“So how is this Thursday night thing supposed to work?” I ask Cyn, while we cuddle naked on the bed, having exhausted ourselves in my shower.
“I’m not really sure, Mike.” She confesses. “We’ve never invited anyone to join us before. I’ll call you after I talk with Barbara and Shelly.” She says, while drawing circles on my chest with her fingertip.
We’ve been in bed all day and took a much-needed break about half an hour ago for a shower. While lathering soap on each other, Cyn smiled seductively and turned around. When she bent over and rubbed her luscious ass up and down against my hard cock, I couldn’t resist. With her hands braced against the tile wall for support, I pounded into her hungry pussy from behind.
“Call them now.” I suggest as I plant kisses all over her luscious brown tits. “Let me listen in.”
“I don’t know, Mike.” She says, as I suck her thick black nipple into my mouth.
“Come on, Cyn.” I say, between nibbles. “What are you trying to hide?”
We go back and forth for a few minutes, but I finally convince her. Using her cell with the speakerphone engaged, she calls Barbara, who coincidentally is on the phone with Shelly.
“Cyn?” Barbara says excitedly. “We were just talking about you. Hold on, while I conference Shelly in.” She says. We hear a click and Cyn rolls onto her stomach, smiling at me as Shelly comes on the line.
“Well?” Shelly says. Cyn mouths her name to me, so I can associate the voices.
“Well.” She pauses dramatically. “He’s coming over Thursday night to meet both of you.” Cyn says laughing. She’s leaning up on her elbows, holding the phone close to her cheek. I love how her tits look, hanging temptingly between her arms. My cock stiffens at the mouthwatering sight of her thick black nipples crushed against the white sheet.
“Wait a minute.” Barbara says, Cyn mouths Barbara. “Isn’t that pretty fast? I mean… you hardly know this guy!” “Oh, I know him.” Cyn says, running her eyes over my naked body. “I know every inch of him.” She laughs again, her large brown tits jiggling against the sheet.
“Details.” Shelly says, but before Cyn can answer, Barbara cuts her off.
“Come on, Cyn. What do you really know about him?” She asks, cautiously.
“Well, I got here around nine and by lunch time I’d already had four orgasms.” Cyn smiles at me, appreciatively. “I’ve lost track since then.” She says.
“I don’t mean that! It’s not all about sex!” Barbara says.
“The hell it’s not!” Shelly cuts in. “That’s exactly what this is about. Give us the details, girl! He recovers that fast?” Shelly says, laughing.
“Well he’s pretty resilient, but he used his mouth for the first two.” Cyn says, blowing me a kiss. “And what a talented tongue! My God! I’ve never cum so hard!” She says.
“That’s not enough.” Barbara says. “Are you sure you want him in your house, knowing where you live? Do you trust him?”
“Barbara.” Cyn says, calmly. “He’s a sweet guy, He focuses totally on my needs, he’s very loving and yes, I trust him.” She smiles at me.
“That’s good enough for me.” Shelly says, definitively. “What did you tell him about us?” She asks, excitedly.
“I told him the truth and asked if he wanted me to share him with you. He wants to meet you and see where it goes.” She says, caressing my inner thigh with her hand. “He’s not a gigolo, he’s just a guy I met. We’ll have to see what happens.” I move closer to Cyn and my eyes devour her incredible body. Her shapely brown thighs come together in the fleshy firmness and dark skin tone of her perfect ass. As I caress her cheeks, she spreads her legs, inviting my hand to explore between them.
“I don’t know.” Barbara says. “What happens if your husband comes home early… or if the kids see him? You’re taking a big chance bringing him to the house.” “We’re not going to fuck him at the house.” Cyn pants, as I run my finger up and down between her moist pussy lips. “He’s just going to meet you.”
“I want four orgasms!” Shelly says. “I trust Cyn’s judgment and I’ll fuck him Thursday night.”
“Not at her house!” Barbara says exasperatedly “Maybe we should meet somewhere else.” She says. “Maybe like a restaurant or a bar or somewhere.”
“Yeah, that won’t attract too much attention.” Cyn says, smiling at me as I slip a finger between her wet cunt lips. “How about this?” She asks, talking rapidly into the phone. “I’ll rent a room for Thursday night at that hotel downtown and we’ll see who ends up in it, okay?” She says, stifling a moan, as I pump my fingers in and out of her pussy. “I’ve got to go!” She breathes.
“Sounds good!” Shelly says. “I’ll dress for the occasion.” “Whatever!” Barbara says, hanging up.
“You are stunning!” I tell Cyn as she ends her phone call and tosses her cell phone aside.
“Stunning?” She smiles. “I thought I was ravishing.” She teases, raising her ass up and spreading her legs farther apart.
“Stunning, ravishing, captivating, delicious.” I smile. “Pick your adjective.” I say, using my other hand to squeeze her sumptuous ass cheeks. Cyn rises up on her hands and knees and pushes back against my fingers, as they rapidly piston in and out of her increasingly wet pussy.
“Whatever you want to call it.” She says, wiggling her ass and pushing back against my hand. “Right now, why don’t you put that thing back where it belongs.” She says, smiling over her shoulder at my hard cock.
“Is this where it belongs?” I ask, kneeling behind her and rubbing my cockhead up and down between her wet pussy lips.
“Mmmmm.” She moans, thrusting her ass back towards me and impaling herself on my rigid pole. “More like this!” She says, grinding her ass against me, as I grip her hips and start pumping in and out of her.
“Oh yeah!” She cries, as I pick up the rhythm and watch my cock slide in and out of her fur-trimmed hole. “I can’t get enough of you.” She breathes, as I marvel at the sight of her thick, black pussy lips gliding back and forth along the length of my cock.