	The Back Seat
	Part Two
	by Susanna's Husband

	It  had happened.  With me in  the  front,  driving  the  Buick,
	Maurice  had managed to score with my lovely  wife  Susanna.  At
	5-1,  110 lbs,  36c-24-34, and long  black  hair,  my  wife  was
	virtually a sexual goddess. A goddess who had apparently met her
	sexual equal.

	For  several minutes nothing was spoken as we all came  back  to
	reality.  Three of the four people in the car had  climaxed.  Me
	into  Mo's wife Teresa's lips,  Mo into Susanna's moist  vagina,
	And  Susanna had come twice,  thanks to the massive  black  cock
	attached to her lover Mo.

	Teresa sat up and wiped her mouth,  while I breathlessly managed
	to  fix my pants.  In the back, Mo and Susanna separated slowly,
	obviously  wanting to savor every second.  When I got out of the
	car I moved to the back door to help Susanna out. Still short of
	breath,  my wife's  36c  breasts  were  heaving  noticably.  Her
	nipples  were still quite erect,  and with her mini-dress  still
	riding high, I could see her bush in the dim light. I could also
	see a large glob of sperm matted in her pubic hair. He legs were
	still weak as she stood up,  causing her to lean back against me
	as  she straightened her dress.  My dick was again  hard  as  it
	rubbed against her ass. A glance at the front door revealed that
	Maurice and Teresa were already on their way inside.

	"You okay?" I whispered into her ear.

	"That man is incredible!" she returned the whisper,  "I've never
	been fucked like that in my life!"

	"You want more?"

	"I've never been as horny as I am right this second," she kissed
	me  quickly, "My whole body's on fire!  I'm  sorry,  honey,  I'm
	gonna have to fuck him again! That's all there is to it!"

	"Would you settle for me?"

	"Absolutely,"  Susanna flashed  a  seductive  smile,  "I'd  take
	anything even resembling a cock right now!"

	On that note I eased her back into the back seat.  With the door
	standing wide open, I bunched her mini-dress up around her waist
	and  dropped my trousers.  One gentle push  and  my  penis  slid
	inside  to the hilt.  Soft, stretched and  full  of  Mo's  jism,
	Susanna's  well-fucked vagina felt like Heaven.  My dick was  so
	hard that it actually ached!  The slick warmth of her pussy felt
	sooooooo  goooooood! So good in  fact  that  within  minutes  of
	penetration  I was adding my own  shot  of  sperm  to  what  was
	already there.

	Back inside, our lustful companions were already in the bedroom,
	lost  in  passion.  Susanna  suggested  we  wait  for  them   to
	re-emerge, but when it was obvious that they wouldn't we decided
	to take a shower and go to bed. Despite our impromptu adventure,
	fatigue  was beginning to filter in.  And with  the  long  drive
	ahead of us, we knew tomorrow was going to be very tiresome day.

	The next morning I awakened, wondering how I felt about what had
	happened  in the back seat.  More importantly,  I  wondered  how
	Susanna  felt about  it  as  well.  Mildly  surprised  that  I'd
	awakened alone,  I glanced up at the clock. It was only 8 am, so
	I  had plenty of time to roll over and sleep.  Or think. Or beat
	off,  since my cock was already  beginning  to  stiffen  at  the
	thought.

	Lost  in the entire ordeal was  Teresa,  Mo's  very  sexy  ebony
	partner.  I wondered what she was thinking about it all. After a
	quick  leak I pulled on a pair of sweatpants and went  out  into
	the  living room.  A few moments later I located Teresa  on  the
	couch  sipping on a glass of orange  juice  and  glancing  at  a
	magazine.  I managed a smile and greeted  her  kindly.  She  was
	wearing  a low cut white chemise and I couldn't help stealing  a
	glance down her cleavage.

	"You wanna talk?" she inquired softly.

	"Yes," I replied.

	"Then sit down here with me."

	Slowly  I did as she  commanded.  Once  I  was  comfortable  she
	reached  out and caressed my bare shoulder.  For several seconds
	nothing was said.

	"It's not the same, is it?" she finally asked.

	"What do you mean?"

	"Us. Our relationship. The four of us, I mean."

	"No," I relented, "That's for certain."

	"How do you feel?"

	"I'm not sure."

	"You horny?"

	"Very."

	"You  and I are the only ones here who haven't really  coupled,"
	she pointed out, "You want to, don't you?"

	"I- I'd like to, but, Susanna..."

	"In light of what's happening, I don't think she'll mind."

	"I don't know," I hesitated.

	"I'll  tell you what," Teresa suggested,  "You go downstairs and
	take a shower. When you're finished down there, come back up and
	see me."

	A shower did sound like a good idea, so with a quick peck on the
	cheek I got up and slipped downstairs. Since the laundry room is
	right  next to the shower room,  a peeked inside as I walked by.
	What I saw was incredible.

	Susanna  was sitting on her knees in a large  pile  of  laundry,
	wearing  only what looked like a silk button up blouse.  Maurice
	was standing in front her with his shorts down around his knees.
	His massive cock was sticking straight out,  only inches from my
	wife's  loving lips.  It was obscenely huge as it stuck out from
	his loins. Susanna had both hands around it, stroking carefully.
	Mo instructed her to put it in her mouth.  Obediantly she tried,
	but  couldn't get much more  than  just  the  head  inside.  She
	compensated by licking and nibbling the entire shaft,  including
	the sensative underside of it with her lips and tongue. I was to
	learn  later that Mo sported 14 inches when fully erect,  and it
	was an instant turn-on to watcher bathe it with oral  affection.
	As  she licked the base,  the head of his massive dick  caressed
	her cheek and wound up in her full dark hair.

	When Susanna could take no more, she leaned back seductivly. Her
	thighs  were parted slighly and  the  only  button  holding  her
	blouse closed was the one directly between her tits.

	"You ready, Suz?" he whispered intently.

	"I've  been dreaming about this all night,  Mo. I've never  felt
	more like a woman."

	Mo  and Susanna kissed pationately as  he  layed  her  back  and
	peeled  off her panties.  As he climbed between her thighs,  his
	massive black breeding tool was aimed directly at her pussy.  As
	he leaned closer, Susanna directed it home. She sighed when they
	first made contact, then her breath caught noticably as he began
	penetration.

	Susanna  bit her lip,  trying not to cry out  in  extasy  as  he
	worked  it inside.  Their breathing was heavier as his dark  ass
	moved up and down between her knees.  Before long there was 8 or
	9  inches worming it's way inside her body.  Not to mention  her
	heart.

	My  wife moaned as she told him how good it felt inside of  her.
	Mo  smiled and informed her that her pussy was the sweetest  and
	tightest  he'd ever fucked.  He also told her that before he was
	done,  her pussy would belong to him.  Susanna flashed  him  her
	sexiest smile and told him that it already did.

	Encouraged by this,  Mo continued his steady stroking, easing it
	deeper  and deeper as he went.  Before long his cock was slicing
	in and out of her at a brisk steady pace.  Susanna panted like a
	slut as she worked her hips and arched her sexy back to  receive
	him  deeper. All she could do was grunt and groan and  pant  and
	moan.

	By  this time all fourteen inches were moving in and out of  her
	body.   In the bright flouresant light,  I could plainly see the
	ridge of his cock as it moved within her soft lower belly.  What
	a  turn on!  This was my wife giving herself to  this  well-hung
	stud!  I tried to watch everything,  focusing first on his  dark
	ass  moving between  her  thighs,  then  her  tits,  which  were
	bouncing  freely. Susanna was in Heaven and I'd never  seen  her
	any sexier than she was at that moment.

	Needless  to say,  it didn't take the woman I love long to reach
	her  first orgasm.  Susanna cried out in pleasure  and  her  boy
	began  to spasm as it happened.  Mo just laughed  and  continued
	non-stop. A couple of minutes later she climaxed again. Mo never
	said a word, but after a few minutes he slowed his pace. Susanna
	urged him to speed up,  but her seasoned lover continued to move
	slowly.  From this angle I could see his cock slid  out  of  her
	vagina until just the head was inserted.  Then he would steadily
	move  it back inside,  one stroke,  in to the hilt. Once Susanna
	got  used to the sensation,  she told him how beautiful it felt,
	as if they really were one body, one mind, one soul. My wife was
	now  comfortable with the 14 inch breeding tool that was  moving
	inside her.

	"Oh God," she sighed, "You don't know how good this feels."

	Maurice  responded by moving his hand across  her  tight  belly,
	"Just think, Suz, a few months from now your tummy's gonna swell
	up with your first black baby."

	"Then  you'd better start comming," she teased  him,  "We  don't
	know when we'll get to do this again."

	On  that note,  Mo suddenly quickened the pace. Susanna's breath
	caught loudly as he did. Panting breathlessly they rutted on the
	floor until Mo announced he was coming.  Susanna urged him on as
	she locked her arms around him.  With his ass pumping as fast as
	he  could, he suddely shoved his meat inside as far as he  could
	and  held it there.  Susanna practically screamed  as  he  began
	filling her vagina with sperm,  her body reacting with an orgasm
	of it's own.

	When Mo finally stopped comming,  he collapsed on top of Susanna
	in order to catch his breath.  After what seemed like forever he
	finally rolled off and lay down beside her.

	"You're fantastic," he complimented, "That's the best pussy I've
	ever had."

	"You're  not bad yourself," she  grinned,  "Teresa's  one  lucky
	woman."

	"You like fuckin' around with me, don't you baby?"

	"More than you'll ever know," Susanna replied,  reaching over to
	massage  his glistening member,  "You take me places I've  never
	been  before. I don't know how often we'll get see  each  other,
	but every time we do, I'm gonna make love to you."

	"I like the way you think, Suz. Why don't you stay with us for a
	few weeks,  I wanna start fuckin' on a regular basis. Hell after
	a couple of days you won't want to go back."

	"No,"  she answered confidently,  "I couldn't do that even if  I
	wanted  to. I love my husband.  If it weren't for him,  none  of
	this would be possible."

	"I don't understand."

	Filled  with newfound joy,  knowing that Susanna still loved  me
	despite her adventures, I turned and slipped back up the stairs.
	In  the living room I found Teresa,  still sitting on the couch.
	She looked every bit as alluring as usual.

	"You knew what I'd run into, didn't you?" I smiled.

	"Uh huh," she returned the gesture, "You okay?"

	"Yep,"  I replied as I approached her confidently.   When I  was
	within  a few steps I  dropped  my  sweatpants  and  exposed  my
	erection.   Teresa reached out and pulled me closer, a seductive
	smile on her beautiful lips.  As we kissed, I felt my seven inch
	hardon pressing against her soft lower belly. With her free hand
	she reached down and guided it home.   One gentle push and I was
	inside.  Teresa released a long sexy moan as I entered.

	"You see," she whispered passionately into my ear,  "I-- ooooh--
	told  you every thing was going to be alright.  You're  the  one
	she's in love with."

	Fortunately for us, Teresa was right.

	the end

