I'd never seen Carla cum. I didn't know she had been faking it with me until yesterday. It was our first anniversary and after an expensive dinner and a long musical downtown, we stumbled into our hotel room and couldn't keep our hands off of each other. Her scarlet hair tumbled to the middle of her back, and spun around her as we fought and kissed our way onto the bed. She slinked out of the black dress she had been wearing. Underneath she was wearing a strapless bra and nothing else. Her lips were burning when she pushed them into mine and moved her hands to my belt. I was hard as I'd ever been, pushing against my zipper for all I was worth (which turned out not to be much). My pants slid off and Carla laid back against the bed and grabbed my five inches to guide my into her open wet slit. I came when I was about two inches away. Three thick ropes that landed on Carla's belly and splashed up her abdomen.
"Oh God fucking damn it, Jake," she let go of me and shoved me away. "You didn't even get in me!" Her brown eyes looked mad as she stood up. My cum started to slide down her body and shimmered as she glared at me.
"I can eat you out if you want," I said. This wasn't the first time I'd had blown my load early, but this was the first time I'd seen Carla look actually upset about it.
"No, I wanted to be fucked," Carla shot back at me. "It's our damn anniversary, you didn't buy a fucking hotel room to eat me out for ten minutes then cuddle all night did you?"
"Well, no I-," I started.
"Shut up," Carla walked to the bathroom and I heard I could see her wipe my cum off herself in the mirror. She was still in her red pumps and her ass looked incredible. She moved to the doorway of the bathroom. "Can you get it up again?"
Her black bra pushed her breasts together and her cleavage was as good as it had ever looked. Her toned thighs touched below her vagina, but she was perfectly curvy. Her wide hits pulled focus right to the little patch of red pubic hair she had growing above her clit. I stood looking at her with my pants around my ankles. My penis was totally soft and pathetically small.
"No," I told her. It was a little past midnight.
Carla scowled at me. For a minute neither of us said anything. Then, without a word, she turned on her heel and walked out of the room and into the hotel hall wearing only her bra and her heels. "Don't follow me," she said over her shoulder as the door slammed shut.
I didn't know what to do. On one hand Carla had just walked out of the hotel room practically naked but she seemed really pissed at me. And it's not like she wasn't going to come back, all her stuff was still in the hotel room. Did she just want to piss me off by giving a couple night owls a peek of what I couldn't handle? I felt sick to my stomach. I sat down on the bed without bothering to pull my pants up.
Five minutes later when I heard Carla's key in the door I stood to greet her. I was very surprised to see a black guy who towered over me. When the man saw me, he smirked a little and didn't take another step into the room. I stood staring at him. Carla appeared behind him and eased around him to get herself into the hotel room. "Oh my God, Jake, pull your fucking pants up."
I had totally forgotten I was naked from the waist down. Hastily I bent and tried to pull my pants up, but not before Carla and the huge black guy had gotten a long look at my stub of a penis.
The big man laughed. "Damn, baby, I didn't think your man was gonna have a baby dick," his eyes bored into my crotch and he laughed again. A flush crept up my cheeks and for a moment I was speechless. But only for a moment.
"Carla, who is this?" I asked. The black man was 6'3" or 6'4" and easily stood over Carla and me. He was wearing dark blue jeans and a grey T-shirt. It was thin enough to show his six-pack and huge biceps. I was barely 130 pounds.
"This is Jared," Carla said. She stepped in front of him and pulled him by the hand to the middle of the hotel room. "He's going to fuck me since you can't."
I stared Carla in the eyes for several seconds waiting for a punch line. She wasn't joking. My eyes snapped from hers to the stirp of burning hair above her vagina. I didn't know what to say. I felt a strange pulsing at the base of my penis but I didn't get hard. Jared took two long steps and was inches from me. "Are you alright with that?" He asked.
He smelled strongly of cologne and man and I had to crane my neck to look up into his eyes. I knew then it was going to happen. My balls and cock still tingled and felt strange, I was short of breath. "Uh, I , Uh," I stammered.
"He'll be fine with it," Carla said and smiled at me with her perfect teeth. I took a step back from the huge man and almost fell into the chair at the desk in the corner of the hotel room. "Jakey, why don't you pull your pants back down so Jared knows he has nothing to worry about?" I stared into her deep brown eyes and part of me was hypnotized. What would be the harm in doing anything with this guy? It's not like I or Carla was ever going to see him again. Carla's eyes dug into mine and I felt safe. Her eyes were home and comfort and all the good things, and before I knew what I was doing I was unbuckling my belt and revealing my tiny manhood to the huge man and my girlfriend. Despite the horny feeling I was feeling in my balls, I couldn't get even a little hard. I was flaccid and my dick was less than one inch long. It rested against my ball sack and my eyes darted from Carla's brown beauties to the huge bulge in Jared's pants. Jared looked again at my penis. He laughed, a deep below that reverberated in my bones.
"That's the smallest thing I've ever seen," Jared laughed as Carla pulled him towards the bed. His eyes shifted from me to Carla; first he looked at her face, then the burning hair above her cunt. Carla was visibally dripping and Jared put a huge hand between her legs and started to push into her. Carla moaned and sank onto the bed. "Want me to fuck you, baby?" Jared crooned at my girlfriend. Carla's eyes were closed and her back arched and shuddered with every touch from his huge finders.