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Stretching Debby

Debby knew Todd would start it again. He ALMOST always did. When was the
first time? Not their wedding night 4 years

ago, but certainly before their honeymoon was over. She'd even
complained once, asking, "Why do you always bring this

up while we make love?" He seemed hurt that she'd asked the way she did;
that's when she realized it really was his

fantasy! The next several times he hadn't mentioned it andtheir love
making was ... different some how.

She remembered being relieved when he again whispered in her ear while
slowly moving inside her, "I wish I had a really

BIG cock for you."

Debby answered like she had many times before and since, "Yours is just
right! I don't need a REALLY BIG one!

Yours is big to me; I'm just a little girl remember!" At 100 pounds she
knew she was stating the obvious, but he

seemed to like that. He seemed to like the image of her asa little girl.

Todd really did; a couple of times she even put her blond hair in pig
tails and used just the slightest blusher. The right

outfit completed the look: like the white starched blouse, blue plaid
skirt, lacy blue ankle socks, saddle shoes, and

of course, the white cotton panties! --just like she wore back in
Catholic grade school. Todd always recalled that

night as the best sex they'd ever had.

He'd fantasized about it many times since. Of course in his fantasy he'd
shaved off her light blond curls from that

sweet little pussy. Then there were the other guys, the one's with big
cocks. In his fantasy, he'd have them all

seduce and 'play with' the little blond innocent until she was wracked
with orgasms again and again while taking their

throbbing organs into her stretched bald pussy and nursing mouth.

Todd knew that at 6" he had nothing to be ashamed of. Of course he
didn't feel all that proud of it either, . . .

especially since he was fairly sure he'd never made her cum 'that way.'
If he could only last longer. Not that she

complained. . . Ever! Not even before he'd finally gotten her to let him
use his mouth and tongue on her; that was

still the only way he could get her to cum. What did that take? Almost a
year? That time on their honeymoon didn't

count; he'd taken her by surprise and she wasn't ready to admit it felt
good. How could she? All of her teachings

--her up bringing-- had taught her such things were dirty. Then almost
another year to get her to take him in her

mouth. At times Todd felt he deserved a medal for his patience with her;
never really forcing the issue. He just

took it slow and easy; he knew sooner or later she'd come around. He
could feel her inner passion, visualizing it as

a smoldering volcano.

For her part Debby knew it was silly to think such things dirty,
especially with her husband... and she really didn't.

It was just that she had trouble admitting to Todd that she enjoyed it.
He had her on such a pedestal, . . . so chased

and pure. 'If he only knew my fantasies,' she thought. Fantasies she'd
had since seeing THEM in front of her folk's

house, working on the street, . . . their muscles all glistening with
sweat! She truly was a little girl then,

barely beginning to blossom. She had just walked home from school and
sat there on the stoop watching until her cotton

panties were soaked. She often wondered if they could tell? If they
could see up her short skirt? If they could, did

they know why they were wet? She thought she knew why but would have
loved asking them; thus her fantasies often

started.

She decided those memories were the reason the little role play with her
old school uniform was so much fun. That was

the first time they'd 69'd to completion . . . with him in her mouth.
She was still --even a year later-- having

trouble admitting to Todd she liked that. The fact she'd done it several
times since should be evidence enough.

Each time she'd fantasized it was one of those workmen pumping his seed
into her mouth. Each time she'd reached

her own orgasm quickly after Todd, hunching her clit on his mouth or
chin, feeling his nose tickle her wet pussy

or tender anal bud.

Tonight Debby didn't think they'd 69, not at first, not unless she asked
for it. And she wouldn't. Debby had made

a decision. She wanted Todd to bring up his fantasy. She wanted Todd to
talk about other men --men with big cocks--

fucking her little pussy! And she knew he would too, as soon as he
finished eating her. Sometimes he'd make her cum

first then screw her. Sometimes he'd stop eating her, screw her,
whispering his fantasies about the things she'd do with

a big cock, cum in her, then go down on her again. That took some
getting used to: him eating her cummy pussy. But

if he liked it . . . she wouldn't complain. She kind'a liked it too! . .
. Wondering if he fantasized it was

another man's cum, injected by a really big cock. And when she combined
that thought with her own fantasy. . . Well,

she came the quickest of all then!

No, it didn't really matter what order Todd did it tonight. Even if he
didn't whisper those things tonight, she knew he

would soon. If she could keep her courage up, she'd have a surprise for him!

Todd wasn't sure either, which order they'd do it tonight. He no longer
worried that he couldn't get her off. He

would. With his mouth and tongue. He read it was common for women to be
able to achieve orgasm only that way. He

was just glad Debby had finally begun to get comfortable with that. Todd
still wondered though, if Debby wouldn't be

able to cum with a truly big cock, one that was not only bigger, but
lasted longer than he could.

As he eat her --paying most attention to her clit: gently nibbling,
sucking-- he would read her body. Did she seem to

be committed to cumming now? Or did she seem patient? Receptive to a
screw first? He'd also gauge his own ability

to avoid cumming in the sheets; he'd done that a couple of times and
hated it. He'd felt ashamed, though Debby gave

him no reason to be. Either way, he was glad she enjoyed his oral
attention. He loved eating her! The taste of her!

The arousal of her body that he was finally --after four years--
beginning to understand, to predict, to be able to

read. He didn't know which he liked the best: the taste of her freshly
bathed, freshly fucked, or even after a day's

work or night's sleep. He just loved it. He just loved her!

Todd loved her enough that if he could ever convince her to do it, he'd
like to watch Debby with a really hung lover.

Todd knew that was a long way off. Probably in the never-never of
fantasy land. Todd had decided that the next

logical step was to get Debby to do a 69 after they'd screwed. To taste
their combined juices on him as he loved

to taste from her. Maybe he'd try that tonight.

Yes, maybe he would. That little rock of her hips and the additional
spread of her legs, those were 'screw me' signs,

different somehow from her 'Yes, eat me!' signs. That little motion of
her fingers: gently stroking the side of

his head, then sliding ever so slowly through her downy blond curls,
across her flat abdomen, up the center line of

her chest, detouring left and right to tickle, then pinch her erect
crimson nipples --he'd never seen her do that

before-- had to be 'Come fuck me!' signs.

He didn't even have to ask, Debby welcomed him into her. Her heart
raced, more so than usual she was sure! This was

going to be it! As soon as he said something . . . A quick kiss on her
lips --Todd wondered if she liked the taste of

herself? She did, finding it somehow more exciting-- then gentle kisses
around her neck and ear. A gentle invitation

with the angle of her head and hips simultaneously, taking him as deeply
as he could. Yes, this was it . . . He

whispered, "You're so tight, baby! Tight and wet! You feel so good!"

"You feel good in me!" He's gun'na do it, he's started that way before. . .

. . . "Just think about how good it would feel if it was a really BIG
cock! I bet you'd love it!"

"I don't need a REALLY BIG one! Yours is big enough to me!" 'Damn it,
Debby,' she scolded herself, 'where's that

resolve? That courage?'

"You always say that, baby. But I WANT you to have a really big one!"

"Why would you want that?" 'Careful, that sounds like a rejection of his
fantasy,' Debby told herself. "I mean,

maybe I would enjoy it... Assume I would for a minute. What enjoyment
would you get out'a that? . . . Out of

another man having me?" Debby felt that was better! ... Not all she
wanted to say, but a start; an invitation for him to

take it further. Todd slowed his strokes, thinking. Debby kissed his
ear, signaling this wasn't a rejection, but an

encouragement.

"I'd get to watch you! Watch all of your passion as he filled you! I bet
if some hugely hung guy got you off that

way you'd still be hot for me! I know that's a gamble, but I bet I'm
right! I've seen your passion with just me. . .

Like after I've eaten you to an orgasm; you're still hot for me!
Sometimes I think I'm close to getting you over

again . . . but then I..."

"Shhhh!" She nibbled his ear again, knowing what he was going to say.
"You do fine! I love you!" Debby realized

that sounded like closure. "You'd really . . . really like to watch me .
. . with another man?" Debby knew the moment

of truth was quickly approaching in more ways then one. Todd was picking
up the pace slightly, apparently not turned

off by her question. Was that the beginning of the countdown?: '3' . . .
His silence was driving her wild! She

kissed his ear again.

His answer would be '2:' "If he was well hung. . . and didn't mind me
watching! You know... he had no expectations

of you other than that one experience. I guess it's been a long time
fantasy!" Her hunching up to him signaled

anything but rejection! Could he actually have her interest?

"Todd, . . . what if he was . . ." --Debby reached inside trying for an
extra measure of courage from her pounding

heart-- "What if he was . . . black?" `There!' she told herself. 'One
and blastoff! Or would it be fizzle? Abort?

Withdrawal? Shock? The end of her 4 year marriage?' No, he was still
fucking her, ... hard! Maybe harder!

Todd was so close! Did he hear her right? Black? "A . . . black man?"
How would he feel he wondered. He had never

seen THAT in his fantasy. Could he now? Was he even serious about
anybody doing that to her? A black man? A

black man with a huge cock?

Debby realized he hadn't slowed any . . . If anything he was fucking her
harder, deeper, longer than he ever had! Was he

mad? His question didn't sound mad. "Yes! A black man! I was just
wondering if what they say about . . . you know,

... how hung they are is true?"

Todd never answered her question. Not verbally. He actually still didn't
know how he felt about her . . .

revelation. If that's what it was. He suspected that his body did all
the talking necessary for now, even if he

didn't understand what it said as he pounded into her with all his
might. He assumed --rightfully so-- she thought the

idea must have turned him on based on how he'd gushed into her a moment
later. That was okay with Todd for now. If he

hadn't been so wrapped up in his own thoughts and approaching explosion
he might have noticed that Debby was

closer than she'd ever been to her own, first-ever, penile-vaginal orgasm.

Not another word was spoken as they each kissed around the other's mouth
and face and neck and ears. Not while Todd

withdrew --still somewhat hard-- and instead of sliding straight down to
finish her orally, shifted himself around

to a semi-69, dropping his mouth to her cummy pussy lips, dangling his
own glistening organ near her face. Debby took

the invitation, engulfing him as she rolled him to his back with her on
top. As she slid her body on his in their

mutual sweat and noisily slurped up their juices, she decided this was
indeed the 'dirtiest' thing she'd ever done

. . . and that she liked it! Little did she know that while she cleaned
Todd's 'average' but quickly recovering cock, he

was just about drowning in the cum that ran from her into his mouth . .
. and that he loved it too!

As Debby quickly climbed to her own orgasmic release on Todd's mouth,
they both wondered if the other had seen the

new, muscular, and very black lighthouse caretaker that started to work
there on the island last week. That

discussion would wait until their next missionary love making. For now,
Debby wanted to feel and taste Todd

cumming in her mouth again. She wondered if a black man's cum would
taste the same? Todd wanted and wondered the same things. . . . Well, he
knew taste wouldn't have anything to do with race. But if bigger balls
produced more cum, he'd

sure need to be careful: he COULD drown!

Debby was nervous. Todd was apprehensive. It was just last night that
Debby, after years of Todd's hinting and prodding

her about HIS fantasy, had shared her own with him. You see Todd had
fantasized about Debby being with another man, no

one in particular just a well hung man. He even thought he'd like to
watch. He hadn't, however, considered the spin

she would but on his fantasy; she wanted a black man!

In fact, it had been a secret fantasy of hers back to when she was just
a girl; she could remember that day she walked

home from Catholic grade school and sat on her stoop watching several
muscular black men working on the street in

front of her house. She thought at the time they were beautiful with
their strong muscles glistening with sweat!

She didn't know much about sex then, except it was dirty unless you were
married ...and maybe even then, and that

babies were made that way. She wasn't sure why her panties had gotten so
moist. Maybe it was because she new they could have seen up her plaid
uniform skirt if they'd looked hard enough ...and that it was nasty if
they did ...and even more

nasty if she let them. ...and nastier still that she wanted them to do
it! She wanted them to see her wet panties.

Sixteen years later remembering still made her moist; it always did!

Debby's revelation last night had Todd tossing and turning most of the
night. Every thought he had brought another

question: Why did he ever think he wanted her to experience another
cock? Was he serious? Was she serious? Could he

handle it? Handle her being with a black man? Not that he was prejudice;
he didn't think he was. But it was so ... so

taboo. He would be mortified if his friends even knew she had the
desire. What if she liked it? Liked it so much, she

dumped him? Why did he screw her so hard after she'd told him? Why did
CUM so ferociously? Maybe it was just because

they had been making love anyway ... and he'd been close to cumming when
she'd told him. But then, why did he get hard

several times thinking about it? Why did he wake with a hard-on after
having THAT dream. Good god! Could HE actually

let HER do those things? Would SHE actually do those things?! ...with a
BLACK man!? Even if he could resolve all those

questions, how do you talk to your wife about such things?

For her part, Debby had sleep soundly. Very soundly! Telling Todd had
felt like such a weight had been lifted. A

cleansing ... almost like confession was supposed to feel. --She never
told her priest that she "...masturbated while

thinking of black men doing things..." to her, so she was never sure if
her confessions were 'good' ones.-- Their

love making after she told him took on such an intensity that Debby was
sure he was turned on by her 'addition' to

his fantasy. But now, this morning, Todd wasn't even talking to her! He
acted almost ... distant. As he stared

into his coffee, not even touching the toast she'd fixed him, Debby
wondered if it was such a good idea after all,

telling him her desire, her fantasy.

"Todd?"

"What, baby?"

"It was just a fantasy. I still love you!"

"What? ... oh! I wasn't even thinking about that! ... Just have lots on
my mind. ... Other things."

"Todd. ... What other things?" ...silence. "I know you were thinking
about IT! Don't be mad at me! Don't hate me! It

was just a fantasy." ...silence. "It's not like I'm gun'na run off with
the lighthouse caretaker or something!"

"The thought never entered my mind! I still love you too, baby! I was
just so ... surprised! I guess I didn't know

what to say ... about ... IT. You know? ...how I felt."

"Well, until this morning I felt great having told you. You've brought
me a long way... There was a time I couldn't

have imagined telling anyone my fantasy, ... and the other things you've
taught me: I never dreamed I'd actually ever

do oral sex; not to mention, enjoy doing it! You are a good teacher. Is
it terrible your good little girl has some

nasty thoughts? A fantasy of my own? You've sure told me yours a lot, I
thought you'd be glad mine was kind'a in

line with your own ... sort of."

"I know! I guess I was questioning myself more than you. You know, what
I really want!"

"What ever it is, I hope it includes me!" Todd got up and pulled Debby
into his arms. She continued, "Because I can't

picture me without you!" She fought back a sob, emotions were on such a
tight edge.

Todd felt it too. "That much I'm sure off! I want you as long as you can
stand me!" They both hung on as if dancing

to silent music. "I'm glad you told me, honest! I just want you to be
happy and well satisfied!"

"I love you, Todd! As far as I'm concerned, fantasies can stay
fantasies. I just don't want to deny having them any

more. Just don't ever feel threatened by any I have. Okay?"

"Okay, baby. I love you too! ... Shit! I'm gun'na be late!" They kissed
and he was out the door.

Debby wondered what their next love making would be like. Would he bring
up the subject? Would he once again talk

about her being with some big cocked guy? Men put such an emphasis on
size. Their penis, a woman's tits... well,

Todd's never complained about her little ones. Of course he had
opportunity to play with quite a few bigger than hers

before they were married. On the other hand, she'd never played with any
cock besides Todd's. Were black men bigger,

as they say? It didn't seem to phase him when she mentioned the
lighthouse caretaker. Surely, if he didn't at least

know of him, it would have confused him in that context.

Debby set about her house chores, thinking about Todd and his fantasy
and her fantasy and their love making and his

demeanor this morning and his reaction to their discussion. Every now
and then, she'd look out a side window, toward the

light house. She'd seen him several times during the week, painting and
doing other chores to the historic sentinel,

not 100 yards from her own cape cod home. What she'd seen caused her
pulse to elevate, even from this distance:

broad shoulders, narrow hips, powerful thighs, very black skin
contrasting with his white shorts and the white of the

lighthouse itself. She kept the binoculars handy in case she saw him today.

 

Todd took a swing past the lighthouse instead of turning directly toward
the bridge that connected the island to the

mainland. He drove slowly hoping to get a glimpse of the new caretaker.
Was he what brought all this on with Debby?

Was she seeing him? 'Come on man!' he told himself. 'Don't jump to any
conclusions!' He'd only been on the job a week,

based on the article he'd seen in the paper. The head shot photo showed
a good looking black man, neck like a

linebacker. Had Debby seen the article? What did it say about his back
ground? Todd checked at work to see if the

paper was still around; it wasn't. He went to the library during lunch
to look it up.

 

Debby finished her house chores by 10. As was her habit, she'd stayed in
her house coat, while she did the cleaning.

Several times she caught herself, just standing at a window, looking at
the lighthouse, her mind lost in some fantasy.

In one, she answered the doorbell and there he was, asking to barrow
some coffee. She showed him in, shyly pulling her

robe closed only to have it 'accidentally' open again seconds later,
showing her hard nipples on her nightshirt.

He'd be wearing those white shorts; they'd be tighter than she could
tell from 100 yards away. A large knotted coil of

man flesh would be evident at his crotch. He'd smile a little as he
realized she was looking at it, licking her

lips. She'd turn red. In the kitchen, she imagined the view he'd get as
she reached for a can of coffee on an upper

shelf, straining on her tiptoes, the muscles in her legs tight, her
short robe riding half way up her firm white ass.

Maybe, he'd step up behind her, reaching over her with his strong black
arms, almost pinning her to the counter as his

virile groin pressed into her lower back... Debby shook her head; she'd
never get anything done if she allowed that

kind'a thing to go on in her head all day. She felt the moisture seep
from her lips, spreading a wet spot in her

panties.

Later in the shower, her fantasy caught her in the rain, locked out of
the house. Only one place to go for help.

He'd open the door to his quarters at the base of the tower and smile at
her dilemma. Her wet tee would be almost

invisible. She'd wear no bra; didn't really need one, and Todd was
always encouraging her to go without. Lately she'd

been humoring him around the house but never out in public; maybe she'd
change that today.

Maybe she'd take a walk on the beach below the rocks and the lighthouse.
Maybe it would rain. He'd welcome her in

and bring a big soft terry towel to dry her dripping, shivering body.
He'd wrap it around her, hesitating a moment to take in

her raised nipples and small patch of light pubic hair showing through
her wet shorts before closing the towel across her

front. She would continue to shiver.

He'd suggest that a hot shower was the best thing to warm acold, wet
body. She'd kick off her shoes and he'd take her

hand leading her to his private bedroom and bath. She'd stop briefly to
take in the male bastion of his room: dark

paneling, stone fireplace crackling, an oversized four-post bed, with
large turned bedposts. Her heart would race even

faster, nipples get even harder, pussy juicier still when she sees the
four purple velvet ropes, one each tied to the

bed posts. Each with a long working end laying on their respective bed
corner.

He'd start the water, adjusting it for her. He'd turn to her; she'd
still be clutching the towel. He'd open it and slowly

lower a large black hand to her waist, reaching in just below her
belly-button. Her abdomen would concave at his touch.

He'd unsnap her shorts with a flick of his thumb and fingers. All the
while she'd stare into his deep brown eyes. He'd say,

'I'd get out'a those wet clothes before ya get in the shower!' Suddenly
he's out the door, ...but left it open half way.

She'd start breathing again and undress without closing the door. The
water would be a little too hot in her chilled state.

She put her face in the spray. Every nerve cell in her skin tingled. The
shower door would open and he'd step in behind

her. Most light now blocked, the shower darkened greatly. Debby would
look down, trembling inside, and see his black

feet behind and outside her own size 5, dainty white feet; his are twice
as large. Debby wouldn't breath awaiting his touch.

His large black arm would reach over her shoulder, --still not touching
her-- and adjust the water to be a little hotter.

In her real shower Debby adjusted the water until a hint of steam was
being produced. Back in her fantasy, she could

stand the anticipation no longer; she'd back into him, leaning on his
solid black form, his long, thick and yet

unseen black male stock nestling naturally down the crack of her white
ass. In reality Debby's hand and wrist pushed

down from the small of her back, through the checks of her out thrust
buttocks, simulating the feelings of her fantasy.

Her other hand served as the strong black arm that would circle her
front, pulling her small white body tightly into

his black strength. He would gently cup each breast, then pinch one then
the other nipple. His other hand would reach

down her white abdomen, parting her wet pubs then her inflamed lips.
Debby closed her eyes tightly, imagining the

contrast of his strong black arms draped around her small white body.
Two of her own fingers served as one of his,

doing the things she wanted him to do between her pussy lips. Her knees
bent slightly, legs spread. She imagined

being almost suspending on his fingers in front and his manhood
straining into her crease behind. She shook in

orgasmic release, pressing her face once again into the hot spray of the
shower.

Debby promised herself she'd pick up the fantasy later, maybe while she
laid in the sun, or after, during a nap.

Maybe he'd be working and see her as she laid out in her bikini.

Actually, for living near the ocean, Debby tried not to get too much
sun. There had already been some reports about

skin cancer, but mostly it was her skin. Her mom had always told her
that her light blond hair and light freckles

indicated her skin was sensitive and it was proving true.

Debby put on her bikini, her smallest, a light blue one. She gathered
her lotion, portable radio, sun glasses, a

beach towel, and a glass of ice tea. See looked toward the tower. She
couldn't see him, though his black Camero was

parked in the small lot. Before she laid in the chaise, Debby swept the
patio deck. Even though they were some 50

feet above the beach on the rock shelf that formed this end of the
island, the sand got everywhere.

Debby arranged the towel on the chaise lounge, stole a glance at the
lighthouse, and sat, reaching for her lotion.

As she finished rubbing the lotion in, she looked again and ... yes, he
was there. Inside the glass at the top. She

flushed suddenly as she realized he was watching her with a pair of
binoculars. If she'd known sooner, she'd have made

a bigger show out'a putting the lotion on. She looked again; he was
apparently still watching. 'At least he's not

revolted by this skinny, boobless body!' Debby thought. Actually her 'B'
cup looked quit good on her small frame.

She weighed about 100 pounds sopping wet. She thought he had to know
she'd seen him watching her. She stole another

glance; still there. She wondered how well he could see her, recalling
the magnification of their own binoculars.

Could he see her nipple just got erect? His binoculars would undoubtedly
be better, being a lighthouse and all.

She blushed and stole another look; still watching. Debby reached inside
for some untypical courage and, pretending

she just noticed him watching her, smiled real big and waved at him. He
lowered the binoculars and slowly raised a hand

to wave back. Could she almost see a smile?

He brought the glasses back to his eyes and swung a little east, looking
apparently down the beach. Debby immediately

regretted waving, making it obvious she saw him watching her. She'd have
been happy if he'd continued watching her.

Maybe she'd have taken her bikini top off. The fenced yard was private
except for the view from the lighthouse, even

it's base was visible over the fence line from her position. Maybe next
time. Maybe she'd sun completely nude next time.

 

Debby reflected that she'd never really wanted to be naked in front of a
man before. Even with Todd it had been

uncomfortable at first. And the fantasies about those black workmen
didn't count ... cause they were fantasies ... and

too far removed in time to have any chance at reality. But now ... all
it would take is a few quick motions on her

bikini strings. . . But no, that would be too brazen after having just
waved at him! Shit!

Shortly, he was no longer visible. Debby continued to sun as long as she
dared, just in case he was watching, unseen

from one of the lower windows that spiraled the tower.

Debby laid down for a little nap at about 3. She wanted to be rested for
what ever Todd would want to do in follow-up

to last night ... and this morning's discussion. Maybe she should take
the lead for a change. Maybe she should

reassure Todd about his masculinity and her desire for him. Despite her
notions of continuing her fantasy, it was Todd

and their discussions that filled her mind until she drifted off.


Chapter 2

Todd had real trouble concentrating at work. He kept having images of
his petite blond wife engaged in various acts with

hung black men. What was beginning to disturb him the most was not the
images, but that he was aroused by them. He'd

had many fantasies of Debby with other men, but they had never been
black. Did he have some kind of prejudice? He

hadn't thought so. Could it be so bad that Debby put a different skin
color on his own fantasy? He'd often

fantasized about her actually coming around and being receptive to his
fantasy of her being with another man. But

he'd never actually . . .realistically expected it to happen. And here
it was happening. . . maybe. Todd

resolved to do something that never seemed to come easy for him: he'd
talk to Debby; REALLY talk to her to get to the

root of this whole thing. To see if THEY actually wanted to pursue this
thing!

Suddenly another question gripped Todd's gut: what if he said 'no?' What
if he decided he couldn't handle it? Most

important: what if she continued her desire? Would she get frustrated
and seek to fulfill it on her own? She'd

never complained. . . he'd always been the one talking about his merely
average size (6-1/4"). . . and the probable

pleasure she'd get from a truly big one. That was HIS fantasy; to see
Debby's passion boiling over, swept away

with the intensity of being 'packed' with cock! Would it cause him any
frustration to never see that? No! Besides,

Debby wasn't the frustrated type. Was she? He'd been very patient with
her the first years of their marriage when she

hadn't seemed at all receptive to oral sex, either way! Although there
were times he was frustrated, he'd never

considered looking for it else where; not seriously anyway. Would Debby
be any more inclined to seek fulfillment of her

black fantasy outside their marriage. . . without him? No! On the other
hand, that new black caretaker was less than

100 yards away, practically their closest neighbor! And Debby didn't
work outside the home; that presented a lot of

opportunity, a lot of temptation.

YES, they really needed to talk!

Todd called and offered to bring pizza home for diner. Debby would make
a salad.

Debby put on her favorite tie-dye tee-shirt with no bra and her ragged
cut off jean shorts for Todd's arrival home. He

gave her his ceremonial kiss, seemingly not even noticing her nipples
poking at the tee-shirt. He was once again

quiet while they ate. Debby tried to make small talk and he was barely
responsive. Debby would like to have told him

about seeing the new lighthouse caretaker while she sunned, but the way
he was acting... She wondered if they were

going to go through this every time they saw one another now that the
'secret' of her fantasy was out.

Todd knew it was obvious he had something on his mind and he didn't like
the uneasy feeling it seemed to create. He

wanted so much to tell her. . . To watch her reaction. He knew they had
to talk. He decided to just plunge ahead; he

took a silent deep breath, reached in his pocket and removed the piece
of folded paper.

"Saw an article in a paper laying around the coffee room at work; I
thought you may be interested in it." He handed

Debby the Xerox copy. "He's an x-marine, retired drill sergeant, I think
it said." He let Debby read a moment.

She scanned a little, glanced at the picture and looked up, trying not
to seem too interested. Todd asked, "Have you

seen him?" He immediately regretted the potential double meaning.

Debby told the truth, getting them quickly past the possible accusatory
interpretation of his question. "Only from a

distance. Didn't even know his name." She looked back at the article.
"'Julius H. Washington,' says here. Yes,

you're right, 'x-marine drill Sergeant and later Sergeant Major in
charge of new recruit basic training at ...'" She

read on silently for the most part, "...'divorced with two grown
children' ... 'enjoys weight lifting, cooking, and oil

painting' ... 'busy catching up on maintenance items understandably
neglected during the beloved, late Captain

Smitty's illness'..." Debby put the article back down. Her heart raced.
Maybe it was unfortunate timing that there

would be a new black lighthouse caretaker leaving less than 100 yards
from their house at this point in their four year

marriage. Her long time secret fantasy and its revelation to Todd really
had nothing to do with Julius H. Washington.

Would Todd believe her if she said so? Debby started on another piece of
pizza, even though she had no desire for

one.

It was hard for Todd to read Debby's reaction to the article. Was it
only coincidence that she came up with this

black male fantasy a week after this guy started working almost next door?

Todd finally broke the silence, "Said he's divorced; have ya seen any
lady friends around?"

"No. Only seen him a few times. Painting the tower railing and stuff,
and leaving in his car once; a black Camero, I

think."

"At least he's apparently not gay!"

Debby got up. "Todd, could you put the pizza away when you're done?"

He watched as she headed for their bedroom. He wondered ifhe had made
her mad. 'Did she think I was accusing her of

*being with* HIM?' Was he? Had she been? NO! He wasn't ready to jump to
that conclusion. What would he do? Would

he even want to know? Would he want to watch? There went his cock again,
twitching to life at the images in his head.

He wondered what Debby WAS doing!

Todd put the left over pizza and salad in the frig. He turned to go find
her and there she was in the kitchen door.

She still had on her little ragged jean short-shorts and was bare
footed. She'd changed her top though; her tee-shirt

was gone and in its place she wore one of his short-sleeve white shirts.
It wasn't buttoned at all, the front tails

were simply tied at mid-waist. Her lightly tanned skin fairly glowed
between the deep open "V" created by the

shirt, and looked darker than it really was against the white of the
fabric. It was transparent enough that the

untaned triangles of breast flesh and her crimson nipples where clearly
visible, even on the left where the pocket

would have covered it if the shirt wasn't so large on her.

"Wow! I like your outfit! I'd forgotten how sexy those short-shorts
were. And my shirt's never looked better."

"Glad you like!"

"He would too! You going over to get acquainted?" Todd smiled, trying to
make sure it was received in the same

light hearted way he thought he intended it.

"Well, nnnoooo! Hadn't even considered that. I intended to seduce my
husband. . . Unless he'd rather I do something

else..."

"What makes you think I need seduced?"

Debby walked demurely over and extended her hand. Todd took it and was
lead into the bedroom. Debby turned and began

unbuttoning Todd's shirt. "I just thought I'd reassure him that,
whatever fantasies I have --or he has for that

matter-- it's he and I, as in US-- that is important and lasting!" She
undid his belt, the button on his slacks, and

his zipper. "That you are all the man I ever really need..." She dropped
to her knees in front of him, taking

his slacks and underwear down as she went. "...and the only man I'll
ever love!" With that she engulfed his not quiet

flaccid penis completely.

In four years of marriage Debby had never gone after Todd's cock like
that and he was a little taken back. . . but

recovering quickly! He could count of both hands the times she'd
initiated sex. She'd never been this aggressive.

Todd wondered if she was fantasizing that the cock in her mouth was
black. It didn't seem to matter to his cock! "Oh

my God! Debby, what are you doing to me?!"

She pulled her nose out of his pubic hair. His cock was slimy wet with
her saliva. Debby couldn't believe she'd

actually had his cock in her throat! She was just so excited. He'd
started almost soft and feeling it grow in

her mouth was so . . . sensual! It just kind'a grew into her throat.
She'd fought her gag reflex once and now looked

at his glistening slick cock through teary eyes. "I can't believe I ate
the whole thing!"

"I can't believe it either!" Then she did it again! It hesitated at the
back of her mouth; she jutted her jaw,

pushed and swallowed. With an 'Ummph' her nose once again tickled in
Todd's thick curls. "Oh God!" And again!

"Uuugghh! Much more of that and I'll be coating your tonsils!"

"Ummmm!" Debby moaned in encouragement.

Todd didn't want it to end this fast. "Comm'er baby! Let me get you
out'a those sexy rags!" He pulled her off of his

cock.

She pouted and wiped saliva from her mouth. She pushed him back on the
bed and said, "No! This is all for you. Let me

strip!" And she did! As if there was music: slow, sensuous, sexy. She
made the most of the two pieces of

clothing she had on: teasing, flashing --she unzipped her shorts and
pulled the open waist band up causing the crotch

to dig into her wet pussy. She pinched and pulled on her hard nipples
and pulled teasingly on her light pubic hair,

acting like she threw some his way.

This was no longer the innocent Debby he'd had on that pedestal for so
long. . . . And he liked it! "Where's your

panties, Baby?"

"Didn't wear any today! Made me feel sexier for you! My jean crotch has
been digging into my pussy all day and I've

been so wet! Do you like your little girl being a little nasty?" She
finally dropped her jean short-shorts and

kicked them toward Todd but missed.

"I'm loving it! Are you still my little girl?"

"You know I am! I just wan'na be your naughty little girl! I've had to
be good for too long!"

"Tell Uncle Todd how you wan'na be naughty!" Todd expected Debby to
start talking about black men.

Debby had a more immediate objective in mind. She did her best little
girl imitation, "I wan'na suck Uncle Todd's

wiener until it shoots juice in my mouth!"

Todd almost choked! "Does Uncle Todd get to suck Debby's little pussy?"

"Mmmaaaayyyybe! But not until I've swallowed your cum down in my tummy!"
That Debby was actually saying that, was a

dream come true for Todd! She grabbed a pillow and placed it at his
feet. She dove for his cock, deep throating his

6+ inches again! She pulled off with a pop and said, "Just lean back and
enjoy; I really wan'na do this!"

"Oh God, Baby, I probably won't last long."

"That's okay; just relax, watch, and let it happen!" With that she went
to work. Todd still couldn't believe this!

He'd never really watched her giving him head before. They'd 69'd and
she'd leaned across his abdomen blocking his

view a few times; with the later she'd never taken him all the way to
the finish. Never had she set out to make him

cum in her mouth... and told him to watch!

Actually, Todd suppressed them both; it took longer than he figured it
would. Maybe it was watching... or the tension

created by her effort on his shaft to get it into her throat every now
and then. He wanted to eat her so bad he could

taste it! It wasn't until he imagined Debby doing this to a largely hung
man --okay, he'd make it a black man!-- that he

once again felt his orgasm was imminent. It happened fast then. "Oh God,
Baby, I'm CUUMMMMMING!!! That's it, suck

him, Baby! Oh yah!"

He flopped back, panting as Debby nursed his deflating cock. She finally
flopped beside him. "Emmmm! That was good!"

she said, smacking her lips.

"Really? You're not just saying that?"

"I've liked it since the first time! I'm just sorry it took so long to
find out! And ... I was scared to admit that I

liked it at first! I'm not going to keep any secrets from now on!

"By-the-way: 'Suck HIM'?"

"Uh?"

"You said, 'suck him, Baby! ...' HIM who?"

"My cock I guess!"

"Todd, no secrets?"

"Okay . . . Some big cock from my fantasy!? Okay, . . . it was a black
cock. No secrets; you've got me thinking about

it now!"

"I guess I knew that. Todd, it's just a fantasy. . . I'd never..."

Todd put his finger to her lips. "Shhh!" He moved himself to the edge of
the bed and pulled her hips that way too.

"That can wait. . . Now it's your turn! Watch me, like I watched you!"
Debby had always had her head back and eyes

closed as he'd eaten her before, and more likely than not, the lights
had been out.

He devoured her with as much enthusiasm as she had him. And Debby was
more involved than ever before: watching, making faces of pleasure and
torment, guiding his head and mouth with her hands, hunching at his
face, pulling her knees

almost to her chest and spreading them wide, feeding him her crotch! And
she was wet! Wetter than he could ever

remember, prior to being screwed. Amazingly, neither of them gave a
thought to another man, hung or not, black or

white; it was just Todd and Debby. More accurately, Todd's mouth and
tongue and Debby's pussy and clit! Nothing else

mattered to either of them. It was glorious! It was pussy worship born
in love as much as her act had been homage to

his cock for the same reason! And her orgasm matched the depth of
feeling each had for the other!

Todd had covered Debby's anus with his thumb and was amazed at the
pulsing signals of her climax in her muscles

surrounding her anus and pussy. In four years of marriage he'd never
felt it that way.

Todd had eased up on his clit sucking as she squealed in release,
knowing from experience how her clit apparently got

sensitive to the point of pain as she went over the top. But this time
he couldn't resist giving it one last firm

suck as Debby trembled in the aftermath of her cum. The result was
instantaneous and equally amazing: the muscles

under his thumb, around her anus, knotted and spasmed again! Debby
sheirked and jerked with what appeared to be an after

shock equal to the original orgasm! At first she pulled his face into
her pussy so hard it scared Todd, then she pushed

him away, dropping her hands to the bed, clutching the covers. Todd
still supported her cute ass with one hand,

his thumb still on her anus; it continued its involuntary contractions
for nearly 10 seconds before fading away.

Todd sat back on his heels, watching in awe as her legs trembled. He
expected Debby to kind'a unwind, lowering her

legs and just coast for awhile. Instead Debby put her little feet on
each side of his head, holding it has if they

were hands. She raised her head and with lust filled eyes and a husky
voice said, "Shit! That curled my toes. What

was that last thing you did, you wicked man?"

"Your little button was standing so tall I couldn't resist giving it
just one more good kiss!"

Debby raised Todd's head with her feet. At first he thought she was
gunna guide it back to her pussy; instead she

allowed his mouth to get only within a couple inches. "If that was a
kiss, I don't know if I could handle a suck!"

She just kept lifting and Todd was forced to his knees, then to stand
stooped over her, her legs now extended almost

straight up, her feet still clutching his head. She reached between her
thighs and grabbed his cock. "Ummm! This is

what I need now! It feels up to it!" Debby let her feet slide down to
his shoulders as he leaned into her, following

the pull on his now thoroughly recovered manhood.

Todd and Debby both watched as his cock slid straight into her sex in
one smooth stroke. "Oh yesssss!" She hissed.

Her pelvis rose off the bed, coming up to meet him as he leaned into her
legs, her feet on his shoulders, almost

folding her in half. Debby's taut body seemed to have the flexibility of
a gymnast; her feet almost touching her own

ears. "Oh God, Todd, fuck me. Fuck me hard and deep!"

Todd realized this position afforded the deepest possible penetration.
As deep as he could anyway. "I'm giving ya

all 6, baby! Maybe a little more!" They'd measured it once 6-1/4" in
length and 5-1/4" in circumference. Nothing to be

ashamed of, but Todd immediately wished he had more.

"Don't forget the 1/4 inch; slam it in me too! As hard and as fast as
you want, baby!" Debby was flushed as he'd ever

seen her. He'd often pictured her as a smoldering volcano of sexuality.
He felt like he was now seeing at least a

hint of her eruption potential. She was begging for all the cock he
could give, hard and fast, and he wished he had

more. Could she take 8" . . .maybe 9" and bigger around too? He'd like
to give it to her, even if it was on another

guy! The thought fueled his own passion as he slammed into her with such
force he was sure it must hurt, if not from

the genital penetration, then just their colliding pelvic bones and skin
slapping against each other. She didn't seem

to care and because of that, neither did he! On he went as Debby
clutched at his hair pulling his face to her own,

kissing him urgently, her legs seemingly tangled backwards between then.
She kissed his ears as he pictured a big

black man pouring all he had into Debby while she loved every inch of
what he could give. That was all for Todd;

his release felt like his entire being was pouring into her, suddenly
white hot and all fluid.

The sensation was closely matched by Debby's own. She had been lost in a
stream of images, the central theme of which

was her as the receptacle --a vessel-- for the seed of manhood. As if
her womb was a most special one selected for

a ritual in which she received the white hot fluid of a darkly cloaked
figure who was literally all cock! And she

had tried to take all of him. . . all of Todd! She'd have swallowed his
entire being through her sex in a weird

reverse birth if she could have.

They both hung there, both trembling, both almost too scared to move,
both feeling as if their groins had become liquid

and melted together. Debby once again became aware of Todd --it had
seemed for a time he was just a cock, one that she

couldn't seem to get enough of into her. She became aware that her pussy
was twitching and that she may well have

experienced her first penil-vaginal orgasm. Is that what it was? She
felt like she'd blacked out, couldn't recall. It

didn't matter, it was sweet now!

Todd spoke first, "Talk about curling your toes! That was .. . incredible!"

"Ummm!" was all Debby said as Todd slowly peeled himself from her. It
was as if she needed to unwind the body that

had unnaturally folded up between them as her vessel was offered for
penetration. As Todd pushed himself up and

Debby let her legs fall to the floor they both watched the rush of fluid
from her. She covered her vagina with a hand,

immediately sorry they hadn't put a towel down. Cum dribbled down the
side of the bedspread under her.

Todd was almost scared to ask, "Did ya make it? . . . Do ya want me to
finish you with my mouth?"

"I might have . . . It was so intense I kind'a lost myself! And you're
sweet, but I'm not sure I could handle any more

of your clit sucking right now and a hot bath sounds so good!" She kept
her hand clutched over her sex as she

waddled into the bathroom. "I can't believe how much you came . . . for
the second time in an hour, it's amazing!"

she called back to him.

"You're the amazing one! Jeez! . . . Want some company in the tub?"

"Absolutely!"

Todd started the tub and added bubble bath as Debby finished on the
toilet. Shortly they eased into the hot water and

Todd pulled Debby back to him. Todd wanted to ask Debby so many things.
He didn't know where to start. He finally

decided to just start anywhere and not analyze each question even before
it was asked. He'd take his lead from what

Debby had said: she didn't want anymore secrets; he'd just have to trust.

He just let the question currently in his head flow out, "There at the
end, when you almost . . . er, might have made

it, were you having a fantasy? And before you answer, it's okay if it
was about a black man."

As Debby took a breath he was sure that is exactly what she was going to
say. "To be very truthful, I'm not sure! It

was weird, like I was lost in it somehow, that it had taken over me.
Like I didn't have a fantasy, it had me. I

remember the feeling that I was one big vagina. A pussy being offered up
to some kind'a penis god or something. It

was you . . . and it wasn't. Like your whole being was just a cock the
same as mine was a pussy. And I tried to get all

of you in me! Could you tell!"

That you tried to swallow me? Yah! . . . Wow! I've never been a penis
god before!"

Debby slapped playfully at his leg that encircled her. "Don't let it go
to your head! What was your fantasy?"

"Hoooolllyyy SHIT! Debby!"

"WHAT?"

"Your fantasy! It's . . . it's like a dream I had last night! Not
exactly the same . . . but similar enough to be

really weird!

"In my dream, you were standing on this raised platform, in a silky
white, see-through gown. The top of this platform

was about eye level. I walked over and kissed your feet and ran my hands
up your legs. I helped you kind'a set down,

slide over to the edge, and bunch the gown around your waist. I
proceeded kiss your pussy, lick around your folds,

and to thoroughly eat you out.

"And here comes the weirdest part: Some dark cloaked figure approaches
--he's huge!-- towering over us both, platform

and all. I can't make out any details until he opens his cloak; that's
when I realize this . . . creature is like all

cock! Thing's obscenely big! I'm kind'a mesmerized by this . . . thing.
He moves closer; it's bobbing up and down in

front of him. I pull your butt further off the edge, and ducking under
you, I lift your ass, offering your sweet

pussy to him. You've pulled your legs up to your chest like you did just
now when we made love! Isn't this just too

weird?"

"It is freaky, they're so similar! Then what?"

"Well, it just gets weirder still: He starts fucking into you with his
massive cock when suddenly another snakes out

from under the first. It swings up and starts poking you in your butt hole."

"Two at once? One in my butt?"

"It was just a dream, but it gets weirder still: a couple more black
colored cocks appear from the chest area and you

start nursing on them! My dream ended as all these cocks began spewing
creamy juice that you can't seem to get enough

of."

"Damn! Todd! Is this tub too hot or is it just me? And that is that
poking me in my crack back there?"

"Sorry, I just thought it was enough like yours, it was just too weird!"

"I'm sure it all means something, but to be honest, I'm too hot to try
to interpret it right now!"

"You want to make love again?"

"I think its gunna be a little sore. Just cuddle me, tell me you love
me, . . .and that my fantasy is okay; that you

won't hate me for having it! ...And of course mean ever word of what you
say!"

"Debby, I couldn't deny you having fantasies. I've sure had mine. And if
we wanted to leave them fantasies, I guess

that would be the end of it."

"But?"

"I'm not sure either of us want to leave them fantasies. . . So I guess
we need to talk."

"Well, I guess I disagree with you: it sounds like you're saying if we
just wanted them to be fantasies, we wouldn't

need to talk. I think we need to talk, regardless!"

"Of course you're right baby. It's just something that's hard for me
sometimes, but I'll try."

"I've got a suggestion: instead of trying to talk this through here or
in bed, where it's too easy to be . . .

sidetracked, let's take a walk on the beach and talk there."

"Sounds like a plan, Baby!"

Todd felt better some how, having agreed to talk it out. Debby knew they
had much ground to cover before she'd feel

comfortable, whatever they decided. At least it would be together.

They finished their bath and Todd suggested Debby wear the same
short-shorts and his shirt as earlier. She was a

little hesitant because the beach was seldom deserted, especially on a
mild evening like this. But if she were

going to be more daring, now was a good time to start. And it would be
getting dark soon, so her bare chest wouldn't be

that noticeable.

They set out on their walk hand-in-hand. Debby could tell Todd was
struggling with just how to start this

conversation. Finally she said, "We need a few ground rules I think:
that we try not to get defensive about any of our

feelings, that no question is off limits, and that whatever the answer
is, we agree that we still love each other."

Todd was silent.

Todd was thinking, analyzing. Is there any question I don't want her
asking me? Or. . . Is she seeking 'immunity' for

some transgression?

Debby's intuition was uncanny, "Tell ya what; I'll answer a couple
without being asked: I have never been with a black

man or any other man sexually besides you. And I won't ask you if you
have been with anyone, cause I trust you haven't

...since our marriage. I don't need to ask."

"I haven't been!"

"I know!" . . .Silence. "Come on, Sweetheart, don't make me guess what
else you might wan'na ask. Go on. Ask me."

"Ask you what?"

"What ever it is that you're the most curious about?"

"Does our new lighthouse keeper turn you on?"

"Yes, but not any more than any other good looking black man. I've only
seen him from a 100 yards. . . And that

picture in the paper."

"You talk like good look'n white guys don't turn you on."

"Not true at all! I look; I enjoy! Especially tight buns. One of the
best things about living so close to the beach."

The last said as a tall blond life guard type in jogging shorts went
past. "See what I mean?"

"Didn't do much for me, but I can see where a gal..."

"It's just that if those good looking buns had been on a solid black
bod. . . Well, in all honesty, my legs would

probably feel a little weak 'bout now."

"If our lighthouse caretaker isn't the source of this sudden fantasy
about black men, who is?"

Debby chuckled. "Sorry. My fantasy about black men is anything but
sudden. I've had that fantasy secretly for 16

- 17 years. You're the first and only other person I've ever revealed
that to."

"Say what!? You'd have been a little girl." He did the math. "Hell,
you'd have been 9 or 10!"

"That's right, 5th grade I think. I came home from school and several
real muscular black men were working on the

street in front of our house. I sat on our stoop watching them for quiet
awhile. None of them wore shirts. I thought

their sweaty muscles were beautiful, all glistening in the sun."

"Debby, thousands --no millions-- of little white girls see black guys
working without growing up wanting them

--fantasizing about them!"

"I'm sure you're right, but I'd bet that millions also, at some point,
for some baffling reason, have a secret desire

to be with a black man. I read somewhere it is a common fantasy of white
women. I guess that realization that I

wasn't alone in my desire was the first time I actually began to think
about telling you. Up to that point I

thought I must be a demented sinner of a wife for having such a fantasy.
Of course by then you'd been whispering

things while we made love for some time about how you wanted me to enjoy
a big cock. I got to admit, adding your erotic

suggestions to my own fantasy really got me going."

"I hope you don't think less of me for having that fantasy."

Debby stopped their forward motion and turned Todd to look at her. "How
can you think I might? I think after I

realized it was your fantasy, I respected your courage in sharing it
with me. I should have had more courage sooner."

They kissed then walked on quietly for awhile.

"As I look back, I don't know why that incident effected me so. Maybe it
was a backlash of some lewd racist comment

made by my dad or older brother at some point I don't even remember, or
some whisper from a playmate long since

forgotten. What ever it was, setting there on that stoop, the seeds of
this life long fantasy were planted." They

walked silently for a number of seconds, each kicking sand.Then Debby
continued, "I don't even know which happened

first: the dampness in my panties or the sexual thoughts...such as an 9
or 10 year old can have. I just know that I

had this moist tingling 'DOWN THERE' and these thoughts about how they
could see up my little school girl skirt.

And I wanted them to! And that was nasty. Me wanting them to see me
'DOWN THERE'! That was the beginning."

"They didn't try anything did they?"

"NO! One of them might have smiled at me while he wiped hisbrow. They
were prefect gentleman. I was the hussy! The

wetter the tingling got, the more I thought about them; and the more I
thought, the more tingling wetness filled my

panties. I wondered if they were black all over. By that evening I
regretted not going in, taking off my panties and

going back out to let them see! Within the week I was constructing
scenarios in which, one or more of them would

come up and talk to me, take my hand and lead me into the house or the
woods or someplace and ..."

"And what? Did you even know what sex was?"

"I knew that it was nasty, made babies, and must be fun the way adults
smiled, but would never talk about it! I just

pictured them playing with me. No, I don't have a rape wish! I guess at
first I pictured them playing doctor with

me, you know touching me, pulling my panties down, maybe spreading my
cracks front and back. I think I had this urge

to get naked in front of them from the very beginning.

"Todd, if me keeping this from you all this time hurts you in any way,
I'm sorry! You've got to understand it wasn't

easy to finally share my fantasy with anyone. I intend to be 100% honest
from now on."

"I understand. . . I'd struggled with telling you mine at first; I guess
I'm just a little more aggressive."

"So where does your fantasy come from? If you don't mind me asking."

"I don't know actually. . . Maybe I've always been a little. . .
voyeuristic. That's not easy to admit either, but

probably true. That and I've felt your passion smoldering, trying to
erupt free with my lovemaking, but never quiet

making it the 'regular' way."

"Have I EVER complained?"

"No! It's just sometimes I feel a little . . .inadequate If I could last
longer. . ."

"You DO fine! Look at 30 minutes ago!"

They walked on silently for awhile, Todd occasionally stopping to pick
up a shell and throw it into the surf.

It was a beautiful evening, though already cooling considerably as the
sun slipped past the horizon. Finally

Todd said it, "So! . . . I think we need to get acquainted with our new
neighbor, don't you?"

"Are you saying you want to make my fantasy into reality?"

"I guess we could say that it was just to get a closer look at him to
help feed our fantasy." Debby took immediate note

of Todd's use of the words 'OUR fantasy' instead of 'your fantasy.'

"Of course it might turn out that he has rotten teeth and sores all over
his 3 inch dick!" Debby chuckled.

"Well I don't know about the later, but I bet you get a complete look at
his smile in just a few seconds."

Debby looked up and her heart rate must have doubled as the black
lighthouse caretaker approached on the beach, jogging.

"Oh my God!" Debby said as she once again took Todd's hand.

The distance closed quickly. "Hi neighbor!" Todd greeted in time that
the large black man could take more than a

casual note of the white couple walking toward him.

"Hello. Oh, Hi!" He pulled up from his jogging pace, looking at Debby
with recognition. "We are neighbors,

aren't we?!" He looked briefly at Todd, nodding, then back to Debby
smiling. "I ... I saw you earlier. . . while you

were sunning. . . I hope you didn't think..."

"No! It's okay, really. I was just sunning a little." Debby clutched
Todd's hand more tightly. Her heart pounded

in her chest. She wondered if Todd could feel it too. That and her
internal trembling. Debby added as if to Todd, "He

was working up on the lighthouse today. I waved when he was scanning the
beach with his binoculars." She felt her

explanation clumsy and probably unnecessary.

Todd extended his hand. "We're Todd and Debby."

"Julius Washington; nice to meet you!" His grip was sure and firm on
Todd's hand. The smile was genuine and he

seemed at total ease, but still stood with absolutely perfect posture;
the years of military regiment showing.

Todd took Debby's hand from his and almost helped her extend it to
Julius, whose eyes had returned their attention to

Debby. "You all live here on the island?"

"Four years now. We really love it! How do you like it so far?" Todd
replied.

"It's great! Getting better all the time." Julius continued to take in
Debby's beauty.

Debby felt almost naked. Part of her wished it was darker or that she'd
wore more clothes. Another part wanted to rip

off what she had on. Debby became very aware of the hardness in her
nipples. She watched his deep black eyes

dart from her face to each of her breasts, then down the open area of
her chest to her belly button and on past to

the waist band of her cut-offs. There the hollow of her abdomen created
a sinuous teasing opening that just had to

'almost' let one see her pubs. His eyes moved down further still, taking
note of how the crotch of her jean cut-offs

seemed to ride up into her gash. Then he looked back into Debby's eyes,
not yet relinquishing her hand.

Debby felt her knees turn to jello, her pussy get wetter still. She had
a sudden image --almost an urge-- of her

dropping to her knees and yanking Julius's jogging shorts with her. She
settled for a quick glance at his crotch.

When her eyes darted back to his, she knew he knew she liked what she saw.

"Well," Todd finally said, getting uncomfortable with the silence.
"We've been meaning to drop in and give you a

proper welcome."

Julius looked back at Todd and released Debby's hand, putting their
nonverbal communication on hold for a moment.

"Thanks. Most folks have been really nice. Are you familiar with the
lighthouse?"

"Only from the outside. . . And a little about its history, just the
commonly known stuff I'm sure."

Debby leaned into Todd gripping his arm tightly as if to keep her
standing. She took the opportunity to study this

male specimen.

"Well, you're welcome to come by anytime for a tour. I've pretty well
got things cleaned up."

"Thanks. We'd like that. Is there a best time to visit?"

"Just about anytime, though an hour before sunset, I have a few tasks to
do to light her up."

'You can light me up anytime!' Debby thought to herself. Yes she liked
what she saw: he was bigger than Todd, maybe

6'2" and probably out weighed him 10 pounds or so, but it was all
muscle! And that washboard abdomen! She wanted so

much to test its tautness with her hand.

"We'll try to visit sometime soon. And if you ever need anything, we're
in the last house, the one closest to you."

"I know," he said, returning his gaze to Debby. "And thanks!"

She flushed, realizing that once again she'd been caught looking at his
muscular black body in a way a proper married

white lady wouldn't.

"I better be fininshing my jog," he said as he turned away. Nice to meat
you both!"

"Nice to meet you," Debby called after him, not sure the words would
even come out..

They resumed walking. Todd couldn't stand the silence. "Quite a hunk, huh?"

"I gott'a admit!"

"I almost asked him home for a drink."

"Probably better you didn't. . . Unless you really want to see. . . How
about you take me home and fuck me good? Maybe

tomorrow I'll bake him a pie or something. Then we can visit!"

Their love making was slow and sensual. Todd was scared she'd be sore
from earlier; and she was a little. It was no

less impassioned, just more heart felt, slow. He worshipped her, his
lovely wife. As he kissed around her mouth and

eyes, and worked his way back to her ears, he wondered if they would
actually act on their now mutual fantasy; to have

her screw a strange man, a black man.

Debby's thoughts were along the same lines. She wished he'd describe how
it might happen, then she realized that they

had progressed far enough that she could ask him to do just that. "Todd,
tell me what it could be like... how you envision it

happening."

"How about you telling me what you'd like to do with him."

"I asked you first... if you want it to actually happen, you've got to
describe to me what you'd like to see me doing

with him!"

"So I get to watch?"

"The first step is to tell me that you want it. If you can convince me
you want it to happen. . . it would be easier

for me to decide!"

Todd pondered her words as he gently kissed around her mouth, face and
neck. His cock was buried to the hilt, but

moved only slightly. Debby rocked her hips slowly, apparently inviting
him deeper. Todd wished he had more

than his 6+ inches to give. He wondered how largely Julius H.
Washington, lighthouse caretaker, x-marine drill sergeant

was hung. He'd seen Debby taking note of the bulge in Julius's jogging
shorts; hell, he'd noticed himself. Maybe

he COULD have some extra meat to give Debby; maybe he'd give his little
blond wife Julius's black cock. The trick would

be in the set-up. As much fun as seeing Debby seduce the guy would be,
or visa-versa, it was important to Todd that

Julius knew that he was a gift from Todd to Debby. Todd figured there'd
be less chance. . . less expectation that a

separate romantic involvement could be pursued.

Debby maneuvered Todd's mouth to her ear, an invitation to talk more
than kiss. "Well, let's see. . . I think it's

important we communicate your sexuality right up front. . .You know,
that there's no need for romantic seduction, and

that I'm going along with you having him; that in effect, he's a gift to
you from me."

"Uuuhhh! Neat way to think of it! . . . But how do we do it without
coming out and saying, 'Hay, would you fuck my

wife?'"

"I think the key is in how you dress. . . Not slutty, but very
provocative, feminine."

"Kind'a like your shirt this evening? I felt so. . .naked!"

"You did look sexy! . . .And he noticed!" Debby blushed again, even now
in bed with her husband's cock in her pussy.

"But given he's seen that look already, something new would be in order.
I think a silky see through blouse. . . maybe

a short skirt, full, not tight.

"We'll go over and he'll lick his lips taking in your beauty! I'll smile
to reassure him it's okay by me. You'll

be nervous."

"That's an understatement!"

"But having me there will reassure you and knowing that each of us wants
it to happen will give us both strength to

follow it to fulfillment. You'll take every opportunity to look at his
bulge and brush against him. As soon as it's

obvious he's got an erection, you'll look at me and I'll nod. That will
be your signal to go to him and rub his cock

through his pants!" Debby groaned into Todd's ear, hunching her pelvis,
inviting him to speed up a little.

"Just whisper in his ear that you've always wanted a black man and that
I've given my permission as long as I can

watch!"

"What if he says no?!"

"I can't imagine, unless he is gay; no hot blooded single guy would turn
you down --most married guys wouldn't either.

Don't ever underestimate your sexiness!"

"So then what happens?"

"Unless he puts up a fight --something I can't imagine-- just slide down
his body, get his cock out'a his pants and

into your sweet mouth!" Debby groaned again.

"How big do ya think he could be?"

"Gosh, baby, I don't know! I guess I'd be surprised if he was the same
size or smaller. He is bigger than me in

general. Do you think you could handle an eight inch cock?" Debby
groaned again.

"I don't know; it might be fun to try! Now don't you start thinking I'm
disappointed with yours!"

"I think I'm . . .we're past that, don't you?" Debby nodded her
agreement into Todd's shoulder. She used her hands on

his hips to urge him to speed up yet again. "After you've sucked him
awhile, just go with the flow... if ya want him

to cum in your mouth that's okay with me..." Debby whimpered, hunching
Todd faster. "I'd like to see that

sometime! I'd also like to see ya get screwed by that big black cock!"
More whimpering, groaning, and hunching from

Debby.

"Can he cum in my pussy?"

"If that's what you want! You're up on your pill right?" Todd was
finding it hard to breath and carry on this

conversation. Debby's excitement matched his own.

"What if I enjoy it too much? Kind'a go nuts for him?" She seemed to be
really into it at this minute, bucking and

squealing.

Todd could feel himself getting close. He struggled to answer her last
question. "As I've said before, I'll just

assume some of your excitement will be from having me watch you fuck
him. . . his big black cock in your tender white

pussy! Oh God! I'm cummmminnnnnggg!"

Debby welcomed his liquid rush into her, raising her hips to him,
spreading her legs even further, clutching his

twitching ass with her hands. She kissed her way from his ear to his
mouth, grinding into his with her own, taking his

tongue and giving hers.

Todd didn't ask Debby if she made it. Her sustained level of passion
told him his next move would be welcomed either

way. Besides he wanted to do it. Todd lifted his weight from her without
getting completely off of her. They still

kissed passionately. He pulled his mouth free from hers and immediately
pushed himself down her body. His face, mouth,

and tongue made a trail through the slick perspiration --a mutual
product of their lovemaking-- that coated her body.

He slowed only briefly for a passing swipe with his tongue at an
engorged nipple and a dip in her belly button pool.

His real objective was at his seeking mouth now. Her silky pubic hair
was matted with sweat, cum, and her own

excretions. His nostrils flared as he inhaled the heady fragrance of
their sex together. With her hands guiding him

he locked his lips to her sloppy flower.

He very quickly needed to swallow as his sucking was rewarded. Todd
wondered how much was his own cum and how

much was her juices. It mattered not, it was from her now and thus
worthy of his relish. He wondered if it would be

different after another man came in her, a black man? Would he want to
do this? Could he? Would she want him to do it?

Let him do it? Would it taste different?

Debby wondered exactly the same things! And with those thoughts, she
came like a long anticipated, long watched

tidal wave on the breakers! She squealed and slapped the bed covers
before clawing both hands into them as if to hang

on. Remembering before, Todd brought his hand up to cup her ass, placing
his thumb over her anus. The crack of her ass

was sloppy with their juices, but that was okay. If her clit didn't need
the gentle sucking of his mouth, he would have

cleaned her ass with his tongue. Once again he felt her anus spasm in
rapid pulsing contractions. Also recalling

her previous aftershock he was contemplating giving the erect clitoris
under his upper lip a final hardy suck.

Debby pre-empted that by pushing his head back --but lovingly-- with
both hands. "Wow!" was her only word as

she pulled her legs over his head and planted them on the floor.

"Wow, yourself!" Todd exclaimed.

Debby said, "If I take another bath or shower it'll be the 3rd or fourth
today!"

"Let's just snuggle and go to sleep. We can change the sheets in the
morning if you want."

After several minutes of silent caressing, Debby said, "It's really
gunna happen isn't it?"

"What's that baby?"

"I'm gunna fuck him! I'm gunna get my black man after all these years!"

"I think so. I sure want it for you! And don't worry about appearing to
enjoy it too much. Just want me after. Okay?"

"Deal! And Todd. . . I love you!"

"Love you too, Baby!"


Chapter 3

  Todd and Debby both woke with the impression that their dreams had
been filled with black cocks, but neither could put together a specific
dream scenario so it wasn't mentioned.

Actually Todd woke Debby by eating her still wet pussy.

  Her pubic hair was still matted in places but dry. The taste was
strong of sex musk; Todd loved it. Debby at first responded with signs
of renewed arousal, but then as the sleep and remnants of a dream left
her brain she pushed him away from her pussy. Todd didn't know what to
make of the rejection at first, but Debby was quick to turn the tables
on him and engulf his morning hard-on into her loving mouth.


Todd tried to maneuver them into a 69 but Debby would not let him. She
stopped her sucking only long enough to say,


"I love you eating me --maybe too much! If it's okay, just let me suck
you off. . . it'll turn me on even more. . . I'd like to be on a sexual
edge all day. If you eat me, I'll cum and may not be as horny later as I
want to be! Okay?"


Todd understood immediately; Debby had decided today was the day she was
gunna get fucked by a black man! And she wanted that sexual edge, that
need, to be strong to see her

through. Todd let the images of her with Julius H. Washington flood in
and it was only a few moments before he was flooding in her mouth.

  She moaned her approval and gulped his seed, swallowing quickly, until
it was just a dribble. She tried to hold the last partial mouthful to
savor it's flavor and consistency. Debby wanted to remember so she'd
have a point of reference if she got to drink from Julius's black cock.


Todd knew what she was doing. "Do ya think his will be different?"

Debby swallowed one last time, snacking her lips. As she rose to head
for the toilet and shower she said over her shoulder,
 
"I don't know, but I'm looking forward to finding out! Join me in the
shower?"


"I thought you didn't want me touching you." Todd called after her.


"Don't you dare think that! I just don't want you to make me cum, that's
all!" Todd heard the toilet flush and shower start. Debby was already in
the shower when he got there; he stood to piss in the toilet bowl. He
was tempted to flush, but didn't because he knew if she had the water
adjusted toward hot, it could scald her!

  As they showered they discussed the possibilities that Julius may not
go along with being her fantasy fulfillment, he may not be able to get
it up with Todd there or just not want Todd around, and other scenarios
that basically said, 'reality may not live up to expectation!' They both
decided it was just one of the risks and they'd deal with whatever
happened. If they needed to, Debby would take Julius without Todd there.
. . or figure out a way to be able to

hide him somewhere he could see.


Todd actually said he'd prefer they do it in their own bed while he
watched, either openly or covertly. Debby thought she knew why, but
wasn't going to worry about such logistics now; tonight was gunna be
just for her, if she couldn't get him out'a the lighthouse and home to
her bed. . . well maybe next time.


They changed the bed and did some basic house keeping. Todd suggested
that they go shopping for a new provocative outfit for Debby. She agreed
noting that she wanted to get some makings for a cherry pie to take as a
welcoming gift. Todd said,

"Don't you think you're pussy pie is enough of a welcoming gift?"


"It's not cherry!"


"He may be hung so big, you'll think you might as well have been!"

Debby felt her pussy get moister, and she shuttered inside at the thought!

It took them long enough to find an outfit, but it was fun and added to
the 'sexual edge' Debby wanted. It needed to be reveling, provocative,
feminine, and sexy, all without coming off too slutty.


It was a gauzy sun dress --this was the later 60's after all-- that hung
loose and hit Debby mid-thigh. It was an off white and in the whole very
much see-thru; the designers intent was that it be worn over a bathing
suit or tank top and shorts. Debby would go bare breasted and with only
a pair of hip hugger panties. It would make her feel rather naked and
she liked the utterly provocative feeling.


Debby spend about two hours baking pies, one to take to the lighthouse
as a welcoming gift. She found the activity helped settle the
butterflies in her stomach.


Debby and Todd took a long scented bubble bath. He washed her slowly,
tenderly, lovingly! Little was said. They were both comfortable with
their love, commitment, and the decision that Debby was going to
experience a cock other than Todd's for the first time. Not just any
cock, a black cock, hopefully a big black cock. Debby would have Todd
shampoo her hair in a few minutes.


For now she was enjoying his holding her in the warm bath water, his
gentle tweaking of her nipples and occasional light caress of her pussy.
He'd been doing both off and on since she told him she wanted to be on a
sexual edge all day. Todd marveled at how swollen her pussy lips were,
spread like flower peddles.

 She whispered, "It's been like that all day. And wet too! Really wet!"


"Debby, what if he's so big, he won't fit?"


"I'm not nearly as concerned about that as I am he might reject me!"

"Somehow I'm sure that won't happen."


"Todd, if it does, promise me something: we can still do it. . . That
we'll find another good looking black guy to fuck me!"


"I promise."


Todd shampooed Debby's hair and she worked on it for about 45 minutes.
Just the slightest bit of make-up and a little cologne and she was ready
to get dressed. White hip hugger panties, the gauzy off white see-thru
sun dress, sandals, and her jewelry created just the provocative, yet
feminine look they were after.


"Wow! You look great!"


"I feel naked!"


"And sexy?"


"Yes, and sexy! I love you!"


"I love you too! Shall we get the pie?"


It wasn't quite 4 pm and Debby was immediately scared that some friend
or neighbor would drive by and see her in her near nakedness as they
walked the 100 yards up to the lighthouse. At least the only car at the
lighthouse was Julius's black Camero; Debby would have retreated home if
there had been any indication of other visitors.


The closer they got the more aggressive the butterflies were in Debby's
stomach. She held on to Todd's arm for strength and guidance. Debby was
very aware of her hard nipples and loved the feeling of the gauzy fabric
grassing across them.


As they entered the walk at the base of the tower, Debby was
simultaneously relieved to have made it without a passer-by seeing her
and frozen in her tracks at the reality that Julius would see her
nakedness in just a few seconds.


"Todd! I don't know if I can. . ."


"Hay! You all come for the special tour?" Julius called form the door.


"Yah, if the offer is still good?" Todd responded taking Debby's arm and
guiding her the last 20 feet.


"You bet! Is that for me?!" referring to the pie in Todd's hand. Debby
thought, 'Yah! And so am I!'


"You bet! Hope you like cherry!" Todd extended his hand for a hand
shake. "Debby made it for you."


"Who doesn't like cherry?" Julius's glance had shifted to Debby. He made
no attempt to hide his pleased expression.


He took her hand and kissed it. His eyes shot to Todd; Julius'
expression was one of total appreciation for the beauty of Todd's wife.


Todd spook with his eyes and slight nod of his head, non-verbally
confirming the question on Julius' face, 'Yes, her display is purposeful
and for your enjoyment!'


Julius shifted back to Debby, but did not release her hand, "Thank you
so much for the pie. . . and the visit! You've made my day!


"Please come in and have something to drink before the grand

tour."


Debby's heart raced and she felt flushed. She had a rush she hadn't had
since that night almost 5 years ago when she knew she was going to loose
her cherry to Todd before the evening was out. Debby inspected the broad
shoulders of the black man who lead her by the hand into the lighthouse.
He wore those white shorts that weren't quite tight enough, a

sleeveless white pullover, and deck shoes. He was very muscular in arms,
shoulders, and thighs, and VERY black.


And oh those buns! Debby licked her lips and realized her mouth was dry.


"What can I get you? Beer, ice tea, soda, I make a mean daiquiri?"


"Beer would be great for me." Todd said as they were led into the
private quarters that occupied about half of the first floor of the
tower and the code style addition to one side.

"Would daiquiris be a bother?" Debby asked her voice almost cracking
with tension.


"No trouble at all, I'm glad that's what you want, I was wanting one
myself!" Julius kept flashing glances at Debby, taking in her beauty.
She felt naked. . . and loved it! "Please pardon my mess."


Todd wondered what mess he was referring to; just half a day at home
without Debby and Todd could make a mess!


Debby tore her attention from Julius and looked over his quarters. Where
in her dream she saw dark paneling and heavy masculine furniture, the
interior of the lighthouse was white-washed stone and metal, government
surplus furniture. She chuckled to herself; nothing like reality!

On one side was a workout bench and a set of weights. On the other, by
some large windows, a painter's easel was setup; Debby wanted to take a
look. As she worked her way over toward the easel, Debby could see that
the window provided a view of the beach that stretched to the horizon
from below the cliffs.

  As Debby rounded the easel she was immediately taken with the painting
in progress. It was a nude woman or girl, a blond, setting on a towel on
the beach. It lacked detail of face or nipples or hands.

  Based on the size of the subjects breasts --small-- it could have
easily been Debby herself! She could tell he was good. Part of her
wanted Todd to come see; another part wasn't sure if that was a good
idea. The noise of the blinder got Debby's attention. Julius was
watching her. Todd had apparently changed his mind and was going for a
daiquiri; three glasses were arranged on the counter. Julius turned off
the blinder.

"I'm not very good. . . I just like to dabble."


"It is good! Who is she?" Debby asked. Todd took two daiquiri glasses
and headed toward Debby and the painting.


"Oh. . . no one in particular. Just a fantasy girl on the beach."


"It's very sensuous! Look Todd!" He was almost there and was obviously
going to look anyway.


"Wow! That is good! That could be you, Sweets!"


"Don't be silly!"


"No! It could be!"


"I'm afraid I'm not as good with facial details as I'd like. I think I'm
going to have her feeding a gull, right in here."

Julius had come over and now made a motion to a bare area of canvas in
front of the girl.


"You should have Debby model for you. . . if a model would help with the
details. . . That is really good! Have you done others we can see?"


Debby felt herself flush. She liked the idea of being naked in front of
this man.


"The ships over there. . . and a couple in the bedroom. All nautical
stuff. This is the first nude I've done in a while."


"Well, like I said, if you need a model, I bet Debby would..."


"Todd!" Debby felt social etiquette required a protest even though she
would do it right now if he asked!


"Well you would!"
 
Julius watched the exchange with amusement.


"It's not for you to volunteer me. . . Besides he may not want a skinny
thing like me!"


"Well, pardon me for jumping in here, but you'd make a lovely model... I
could just use your face. . . It's that of an angel you know!"


Debby blushed and looked down shyly. She was suddenly aware of the
moisture between her legs.

"You guys are embarrassing me! Where is the powder room?"


"Right through there and to your left. Again pardon the mess."


"No problem," Debby said as she made her way toward the door he pointed
to. It was his bedroom. Debby once again chuckled as she looked at the
steel tubular headboard, remembering the heavy turned post from her
dream. She found the bath, but no mess, unless the towel hung over the
wooden shower stall door counted.

Debby assumed it was his towel from an earlier shower. She pulled it to
her face and inhaled; it smelled masculine.


Back in the main living area Todd wished he could just ask "What do ya
think of my sexy wife?'

After a moment of small talk, Julius answered Todd's unspoken question
as if it had been asked, "I must say, your wife is a beautiful creature!
I hope you don't mind me saying that . . . or noticing!"


"Don't be silly! She would pose nude for you, you know!"


"I'd be lying if I said that would be anything less than a dream come
true! Would it upset you if I asked her?"


"It might upset me if you didn't! She's very attracted to you!" Julius
gave a 'who me?' look. "It's true! She dressed like that for you. . .
And I want her to have anything she wants. . ."

"Are you saying. . ."


Debby walked back into the room. She knew something was up by the looks
of the men's faces. Todd said a single word, "Yes."


Debby picked up her daiquiri and asked, "When does this tour start?"


"Right now, my lady, if you're ready." He gestured for them to go back
into the main hall. The adjoining rooms held much junk, tackle for
rigging the outside of the tower for paint jobs, etc. A flight of stairs
lead to the second floor, more storage. The third floor was divided into
two rooms. Julius explained that years ago a sea rescue patrol was
stationed here. Above the third floor the tower had narrowed
considerably and the stair now spiraled the outside

wall.


Debby and Todd realized that Julius bringing up the rear had an
excellent view up Debby's short sun dress, and was enjoying every second
of it! Debby was getting wetter by the minute and knew the wet spot had
to be noticeable to the black hunk!


The last flight of steps was very steep. Debby was glad Julius was right
behind her. His face was almost even with her crotch; she wondered if he
could smell her arousal. She wanted a look at his groin so bad! They
emerged through a trap door on the light level and Debby gasped at the view!


"Wow! I guess I should have realized the view would great!" Debby exclaimed.


Julius spent a few minutes explaining the light mechanism and how it had
been oil, but was converted to electric in the 40's. Todd found a pair
of binoculars and was scanning the beach and houses.

"Oh look, is that the airport on the mainland? I never knew it was that
close." Julius moved close to Debby and was pointing out various landmarks.


Suddenly none of it mattered. Debby inhaled his masculine scent. She
felt the heat from his body only inches away.


As he pointed to something and said meaningless words she leaned into
him, literally melting her nipples to his side and her bare white leg to
his hairy black one.


It was as if the whole world was blotted out by a foggy vale as Debby
put her hand on his washboard abdomen above his waist band. She looked
up into his deep brown eyes. He glanced at Todd then bent to kiss her.
She didn't close her eyes for fear that she'd wake and it would all be a
dream. She yielded her mouth to his tongue and her legs got weak,
feeling like Jell-O.


As he broke off the kiss, Debby leaned her head into his chest. She saw
her hand pulling his shirt from his waist band but didn't remember
telling it to do so. She felt his hand in her hair.
 
Her own hand had his shirt up far enough she could turn to his bare
chest and kiss his dark crimson nipple, almost a dimple in the muscled
landscape and gray-black hair. She felt his other hand wrap around her
waist and pull her tightly to him.


She heard herself whimper. His hand in her hair pulled her face up to
look at his. She tried to make the words come out that Todd had told her
to say. Her mouth refused to function. Her legs were gone now, like
melted jell-o. All that held her up was the strength of his hand holding
her to himself. She tried her mouth again looking up at him, "I . . . I
want. . ." that's all she could say, but he apparently understood. He
let her slide down his body. Somehow her hand had undone his waist band
and zipper; once again she didn't remember.


Chapter 4

Todd was looking through the binoculars with Debby and Julius nearby one
second and the next they were gone, apparently on around the huge light
assembly to look out of the ocean side of the light tower. Todd made his
way to follow them and stopped dead in his tracks. It was happening.
Debby and Julius were exchanging tongues in a passionate kiss. She
pulled and tugged at his shirt, baring his dark muscular flesh.

Her white hands looked so small and dainty against his taut black skin.
They broke the kiss. Julius gave Todd a look like he too was surprised
by the turn of events. Todd smiled reassuringly realizing Julius had
maneuvered them to this side of the tower not to hide anything from him,
but from the island and road approaching the tower. Todd's pulse raced
with the realization that it was indeed going to happen. Up until now,
there had been a chance she wouldn't follow through, but now. . .

Debby was on her knees now in front of this towering black man. Her hand
struggled with his shorts and boxers trying
to get them down the tree trunk legs together. Something was blocking
her progress. She pushed her face into his groin inhaling deeply. Sparks
were going off in her head urging the fabric that separated her from his
massive stock to get out of the way. She could feel it! Its size! Its
yielding firmness! She could smell it! Almost taste it!

She felt totally uncoordinated. She whimpered. One of his hands once
again left her head. Oh, it was helping her! OH
YESS! OH GOD! IT'S HUGE!

The thick black shaft almost smacked Debby in the face when it sprang
free from the waist band of his boxers. Debby
immediately nuzzled her face back into his groin, this time nothing was
in her way as she pushed her nose into the tight
thatch of his course curls. One of her dainty white hands hugged it to
the side of her face. Her white fingers didn't
reach all the way around it! Not even in Debby's imagination had she
pictured a black cock so thick. It was
longer than Todd's too. She would measure it another time: 1/4 inch shy
of 10" and 7-1/4 inches in circumference! For
now she could think of nothing but kissing it, worshipping it, taking it
into her being, first her mouth, then --if it
would fit-- her pussy.

She pulled back a little to look at it. The crown flared out like the
hood on an angry lizard. It was a deep coco color. The slit in the
center was big, much bigger than Todd's. A pearl colored drop appeared
in the slit and hung there. Debby whimpered and wiped the drop with her
tongue.

As she covered the head with her mouth all the pent up passion of 16
years of fantasies poured out. She had to have it in her! All of it;
nothing less would do. It hurt her jaw to be open this far, but it
didn't matter. Nothing mattered but this cock and her possession of it!
She shoved her head forward on it. Tears filled her eyes. It was in the
back of her throat. She pulled on his hips. She wished he'd use his
hands to help her fuck her throat with it. She pulled back a little,
then shoved again. Her gag reflexes raked her body; it scared her. She
pulled back, tried to relax, and shoved forward again. It would go no
further; she held it there, rotating her head as if to screw it deeper.

Suddenly she had to get completely naked! With one hand she tried to
hold up her sun dress and pull her panties down.
The other hand was busy holding Julius' ass so he'd stay at the entrance
to her throat. She whimpered in her frustration to get naked and swallow
this black cock god.

She gagged again and some spittle came out her nose. Julius' hands
pulled her off his cock. Other hands were helping her get her panties
off; it was Todd! She'd almost forgot. She tried to get her mouth back
on the cock. Julius pulled her up. Spittle ran from her chin; she licked
her lips, savoring his flavor. He whispered to her in the sexiest voice
she'd ever heard, "Time for more of that in a while, sweetheart! Come
here now, let Julius take care of you!"

Todd was in awe! It was obvious Debby was out of control. She was red as
a beet trying to swallow that black monster.
He couldn't believe she's taken as much as she did. Now he could see her
frustration. Todd was concerned that Julius
wouldn't fit in Debby's tight white pussy and that would frustrate her
beyond belief. He wished he could do something
for her. Helping her shed her panties and steady her while she got the
dress off was the best he could do.

Hands were all over her; Julius', Todd's, her own. She stepped out of
her panties and raised her arms for the removal of the sun dress. She
looked at her chest and the black hand that covered her white tit flesh;
she loved the contrast. She was dizzy. Why wouldn't they put her down so
she could spread her legs for him? She felt drunk.

Julius pulled her to him mashing his thickness between them. It felt to
Debby that it was almost between her little tits. She kissed his chest;
she was glad his shirt was gone. Strong hands lifted her by her hips.
She slid up the shaft; it raked her pubic hair and the top of her flared
lips. Her white legs wrapped around his black waist, hooking over his
hips. Her arms went around his neck. His strong black hands cupped her
white ass checks. Debby kissed him hard, forcing her tongue into his mouth!

Debby hunched her thighs down, lifting her body far enough the thick man
flesh that had been trapped between her pubic bone and his own stomach
slipped free. Now when she settled down she was literally setting on the
dark log. She could wiggle on it feeling it getting wetter from her
splayed open pussy.

Todd had stepped back again. Just before she was lifted to Julius' hips,
Todd noticed a trickle of pussy juice running
down her inner thigh; he'd never seen anything like that before. The
contrast of her white arms and legs around his
blackness and his black hands on her white ass was awesome. Probably the
most provocative thing Todd had ever seen. He
handled her effortlessly. Julius' arms were as large as Debby's thighs.
Todd was sure, at 100 pounds, she weighed
less than half what Julius did. Todd could read the urgency of Debby's
hunching the shaft between her legs. She
was getting it very wet.

Debby was hunching the full length of the log like seat that splayed her
pussy and ass crack. The whole area felt absolutely slippery. If it
could be done, now was the time. She'd been kissing him all over his
face and neck and ears. She pulled herself up and whispered in his ear,
"Please! Now! Fuck me!"

Julius lifted her gently. Debby lined up her pussy opening. Julius
dipped his hips down and back a little, thus raising the angle of his
cock. This was it. Debby whimpered. None of them breathed. As the head
pushed her inner lips apart Debby opened her eyes and looked sideways.

Todd was there, his cock in his hand. Without saying a word she
communicated 'I love you for this!' and Todd understood.
She let herself lower onto the thick intruder. Her eyes rolled back into
her head as white hot flashes shot through her. She felt herself sinking
onto to the thick male flesh. Debby squealed! Julius lifted her a bit.
She squirmed back. She took more this time.

Todd squatted down to where his view was from behind Debby and up into
the high contrast union. Her ass crack was held
wide open by Julius' large black hands on her buns. Her pussy stretched
grotesquely around the thick black shaft. Her little anus alternately
looked distended and puckered as Julius and Debby worked her sex up and
down on his.

Debby leaned in to bury her face in Julius' shoulder, muffling her cry,
"Aarrrrggghhh! Ooooohhhhh!!! Gggggooooooooddddddd! Cuummmminng!" Debby's
thigh muscles trembled visibly. Julius held her still on his cock. She'd
taken all but 2-1/2 inches. Todd could see the muscles around her anus
spasm! He wanted to jump up and feel it, kiss it! Todd knew it was her first
'no-doubt-about-it' penile induced orgasm! He also knew at that instant
their lives had changed forever!

Debby lifted herself a little, then dropped with a grunt and a squeal.
Then again. And again! Deeper! Deeper still!
Deeper and faster! Again and again. Her legs were flailing now, up and
far out to Julius' sides. Her entire weight was driving her womb onto
the solid black shaft! Taking it all now! Faster still! Squeals loader,
almost a constant crying. On and on it went. Todd was struck with how
frothy their sex had become; they had worked up a lather that covered
his whole groin and Debby's too! Todd grabbed Debby's panties and filled
the crotch with his cum, jacking to the sound of their slap-slap!

Debby impaled herself again and again on the huge black shaft; at times
it appeared Julius was merely steadying her, that her entire weight rode
his shaft. She was slamming herself on it! Julius said in a deep voice,
"Gunna cum, sweetheart, where do you want it?"

Debby whispered in his ear between gasps, "My mouth, please!" In a flash
he'd swung her to the floor and stood over her. She pumped with both
hands. He covered hers with his and the black prick gushed into her open
mouth! She covered his jerking crown with her mouth. Debby whimpered and
swallowed again and again.

"Ssshhhiiiittttt!" Julius howled at the ceiling. He jerked several
times, almost in pain. Debby gurgled on his pulsing black cock. Her
cheeks swelled with juice. She swallowed again. She gagged and a sperm
bubble came out her nose; some
ran down her chin as she recovered. She sucked some more. Then it was
over. Julius helped her up to wobbly legs. She used her hand to clean
her chin into her mouth.

Todd looked at Debby's pussy expecting to see a gapping hole. Gooey
fluid dripped from it; there was a pool on the
floor.

Julius steadied Debby. He looked at his watch. "Shit! Igot to get the
light fired up!" They all laughed!

Debby knew that she had just received the fucking of her life! Todd knew
their lives had just changed forever!
Their marriage redefined!

Julius knew he was late getting the light fired up! He'd gathered his
clothes and rushed for the stairs. He went down the spiral stairs
several at a time, mostly sliding therail, naked, his wet, glistening
phallus slapping his legs. He called back through the trap door to the
light level, "Don't be looking at the light assembly! Better yet, get
off that level within about 45 seconds!"

Debby and Todd looked at each other --she was still wobbly,leaning on
the railing preventing one from getting in the way of the large rotating
lens assembly-- and both said at the same time, "Shit!"

Todd bent and picked up Debby's sundress. He still had her panties in
his hand and she still wore her leather sandals.
When he looked up and reached out a hand to hustle her down a level, she
had just scooped a gob of pearly ejaculate from
her left breast with her finger. She gave him a coy smile and slipped
the finger in her sodden mouth. She smacked her
slips a little and said, "I hope you liked that as much as I did!"

She took his hand and together they rushed for the stair opening. In
doing so they had to go back around to the
island side of the tower. They both realized that if someone in the area
was glancing at the light tower they
would have had an unobstructed, if distant, view of a naked blond gal
being lead around the glass light enclosure. And
if they'd been watching awhile would have seen a naked black man only a
few 10s of seconds sooner. And if watching
through binoculars or telescope, well... The whole idea excited Debby
and Todd some how!

When they got to the stair opening, Todd stopped and opened the gate,
automatically waiting for her to go first. When
she didn't, he realized the courtesy wasn't appropriate here; it would
be better in numerous ways for him to be in
front of her going down the steep spiral stairs, not the least of which
was the safety he would provide her in the decent. They had progressed
only a few steps when the whirring sound of the rotating mechanism
started. Debby clutched Todd's shoulder! They looked back and could tell
the light wasn't yet on. Todd suddenly felt clumsy and with too few
hands. He wanted to give Debby one, hold her sundress, keep one on the
railing, and keep his pants from falling down. "You okay? Time to
reorganize!"

She giggled as he leaned his shoulder into her naked legs and hip. "A
little woozy yet, I guess, like I've got rubber
legs! Damn! That was a good fuck! I hope you don't hate me!"

Todd had flipped her dress over his shoulder, buttoned his pants, and
then turned his head to kiss her hip. "I know,
Sweetheart! And of course I don't hate you! I wanted this too!" He
turned to face her and took her hips to rotate her to him. "Now let's
see you. Are you okay?" Debby understood and spread her legs in front of
him as much as the steep stairs would allow. Her normally silky blonde
pubic hair was wet and matted and she had reddened areas inside her
thighs from her "ride." Her outer lips looked red and swollen, still
splayed open wide. The inner area of glistening coral and crimson
certainly looked no worse for the fucking she'd received. Todd was
almost surprised her inner lips weren't gaping open from the vagina
stretching he'd witnessed just moments ago.

As if she could read his mind Debby said, "What did you expect, the
Lincoln Tunnel?" She put both hands in his hair, trusting he'd prevent
her from falling.

Todd looked up into her sparkling eyes. "The Julius tunnel maybe! Does
it hurt? Are you sore?"

She rustled his hair. "I'm okay! Really! I can tell I've just been
fucked . . .and it's still spasming a little yet!" She rolled her eyes
as one started at that instant. Todd's eyes widened as he peered into
her vagina and saw --he thought-- a little quiver followed by a ripple
in her butt checks and inner thigh muscles. He felt Debby clutch his
head. As he looked back up at her face, she was just releasing her lower
lip from her teeth.

Todd had a pang of uneasiness about the strength of the sexual power
Debby had experienced. The uncertain implications of it!

Debby could read the current of emotion rushing through Todd. She tilted
his face up toward her. "I love you, Baby! Thank you for this!" Her kiss
was already on its way when she remembered the acrid, musky taste of
Julius' cum that still dominated her mouth. She tried to make it a pick,
but Todd had reached a hand behind her head and was holding it. She let
her lips melt into his, yielding to his tongue as she wondered if Todd
could taste it. He could.

The deep voice boomed from some level below, echoing off the rounded
walls, "Ya'll clear of the light level?"

Todd's voice cracked a little as he shouted back, "We. . . we're fine!"

They heard the clank of mechanical relays and were instantaneously
bathed in warm light from the stair opening just above. It occurred to
Todd how rare this whole event was: he might have been then only white
husband in the history of man to have witnessed his wife getting fucked
by a large, muscular, hung black man in the light enclosure of a
lighthouse. He dipped his head to kiss Debby's wet pussy. He inhaled the
sweet musky odor of raw sex. Their sex! Debby lifted one leg allowing
his mouth better access. Todd wanted to lose himself right here! To once
again posses her pussy, ...his pussy; and for it to posses him. As the
wetness spread to his checks, into his mouth, and on his chin, he knew
that THAT too would never be quite the same. It was among the things
that had been redefined today.

Debby relaxed back against the steep steps, breathing deeply, running
her fingers through the hair of her husband, her pussy worshiper. She
knew he needed this! Just as much as she needed to worship that glorious
black organ she'd just experienced! Debby rolled her tongue around in
her mouth, closed her eyes, vividly remembering the pulsing thick
streams of ebony man seed that had filled her nursing mouth. She could
feel its heat, its viscous consistency, its copious portion. She
pictured herself swallowing the millions of spermatozoa ... and their
confusion; 'where did we go wrong?' The programmed signs that would led
to her egg missing. She visualized them swimming in her mouth, her
gullet, her tummy. She tasted their potency. Her body shook in orgasm!
She clutched Todd's face to her soppy vagina, wishing she could draw him
inside. She smiled to herself, thinking he might enjoy watching the next
event from there!

Todd felt the orgasmic spasm this time! He pushed his tongue right into
it. He imagined her vaginal muscles trying to grab him and pull him
inside! He felt a certain pride and reassurance he could still push her
buttons! Even if it took his mouth and tongue. She had never complained
about his performance, even in her expression of desire to be fucked by
a black man. And he'd given her that. Almost as surely as if that
inarguably mighty organ had been his own. Todd wished he hadn't buttoned
his pants now, but only for a second. This was no place to be trying to
actually screw!

Debby gently pulled his face from her pussy. Todd still clutched her
panties in one hand. He used them to wipe the juice from his face, then
the area surrounding her pussy. Debby pulled her legs closed, still
holding his head. "Thank you!" she whispered, suddenly aware of her own
orgasmic squeal she'd heard echoing in the round chamber a moment ago.

Todd glanced overhead. "Upstairs I thought he'd cum in your pussy when I
saw some stuff dribble out... and you're certainly wet enough now, but
he came big-time in your mouth, right?"

Debby couldn't help but lick her lips at his question. "YES!" then
whispering, "Big time! We'll talk about it later if you want." Todd
nodded. "Would it be wrong to want it. . . his cum. . . in my pussy
before we go home?"

"Wrong? No. And I bet he'd be up to it if you are."

"I'm sure he'd be UP to it!" Debby said, giggling a little, slapping
playfully at Todd's shoulder, shooing him to go on
down. "GO! I'm getting chilly!"

"Cold? You're hotter than a firecracker on the fourth of July!" Todd
chuckled as he started down in front of her.

The deep voice called from below, "You guys okay?"

"She's coming!" Todd shouted back, giving Debby an evil grin.

Debby slapped at his shoulder again and called out, "We're okay!"

Two more flights down and they were in the central hall. Julius meet
them there. He had slipped his white boxers on. Debby and Todd both
glanced at the apparent roll of man hose in his bulging boxers. She
looked down shyly, suddenly aware of her own nakedness in his presence.
It wasn't that she wanted to be anything but naked, it was just that his
covering made her nakedness more... something... He held out a large
fluffy terry towel to her. She started to take it, when he pulled it
away a little, gesturing her closer. Her eyes flashed at his, then
averted down his muscular body, pausing only briefly at the bulge, then
followed a quick line to his feet and over to her own that were moving
toward him, almost pidgin toed. Her arms were at her side, they seemed
awkward, hesitant about whether she should cover her privates, reach for
the towel, or try to act like
standing naked in front of a black man was something she did every day.
. . She did, but only in her dreams!

She felt the need to say something. . . anything! "I. . . I'm sorry if I
kept you from your ..duties. I'm not... I mean... I've never..."

"Shhhh!" he shushed her as he swung the towel around her shoulders. It
was warm, like right out of a dryer. 'How'd he do that?' she wondered.
It felt good, but did nothing to cover her charms. He held the ends of
it open and pulled her a little closer to him. She still looked at the
floor; his black feet large and bare, his stance wide outside her own
dainty white, sandaled ones. The contrast was interesting, provocative.
"Are you having regrets?" His voice deep, sexy! She felt her legs weaken
again.

"Oh NO! I just know you..." His black hands lowered the ends of the
towel as if to close it. "...had other..." But now they traced lightly
up her body, starting just above her matted pubic hair.
"...responsibilities." Each took separate but similar routes up around
her belly button, across her tummy. His touch was light, sensuous,
almost tickling. They traced around the modest swells of her breasts.
She wondered if he liked big boobs; was he disappointed in hers? He
didn't act like it. Her mouth was suddenly dry and tasted strongly of
semen. It wasn't at all unpleasant to Debby, but she didn't want her
breath to
offend. Not that she was offended, but she didn't really know this man.
How would he deal with such things? After tweaking her left nipple, his
right hand slid up her neck.

Watching all of this and sensing Debby's continued arousal, Todd almost
expected it to start all over again. This time he felt a little more
awkward and was looking for a logical place to kind'a retreat to without
leaving completely; he
didn't want to miss anything.

Julius had raised Debby's chin, forcing her to look at his face, to make
eye contact. "You were fantastic! I don't know what brought that on..."

"I've never..."

"Shhh! No need for that! Sounds like you're regretting it again."

She looked up deep into his brown pools from her baby blues. She just
shuck her head no, her blond curls bouncing. He
understood. He pulled her closer, her tits mashing into him well below
his rib cage. She brought one hand up sliding it up the solid washboard
muscles next to his abdomen, then pushed her white fingers through the
thick curly hair on his
chest. She tilted her head a little and back, once again eyeing him and
asked, "Can I use your shower?"

"Absolutely! Come let me show you." He lead the way with her hand back
to the leaving quarters. Apparently he
remembered she'd been in there once already, "You know where it's at. I
think you'll find every thing you might need, either in the shower or
the cabinet to the right." He released her hand in the direction of his
room. "We'll just work on some fresh daiquiris. Shall I send one to
you." The inference being Todd would bring it.

"That would be great!" Debby said as she went into Julius' room. As she
took her sandals off she looked at his bed. She wanted to be in it
before too long. She placed the sandals on the floor by his dresser. As
she turned back toward the bathroom the bed flashed past her eyes, her
brain created the image of those four velvet covered ropes from her
fantasy, tied to the corners of the bed. She shock her head, not needing
that right now.

Remembering the lead-in to that unfinished fantasy she thought to
herself, 'Why not!' and turned back to the door to the living area. They
were at the counter, Todd held a glass as Julius poured.

When they glanced up Debby was leaning on the door frame, one knee out
and her toes on the floor, leg slowly swinging.
Julius smiled, "We have your daiquiri right here! You find everything
you need?"

"Just about... Todd would you mind if Julius joins me in the shower?
That is, if he'd care to?"

Todd handed Julius Debby's daiquiri, nodding his assent. Debby turned
and disappeared into Julius' quarters. Julius was shortly through the
door as well, carrying two daiquiri glasses.

Todd stood for a minute just watching the door. He poured himself a
daiquiri. He looked back at the door almost expecting to see it close.
It didn't. He felt that pang again. What was that? jealousy, fear,
insecurity? 'Come on, Todd!' he told himself, 'It's not like there would
be room for three in the shower. And this IS for her!' He glanced back
at the door. It was closed.

Todd knew their lives had just changed forever! Their marriage
redefined! Debby, his petit blonde wife, had just received the fucking
of her life from Julius, the 6'3" 220 pound, black, x-marine drill
sergeant, now light house caretaker.

Todd continued watching the closed bathroom door. He felt that pang
again. What was that? jealousy, fear, insecurity?
'Come on, Todd!' he told himself, 'it's not like there would be room for
three in the shower. And this IS for her!' Still he couldn't help but
wonder what he was missing.

Todd listened by the door wondering which one of them had closed it.
Would it have mattered? Yes. He decided it was
probably Julius; he WAS the last one through the door. It just made
sense. He could hear the shower running. He put his hand on the knob
wondering if it was locked. He hesitated; did he really want to know
that. If it was locked it would make the wait even more excruciating. He
decided another daiquiri was a better idea.

With daiquiri in hand Todd explored a little. He needed something to
keep his mind off what was happening in that shower. He looked at the
painting again; it could easily be Debby. Had she been setting on the
beach and Julius watching with binoculars? How would he feel if Debby
did pose for Julius? What if she did it when he, Todd, was at work? What
if she did anything with him while he was at work? Todd decided what
would really matter was how she treated him, now that she'd had REAL
sex! He couldn't compete with that. Yes, that would be the reality of
their redefined marriage.

Todd wondered why, when he'd been fantasizing about Debby being with
other men, he hadn't thought through what it would be like if she was,
and he DIDN'T get to watch. Yes, this picture could be Debby. If Julius
finished it with Debby modeling, would it increase the degree to which
Julius possessed Debby? He looked at the door. The only thing more
possessive than that closed door would be 'Debby in HIS bed all night. .
.without me!'

Debby got a wash cloth from the cabinet. She opened the wooden privacy
door --one like you'd see in a beach bath house, open top and bottom.
There was a bench in a small dressing/drying area, then the shower
curtain, already pulled back. There would have been room for Todd. It
was just as well; she wanted a chance to talk to Julius. Nothing else
would happen in the shower. She would just explain her behavior so he
didn't think her a promiscuous slut. She wasn't into the free love
movement; she was raised better than that.

By now Debby had the water on and was testing her last adjustment: hot,
but not too. The ambiant light decreased and Debby looked over her
shoulder. Julius stepped in. She smiled, her eyes drawn to his groin. It
hung in a graceful arc, out and down, only semi-hard. Her pulse rate
increased. She stepped into the water spray; every skin cell seamed so
alive, so aroused. She looked down at her chest and wondered if he
noticed how erect her nipples were, like the ends of a pinky finger. She
looked back at him as he stepped into the shower stall; he was smiling
at her like an appreciative uncle smiles at a cute niece. He was much
older after all. Had some touches of gray in his temples and chest hair.

"Water feels good!" she said as she moved a little back making room for
him. Her back was to him, but she continued to glance over her shoulder
at him. He was so BIG, obviously in good shape. She remembered how he
handled her upstairs-- only what? 15 minutes ago? Her legs trembled,
then she felt the spasm in her quim, like an aftershock of the BIG ONE.

She suddenly needed him to support her! She glanced over her shoulder
getting her bearings and backed her ass up into him. Her ass crack
settled on his phallic tube and her checks on his thighs. She reached
her hand deep between her legs, dropping her shoulder a little so she
could reach the end of his penis. The bulbous head was dangling to about
2 inches below the bottom of her crack. It felt a little spongy as she
pulled it forward. She groaned with its surge, getting a little harder.
"I. . . I didn't intend for anything to happen in here. It just turns me
on so!"

Julius didn't say anything. He reached into a shower rack to retrieve a
large natural sponge. He lathered it briefly and brought it up the front
of her body. She leaned back into him fully. His cock was harder but not
fully so. It felt great riding up and down a little in her ass crack.
"God that feels good!"

"Do you use a natural sponge?" She melted into him a little more; she
loved his voice.

"No. I've never done any of this before."

"What shower?" His tone playful, inviting her to be more specific.

"I've never been with a black man... or any man other than Todd."

"Really? You seemed to be intent to do so today."

"I know. It's been building for a long time."

"Todd seems nice. . . Doesn't he take care of you?"

"Oh, that's not it! Me being WITH someone else was what he wanted."

He was quiet for a bit, washing her. The soap was getting them both
slipperier; she moved her ass up and down on his ever growing shaft. "So
you didn't want it?" His tone said he knew better.

"What I wanted just came to the surface this week. . . But I've wanted
it for a LONG time!"

"And that was?" He was going to make her say it.

"When I was a little girl in Catholic school, I came home one day,
wearing my little uniform --you know the kind they ware, with the plaid
skirt? Some men were working on our street. I sat and watched them for a
long time. They were.
. . black men. Working hard." Julius had just finished washing Debby's
breasts now and moved to her pussy. She pushed back even more and spread
her legs for his access. "This is a little embarrassing!"

"What showering with a black man? Having him wash you? Having your body
so aroused for him? Feeling him being aroused by you?" He flexed his
legs causing his shaft to ride up and down her ass crack.

Debby looked back over her shoulder into his eyes. "No, none of that! I
like being naked with you. . . for you!" She turned her head back
looking down at his black arms and hands on her slippery white skin.
"It's admitting that those black men, sweating in their toil turned me
on so. Admitting that to Todd was the hardest thing I've ever done."

Julius turned Debby toward him. "Debby, that's been going on for
centuries! White ladies lusting for their darky slave studs. Hell, even
telling your husband about your desires just over a 100 years ago
could'a got the object of your desire whipped or worse. Hell, in some
towns, it still could today! Course those doing the whipping and the
hanging, didn't think twice 'bout abusing some little nigger girl."

"I know; I'm sorry! I hope you don't think..." Debby lost the words.

"...That you're trying to make up for all those injustices?"

"That thought never occurred to me. . . I couldn't possibly! I doubt
anyone could. This doesn't need to be about that, does it?"

"Course not, sorry. I just wondered why me?" He pulled her chin up.

"I wanted you! I have since the first time I saw you, so I told Todd! I
was just saying all that had been simmering for 16 years or so."

"Say what? How old were you 5? You can't be more than 21!"

"Thanks I think; I was maybe 10. I got really turned on, thinking they
could see my panties, looking at their sweaty muscles." Debby looked
down. "I pictured them doing nasty things to me."

"What kind of nasty things?" pulling her chin up again to look at him.

She shrugged, reaching for his massive cock. "Making me touch them; I
had no idea what they looked like: penises."
She lathered him as he had her. "Them touching me!" She opened her legs
for his exploration.

"Like this?" His middle finger found her wet slit, moved in easily. She
nodded her head 'yes.' His other hand slid down her back, his fingers
splitting her butt crease open; stopping at her anus, circling, testing.
"And this?" She whimpered, pressing her face on his chest. He slipped a
second finger into her pussy, his thumb worked on her clit.

"And this?" Again a nod. "You're a tight little girl." Debby thought he
was speaking of her pussy. His finger suddenly slipped in her anus. "And
nasty like this?"

Debby looked up at him, eyes full of lust. "We've never done that." She
spread her legs further, letting her weight settle onto his hands and
the fingers in her openings. "I'd need to talk to Todd before..."

"I can respect that. . . But you and I both know you want to!" Julius
pulled his finger from her ass and went to his knees. He maneuvered one
of Debby's legs over his shoulder. She leaned back against the wall and
watched the handsome black face bury itself in her pussy, his hand
supporting her ass, a finger resting on her anus. She clutched at his rock
solid black shoulder with her little white hand. She pictured her little
anal pucker and wondered, shuttering.

"I didn't really want anything to happen without Todd able to see!"

"I can respect that too!" He stood. She stood on her toes to kiss him.

"Take me to bed and fuck me!"

Todd tore his eyes from the unfinished painting and looked yet again at
the closed bathroom door. Time for another daiquiri! Todd almost cut the
cherry pie they had brought as a welcome gift. Todd chuckled, 'Cherry
pie and my wife's little blond fur pie!'

Todd laid down on the weight bench. He gripped the weight bar. With his
first effort at lifting it from its rests --when it didn't budge-- he
looked at the stack of weights on each end. 220# "Shit! I could be
killed without a spotter!" He sat up. Debby was at the door, leaning on
the frame, knee up, leg swinging, just like before. She was drying her
hair with a towel.

"You okay, Sweety? I didn't know the door was closed."

"I'm fine! You okay?"

"Great! How about hitting the daiquiris with the blinder, bring your
glass, and come on in here. . . Let us entertain you!"

When Todd arrived in the bedroom, Debby was setting cross legged in the
middle of the double bed between Julius' outstretched legs. He sat with
pillows behind him against the steel headboard. A towel was wrapped
around his groin. Their empty daiquiri glasses were on the dresser. Todd
filled them, set the pitcher down, and handed them the drinks. Debby had
one hand on Julius' Black leg, just above the knee.

"You're a fine man, Todd!" Julius said. Todd almost expected to hear the
joke line that could follow, 'I don't care what Debby says about you!'
But instead Julius, continued, "Pull up a chair ...or piece of bed.
Debby tells me this is the first time ya'll have done this. And how you
went along for her; that this was your gift to her! Fulfilling her long
time fantasy. That's cool man; most husbands wouldn't feel that secure.
Here's to you!" He lifted his daiquiri glass in toast. Debby did the same.
Todd felt himself blush. He didn't know what to say. Julius continued,
"And here's to that road crew back in Kansas City so many years ago; may
they fondly remember that little girl and her cotton panties and have at
least an inkling of the profound impact they had on her life!" Todd
joined the toast. Julius wasn't finished, "And here's to that little
girl and the now beautiful, passionate, gutsy woman!" The men tilted
their glasses to Debby; now she blushed and slapped Julius' leg playfully.

Glasses needed refilled. Todd got the pitcher. Once done, Debby added to
the stream of toasts, "And to the love and
courage of my husband for sharing his fantasies with me, giving me the
strength to do the same... And my undying love or him!"

Not to be out done, Todd raised his glass, "And to my wife, for her
love, and a most unforgettable day! And to Julius for . . .being. . .
available. . . and oh, so capable to fulfill those fantasies!"

Debby continued, "And the day's not done! See Sweetheart, Julius has
agreed that the rest of the evening can be My gift to you! To REALLY
fulfill your fantasy of seeing me with another guy. . . doing anything
you wanna see!" She downed the rest of her drink. "I think! If the
daiquiris hold out! More! Give me more!" holding out her glass.

Julius held his hand next to his mouth and said to Todd in mock secrecy,
"I think she wants to be really nasty, but thinks she needs your
permission!" Debby slapped his leg for the disclosure! "So tell her,
Todd, what do ya wanna see?"

Todd didn't know what to ASK for. "Geez! Anything I guess."

"Here's a suggestion," Julius volunteered, "How about I get a taste of
that sweat little pussy! Would ya like that? To see me eat her?"

"Sure! She loves that!" Debby was already rolling her eyes excitedly.
Julius was quick! He sat up, pushed one of his pillows, folded behind
her butt, pulled her back to her shoulders on the bed and spun himself
around to between her legs like a skilled wrestler executing a reversal.
His black hands guided her slender white legs out wide. Todd could see
her pussy was splaid wide and glistened with her moisture. Her butt was
nicely elevated on the folded pillow. Instead of going straight to her
pussy, Julius started nipping and tonguing her smooth white inner
thighs. Her hands alternated from clutching his head, trying in vane to
guide it to her pussy, to clasping his black hands with hers creating an
interesting small white hand on large black hand on white inner thigh
skin picture, to rubbing her own inner thighs, to actually spreading her
vulva further with her fingers in an effort at enticing him to finally
eat her. He would get close, she'd pitch her pelvis that direction and
he'd quickly move past to the other side. She whimpered! Todd made a
mental note: more teasing!

Debby throw her arms toward the corners of the headboard above her. She
closed her eyes and pictured those velvet ropes from her fantasy
restraining her helpless body, her but elevated on the very real pillow
and this equally real black man preparing her for a ravishing fuck from
his giant black horse cock!

Julius flected his tongue at her slit, her clit and when her whimpering
approached a sob he finally locked his mouth over
her entire opening. Her orgasm was instantaneous! She bucked and jerked
and wailed! Julius covered her white abdomen with his black hand,
holding her steadier, but not still, accentuating her already pronounced
mons pubis. Her juice was spreading on his black checks, chin, her own
pubis area and down the sides to the crack of her ass. Debby drifted as
Julious licked and nibbled her slowly down.

Todd said, "Okay break! I wanna see her explore you orally!"

Debby swung up with the agility of a gymnast, grabbed Julius by the arm,
and --with his obvious help-- flipped him up on
the bed for what she was clearly looking forward to. He still retained
the towel somehow, but his erection was VERY
evident under it. She laid on the bed her legs hanging off the side
opposite from Todd; she wanted him to have a good view. She ran her hand
up the outlined shaft and snaked her fingers into the waist tuck of his
towel. She didn't immediately remove his wrap, instead she looked up at
Todd, gave him a wicked grin and said, "Are you ready for this?" He
nodded. "Ummm!" she groaned. "I like unwrapping packages!"

She nuzzled her face in the towel next to the obvious shaft. She was
teasing all three of them! Todd wanted to yell, 'DO IT!' but didn't.
Julius looked amused, patient. He know they had all night. The urgent
fuck already taken care of up stairs. Debby put her face against the
towel covered protruberance and looked back at Todd. She wanted to see
his face, as she finally removed the towel.

She slowly did just that; the white towel peeled away leaving the turgid
black member against her white check. She held eye contact with Todd as
she rolled her face a little to plant a kiss on the vainy shaft. "You
like that, don't you?" He asked.

"I love it!" she exclaimed as she pulled the head up to her lips to wipe
the pearly drop from the slit with her tongue.

Debby sat back up and directed Julius into a little different angle,
then jumped over one leg and spread them, kneeling between his large
black trunks. She was adjusting their position for Todds view. Now she
could face the black groin and look at Todd over Julius' hip. She laid
down once again on her tummy, her little white hands and face literally
full of black male organ. She focused on it. "Hi big fella! What's your
name?" She flashed her blue eyes at Julius.

"Name? You wanna know what to call my cock?" She nodded her head
affirmative with enthusiasm. He chuckled. "Well,
so happens, he's been called 'King' and my nuts, 'Juls' as in the King's
Jewels! But spelled like my name J-U-L with an S for plural."

"Uuu! I love it!" Debby squealed. "And so appropriate! King and King's
Juls!" Debby had the shaft in both hands. She lifted it and kissed
--quite suitably-- the crown.

"Your Majesty!" Todd thought it a little cute if overdone. Debby then
laid the phallus against the side of her head, her blond hair
immediately caressing it and sticking to its moist surface, dropped her
hands to the black leathery scrotum and hefted the sac as if weighing
it. Debby flashed a lustful look at Todd, then Julius. She dipped her
head and kissed each egg size ball in turn. "Okay juls, you guys work'n
overtime in there? Debby wants some more before she goes home!" She
laved the whole sac with her tongue with special attention to the
creases at his thighs, under the shaft and the sac itself. Debby looked
up at Julius, then Todd and, pumping the shaft with both hands, said, "I
love this! It's even better than all my dreams and fantasies about black
men!"

This said with the flaring purple black and chocolate crown right at her
mouth. She opened wide and plunged her head down on the bloated black
penis keeping eye contact the whole time with Todd. Several strokes up
and down with her mouth and both hands, had King well lubed. On the next
in stroke Debby let her eyes roll back, then flutter closed as she
pushed it into the opening of her throat. She gagged, pulled back, took
a deep breath through her nose, and tried again. Same result.

Julius said, "Chil, you don't hav'ta take it all that way!"

"But I want to!" Debby gasped. She tried again; Same result, though she
seemed to fight off the gag a little longer this time.

Todd gave counsel, "Debby, you need to practice and take that slow so
you don't hurt one of ya! Why don't ya just
fuck now?"

She pulled her mouth off of the spittle wet shaft, a thick string
connected her mouth to it. "Okay, we'll practice at home!"

Todd liked that idea. Julius moved Debby to her back. He pushed the
folded pillow under her hips once more. Debby
looked rapidly from Julius to Todd to the mighty black shaft, bobbing
toward her groin and back to Todd again. She reached out her hand to
him, "Hold my hand while he fucks me! And help me watch it go in, okay!"
She pulled him up next to her shoulder were he could raise her head and
shoulders a little to watch. She was getting more excited, anticipating
her fuck. She looked up at Julius and said in an urgent, lusting voice,
"Fuck me good! Okay Juls? Fuck me really good! Okay? Really hard!"

"Okay baby! Really hard and good and deep too! You want that, baby?"

"Oh yah! Deeeeeeeeeep tooooo!" And he was. In one smooth, not overly
fast stroke. She was still loose from earlier,
and well lubed from all the sex play. Debby clutched Todd's hand until
he thought there was no blood left in it. With a
deep whoosh she breathed again. Debby and Todd watched as Julius pulled
back; her tight ring of flesh clinging like a
rubber band to his shaft, it almost looked like her vagina was being
drawn out of her. Back in-out-in-out. Adjusting, more lubrication.
Julius shifted up a little, the top of his knobby shaft racked the bud
of her clitoris. Debby exploded! It was basically unannounced to the
men, though she was obviously excited.

Debby knew however, from the first touch of that black dick head to her
pink and crimsim pussy that her orgasm wasn't far. Now it racked her
with spazmic shocks. Sense her eyes were clinched closed, Todd let her
head back to the bed. She whimpered, bucked, and ground her pussy onto
the invading shaft. Julius held the black king still, supporting his
weight on his arms. Debby used the pillow under her hips as a pivot to
pitch her pelvis up and down the ebony pole. Her head thrashed from side
to side. She still held Todd's hand and he could feel her tremble.
"Shiiiiiit!" she hissed through her teeth.

She slowed some. Julius began moving his hips up and down a little,
assuming some of the motion from Debby, but keeping
counter time with her, elongating the stroke. When her hips were up, his
down, his tight black curls mashing her own sparse blond ones, matted a
darker color with the juices of arousal. Then when her hips pitched
down, his were up to where the first couple of inches remained in her,
the top of his shinny wet black shaft prying up slightly against her
engorged clitoral bud. His black cock was not only wet, it was streaked
with creamy lub juices from both of them.

Todd recalled the frothing that had occurred upstairs earlier as Julius
carried Debby around impaled on his shaft, her own weight causing them
to slap together with such force it was almost splashing. He could tell
it was going to be at least as sloppy this time. "Debby, look how wet
your getting!" Todd held her head up a little. Debby could see, not only
the creamy streaks, but a gooey ring of juice building up around the
base of Juls' black root, marking the depth to which he was penetrating.
She whimpered! She released Todd's hand. Debby reached with both hands
to their coupling sex and with the next out stroke followed the black
shaft, dragging her hands back down it after first gathering as much
creamy lub as she could in her fingers.

She raked her fingers through her open vulva, dragging across her clit
and pubic mond, then on up her abdomen to each breast, wetting the
nipples with the thick juices. Her fingers then thrust into her own
mouth. She sucked as if dieing of thirst and given a piece of cactus meat.

Julius grunted at the show and continued to drive king into her. "Yah!
That's it baby, cobble that stuff!" Debby's hands made several more
trips to her mouth. "You like this black meat don't ya, baby?"

"Oh YES! I LOVE IT! FUCK ME! FUCK ME WITH THAT BLACK COCK! FASTER!"

Julius was happy to comply. Todd sat back a little in awe of the sexual
power driving into Debby. He could feel the force though the mattress
they all shared. What was the most amazing was Debby's thirst for it!
Her hunger for it! She wanted it all. As Jul's speed increased, so did
Debby's breathing, her trashing, and her grunting with each impact. Also
increasing was the spread of her legs. It was subtle at first but now
they were stretched out straight to each side, elevated. Her feet were
just as straight with a downward curl to her toes. With each thrust her
legs were coming back further and further. Her pelvis pitched up a
little more. She was transforming into the vessel, the receptacle for
the black phallus of her dream.

Todd reached out slowly and took her ankles in each hand, helping her
spread her legs even further, helping her accept the plunging black
shaft into her tender white pussy! He wished he had undone his shorts.
Why hadn't he gotten naked too? The sound in the room was beginning to
echo. Wet slapping of balls to ass checks, the grunting of the rutting
couple, the rapid breathing of all three, and the creaking of the bed
all blinded in the urgent musical rhythm of sex!

Sex in the primordial, sex rapidly approaching orgasm! Debby who seemed
to be lost in continuous orgasm, felt the burgeoning swell of King's
impending explosion. She began a communication she wanted clear. Each
word interspersed with her grunts and breathing synced with the impacts
to her cervix. "Empty . . .Juls . . .into . . .me! CUM . . . DEEP
. . .in . . . MEEEEeeee!"

After several more hard slaps, Julius stopped, in deep. Debby gripped
the black hips, holding her sex tight against his pelvic bone. Todd
could see no overt action. If his view had been different he would have
seen the "Julius" pull up tight to the base of King's root. He would
have seen the pulsing twitch as it started. Todd's only signal was
Debby's, "Uh Uh Uh, Oh YES!" followed by a body wide jerking of Julius'
muscles.

Julius whaled, "OH SHIIIIIIIIIT!" and jerked several more times before
holding still once again. Perspiration dripped from him onto Debby.

The only sound was their breathing. Todd groaned himself as he squirted
into his shorts. He hated that. He knew the
rest of the evening would be uncomfortable for him. Probably
embarrassing too if it soaked through and made a wet spot on his shorts.
He hoped Debby would be ready to go home soon. He released her ankles
and she slowly lowered her legs.

Julius began to withdraw from Debby. The sensation of moving through her
clinging pussy caused him to shutter, once again driving deep! Debby and
Julius moaned their pleasure. He pulled out slowly, this time all the
way. The last was almost with a pop as he pushed back on his heels.
Debby pulled one leg across in front of Julius and held it tightly to
her other, her hips turned to the side a little. It wasn't just modesty,
she wanted to hold as much of his load as she could. Debby motioned for
Juls to bring his cock to her and pulled on his hips. She gave a muffled
groan as her mouth engulfed his shaft, cleaning it of their juices. Her
checks went concave as she drew the dregs of his cum from his tube.

As much as Todd wanted to watch Debby's continuing depravity cleaning
Julius' messy black genitalia, Todd was very
conscious of a spreading mess of his own. He got up to take advantage of
the vacant bathroom, deciding the sooner he
started cleaning up the better.

As Debby continued to lave Julius' cock and balls of their juices, she
was aware that Todd had left the bed; she figured he was simply going to
the bathroom to relieve himself one way or another. She resolved to give
Todd a loving he wouldn't forget when they got home.

Julius stroked her disheveled blonde hair as she washed him with her
tongue. He whispered, "You like that black dick cum, don't you baby?"

She whimpered "Um uh!" amazing even herself at her continued arousal. It
wasn't that she wasn't sedated --she was-- she
had just wanted this so long, now she didn't want it to end.

Julius put his hand at her closed crotch and signaled with a tapping of
his fingers on her closed inner thighs to open up for him. Debby wasn't
sure what he wanted, but wasn't going to deny him either. She opened her
legs, looking down at what he was going to do. Debby saw and felt his
cupped fingers scup through her sodden pussy. His fingers carried at
least a table spoon of cummy fuck goo. "Here baby, let Julius'll help ya
be nasty!" he whispered. He brought his cupped fingers to her lips. She
wrapped her hand around his, whimpered, and took the thick stew into her
mouth.

"Nothing like whipcream desert, is their, baby?" Yes, she did love it!
She guided his fingers back for another load, making a nasty show of it
for him.

Debby closed her legs again just before Todd returned. She wondered if
he would have enjoyed the show he missed. Why
not; he'd been a great sport up to now, helping her indulge in her long
time fantasy. Juls was up making his way to the
bathroom. Todd couldn't help but look at his nearly flacid dark penis.
In its current state it was still bigger than Todd's. He wondered if
Debby would ever again look at his own with the passion she once did.

Juls caught Todd's glance and said, "You're a lucky man, Todd. That's
one hot lady! I hope you liked the show; remember that was for you!"

"Thanks! I know. She is special, isn't she?" Then Todd thought to
himself, 'He's right! That was for me!' He smiled at Debby.

Debby stayed on the bed, but pulled the pillow out from under her hips.
"Do you know what happened to my panties,
Sweetheart? Are you ready to go home?" He took her hand. She whispered,
"I love you!"

"Love you too, Baby!" He looked around. "Yes. Panties? I think they're
in the living room with your dress. I'll get them."

Juls was just coming out of the bath room. "Hay! You guys got to have
some pie before you go! How about some coffee
with it?"

Todd looked back around at Debby. She nodded yes. He was glad he'd
cleaned up some. He decided it wasn't worth
worrying about a wet stain on his pants. "Some coffee and pie for desert
sounds good!"

Juls and Debby smiled at each other, loving the desert reference. Todd
had some desert of his own on his mind as he retrieved her panties and
sundress. He hoped Debby would be in the mood at home.

The pie was great. They told jokes and laughed and got better
acquainted. Todd was glad Juls --they both called him that now-- was a
really nice guy. Todd figured a jerk of a black stud that had just
fucked your wife like you never could, could make great fun of
belittling you. Juls wasn't like that.

Debby made eating a piece of cherry pie a sensuous act. Julius said,
"I'm sorry I don't have any whipped cream for your cherry pie." Debby
just about spit her last bite out in laughter recalling her desert just
moments ago.

After they had another cup of coffee, Debby said, "We better be going.
And Juls, thanks for the tour. . . and everything!" She batted her eyes
at him. Debby almost said something about getting together again but
decided she better talk to Todd about it first.

"It was my pleasure, believe me! Come for another visit anytime!"

Todd almost said he was sure they would but figured he better talk to
Debby first. "Thanks Juls, for everything!" They shook hands, a look of
genuine mutual appreciation was exchanged.

Debby felt chilly in the cool night sea breeze. They were quiet until
Todd asked, "Well, did it live up to the fantasy?"

"You know it did! Thank you! I'll always remember this... and love you
for giving it to me?" She pulled his arm around her slender waist and
held his hand tightly on her hip. She was a little sore walking. "Todd,
when we get home, would you do something for me? Something I've thought
about for a long time. Another fantasy. . ."

They were almost there. Todd wondered what it could be. "What baby?" He
secretly hoped she'd ask him to eat her well fucked pussy; the thought
made his cock stir in the dankness of his cummy undershorts.

"If you don't think it's too nasty. . . Would you fuck me in the ass?"

Todd almost laughed out load. "THAT I think I can handle, Baby! You're a
surprise a minute; that's one of MY long time fantasies!"

Debby smiled. She could have said, 'I knew that!' but didn't.

Debby then asked, "How about we have Juls over for dinner tomorrow?"

As soon as the door closed Todd made the call. No small feat given Debby
was working his pants down. "Juls? . . . Todd here. . . Great! You? . .
. Super. . . Hay, the reason for the call: Debby would like to have your
cum for dinner. . .er, I mean we'd both really like for you to come to
dinner tomorrow evening? . . Great! About sevenish then. . . Well, just
a minute." then to Debby, "He wants to know what he could fix?" Debby
shuck her head no, then smiled and made a male-jacking-cock motion at
her groin. "She says just bring you! . . Just some steaks off the grill.
. . Salad. . . Potato. . . Okay, that would work if you insist. Looking
forward to it. . . Okay I will! Later."

Debby had a pleased look on her face. "Well, What did he say?"

"We're on for 7. He's going to bring a gourmet salad. . . And he said to
tell you he'd bring the whipped cream for your pie."

Debby almost bit her mouthful to keep from laughing. She didn't need to;
Todd knew exactly what the 'private' joke was. He almost laughed himself.

Implementing his first lesson from Juls --take it slow, tease a lot--
Todd made great ceremony out of pulling Debby's panties off her well
fucked pussy. He was a little surprised a river of cum didn't gush out,
but figured it had drained in her panties walking home. . . and the guy
had cum once already.

Todd spent some time eating her. Then she practiced taking him root deep
without gagging. Debby also licked Todd's ass
for the first time. A signal to Todd for the main event to begin. Todd
piled some pillows in the center of the bed. He said, "We ought to have
some lubrication of some kind."

Debby jumped up and retrieved some KY she kept hid with a black dildo in
a box in the closet. She smiled to herself,
remembering that for about a year now, she had kind'a hoped he'd find
that and make her confess her long suppressed desire for black cock. Now
she thought, she no longer needed to hide it, and if things went well,
she wouldn't need the rubber one either.

Todd was very gentle. Debby discovered yet another thing about herself:
she did like anal sex. But she had real doubts about anyone as large as
Juls ever doing her that way.

Debby woke Todd early with a blow-job. She let Todd eat her for a few
minutes, but declined an orgasm that way. Yes, she wanted another sexual
edge. She was a bundle of energy, which surprised both of them. And her
pussy wasn't nearly as sore as they expected after the fucking it had
received. Actually, having lost her anal cherry to Todd last night, her
anus was more tender than her pussy.

The day was filled with yard and house work, shopping for wine and
steaks, marinating the later, and lot's of sexual play and teasing.
About 3 Debby came out to the patio where Todd was cleaning the charcoal
grill, wearing one of Todd's sweat shirts . . .and nothing else! She
worked around him, next to him, in front of him, bending, stretching,
all but throwing him to the ground and setting on his face. For his part
Todd had a hard-on growing in his pants and a straight face as he
pretended to ignore her. She finally walked over, grabbed his crotch and
led him into the house by the bulge. Once in the bed room, she said,
"You fink! I want sex! Give me sex!"

Ten minutes later Todd laid next to her panting. He decided that in just
less than 24 hours after her first pussy stretching experience with a
hung black man, her pussy was back to 'normal.' "That was great! Want me
to eat ya to a cum?"

"Later. You can have desert later if you want it." Todd smiled as Debby
went down on him to clean his cummy cock. A
dream a week ago.

A long bubble bath was next. They talked. She'd already told him
everything from her shower with Juls. Todd was
reassured and finally admitted that not knowing exactly what was going
on had been a little exciting. The only thing left on Todd's mind was
how they were going to handle the convenience issue. She gave him a
quizzical look.

"I mean you're here, he's there, and I'm 25 minutes away at work!"

"Oh. . . well, Todd, to be very honest. . . I don't know! I kind'a
assumed I would never do anything without you. I think we both know I'm
gunna want more. . . but I hadn't considered it without you."

"Is that realistic? I know what temptation is like."

"Well, tell me Todd, what do you want? It's probably good to have well
understood ground rules. We've obviously opened our marriage up here;
shall we agree that we won't do anything without the other?"

"I want you. I want you to know I love you. I want you to be happy. I
want to know you want me and love me, too. You've shown me that last
night and today. And I hope I showed you all that last night. Why don't
we say anythinggoes as long as we tell the other as soon as . . .
reasonable. Sometimes that'll be beforehand, sometimes after."

Debby's heart soared. She hadn't really thought that issue through, but
Todd had just given her permission to screw Juls to her pussy's content
without guilt as long as she told him as soon as 'reasonable.' She could
live with that!

"Are you sure that's what you want?"

"Let's try it and if either of us wants a change in rules we can."

"Deal!" They shook hands. "Let's change the sheets after our bath."

Debby spent extra time on her hair. It was gathered on one side and the
curls spelled like spun gold on that shoulder. Debby wore a denim bib
overall shorts. . . and nothing else. Normally worn with at least a tube
top, this left her breasts accessible and very visible.

Todd saw her and said, "Over dressing for the occasion, aren't we?"

"Actually I thought nude didn't go with steak sauce, otherwise. . . When
I was about 10 I tried to wear exactly the same thing out to play. My
mother said it was sinful. You like?"

"You little devil you!"

Juls was a few minutes early which was good because Debby's nerves were
about to drive Todd to drink. Todd accepted the
wine and covered salad from Juls. Debby threw her arms around him as
soon as the door was closed. After a kiss Debby pulled free and spun
around. "You like? It's my farm girl look!"

"I've always liked the country! ...But you don't feed the stock
barefooted, do you?"

"Wait 'til ya see how I tend the horses!"

Todd couldn't resist, "We've both seen how you handle the studs!"

Debby slapped at Todd for that one. Juls smiled and said, "Uuh! Good
comeback! I was struggling with that one."

So the evening proceeded, full of sexual sparing, great food, wine,
talk, Marine stories, and more sexual innuendo. All through dinner Debby
shot glances at Juls and his crotch every chance she got. Both men
admired her breasts --nipples hard and erect all evening-- and
appreciated the sexual energy she put into every bite of food and sip of
wine. It occurred to Todd he'd never seen her more in heat. What pleased
him the most was that she didn't limit herself to flirting with Juls;
she even rubbed Todd's crotch with her bare foot under the table while
they were eating.

Todd said, "How about some Amaretto in the living room?" Debby took
Juls' hand and Todd poured three brandy sniffers.
Debby --setting cross legged-- and Juls were on the coach when he
delivered the drinks. He sat on the floor at the coffee table opposite
them.

"Debby, did you spill something in your lap? You've got a stain."

She didn't need to look. "Yes I did, but not as bad as your spill last
night!" Todd lifted his glass to her comeback. She'd made him promise
that tonight, if such an urgency was encountered, he'd make a deposit in
her mouth. She said Juls would understand.

She stood in front of Juls, rubbing her abdomen, and ran her fingers
around the inside of the bib's leg holes. "It's just that my shorts have
been rubbing and chaffing me all evening! Shall I go change?"

"Why not just get rid of the offending article?" Todd suggested.

"You just want me out'a my pants, wicked men! Got some music?"

Todd put some solid rock on and Debby did a very convincing strip for an
amateur, especially given she only had the one
piece of clothing. She danced for both men, allowing Juls to unhook the
shoulder straps. She stepped around to Todd's
side of the table, threw her leg up and over him so she ended up
standing with her bib covered crotch in his face. She had her ass toward
Juls. Todd ran his hands up her smooth legs and realized HE was going to
strip his wife for her black lover.

Todd undid the snaps on each of Debby's hips. He pulled down slowly as
she swayed to the music. Debby brought her legs together to allow him to
pull them on off. Todd was amazed at how wet and open she was!

Debby simply sat on the coffee table toward Todd, legs spread. She
stroked his face with one hand and slowly moved each item on the table
behind her out of her way with the other. Juls was a little amazed at
the precision with which she worked without looking behind her.

Debby ran her fingers around the outside of her pussy lips, then brought
her hands up to cup Todd's face. She whispered, just loud enough for
Juls to hear too, "Does Todd wanna little sample of desert before Debby
gets the whipped cream put in it?" He nodded yes. "Debby really wants to
be NASTY tonight! Is that okay with Todd?"

"As nasty as you wanna be, Babe!"

With her hands on Todd's head Debby leaned back on the coffee table
guiding his mouth to her pussy. Her head dangled just off the side
toward Juls. Looking at him upside-down she reached for him. "Juls, let
King out of his stall, Debby wants a taste and a ride!"

Juls knelt above her head with his legs spread. "You let him out, baby."
Debby ran her hands over his bulge, once again working blind as she
couldn't see from below his crotch. While she groped around looking for
land marks, she couldn't resist nibbling on his bare black skin below
his Bermuda shorts. She located the snap: undone. Zipper: down. Debby
used both hands to pull down on the waist band. "Use your mouth, your
teeth too, baby!" Debby clutched the cuff of one leg in her teeth. Juls
slowly pushed himself up using the coffee table, so Debby could keep
pulling his shorts down as he went up.

Juls took a few seconds to get his shoes off and finish the job of
removing his shorts. While he did that, Debby ran her hands through
Todd's hair. His view from her crotch was excellent for what he knew was
coming. Juls once again moved over Debby's flushed face, his loose
military style boxers the only obstacle to her goal. Not that it was
really much of an obstacle; she already had her tongue well up into his
shorts and was licking black balls and cock.

She could tell he was well bathed, but he still had a musky man crotch
fragrance that she inhaled deeply. Her hands reached to his waist band
once again and tugged on the short leg opening with her teeth. They made
quicker work of these. Juls removed his own shirt as she welcomed him to
once again straddle her face. Debby pulled down on his 3/4 erect black
shaft. She maneuvered her mouth up and down both sides, swiping his
leaking slit with her tongue. She guided his hips back with her hands
and with a husky voice asked, "Will you fuck my face? . . .DEEP?"

"Did you practice, baby?" She nodded upside-down. Debby's heart raced.
For some reason the notion of him using her face, mouth, and throat like
he did her hips that first fuck on the top of the light house really
excited her. She guided his strong black hands to the side of her head,
which was back, mouth open seeking his black cock tip. Once his hands
held her head firmly, Debby moved her own to his hips. She would control
his depth with hand signals to his hips. The first signal said forward;
Juls obliged. Back a little adjusting. Forward again. Back. Forward;
deeper. Back. Forward more still.

Cycle again. Again; deeper. Again; deeper. A gag; back. Debby
swallowing, adjusting. Back in. Out. In; deeper still. Out. In. Faster.
Deeper. Out. In. And so it went. Juls was indeed fucking her face almost
as a pussy. Debby wished Todd was still eating her. She knew what he was
doing: watching! Watching this hung black man fuck his white wife's
mouth and throat!

Once again Todd was in awe! He could actually see her throat bulge with
his in-stroke. While Debby could take all of his own 6 inch cock, Juls
was about 2+ inches shy of using all of his nearly 10"'s.

Juls pulled out almost gasping. He'd really gotten into that too. "Damn,
baby! That was a new one on me! Shit!" Debby whimpered. She was so
close. Her mind --the real control center of all orgasms-- had allowed
her to flow into that nebulous dream of 'Debby as receptacle, a vessel
for big black cock!' All she'd needed was someone to push that button!
She'd have to explore that realm again.

But it would have to wait. Juls took her hand and pulled her up. She
wiped spittle from her checks, chin, and lips. He looked at Todd and
asked, "Where do ya want us to fuck?"

"Yah. . . The bed room!" He motion in that direction. "Did you cum in
her throat?" Todd asked with an edge of urgency.

"No, but I couldn't have lasted much longer! Let's go see how nasty she
wants to get!" His comment to Todd, who was
pleased to be invited.

Juls pushed Debby on the bed face first and quickly arranged her on her
knees with ass in the air and shoulders and face
down on the bed. He buried his face in her up-thrust rear, tonguing her
dripping pussy up to her anus and back again. He used his large black
hands to spread her firm white ass checks, He circled her rosebud with
his tongue, then tweaked it, licked it, nibbled at it. He made a hard
pointy tip to his tongue and pushed. Debby squealed and pushed back.
Juls pushed harder; her ring gave and he shoved his tongue in her ass.

Debby wailed! "Oh god! He's eating my ass! His tongue's in my ass!" She
could only take so much of that. It was just too intense to remain the
passive recipient. She pulled away, dragging him with her. She guided
him up on the bed face down and dove for a spot between his black legs,
kicking them further apart with her knees. Now it was her turn. She
planted her little white hands firmly on his black ass checks, spread
them and nose-dived right in!

Once again Todd was in awe. He removed his own clothes as if in a trance
watching her eat out this black man's ass. He caught glimpses of her
little tongue laving on his black ass hole. It turned him on!

Suddenly Juls had had enough of that, taking control again and in
seconds Debby was on her back stuffed full of black cock! There was
nothing slow or gentle about their fucking. Debby was quickly bucking in
orgasm and squealing her approval and encouragement for the fucking she
was getting. Todd crawled up to Debby's head on his knees and jacked a
load of cum into her welcoming mouth. She smiled at him and swallowed
just before Juls flipped her over and pulled her hips into the air.
Debby was sure Juls was going to try to shove it up her ass, even as he
slid into her pussy doggy style. She just knew her ass was next and that
it wouldn't fit. She was too far gone over the orgasmic crest to protest
up-front; she'd trust that her screams of pain would suffice before any
permanent harm was done. He pored into her, his balls slapping her
thighs and mons pubis.

Just after another crest broke on Debby's orgasmic beach, Juls handled
her to her back again. She knew he was on the
home stretch now. Her legs were folded up to her shoulders. His black
balls slapped noisily in her wet sex. Debby reached above her and
retrieved Todd's pillow and tried to get it under her hips. Todd helped.
She smiled at him with dreamy lust filled eyes. Debby turned her head to
Juls', wrapping her arms around his neck. She gave his ear a sloppy kiss
before she mouthed the words, "Cum in my pussy, Juls! Pump me full of
your black baby seed! Give me my whipped cream for Todd's pussy pie! She
reached for Todd's hand and held it tight. With Juls' first orgasmic
howl, Debby was pulsing her hand signaling Todd in time with the spurts
of juice at her cervix.

When he was spend, she whispered in his ear, "Let me clean you! Then let
Todd and Debby have desert! OK, Baby?" Juls pulled out. Debby pulled him
to her mouth with one hand and guided Todd to her pussy with the other.
She watched Todd past the slimy shaft at her mouth. His eyes never left
her gapping cum filled pussy hole as he dipped his mouth in homage to
it. She heard Todd whimper as his fantasy was totally fulfilled!


The End!

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