replied. "I know Topher has but I guess he's too low on the totem pole to get invited to these type of social events so I've never met any of them."

"Bing...bong!" Rang the front door. Bryce answered and greeted the three men. All of them were as big as he was. He guided them to the living room and offered them a seat and a drink. When Summer appeared, all of them seemed very pleased.

"Oh. This is Summer my next door neighbour. Terra is not feeling well so Summer has graciously stepped in." Bryce introduced her. "This is Tatsuo Tanaka-Glass, Allan Gless and Robert Gloss."

"Nice to meet you all. I hope you'll find dinner satisfactory." Summer gave them her best smile as she shook the big black hands of Allan and Robert. Tatsuo gave her a bow. "It should be ready in about a half hour. Can I get you gentlemen a drink in the meantime?"

The four of them asked for scotch. Summer found the perfect crystal scotch glasses and measured out the drinks. From her server days, she placed them on a tray and walked towards the men. What she didn't know was that the three of them were not Glass, Gless, Gloss but Bryce's buddies.

The drugged wine was having an effect. Her breathing was a bit rapid and shallow as she noted tingling in her very damp panties. Feeling a bit sassy, as Summer handed each of them their glass, she bent over to flash them a bit of her boobies. She giggled each time she did it.

"Summer. Join us for a bit." Allan said. "We're not in a hurry to eat."

Bryce refilled her glass with wine. She sandwiched herself between Tatsuo and Robert. Her hem rose high enough to show some stock welt. All of them made sure her glass remained filled as they talked and laughed. As she relaxed, her legs parted enough for Allan sitting opposite to see her panties. Her skirt had ridden up enough to expose her garter clips. Robert placed his hand on her thigh. The contrast of his dark hand verses her white thigh did not go unnoticed by Summer and just caused her wet spot to grow. When she teased them by spreading her knees a bit more, Summer smiled when all four men sported huge tents in their pants.

"Gentlemen, you are all distracting me a too much." A tipsy Summer stood up. "Let me get dinner served."

When Summer retreated to the kitchen, the big Asian Tatsuo turned to Bryce and said. "That's the neighbour you've been boffing? She fucking hot!"

"Yeah, remember the strip joint I used to go to in Uni? She was the stripper I used to fuck in the VIP!" Bryce explained. "That was before she was married to Topher. He still doesn't know. I gave her a kind of Spanish Fly potion I got from some hokey, medicine man and it loosened her right up."

"Spanish Fly! I didn't think there was any such thing!" Allan injected. "Isn't it just crap!"

"Well no. First off, there is a Spanish fly. Look it up on Wiki." Bryce continued. "But the real fly is a beetle and it's a bit toxic. The (air quotes) doctor just calls it Spanish Fly because his English is so bad."

"Dinner is on the table gentlemen!" Giggled Summer spoofing a curtsy. She spun and flipped up the back of her skirt enough to flash her white ass.

The five of them sat at the linen covered, set table. Summer sat beside Tatsuo on his left and across of Robert. With Bryce at the head and Allan at the other side. The men stayed with their drinks while Summer continued to consume her wine. Delicious as it was, Tatsuo had difficulty concentrating on eating as Summer had let her skirt ride high; high enough to sow some of her panties. The sexy eyes she was giving him (and the others) wasn't helping any.

Tatsuo dropped a hand beneath the table and landed on Summer's thigh. As he played with her garter strap, Summer let her legs part. His fingers massaged her slit through her wet, flimsy panties. When he felt her gush more, he pulled aside the covering and inserted a digit inside of her. Summer moaned loudly as his fat finger plunged her pussy.

Of course the other were also having difficulty eating as they witnessed their friend's assault on Summer. She had unzipped Tatsuo and was yanking his massive meat. All of them had their dicks out by this time. None of them were smaller than eight thick inches long.

Summer daubed her mouth and then pretended to drop her napkin onto the floor. "Ooopsie!" She ducked under but didn't reappear. Instead, Tatsuo found her hot lips around the base of his cock. He moved his seat back to allow her room enough to bob up and down.

"Oh gawd! This girl can suck cock!" Tatsuo exclaimed. "I... I... Uuuhhh...!"

The other laughed at their friend's lack of control as he unloaded into Summer's throat. "Tats, you never could last long!"

Summer moved to Allan and took him into her throat. He lasted less than a minute. Panting, he swore. "Holy fuck!"

Robert was next. A minute and a half.

Best for last, Summer crawled under the table to Bryce. She closed her lips around his knob. He seemed even bigger than before. She worked on his dick taking more and more. The other dicks had allowed Summer's throat to relax and take in Bryce's huge cock. She smiled to herself when her lips found the base of his cock. He lasted five minutes before he came but only because Summer wanted to savour his meat.

As Summer reappeared from under the table, she licked off any of the evidence of the boys' DNA that dripped from her lips. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm full!"