She aint dry anymore

He was sitting in the chair, watching his wife getting her brains fucked out....
more correctly, he was jacking off, watching her getting it good from a black
guy.

He had to admit, even though the guy was over weight, he sure knew how to fuck.

His cock was only a modest 7 inches, but it was very big around and the knob was
big enough to have made his wife cry when he first put it in her cunt.

She deserved the rough fucking she was getting.... Lately she was just too
tired, or whatever story she could come up with, to not have sex with him. The
few times in the last month that he had put it in her, she was dry and just lay
there. Those fucks had not been enjoyable, and after the last time, he had
rolled off her, and jacked himself off to a much needed orgasm.

She had acted disgusted, and had sneered at him that he was a "fucking pervert".
THAT had been the last straw. The next day at work, a co-worker had asked him
what was wrong, and he had rattled off the story of what had happened the
previous night. Surprisingly, the co-worker understood what he was going
through, and suggested he talk with the black guy in shipping.

"Are you fucking nuts?", he had snapped. "I'm not gonna talk with that fat
nigger about my wife".

But the guy had told him that the guy in shipping had helped another couple out,
and that couple were not having sex problems anymore.

So after several days of fretting about how to approach the guy, he finally
invited the guy out for a beer during lunch hour, and ended up telling the guy
about his wife.

The black guy had listened quietly, while he told him how his wife just wasn't
interested in sex anymore, and how she had berated him a few nights ago.

When he had finished telling his story, the black guy just looked at him while
he was sipping his beer, and finally told him that what she probably needed was
to be fucked by someone she didn't know.

"That would probably get her juices flowing again" he said.

"You don't know my wife.... she would spit in my face if i even suggested
something like that", the husband said.

"What you need, is to put one of these little pills in a drink, and she will be
ready to fuck an elephant" replied the black man, as he produces a little yellow
pill.

"Just make sure she has had a couple of drinks, and then slip this in there, and
within 30 minutes she will be ready", he had said.

They had set up a time for later that evening for the black guy to show up
unannounced .

At first she had acted her snotty self as usual, but then she had started
fidgeting with her bra, complaining how it was rubbing her under her breasts.
This was not at all like his wife. Sexual stuff was just something she never
brought up, and here she had unbuttoned her blouse and was tugging on her bra.

When the door bell had rung, he had jumped up and let the black guy in.

His wife had quickly buttoned up her blouse and looked at him suspiciously. He
had introduced the guy, and told her the story about how he was going to help
him remodel the shipping department.

Another drink was poured, and she was sipping on it almost non stop. He noticed
that she had been crossing and uncrossing he legs, and seemed flushed.

"Damn, maybe those pills do work" he thought to himself.

Finally the black guy had gotten her into a conversation about plants, or some
fucking thing like that, and had ended up sitting next to his wife. As they
talked, he had gotten closer and closer to her.

When he had leaned over and given her a light kiss, she had been caught by
surprise. In fact, her husband had expected her to slap the guy silly, but
instead she had giggled and fidgeted with her blouse some more.

Within 5 minutes, he had driven her back into couch, accepting his deep
french kisses. She had not even acted like her husband was in the same room
with them. It was like she was in her own little world.

When the black guy looked over to see if her husband was okay with this, he
smiled when he saw that the husband already had his cock out, and was jacking it
off.

He quickly unzipped his pants, and took his sizable cock out.

When he roughly pulled her head down to his cock, he heard the husband groan.

The husband was sitting there with cum flowing down over his hand, as he watched
his wife struggle with the huge cock head. She had resisted only a little bit,
until the guy had pushed down hard on her head, and it had gone in.

As it went in deeper, she started to gag, but the black guy just smiled and
pushed down harder on her head.

And so the evening had gone.

He had cum in her mouth, and made her swallow it. After she had finally been
let up off of his cock, she had looked over at her husband with glazed eyes.
There was a telltale string of cum from her lips going down to her tits.

The black guy had yanked her by the hair, telling her to get her panties off,
and she just complied to the order.

He had laid her back onto the couch, and started forcing his cock into her cunt.
No foreplay, no nothing. He had one of her legs pushed back into her chest, and
was pushing into her, while she kept saying no, over and over again.

The black guy evidently must have good staying power, cause he finally got his
huge cock head into her pussy, and gave a mighty push.

He had started to get up to cleanup his cock, but when his wife had started
protesting, he just had to stay there and watch the action. After having cum,
he noticed that his cock was still rock hard. That was something that he had
not experienced in many years.

It looked so erotic, what with the big black man fucking her, and her now
gasping for air. Her eyes seemed to have rolled into the back of her head, and
she was digging her nails into the black guys ass.

She was was actually "enjoying the fucking" this nigger was giving her, he
thought.

He started cumming again, when the black guy turned to him smiling and said,
"she ain't dry anymore man".