Toby Jones
written by:
DG Hear

Toby Jones By DG Hear

I picked her up and put her on the table. Her robe came open and I could see her tits. I reached up and squeezed them and began to rub her nipples. "No! No! Please Toby, you can't do this. Steve is your friend and my husband. Please don't do this."

Her mouth was saying no, but her body was saying yes. I saw the wetness forming on her white panties. I stood between her spread legs and began rubbing her pussy with two fingers.

****

This incident took place over a year ago. I'll tell you a little about my life. My name is Toby Jones. I was the youngest of four kids, all of us born in Detroit. We considered ourselves black Americans, not African Americans since my grandparents, parents and siblings were all born in America. My parents wanted us to have a better opportunity in life so we moved to a mid-size city in central Ohio while I was still in grade school. We lived in a mixed racial neighborhood but everyone kept up their properties.

My parents ran a small grocery store in an industrial area of the city. Most of our business came from the workers coming and going from the nearby factory. We sold a lot of beer, wine and cigarettes along with a lot of grocery items. When the VCR tapes came out we added a section to rent and buy movies. A few years later we switched to DVDs.

Most everyone in our family worked at the store at one time or another. My sisters worked there until they got married and left the nest. My older brother and I eventually bought the store from my parents but I'll get to that later.

In high school I was good in sports. Football was my favorite sport to play. It made me popular with the girls as well as having a lot of friends, both black and white. I was good but I didn't have any desire to go to college. I knew my future would be to help run the store and I was happy with that; besides I really didn't like studying.

I did go to the gym regularly to keep up my physique. I liked looking good. I dated girls of all races in school. I kind of preferred the white girls because there was still a taboo factor there. Even my parents were against it but they never pushed the issue.

After graduation I worked at the store but I wasn't making much. I wanted a sports car and to get out on my own but just wasn't making enough money. I applied for a job at the local General Electric plant and got hired working on the presses. I was paid a good wage and had benefits. Even my parents were proud of me.

I still helped at the store after I got off work. I made deliveries and helped out any way I could. Life for me was good but also busy. I bought my new car but wanted to move out of my parents' house. There was an apartment above the store and our most recent renter was moving out. I convinced my parents to let me rent the apartment.

They said yes and it worked out perfect for me. I could walk to work if I chose to; it was only three blocks away. Needless to say I usually drove. Back to my sex life; it was alive and well. A lot of my deliveries for the grocery store were to bored or lonely women. They would come-on to me and I usually flirted back the first couple of times. After that I went for the sex.

I learned from high school that a lot of the white girls wanted to know if the rumors about black guys are true. I got a lot of white pussy proving it to them. To be honest I knew a lot of black guys with long cocks, seeing other guys naked in the locker room. I also saw quite a few that were rather small.

The same went for the white guys. One thing I have to admit is that cock watching in the shower room showed me flaccid cocks, not hard ones. That could make a big difference. As for me, I was a little longer than the norm but definitely had a fatter cock. I'm not bragging but I am proud of my dick. I've been with a lot of women of different races and they've told me I was big. Just seeing a long black cock seems to make a lot of women's adrenalin flow.

When I dated women I preferred the white ones. I knew a fuck was coming before the night was over. I hope this doesn't piss anyone off but if a woman has a tattoo on her lower back I knew I would be fucking her, just saying. I never got serious or fell in love with any of them. I believe the problem was I fucked so many married women both black and white that I don't think I could trust a woman enough to be faithful to me. Besides, I liked getting fresh pussy all the time.

As time went by I was leading what I called the good life. I worked during the day and made good money. At night I helped out at the store and at least three times a week found a good fuck.

One thing here I want to mention. I didn't just dip my wick in a woman. Even though I never loved any of them, I made love to their bodies. I never kissed married women on the lips, that was their husbands' job. However, I did suck on a lot of nipples, kiss a lot of bellies, finger and tongue fuck a lot of pussies till they had an orgasm. Needless to say I ended up sticking my hard black cock most anywhere I wanted.

Over the years a few women told their husbands and they wanted to watch. The first couple of times it was weird but I got used to it. I did my best not to treat the husbands like cuckolds but I can't say all the wives treated them that good; some did some didn't.

I've had a few altercations but I did my best to explain to the husbands that it was always the wife who initiated the sex, not me. I never had any problems I couldn't handle, thanks to keeping in shape, but I did stay away from those particular wives after that. Too much free pussy out there to fight over one.

I had now been working at General Electric for ten years. My parents pretty much turned the store over to my brother Jerome and I. They had saved up some money and wanted to travel. We signed an agreement to buy the business from them. We were to give them two thousand dollars a month till our loan was paid off.

Since Jerome worked there full time and me, part time, Jerome had a sixty percent share and I had forty. The two thousand a month for our parents came off the top. We hired a few part time employees to give Jerome more help, and a break now and then.

We opened at one in the afternoon and stayed open till midnight because we wanted to catch the factory people getting off the late shift. Jerome worked till seven and I finished the night shift till closing. It worked well for us. It was fairly easy work and with the part-time employees we could take a few hours off if needed.

Jerome was married and had a wife and two kids to support. Once his kids started school, Shana, his wife would come in and help him. She was a good looking black woman and she kept Jerome on a rather short leash. They were both happy and I guess that's what counts.

Shana wasn't overly happy when we brought in adult movies. I mean they were pretty raw. We opened up a special room with cameras to oversee the customers who went in that room. It was only for adult movies to purchase or rent and not for sexual acts. Jerome and I had thrown a few people out for trying to have sex or other sexual acts while in that room.

We made as much or more money selling and renting adult movies than we did selling groceries and beverages. Shana was our bookkeeper and when faced with the profit margin selling and renting the DVD's, she agreed it was well worth the aggravation.

****

I want to tell you about my friend Sherry. As I mentioned our store was in an industrial area. Next door to us was an old stripper lounge. It was a bar and sandwich restaurant during the day but in the evening they had meals and a few strippers. The food was always homemade and a lot of people came there to relax and have dinner after work. They did a good business and bought a lot of groceries and booze off of us when they ran low. We also had a lot of the same clientele seeing they would stop in before or after visiting the bar.

I ate a lot of my meals there. It beat going upstairs and cooking for myself. It's also where I became close friends with Sherry. She was Shana's youngest sister and of course became my sister in law when Jerome married Shana years ago. In the beginning I didn't know Sherry all that well since there was a few years difference in our age.

We became good friends and talked often after she started working at the club. The funny thing is we never had sex; well, not until she moved in with me. I guess this needs a little explaining.

Sherry had this thing for white guys. She told me they were the big tippers and she even dated a couple. One evening after she had been there for about a year she told me she was pregnant. At the time she was twenty-three but still lived with her parents. When she told them that the father of the baby was a white married man her father began yelling at her telling her she shouldn't have taken the job as a stripper and shouldn't be dating married men, especially white men.

After the argument with her parents she said she was going to move out on her own. The sperm donor was a salesman from Pennsylvania and stopped in the lounge when he was in town. I told Sherry to let me know the next time he was in the bar and I would have a talk with him. She told me she didn't love the guy and really didn't want anything to do with him. I mentioned the situation to my brother Jerome and he just shook his head. Shana and Jerome remembered when Sherry was the homecoming queen and went to college and earned a degree in Business Management. They had told her if she ever wanted a job, they would consider hiring her as their bookkeeper.

However she looked like a model and loved dancing. They were aggravated with her for taking the job as a stripper. She told them the money was really good and she was going to just do it for a couple of years and build a nest egg. We all figured it was one of those situations where she was going to do what she wanted and we kept the lines of communications open.

She called one evening and said the sperm donor was in the lounge. Jerome and I went to talk to him. At first he tried to deny it. We told him we were going to have a DNA test done and if he was the father he would be paying support for the next eighteen years. We also let him know we would be informing his employer and his present wife.

Needless to say he was ready to shit himself. He offered to pay for an abortion. We negotiated for Sherry and she received ten thousands dollars to have an abortion and some living expense since she couldn't work as a stripper. After she received the money she thanked us and asked if the job offer as a bookkeeper was still open?

"Toby, is there any chance I could work for you? I promise to work whenever you want me too and I would know a lot of the customers." She was really serious and I really wanted to help her.

Another problem was she wasn't going to have an abortion. She didn't care about color or what other people thought. I remember her saying it wasn't the baby's fault and it didn't deserve to die because of her mistake. She was going to carry it full term and give it up for adoption. "He deserves a chance at life," she would often say.

I talked with my brother Jerome and his wife Shana and told them about Sherry's asking for a job. They did talk with her about giving her a job at the store; after all she was family. Since she had a degree in business it would take a large burden off of Shana who was responsible for all the bookwork.

They decided to hire her. She worked at the club for another week and gave her notice. She told her bosses about the pregnancy and they wished her the best. Her dad was mad that she was carrying the baby. Her mother felt sorry for her and said she would help her as much as possible. Her parents argued daily about the pregnancy of their daughter and that's when Sherry decided to move out.

As I mention I lived in an apartment above the store. There were really two apartments upstairs but other than the emergency exit you had to enter the apartments through the store. We just used the extra room for storage. It was actually furnished and just needed some cleaning up. Since Sherry was going to be an employee Shana offered it to her but she asked me if I would have a problem with it though she laughed when she asked me.

Sherry worked mostly during the day with Jerome and Shana. We never let the women work alone in the store. We did have a handgun under the counter should we run into any real problems. We always told our employees that if we were getting robbed, "Just hand over the money. Don't try and be a hero." Luckily for us we had enough traffic in our store that we were never bothered.

As Sherry got larger her back started hurting her. She started asking me for back rubs. After work she would be lying on her bed complaining of a sore back. I would walk in and press on the areas of her back that were hurting. I do have to say other than the pregnancy she had one nice body.

One evening I was on the horny side. I did my best to not get sexual with Sherry knowing it could cause some major problems. This particular night Sherry happened to be horny also. She said it has been months since she had sex. "One time Toby. I know you like me and I could really use it."

After a few seconds she said, "If you don't I might have to go and find someone to help me out." To be honest I didn't know if she was kidding or not. She joked a lot and I never knew when she was serious.

"Sherry, I'm afraid it might open a can of worms. You're my sister in law and I care for you but we might end up with more than we bargained for."

"Are you going to have sex with me or not? Am I that horrible to look at with this big belly?"

"No, not at all. In fact I find you beautiful and that bothers me. You know I'm into white women." I had to smile after I said that.

Sherry slipped off her top and undid her bra then slipped off her shorts and lay on the bed on her stomach. "Rub my back please," she asked.

I guess every thing I said to her went in one ear and out the other. I began rubbing her back. She had a jar of baby oil on the nightstand and I rubbed it on her back. She was a beautiful light shade of brown, like a woman with a nice tan. Her skin was smooth and when I got near her butt she raised up her hips. "Pull my panties down and rub my butt," she said.

I just did like I was asked and slipped off her panties. I began rubbing her thighs and found myself drawn to her ass. I began rubbing oil on her butt and she spread her legs. I slipped my had down between her thighs and began rubbing her pussy. I couldn't help myself. A guy can only take so much. It wasn't long before I felt the moisture of her wet pussy and slipped two fingers into her. My cock was hard inside my jeans.

She raised her hips and said, "Toby, fuck me. I really do need it."

I dropped my jeans and briefs and came up behind her and pushed my cock slowly into her passage. I heard a deep moan and she said, "Damn that feels good."

It wasn't long before I was ready to come. She pushed back hard and I held tight onto her hips and shot a load deep into her. I could hear her moaning and then thanking me. I pulled out and told her, "This can't happen very often. We can't go down that road. You like white guys and I like white women. Besides, we're like family." This really did bother me.

I headed back to my room. I was up early and left for work. When I arrived at the store after work Sherry acted like nothing had happened. I was happy about that but yet a bit sad.

We ended up being together about once a month till she had her little girl. We never talked about it. She would ask me to her room, get naked and lay on her stomach. I had yet to fuck her in the missionary position. I didn't make love to her like I did other woman, this was just sex to give Sherry relief.

We never talked about it and I had no idea whether Jerome and Shana were aware of it. One day I was at work and Shana called me to let me know Sherry was taken to the hospital. I left work and met Shana and Sherry there. Jerome had to run the store. Her daughter was born; she was one beautiful baby. We all knew that Sherry wasn't about to give her daughter up.

Her parents were at the hospital and her mother cried. Her dad had somewhat forgiven her but wasn't overly happy with her keeping the child. She was in the hospital for a couple of days. When she arrived home we had a crib and a lot of the needed items ready for her.

I wasn't at home a lot but when I was I spent time with Sherry and her baby. I couldn't actually believe I changed the little girl's diapers. I was her uncle after all. I guess in my own way I fell in love with the little tyke.

Sherry brought her baby down to the store so she didn't need a baby sitter. Some days her mom would come by and take care of her granddaughter. She said she didn't like her being in the store, too many germs. She would often take her to her house for a few hours. It wasn't long before her husband admitted he liked the little girl.

My life was somewhat back to normal. At work one of my friends asked me about having sex with white women. I let him know I preferred them. He asked me if I have ever been with married white women and I laughed.

"Steve, most of the white woman I have sex with are married, divorced or separated. It's the same old reason; some white women have this fantasy about black men. I'm there to fill their fantasy. They like me because it's all about sex and they know I don't fuck and tell."

Steve is a big guy. He's like six foot four and weighs around 240 pounds. I've met his wife and she's not that big and a little on the thin side. She was a good looking woman and I often thought about approaching her but seeing she was a wife of a friend I never approached her.

"Why all the questions Steve? Have you ever been with a black women?"

He hesitated and told me that he hadn't but often wondered if it was different. He had been married to his wife Linda for over ten years. They had two young daughters in elementary school.

Steve looked at me seriously and asked, "Can you fix me up with a black woman? I don't want a prostitute but someone pretty that just likes sex."

"What brought this on Steve? We kidded about sex a lot but this is going a lot further."

"I took the sex tapes home that you loaned me and I got turned on by the interracial sex. It even surprised my wife and we had the best sex ever. Now I wonder what it would be like to swap wives with a black couple. I know you're not married but I figure you know a lot of black women. Toby, you need to know this was hard for me to ask you this. I don't want anyone else to know."

"What about your wife? Is she interested in swapping and being with a black man?"

"I don't know. I thought we could move into it gradually and see how receptive she is. I don't think she's been with another man since we've been married."

"I'll tell you what. Let me talk to her alone and I'll see what I can figure out. If she seems receptive then we can work something out," I told Steve.

"How are you going to do that? She isn't just going to let you into the house to talk about sex. I know she knows you but I don't think your plan will work."

"Trust me Steve. I'll give you some interracial DVD's to take home to watch with Linda. Have some wine or something while you watch them together. I'll stop by one evening when you're not home and pick up the disks."

The next day I gave him four disks of interracial sex. They were mostly black men with married white women. My goal was to get in Linda's panties. I'd work on Steve's plan later. Funny thing is I had Steve on my side.

The following week Steve told me he would be working the afternoon shift on Saturday and it would be a good time to pick up the tapes. The next day he told me his daughters would be spending the night at a neighbor's house. A few girls were having a sleepover.

I took that evening off at the store and had a replacement for the night. I did tell him I would be back in time to close up. Around nine o'clock, when it was getting dark out, I arrived at Linda's house. As planned, she didn't know I was coming. It looked a bit dark in the house. I didn't think she would be in bed already.

I rang the doorbell and saw movement in the hallway. I was looking through the window in the door. I rang the doorbell again and Linda came to the side door that entered into the kitchen. She was surprised to see me; she had on a wrap around robe which she was holding shut. It was a plush robe with a cloth belt. It went down to her knees. I had no idea what else she had on underneath.

"Toby! Steve isn't home, he worked second shift tonight."

"I'm sorry for coming by so late. I came by to pick up the movies I lent Steve. He stopped by the store and said he forgot them. He did mention that I could stop by and get them."

"Oh, umm, ok let me go get them." I stepped into the kitchen and closed the door. She brought back three disks and I asked her where the fourth one was. "Oh, I think it's in the player. I'll go get it."

I knew she had been in there watching it. She looked a little embarrassed when she handed them to me. "What did you think of them?" I asked.

"I didn't watch them, Steve did." I knew she was lying.

"Steve told me you watched them together. Is that not true? You know what I think? I think you were watching one when I came here; were you?

She looked embarrassed but said she was. I asked her if it was a turn on and if she had ever been with a black man.

"Toby, that's pretty personal. I think you better leave before Steve gets home." That's when I picked her up and set her on the table.

Her robe came open and I could see her tits. I reached up and squeezed them and began to rub her nipples.

"No! No! Please Toby, you can't do this. Steve is your friend and my husband. Please don't do this."

Her mouth was saying no, but her body was saying yes. I saw the wetness forming on her white panties. I stood between her spread legs and began rubbing her pussy. "No Toby, we can't do this." I reached down and ripped off her wet panties. I unzipped my jeans and pulled out my very hard black cock.

Linda just stared down at it.

"Do you want it? Just say ‘No' and I'll put it away. We both know how bad you want it. Say ‘Yes' and I'll give it to you, right here, right now. No one will ever have to know. I won't force you."

"What about Steve? If he finds out I don't know what he'll do," she replied.

"He won't find out from me; only if you tell him. So what's it going to be? Yes or no?"

"Yes!" she said very softly. I asked her again and she said it louder, "Yes, I want it."

I aligned my cock to her opening and kept rubbing it up and down over her pussy. I could feel her shaking with anticipation of what was coming. I believe she could have come just from the rubbing on her clit, she was shaking that much.

She held on to my upper arms as I slowly pushed into her. She was looking down watching my big black cock slowly disappearing into her. I was buried deep in her when she just climaxed. It had to be all the thinking of what was coming because I hadn't done anything special.

I sped up, put my hands under her white ass and pulled her tight against me. I came hard in her pussy. She was still shaking as I shot my seed in her. I held her till her breathing went back to normal. As I pulled out of her she grabbed some sheets of paper towels and put them between her legs. She handed me a sheet and I wiped off my cock and put it back in my briefs but didn't zip up my jeans.

"We shouldn't have done that," said Linda.

"It was just a fuck, no big deal. Wait till next time and I'll make love to your pussy."

"Who said there will be a next time? Regardless of what you think, I'm not a slut or whore. It was a mistake and I won't make it again."

"Linda, how many men have you been with since you married Steve?"

"None, besides it's none of your business." She was still sitting on the table and her tits were uncovered. I reached up an squeezed them and rubbed her nipples.

"What are you doing? Don't!" she said as she put her hands on top of mine.

I kept rubbing her nipples. "Why are you doing this?" she asked.

"Because I'm hard again and I want to fuck you. I know you want it too. It was so quick the first time. Quit fighting it."

As she stared at me I lifted her off the table. I sat down in a chair and pulled her toward me. I reached down and pulled the paper towel off her pussy. "Come sit on my lap, you know you want to."

"It's so wrong. If Steve finds out he'll kill me."

"I don't think so. Come sit on my cock and we'll talk about it."

She came forward, spread her legs and I aligned by cock to her pussy as she slowly lowered herself down. "Oh God, I shouldn't be doing this!"

"So, tell me again; how many men have you been with since you've been married?

She was riding my cock as she answered. "Just one, it was a guy at work. It happened when I got mad at Steve. It was three years ago. Whenever we had sex, Steve would always mention me having another man and him another woman. He would always apologize the next day for his fantasy but it made me mad that he wanted to be with another woman. One night after work a few of us went out to celebrate Rich's birthday. Oh God, your filling me up so much." She was having small orgasms while she was talking.

"Go on, tell me about Rich."

"I don't know why I'm telling you this," she said as she rode my cock. "I don't normally drink much but I did that day. Steve was on the second shift. He knew I was going out with friends. He even told me I could be bad if I wanted too. It kind of pissed me off. I figured he probably already fucked another woman. Rich and I were the last two to leave the lounge and he said he'd drive me home. When we got in his car he put his hand between my legs. I couldn't believe he was so forward. I was both shocked but at the same time mad at Steve. Oh! I feel you inside me. Are you going to come in me again?"

"So, tell me more about Rich. Did you fuck him right there in the parking lot?"

She was riding my cock and telling me everything how Rich finger fucked her. He had his hands in her panties and finger fucked her right there on the front seat. He wanted to fuck her but she said no that she wouldn't have sex with him. She said she was a little drunk and confused. Rich took advantage of the situation and asked her for at least blowjob. He pulled out his cock and pulled her head down to his lap.

She was surprised his cock was as small as it was. She said Steve was much bigger but not as big as me. After the blowjob she got out of the car and drove herself home. She couldn't believe she had given a man other than her husband a blowjob, but at the same time she thought she was getting even with Steve for cheating on her.

She began to come hard as I held her down on my cock. I shot another load into her pussy. I felt her spasm after spasm, she looked at me and said, "Please don't tell Steve. Promise me you won't tell him." My black cock was still buried in her as she talked.

"Finish telling me about Rich and I promise you I won't say anything to Steve."

"I told you everything. I've never had sex with anyone but Steve since we've been married. That's up to now. I can't believe I let you fuck me, twice no less."

"Would you like to do it again sometime? I'll give you the whole black experience."

"No, I can't do that to my husband. If he has cheated on me, this makes us even."

"Linda, I talk to Steve all the time. He hasn't cheated on you."

"Oh my God! I was sure he did, that's why I went through with this."

"Bullshit, you fucked me because you wanted to feel a black cock in you. Stop making excuses. My cock is still in you and you like it there. I do believe Steve wants to swap one time with another couple. He has hinted as much to me."

"Are you sure he never cheated on me?"

"I'm pretty positive. He's going through that stage where he wonders what it would be like to see you having sex with another man, but he loves you and is afraid he will lose you." I didn't tell her he wanted to fuck a black woman. I figured one thing at a time.

"Would you mind going on a double date. You and Steve, me and a friend, if it all works out we'll have a swap."

"Oh God, it's so much at once. You won't tell Steve about tonight will you?"

"No, he doesn't need to know but I would like to fuck you one more time with Steve's approval. Steve and I talked about going to a Halloween party in Cleveland. A number of employees at work are going. I'll bring a willing date and we will all see what happens after that. If you don't want to take that chance than just tell Steve you don't want to go. It's all up to you."

I squeezed her ass one more time and handed her some more paper towel. We could hear a pop when I pulled my cock out of her. I promised her I wouldn't say anything to Steve except about going to the party. I could tell the whole episode bothered her and wasn't sure if she would agree to go out on a double date or not.

I saw Steve the following week and he asked me how it went with Linda. He said she was sleeping when he got home and the next morning he asked her if I stopped by to pick up the disks. She mention I asked her if she and Steve would like to double date at the Halloween party in Cleveland.

"I did ask her and told her to talk to you about it and see if you would be interested. We can get a couple of rooms at the hotel and all go to the party. So do you think she might be interested in going?"

"You didn't say anything about sex or swapping did you? I keep taking home DVDs and it seems she might be warming up to trying it once. She really hasn't said much about it but she doesn't get as mad at me as often. Of course there's the race question. Her dad would disown her if he found out she had sex with a black man. He doesn't like Mexicans, Arabs or any dark skin people. As for Linda she asked me if black men were really any bigger. I told her they were in the porno world but I didn't know about the real world."

"Let me know if she's interested. I'll get a date and purchase the tickets as well as a hotel room if she wants to go."

"You are going to get a black woman, a good looking one aren't you?"

I laughed and told him the woman I had in mind was beautiful and liked white men. I couldn't believe the smile that came across his face. He got back to me a few days later and said his wife agreed to go to the party. I told him to make sure she wore a sexy costume for the party.

****

I talked with Sherry and asked her if she would like to go to a Halloween party. She smiled and asked me if I was asking her out on a date.

"Sort of, A white friend of mine was wondering what it would be like to be with a black woman," I replied.

Sherry's smile disappeared. "Oh, I get it! You want to fuck his white wife and want to use my black ass as bait. Sometimes I really hate you," said Sherry.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you; it wasn't right. It's just that I know you like big white guys and when he asked me about a beautiful black woman you're the first person I thought of. I'll tell him to forget it or find someone else."

"I didn't say no, I said that at times I really hate you. I haven't been to a party since Asia was born. I'll do it. I'll go fuck this big white guy for you so you can fuck his wife. Happy now?"

****

Sherry talked to me but always seemed mad after our talk. She told me she was going to dress like a streetwalker since I was making her one. I countered with I would dress like a pimp. It did make us both laugh but that is how we dressed for the party.

We picked up Steve and Linda and headed for Cleveland. The two women sat in the back and I drove. Steve couldn't stop smiling after he saw Sherry. I wasn't sure I had done the right thing.

Steve and Linda both knew they were going to get fucked but didn't communicate it to each other. I figured I would have to be the one to get things started. We checked in to our rooms which were side by side with a connecting door.

The girls got dressed in one room and Steve and I in the other. Linda and Sherry seemed to get along fine. It somewhat surprised me. I didn't know what to expect.

I put on my pimp suit and Steve told me I looked like a real pimp. He and Linda decided to dress like Jack and Jill. He had on bib overalls and a straw hat. Linda wore a very short plaid skirt and a white blouse. Her hair was in pigtails. She looked cute enough to fuck. Did I just say that? Well it was true.

When I saw Sherry I was almost stunned. She did look like a streetwalker and sexy as hell. She had the whole garter belt and nylons on. Steve's mouth was watering when he looked at her. She looked that good.

The party was underway when we went downstairs. I told the girls to drink up since we didn't have to drive home. The drinks flowed and we danced. First, I danced with Sherry. Damn, we were good together. Later Sherry asked Steve to dance. It was two slow songs in a row. I was a bit jealous, I couldn't believe I was, I asked Linda to dance and she agreed. I held her close and even squeezed her ass when Steve wasn't looking.

When we sat down Steve sat next to Sherry. Things were getting underway. I watched Sherry put her hand on Steve's leg. She was looking at me when she did it. I wasn't sure how I felt about it.

Other people from work stopped by our table to say hello. They asked Sherry and Linda to dance but they both refused. Sherry told them they would have to ask her pimp, which was me, and I said "No." Sherry laughed.

After a few hours of partying the girls were pretty high but not totally drunk. I put my hand on Linda's leg and Steve watched me. I slid my hand up to her panties and touched her muff. She looked over at Steve and said, "If this is what you want, let's go up to our room."

I walked with Linda and Steve with Sherry. When we got to their room Linda sat on the bed. Steve sat in a chair with Sherry on his lap. He was already finger fucking her. It made me a bit jealous so I pulled off Linda's panties and buried my face in her trimmed muff. I began tongue fucking her and everyone could hear her.

After her first orgasm she stood up and removed her costume and I removed mine. Steve and Sherry went through the connecting door into our room. I knew Steve's wish was coming true and he was fucking Sherry. I have to admit it bothered me.

Linda lay in the middle of the bed and a took my hard black cock and slowly rubbed it up and down her pussy crack. She kept moaning and finally said, "Fuck me, fuck me hard."

She didn't have to wait long. I buried my cock deep in her and took long slow strokes. I don't know how many times she came but it was like one giant continuous orgasm. I came hard filling her pussy. I kept pumping till my cock became flaccid.

I rolled over and lay beside her. I was wondering how Steve and Sherry were doing. I didn't hear anything until Steve was in the doorway naked. He asked me if we were done, he wanted to cuddle with his wife.

I got up and went and lay beside Sherry. She was on her side and I cuddled up to her bare back and ass. I could hear Steve and Linda having sex. My thoughts were all confused and I had to wonder if this was all a mistake. I fell asleep cuddled up to Sherry. We didn't have sex but it felt so right being with her.

The next morning Sherry and I woke up and she went and took a shower. I lay in bed thinking of the night before. Sherry came out of the bathroom in a towel and I went and took a shower.

I came out of the shower and she was dressed. She said she called Linda and we were going to meet them in the restaurant for breakfast. I got dressed but kept thinking about the night before.

"Sherry, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's done and over. You got to fuck a white wife and your friend Steve got his black pussy."

"Please Sherry, I'm really sorry. This was all a mistake. I felt myself getting jealous of you being with Steve."

"... and why is that? You got what you wanted. I did your bidding."

"Sherry, I care for you, I mean I really care for you. I never want to see you with another man again."

She smiled at me. "Let's go and have breakfast. I'm really hungry." We met Steve and Linda in the restaurant. It was a buffet and we all got our food and sat down.

Steve spoke first. "Toby, we want to thank you for everything. This may sound funny but our experience from last night brought us closer together. We found out that our fantasies are better kept as fantasies. Sherry, I want to thank you for an experience I often wondered about.

"Linda and I talked this morning and this is going to be a one time thing. You are two wonderful people and I honestly don't know why you two aren't together. Anyone can tell you really care for each other."

I looked over at Sherry and I knew what Steve had said was the truth. I guess we just needed someone else to tell us. We ate our breakfast and headed for home. Sherry sat up front with me and Steve and Linda sat in the back seat. They were like two teenagers groping each other.

I dropped them off at their house and Linda asked if she could talk to me alone for a minute. I got out of the car and we stood on her porch and she told me that she really loved Steve. She never told him we had been together before and asked me to keep it that way. I told her, "My lips are sealed."

"Toby, you're a great lover and the sex was great. I have to ask you not to come here alone. I don't want the temptation. Something else I need to tell you. Sherry's in love with you. I asked her when we were getting our costumes on why she would do this? She told me she would do anything for you. That girl is in love with you."

I thanked Linda and went to the car. Sherry asked me what she said. I leaned over and kissed Sherry for the first time. It was long and passionate. She didn't back away but pressed her lips against mine.

I started the car with neither of us saying anything. When we got home she went to her apartment and I went to mine. Five minutes went by and she came into my apartment. "What was that kiss all about?"

"I think I love you. I know I love Asia and she needs a father. Will you marry me?"

"You've got to be kidding. You kiss me one time and think I'll marry you."

"I'll kiss you again if you like. I'll take you to my bed and make love to you. I never want to see you with another man. I love you Sherry. It took this party to let me know how much. Now, will you marry me?"

"I love you too Toby but I'm not jumping out of the frying pan and into the fire. Let's go together say for a year and see if we both feel the same a year from now. You'll have to give up that white pussy. I'm not sharing my future husband with anyone."

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We let everyone know that we were engaged. My brother Jerome and Shana were both happy. We lived in our dual apartment upstairs from the store. We converted it into one. Asia was my little girl and called me Dada. Sherry's dad was happy that she was going to marry a black guy.

I remember the first time I made real love to Sherry. There was nothing we didn't do. I ate her pussy till she came. I slapped her ass and even kissed it over and over. I sucked her nipples till they stuck out like pencil erasers and even sucked her toes. I came twice that night and then cuddled up to her ass and sometime during the night entered her again.

Our year is about up and we both feel the same as we did a year ago. We're going to start planning our wedding. I am one happy man. Wish us luck.

Oh, one last thing. As far as I know Linda and Steve are one happy couple. Steve said they still watch pornos together but are not trying to do everything on the tape.

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Thank you for reading my story Comments are welcome and appreciated. DG Hear