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Mary Ellen’s First BBC

“Ugh!” And then the slapping sound of flesh pounding flesh…. “Ugh!” Slap! “Ugh!” Slap! “Ugh!” Slap! “Ugh!” The syncopation was coming from the other side of the king sized bed. Mary Ellen, who generally likes it soft and slow, was being pounded by her first BBC. “Ugh!” Slap! “Oh, Fuck!” Slap! “Oh, Fuck!” Slap! “Oh god, FUCK!” Slap! Rod straightened, quivered, stopped and then spasmed his man seed deep into my wife's over-stretched pussy.

I was craning my neck as best as I could from the other side of the bed, as my wife was taking this girthy, big, Black, cock into her shaven pussy doggy-style. Rosie, his wife, was using a vibrator on her clit and I was gently fingering her G- spot in a beckoning motion.

Rod withdrew his cock and his cum filled the end of the condom like a Macy’s Day Parade balloon. Mary's ass still stuck up in the air and her pussy was gaping from this giant’s ramrod. “Fuck!” she gasped and then emphatically ,“Oh Fuck!” Rod announced that he had to pee so he quickly threw on some clothes so that he could rush through the crowd across the dance floor and to the restroom located on the other side of the garden.

The events of this night at Pleasure Gardens came as a surprise to me because earlier, Mary Ellen had said she would be fine with not playing tonight. As usual, she was content to dance and shake her voluptuous ass with her dance partners and laugh with friends. While she and I were dancing, Rosie came over and began playfully dancing with the two of us. She was a little short and stocky at five feet and one inch and about one hundred forty pounds. She wore a super tight fitting dress that showed she had a full bosom and nice legs. Her hair was shoulder length and had a reddish auburn cast to it. Earlier that afternoon the afternoon temperature had reached one hundred six degrees Fahrenheit and the heat was lingering late in the evening. Perspiration was freely dripping off of Rosie's neck and I lifted her hair, blew on her neck and wished that I could kiss her there. She seemed to know my thoughts and smiled in a sweet but very sexy way. Oh yeah, I wanted to do her.

Mary Ellen had a new dance partner and I was taking a break on the perimeter of the floor. That's when Rod approached. “What is your wife into?” I told him that I thought that tonight she was just interested in watching others have sex in the cabanas located throughout the garden. Rod was about six foot three and two hundred forty pounds, He looked to be built like an NFL linebacker. I told him about a recent experience Mary had when she watched a white guy with a dick that was about ten inches long fuck another woman at a different lifestyle party and then afterward that night when she and I had sex. No long time seduction was necessary. Her pussy literally gushed in remembering that long dong easing slowly in and out of an acquaintance of ours as she rode him in a gentle post coital rhythm.

I was feeling the effects of having a little bit too much to drink. I finished a picnic sized tumbler of blended margarita and then finished off my wife’s too. I headed off to the outdoor restroom to take care of my business. There was a line and so I had to wait a while. I love chatting with the sexy women and their husbands as we wait our turns for the restroom. Pretense gets dropped when everyone is shuffling back and forth with more urgent matters to be dealt with. When I returned to the dance floor about twenty minutes later, Mary Ellen smiled at me and said, “Go and get our swinger bag. We're going to need condoms and lube.” I was a little bit astonished and wondered what I had missed in my absence. Dutifully though, I do as my wife instructs and I set off to retrieve our swinger bag from the car.

I returned and stood at the entrance to the dance floor with bag in hand and waited for my wife as she was talking with Rod and Rosie. “What had he said to her?” I wondered. She appeared giddy and then told me that Rod was going to go and look for an empty cabana. She told me, “You are going to get your wish and fuck Rosie.”

“Yes! That sounds great to me!” I couldn't wait to take off her dress and get my hands on her rockin’ body.

I was curious though. What was the cause that changed my wife’s plans? I knew she had always been attracted to football player types. She loves to watch sports of all kinds and can watch college football all day Saturday and multiple NFL games on Sunday and Monday evening. I suspected it wasn't the game that she loved so much as the men and their physiques. That also applied to the men that went nuts about my wife. I speculated that it was because she had a tiny waist and a very generous bootie that causes African American men especially, to throw themselves at her. And it seems as they always leave the door open for her to decide about future play. That’s just in case she wants to change her mind later. Was this what was going on tonight? Whatever, it looked like it was going down in a few minutes.

Rod returned and led us to an empty cabana he had found. The outside air was hot and humid and the inside felt like it was a baker’s oven. Perhaps we could have made due outside with patio furniture but instead we stepped inside where there was a soft bed. Rod held back. He was gone for about five minutes. Here I was with two beautiful sexy women. My hands were possessed and were all over them. Immediately they unzipped my wife’s dress and she stepped out of it. Rosie was next and she stepped eagerly out of hers. Oh yes, these ample ladies needed bras to hold their tits up but “Whish,” off they came in a flash. Were there panties? I can’t recall them having any on. I had two naked ladies in front of me with soft, smooth, perspiring, sweet bodies. My hands were all over them and reaching down simultaneously in between moist legs and I got real hard. Really, really hard! I longed to have both ladies on my tongue

For a short while I thought I had gone to heaven. In front of me now were two bare naked, sexy as fuck, MILFs to myself. Is this going to be FMF? Damn, Rod eventually came back. Mary Ellen split off from me and I was all alone with Rosie. I know how my wife likes it. She wants lots and lots of kissing to get the juices flowing. Rod’s wife Rosie was a pretty good kisser. She let me take the lead and followed with her tongue. It was definitely having an effect on me and I had a raging hard on.There was one problem, I wanted to watch Mary Ellen and what she was doing. I mentioned this to Rosie and she seemed eager to watch her husband and my wife too. She told me to sit on the edge of the bed and then sat behind with her legs around me. She did a reach around and started jacking me off. Now nobody jacks me off as good as me but she was a very close second.

From this vantage point we could see Mary Ellen going down on Rod. We could hear but only imagine her trying to wrap her lips around his cock. Unfortunately we couldn't see the action, we could only see her asshole and pussy which were blocking our view. Rosie didn't mind watching for about a minute or two but then wanted my attention back on her. We resumed swirling tongues in each other’s mouth. I kissed her neck and made my way down to her full sized breasts. It had been a long time since I had had ones that big in my hands and in my mouth. I then went down south and kissed around her upper thighs and nibbled at her butt cheeks. I swirled my finger around her vulva and then inserted it tenderly into her pussy and massaged her G spot. I grabbed a vibrator out of our bag and teased her clit. Sweat ran freely off of our bodies making them feel like we were on a Slip and Slide.

Close to the screen door a crowd of onlookers gathered to watch the big guy give it to the submissive white chick. Those bolder came into the heat inside to get a unfettered view of my wife the slut. One unlikely dude, who must have known Rosie, squatted down and began petting her face. I thought to myself, “What the hell? But I didn't want to offend my play partner. I wondered if Mary Ellen was going to get jack-hammered and I was going to suddenly be the third wheel? Rosie sensed my discomfort and dismissed the interloper. I was relieved but this let the air out of the mood for her achieving an “O.” My stiffy disappeared and by this time my wife was trying desperately to impale herself on Rod’s Budweiser sized rod. She looked at me and barked for the lube in the bag. I felt around deep in the bag, in the dark, and finally located it.

After these distractions, my willie sagged like a banana slug on a stick. Without missing a beat, Rosie stuck my deflated dick in her mouth and resuscitated it. Whew! Thank you sweet babe. I got to watch Rod jamming Mary Ellen in the missionary position. I could tell she still wasn't totally comfortable but she could tolerate being stretched at this point. I grabbed Rosie by the ankles and quickly and easily positioned her for a routine docking procedure with my submarine. This is my favorite position because I like to look down and read all the subtle facial expressions of the receiver as I enter and establish a connection. I could also look over and read the expressions on my wife’s face. She was starting to relax, ease into, and rise up to meet each thrust.

At about the same time Rod pulled out and positioned Mary Ellen for doggy style. Rosie wanted up to ride me in reverse cowgirl. She wanted to see her man now as he started to diesel pump my woman. She apparently wanted to watch the final act’s crescendo and read faces too. The twitch in her hubby’s face; then the eye twitch of ecstasy of my wife. This gave me an excellent view too. She was in full surrender and taking what the big bad boy, with extra postage due, was delivering. This brief picture of racial and sexual dominance held us all spellbound. Shortly thereafter the slap of flesh and the grunting of vociferous pleasure could be heard even within other nearby cabanas and further out into the garden.

Onlookers, mostly male, watched transfixed. Some female viewers looked away out of admiration perhaps? Mary Ellen didn't budge as Rod withdrew. Her pussy and ass were on full display to all as she tried to collect herself. I could sense an urgency come over Rosie even though I was perfectly at ease and enjoying myself. She subtly urged me to pick up the pace to finish somewhere in the same time zone as her partner. I had her dismount and assume doggy-style. It isn't my preference to pound the cookie into pieces but at Rosie's urging I began to piston in and out more deliberately. Mary Ellen changed positions and now lay on her back. She reached over and cupped Rosie’s breast and then held her hair as I drove firmly, further and further, with the strength of a charging bulldog. I grasped both butt cheeks solidly in my hands. At this pace I knew I couldn't hold out much longer and announced I was about to cum. Rosie told me that since I had a condom on, go ahead and shoot deep inside of her and I most satisfactorily sputtered over and over into her juicy hole. Then I eased back my drilling to a soft and sensuous in and out and she purred like a new found kitten.

We cleaned up when the show seemed over and the viewing public disbanded. We exited, and rejoined the others on the dance floor. Mary Ellen did not shake her ass as vigorously as she had earlier in the evening. Was she afraid she would break it? She did seek out a male friend who was very content to perform a healing finger and hand massage to her bare derrière. On the ride home I asked about reconnection sex but she emphatically said, “No, you’ll have to wait until morning and my pussy is in a little bit better shape. I think after tonight, that is the end of my curiosity about BBC.”

A couple weeks later while watching television she accepted a friend request on InstaGram from a vanilla BBC that she had just recently met. She smiled and was a little thrilled with the attention from another possible BBC. Huh? She played coy but I am trying to read the tea leaves. Is she willing to try for another, perhaps more gentle stretching? Would she prefer MFM instead with a BBC? Whichever, we couldn’t sleep afterward and I wound up taking her from behind on a stool in her walk in closet like a two pump chump. Whew! We were both excited!

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