A Just Reward

When I first took the job at Eastside Law Firm, I was fresh out of law school, tenacious and ambitious. That was almost 10 years ago. I worked hard and my hard work paid off and slowly I rose through the ranks within the firm and also acquired substantial wealth. I was able to purchase a townhouse on the eastside and the lawyers token BMW. Four years ago I married Renee. I’d be lying if I said that it wasn’t my money that attracted her first.  We met at a social function, introduced by one of the partners of my firm.  She was 28, blonde and gorgeous.  Dressed in a figure hugging, black evening dress, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. What happened during the next few years belongs to a different story. Suffice to say that I continued to work hard, we were married and Renee acquired the lifestyle of refined social leisure, punctuated by daily visits to the gym and the occasional attempt at cooking.

This story really begins about 3 months ago. I was made junior partner in the firm. As such my role within the firm changed a little. In addition to assignment of the more difficult cases, I was also appointed the task of mentor to the new blood of the firm. Eastside accepted 3 new recruits this year.  All from Ivy League schools and all bright and determined. I was particularly impressed by one of the three.  A 23 year old African American called Tyson, who had worked his way out of the ghetto and graduated from Harvard on a full scholarship. The boy was brilliant and also a nice guy, and it was he who I really took under my wing. About 2 weeks after his arrival at the firm, I was entrusted with a particularly difficult case, and I encouraged Tyson to nut through it with me. We spent countless hours together formulating our case, so much time that I think Renee actually began to feel a little suspicious of all my late nights at the office. During those hours we found out a lot about one another and became friends.

Tyson accompanied me to court on the day the case was heard. We began confidently but as the hearing progressed I could tell we were in trouble. In fact, it was out of sheer desperation that I requested a short pause in proceeding. Fortunately it was granted. I fell back in my chair and took a deep breath, then I looked around and shrugged to Tyson who moved forward to speak with me. He murmured something then pushed a manila envelope into my hands. Surprised, I opened it and saw a neat list of citations and cases, complete with summary. I looked more closely and saw quickly the relevance (and obscurity) of the data. I turned around with a look of astonishment on my face. Tyson was back in his seat. He just smiled and gave me the big “thumbs up”

Needless to say, we won the case. I was ecstatic afterwards and thanked Tyson profusely. I insisted that he accompany me to my favorite bar for some drinks. When he accepted, I did I called Renee to tell her that we had won the case and that I was going out for drinks with the guys from work. She was understanding but added, “Please leave some celebration for me.”

Tyson and I stayed in the bar longer than I had planned. We talked a lot but drank little. Eventually I looked at my watch and was shocked to see that it was almost 11.30pm. “Oh shit”, I exclaimed, “I’ve got to get home or Renee will think I’m dead.” As I had driven Tyson to the bar, I felt obliged to drive him home. He said it didn’t really matter but I insisted, I just asked that he come with me to my home first so I could check in with Renee. It would also give him a chance to meet her.

It was almost midnight when we pulled into my driveway. I led Tyson up the stairs to the front door and then unlocked it and brought him inside. I called Renee and a few seconds later she came out of the living room into the hallway, dressed only in her black satin lingerie, holding two glasses of champagne. “I thought you were never coming ho…..” Her words were cut off when she saw that I was not alone. She stood there, seemingly confused as whether to run back into the living room or to continue her sentence. The effect was that she just stood there looking at Tyson, and he just stood there looking at her. As my wife stood there revealed and silent in front of Tyson I found myself more than a little excited. I wondered what he was thinking.

I broke the silence. “Renee, this is Tyson. Tyson, Renee. 

I think Renee finally realized that there was not much point running. “Hi, its nice to meet you.” She gave me a glass of champagne and held out her hand to Tyson who took his eyes of her body long enough to take it in his. “I didn’t expect John to bring company. Please come in.” She gave him the other glass of champagne then turned to lead us into the living room. When she got there she took a short satin robe from a chair and put it on. She asked Tyson to sit.  Renee and I sat on the sofa across from his chair.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to impose.” Tyson said as he sat in the chair.

“Its OK.” I said as Renee poured herself a drink. “Renee, today, this brilliant young lawyer won this years biggest case.” I then proceeded to relate the day’s events to her. Tyson was the hero in my tale although he seemed content to just sit back and let me tell the story. I think Renee noticed first that the reason he wasn’t saying much was because he was too busy looking at her. She latter told me that his eyes never left her, and she was sure he hadn’t even heard what I was saying. She also told me that seeing a black man watch her like that made her feel excited. She also lost interest in my words and found herself returning his gaze. She saw him looking at her toned legs.  She told me that she wanted him to see her, to desire her, to touch her. She was looking at him, but imagining the contrast of black on her white skin. His hand on her thigh, his lips on hers, his blackness inside her. She wondered if the rumors about black men were true.

When she noticed a pause in my story. She turned to me and said, “Now I know why you have been spending so much time with Tyson recently.” She turned back to him and continued, “Don’t you think that a little selfish? Young men shouldn’t work hard all the time. Don’t you agree Tyson? Come over and sit next to us on he sofa, its easier to talk here.”

Tyson looked over at me uncertain what to do, but I was just sitting there with my mouth open. Renee noticed that his glass was empty. She picked up the bottle of champagne, rose from her chair and walked towards him. He stiffened. She held the bottle in front of him. “What’s wrong?” she asked. “Don’t you want any more champagne?” She stood in front of him, her back to me. “Tyson has done a big thing for us today, hasn’t he dear? I think he deserves some kind of reward.” She unbuttoned her robe and let it fall, then she took the empty glass from Tyson’s hand and placed it on the coffee table. She took his hand and directed it to her ass. Her hand over his she pressed it against her butt. She leant over him and whispered “This white bitch is yours tonight.” Then she kissed him. As her lips met his, she pressed against him.  Even I could feel her desire. She kissed him deeply and he reciprocated. I saw his other hand on the back of her thigh- so black against her white skin.  Eventually she broke the kiss, stepped back and smiled at him. “Come over to the sofa.” She cooed, taking his hand in her hers and giving a little tug. He got up and she led him to the sofa.  She sat down, me on her left and she pulled him down on her right.

“That’s better. Isn’t this better honey?” She turned to me but I didn’t know what to say. I looked at my wife sitting between me and Tyson, wearing only her bra and panties. I saw Tyson, so dark next to her, unable to take his eyes off her body. I watched as his black hand came down on her knee and traced a path up her thigh. I watched and I couldn’t stop them. I didn’t want to stop them. I didn’t want anything to stop them.

Renee turned away as she felt Tyson’s hand on her leg. “Good.” She said. “There’s no need to be shy.” Their lips met again and then she pulled away.  She turned back towards me and gave me a quick peck on the lips. Tyson’s hand had found its way over her waist and was cupped around her left breast “Where are your manners, dear? Tyson is our guest, we should try to make sure he feels comfortable in our home.” She took my hands in hers and placed them on her back. “Take it off for him. I’m going to fuck him tonight.” Obediently I undid the clasp on her bra and helped her slip her arms out. She sat before him and I felt myself growing harder and harder. His hands went to her breasts and they kissed again. I felt like my pants were going to explode. Renee and Tyson seemed to have forgotten that I was there so I took the chance to slip off the sofa. As I move around to Tyson’s old seat I saw that Renee had managed to unbuckle his belt and was pulling down his zipper. She reached inside and touched his manhood. “Oh my God, its so BIG!” She broke the kiss and looked down as she extracted his cock from his pants. “It’s so big.” 

She got off the sofa and knelt on the floor at his feet. She leant over him and resting her elbows on his knees she buried her head in his lap. For a moment I couldn’t move as I watched my white wife kneeling at the feet of that young black man, her head bobbing up and down. Then overcome by my own desire to see just what he was giving her, I left my chair and moved around the coffee table to their side. Tyson was lying back on the sofa, his legs apart, Renee was kneeling between his legs taking as much of his black cock into her mouth as she could. She sensed my presence and for my benefit allowed her mouth to release Tyson’s cock. I found myself looking at almost 10 inches of black dick. She turned to me and smiled, her eyes never left mine as she placed her hand on the head of his cock and slowly traced his shaft down to the base. I watched hypnotized as her hand moved up and down. 

“How do you feel, honey? Does it make you jealous that I’m going to service this young black man? Or are you too turned on to be jealous?” 

Renee had noticed the bulge in my pants. She reached out towards me, pulled down my zipper and brought out my hard 6 inches. She stroked me and said “Don’t worry, we’ll let you watch everything.”  I looked up and saw that Tyson was watching us. His right hand came down on the back of Renee’s head and she didn’t resist as he pushed her mouth down onto his cock again. She released my cock and looked up at him as he pressed her head down against his manhood. My hand went to my own cock. I stroked myself as I watched their show; I was unable to look away. Tyson looked across at me and smiled. 

He released my wife’s head and she extracted his huge penis from mouth. She bent down and took off his shoes and sock and handed them to me, then with some difficulty managed to take off his pants and underwear. I picked them up off the floor and watched as she stood between his legs and removed his tie and shirt. She held them out to me, but it took a while and an impatient cluck of her tongue before I registered. The sight of my wife standing before my young black colleague, her white skin so well demarcated by his blackness which seemed to almost merge with that of the sofa, his huge ebony rod straining toward her, separated from her sex by only her thin black panties. I felt afraid but terribly excited, I accepted his clothes and watched as Renee took his hands in hers and placed them on her hips. She hooked his thumbs over the elastic of her pants and slowly moved her hips from side to side as his hands moved down her legs, taking her last barrier with them. Her panties hit the floor and she stepped out of them. She knelt up on the sofa, straddling his legs. She looked down at the great black phallus pointing directly at its goal, only millimeters away from her opening. She looked across at me, my hand on my cock, and she smiled. Then she looked down at Tyson and met his kiss.

She was poised over him. I saw her kissing him, her blonde hair falling over his black shoulders. I saw her white breasts hanging forward, then suddenly touching his black chest as she pressed her body against him. I saw the space between them grow smaller and my eyes were drawn down as I heard Renee give a slight gasp. I saw Tyson’s big, black cock touching her, pressing against her. Renee responded by pressing her hips forward against it. She started up a gentle rocking motion with her hips and then reached below and wrapped her small white hand around it. She looked across at me as she guided it toward its goal. Her eyes were locked on mine as it found her opening, as she slowly pressed down on it. Then she cried out and her gaze was torn away as she allowed Tyson inside her. 

Tyson was kissing her breasts. I watched as his black hands suddenly appeared on her ass. He gripped her tightly and pulled her down onto his pole. 

“Oh Tyson. Oh baby!” she screamed, in pain or in pleasure, I wasn’t sure, but she didn’t stop. Renee leaned forward to kiss him continuing her own rocking action, more eager now. His hands were still wrapped around her ass and she drove herself down upon him, giving little gasps in time with her hip movements. I saw her look down, to see his black rod as it entered her. I followed her gaze. I could still see about 4 inches of shaft outside of her. I watched as she thrust forward on him urging him inside her, deeper and deeper. Slowly his cock disappeared inside her she looked across at me then up towards him. 

“You’re inside me.” She whispered,  “You’re black meat is inside me

She looked over at me and she slowly raised her body. I watched as inch by inch of his cock reappeared below her, now shiny and wet. Slowly she sank down on it allowing it to enter her again. “Isn’t it beautiful, honey? I can feel him inside me, he is so deep, deeper than you have ever been. I can feel him stretching me and I can feel myself accommodating him. Soon he will fuck me, I want him to fuck me, and I want you to watch. I want you to watch as your junior fucks your wife, as his big black cock pounds and reshapes me. I want you to watch as a black man puts his seed inside me.”

I could only nod dumbly as she continued her slow rhythm on his cock. She smiled again and then turned her attention back toward Tyson. .” Fuck me. Fuck your white bitch. Show your boss what you’re going to do to his wife.”

Perhaps that was the cue Tyson was waiting for, he looked across at me and said, “I’m gonna fuck your wife, John”.

His black hands gripped her butt more tightly and he pulled her down forcibly as his black rod drove deep inside her. To me it was almost like slow-motion, I only half heard my wife’s yelps and screams as I watched her bounce up and down astride him. His cock seemed so huge and so black beneath her. He pulled her up and I saw 6 inches, then none as their hips came together, then 5 inches, then none, then 7 inches Her hands were on his shoulders, her back arched and her blonde hair moved in time with her body.

He thrust into her and held her against him. She groaned and he flipped her sideways, rolling with her so as not to break their connection. Renee found herself lying on her back on the sofa with Tyson on top of her. “Oooooooh!” she screamed as his weight forced his cock even deeper inside her. “It’s completely filling me! Oh, my God! Fuck me. Fuck ME!” 

I had moved around for a better view. Renee had her hands on his butt, her legs were wrapped around his waist urging him in deeper. I stood fixated for a moment on the contrast of white on black, then was brought back to reality by Renee’s squeals. Tyson was literally pounding her from above. He brought his face down against hers, the kiss serving to silence her screams as he fucked her. From my position behind them I found myself unable to look away from the sight of his black cock ravaging my wife. I was hypnotized by the black snake which was breaking in it’s new home inside my wife. I watched as it disappeared into her then reappeared from inside her, more confident and comfortable with each entry. I almost felt like it was smiling at me. I watched as the snake moved faster and faster, but seemed to show less and less of itself. 

Then suddenly the snake didn’t come out at all. I saw Tyson’s black ass gripped by my wife’s white hands. His pelvis was tight against hers and his scrotum rested on her butt, transmitting short jerky pulses which emanated from the base of his cock. It was then that I knew he was depositing his black seed inside her. Renee’s grip on his butt tightened and her legs pulled him closer to her. I saw her hips making soft circular movements, trying to milk his cock, and I heard her soft voice, “It’s coming. I can feel it. So warm, so hot. It’s so deep inside me. Come on baby. Fill me with your cum.”

She took a hand off his butt and used it to bring his head down to hers. She kissed him on the lips and I heard her whisper, “Stay with me tonight. You feel so perfect inside me. Those parts of my body belong to you. Take what you want from me, anytime you want.”

She seemed to notice my movement from behind them and she continued, “John understands. Today you helped John and I know we both want to thank you. Friends share and friends trust. I’m sure John wont mind sharing his wife with you.”

She looked toward me, “He’s so big, honey. So strong. He is inside me so deep, my body is filled with his seed. It turns you on to see him inside me doesn’t it? 

She waited for an answer. What could I say standing there with my throbbing cock in my hand? I just nodded.

“You won’t mind sharing me with him, will you? You don’t mind if this young, black man has free access to my body? If he touches me when he wants? If he fucks me when he wants? You don’t mind if he stays in our house or sleeps in our bed? If he becomes a part of us?”

I looked down at Tyson. His magnificent black body resting on my wife. I knew I didn’t have a choice, but I didn’t want one anyway. I put my hand on his back and said, “Maybe we would all be a little more comfortable in the bedroom.”

Tyson looked up and laughed. “Now THAT’S a good idea.”

I helped him get up off my wife. I watched as he coaxed his black snake out of its lair. Renee was watching too as it came out of her. We both found ourselves watching it hanging in front of Tyson. Soft and sinuous framed by its dark seed-containing scrotum. I helped Renee up and she moved to him. Her hand went to his waist and his went to her butt. I followed them into the bedroom.

They walked slowly, as if they had all the time in world, and I noticed how Renee pressed close to him as he spoke to her. They spoke to each other softly, Tyson seemed more confident now, his black hand on her butt almost seemed like a stamp of ownership. 

I was a few steps behind when they reached the door of our bedroom. Tyson must have said something funny to her because she suddenly giggle and turned to him. He put his other hand on her ass, pulled her body against his and kissed her. Her breasts were jammed against his chest and I could see the head of his big, black semi-flaccid cock as my wife pressed her pelvis against his. 

Renee broke the kiss and turned to me. “Come on, honey.” she cooed. She held out her hand to me. I moved forward and took it but I couldn’t take my eyes off Tyson’s penis as it lay pressed against my wife’s white skin. Renee pulled me to her, she leaned up at me and her lips brushed against mine. Her lips pressed harder against my lips and she kissed me. I felt her tongue enter my mouth, and then I felt her hand around my cock. She pulled away, her face an inch from mine. “He’s inside me, honey, everywhere. I’m full of his black seed. I can feel it.” Her lips met mine again and I kissed her back, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. I felt her grip on my shaft tighten. “I want you to know what he has done to me.”

She pulled away again, her hand still around my penis. Tyson was still beside her. She looked up at him and kissed him on the lips. She took his black cock in her other hand and stroked it. Somehow, I found the action even more arousing than her kiss. She then turned back to me and smiled. She turned around and walked slowly towards the bed, her hips moved provocatively. When she reached the foot of the bed she stopped. She looked at me over her shoulder. Her legs parted a little and I saw threads of Tyson’s cum moving slowly down the insides of her thighs. I looked at her smooth white butt, and could still almost see Tyson’s black hand covering it possessively. I looked across at Tyson and saw him watching her with his cock in his hand- it seemed to be slowly growing again. I took off the remainder of my clothes as she climbed onto the bed and crawled to the center. She looked back at me again and moved her ass slowly from side to side. I saw Tyson out of the corner of my eye, his eyes hadn’t left her, and his cock was jutting out in front of him, black and strong. He noticed my glance and said, “Man, if you don’t take her, I’m gonna do her again.” 

Renee looked over at him and smiled. She turned over and lay on her back. I climbed onto the bed and crawled over her. I think she guessed I wouldn’t be able to hold out long and as I hovered above her, she bent her knees up, inviting me inside her. I didn’t wait any longer, just took my cock in my right hand and pushed it into her. I knew she was different as soon as I entered her. The head of my penis met no resistance as it penetrated her and I moved inside her easily. I felt her warmth around me, but little pressure on my shaft. I pressed deep into her, deeper than I had ever been before, until I felt her pelvis jammed up against mine.

Renee seemed to know what I was thinking. She whispered to me as she felt me pressing inside her “He went much deeper than you, honey. Can you feel how he reshaped me ? Does his cum feel good around your cock? Fuck me, help push his seed deeper inside me.” 

I started fucking her. She just lay beneath me, her hands on my ass as I pounded away at her from above. My penis moved so easily inside her. I could feel Tyson’s cum everywhere inside her, I could see it coating my shaft as it momentarily reappeared from within my wife. I imagined him inside her and I remembered the sight of him fucking her on the sofa. It wasn’t long before I felt myself cumming inside her. I pressed hard against her as I came, imagining my cum mixing with Tyson’s inside her. 

I rested on her while my cock slowly stopped twitching. My eyes must have been closed, because I remember opening then and turning my head to kiss Renee, only to find her already locked in a passionate kiss with Tyson, who had made his own way onto the bed. Renee was on her back under me and Tyson was on his side, his huge, now erect rod straining towards her, the tip touching the skin of her left thigh. 

I watched then kissing. Tyson’s coarse black features pressed hard against my wife’s delicate white face. It was a union that shouldn’t be, they were so different, such opposites, and represented races from opposite ends of the globe. She was my wife, and he was my colleague. They should never have met, never have touched, and she should never have let him inside her. But they met, and she had let him inside her and his seed was inside her. It seemed so wrong, but it was that very “wrongness” that kept me hypnotized. I saw Renee’s hand on the back of his head. Her other hand had found his black rod. She touched it now with a reverence and familiarity that made me shiver. Her hand gently traced the length of his shaft, from head to base and back again. I saw Tyson’s black scrotum move rhythmically in response to Renee’s caresses. It seemed more like a weapon than a part of a man’s body. The shiny blackness, the smoothness, the rigidity, the hidden power- it seemed unnatural, yet beautiful. Suddenly, I felt the smallest pang of jealousy when I imagined Renee being fucked by that black weapon. 

They almost seemed to have forgotten that I was there. Lying on Renee, my face was only inches from their kiss, and I could feel Tyson’s hand against my thigh as it gripped the inside of my wife’s left leg. I allowed my flaccid member to slip out of Renee and I backed out from between her legs. As I moved back, I suddenly found Tyson’s cock in front of my face. I stopped, mesmerized, watching my wife’s white hand move along his dark shaft. I found myself leaning closer, closer, until the tip hovered in front of my lips, my lips parted and I took him inside my mouth. There was a muffled sound from Tyson, but I didn’t look up, just opened my mouth wider in an attempt to accommodate him. He didn’t pull out. I felt a hand on the back of my head and I felt his strength as he forced himself deeper. Before me I could see his huge black rod disappearing into my mouth. I felt it pressing against the back of my throat. For a while I forgot about what was happening around me. I found the thought of his huge cock inside my mouth more arousing than their kisses, more arousing than his black hands touching her body, more arousing than his black face on her white breasts. When he sensed he could go no deeper, Tyson pulled back a little and began a slow rhythmic motion. His hand gripped back of my head as he slowly fucked my face, and I accepted as much of him as I could as I watched his blackness moving in and out of my mouth.

I was interrupted by the sound of my wife’s voice. “Hey, boy, save a little of that for me.”

Tyson released his grip on the back of my head. He withdrew his glistening black dick from my mouth. I looked at it in awe. Gazing up at them I saw that my wife was looking at it in the same way. Her gaze returned to him. His eyes were locked on hers. I moved out of the way as he crawled over her leg until he was kneeling between her legs, his black pole erect, hovering half an inch in front of its target. His hands were on the bed next to her shoulders and his eyes held hers; I knew she couldn’t look away. Not even to watch him enter her.

I heard him whisper as he looked down at my wife. “I’m gonna fuck you, Renee. My black seed is already inside you. I’m gonna fill you up with my black cum. Does it feel good to service a black man? Does it feel good to be fucked by a young black man that hubby brought back from the office.”

He let the tip of his cock touched her. Her mouth opened a little but she didn’t look away. “Can you feel it?”

Renee’s hand went to his cock. She held it against her opening. Their eyes remained locked together as her other hand appeared on his ass. She didn’t speak just watched his face as the tip of his cock slowly entered her. Its size and color seemed almost unreal. I watched as it slowly disappeared inside her. Renee offered less resistance this time, and Tyson didn’t falter as his ebony rod re-entered familiar territory. Renee let out little grunts as it sank deeper and deeper inside her, but she never took her eyes away from his. When he had almost bottomed out, Tyson began to fuck her slowly. Renee’s hands went to his butt as he set up his, now familiar, rhythm. He fucked her more easily than before, with less urgency.

“Does it feel good inside you?” he whispered as he looked down at her. Renee nodded slowly. “It’s all stretched out of shape now. Stretched to accommodate my big, black dick. What’s it like to be fucked by a black man? What’s it like to be filled with his cum?”

Renee still didn’t look away. “Fuck me.” she said. “Fuck me with your black dick. I can feel you inside me. Fill me up with your cum.” She hooked her legs up over his back and her hips started to move against Tyson. She smiled up at him and draped on arm around his shoulders, then she looked across at me and she pressed her body against Tyson. She kept her eyes on mine as their movements became faster. My gaze shifted to Tyson as he banged away at her faster and faster. His black shaft still seemed impossibly big as it disappeared then reappeared between her legs. I looked back at Renee’s white frame beneath him, accepting him, accommodating him. I saw his black hand on her white butt as he pulled her body against his, forcing himself deeper.

There lips met as Tyson’s thrusts quickened. Renee had a hand on the back of his head as she pushed her tongue inside his mouth. 

“Oh, ohhh.” I heard her exclaim as Tyson buried himself deep inside her and remained there. I could tell from the pulsation at the base of his cock that he was emptying himself inside her again. Renee pulled him against her, encouraging his cum deeper inside her.

“Oh it’s so hot.” I heard her say to him. I could imagine his warmth, spurting out inside her, releasing its seed in waves. 

She lay there below him, unmoving as he injected his cum inside her. After what seemed an eternity, his penis became still. He remained there, lying on Renee, his rod still inside her, as she slowly stroked his butt. They kissed softly, deeply, and Renee smiled as she fell asleep beneath him. 

I’m not sure exactly what woke me up. It could have been the fingers of dawn as they crept into our bedroom, but more likely it was a noise or movement produced by Renee and Tyson. As I slowly brushed the sleep out of my eyes, I was jerked into wakefulness by Renee’s voice. “Its just so BIG!”

I looked across at them. Renee was on her knees, her ass raised and her face was pressed against the mattress. Tyson was behind her on one knee, his left hand pressing down on the small of my wife’s back, his right hand gripping her right hip. From my position I could see his erect ebony pole pressing against her ass. He smiled across at me, then pushed forward against Renee. Renee gave a little scream, but Tyson didn’t relax, just smiled at me. I rolled across toward Renee, put a hand on hers and said, “Just relax honey. Let him inside.”

I don’t know if that was what did it, but suddenly I noticed something give. Renee moaned, “Aaaooh. Oh fuck!” she managed to say. “He’s inside me, honey. He’s gonna fuck my ass.”

Tyson seemed to know that he had broken through her resistance. I heard him sigh as he forced his cock into Renee. He retracted a little then pushed forward again and I watched as the black skin of his thighs came slowly closer until it rested against the white skin of her butt cheeks.  Renee looked as if she was in a state of suspended animation. She looked so helpless underneath Tyson’s bulk. Her face, slightly turned up, held a dazed expression that showed a delicate balance of pain and pleasure. This changed as Tyson started moving inside her. A gasp escaped her lips as he withdrew his member and the fullness inside her subsided. The fullness was quickly replaced as he drove himself into her. Renee screamed. Again and again he hammered her from behind. I listened to my wife’s cries as they fell into time with his thrusts. Any element of distress seemed to have been lost as Renee started to push back against him-her white skin of her butt seemed so pale against his dark skin. Her back was arched at an incredible angle. She reached behind and I saw her hand fall on his thigh. However the loss of support from that arm was enough to cause her to lose balance. She seemed to crumple beneath him and he came down on top of her. I almost lost sight of her as Tyson lay spread-eagled on top of her. A white leg jutting out from underneath his, and a splash of blonde hair were all that were left of my wife.

Tyson allowed himself to roll slightly sideways, bringing Renee with him. Renee was facing me. One of Tyson’s hands covered her left breast; his other hand was hooked around her right leg, keeping it up, keeping her open as he continued to pound her from behind. Renee’s eyes were closed, and my gaze fell to her pelvis. Her pelvis moved against his and his black dick seemed to move more easily in her now. Like her cunt, her ass had been stretched by his black monster until it could accommodate all of him. And I knew it would receive him whenever he demanded entry. 

My hand was around my own erection. I lay on my side in front of my wife. I wriggled my hips toward her until the tip of my penis was just outside her pussy. The force of Tyson’s thrusts pushed her forward to meet me. Her eyes opened as se felt a new pressure against her opening. She smiled dreamily as she saw me then closed her eyes again. My hand joined Tyson’s on her right leg. I gripped it and drove my cock into her. I was instantly aware of Tyson’s huge cock, bulging through the thin membrane that separated him from me. I could feel his strength against the back of my cock as he fucked my wife’s ass. We were so close. I could even feel the weight of his scrotum as it slapped against mine.  The feeling was incredible. I moved closer against my wife and started to fuck her. I tried to match Tyson’s rhythm, picturing his huge black cock as it slid alongside mine, enjoying the feeling of my wife jammed between us. Tyson fucked her hard. He gripped her hips and pounded her. He pushed her forward and she rolled onto her stomach, with me under her. Pinned beneath them, I could do nothing but lay there. I could feel the full force of Tyson’s thrusts as he fucked Renee, jamming her down on my cock. I could feel his manhood as it rubbed against mine inside her. I knew I could hold on much longer. I noticed that my hands had made their way to Tyson’s butt, urging him deeper. And then I came. I cried out as I came, but they didn’t notice. Tyson continued to hammer her until he deposited his load inside her. His cock seemed to swell to an impossible size and the cum almost seemed to explode out of him.

“Oh, baby.” my wife said as he came to rest on top of her. “Oh fuck!”

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