Chapter 4
Yvonne tried to explain.
"I wanted to have you shoot your load in my mouth. I'm sorry."
A smile formed on Lee's face. He was pleased that she was this eager to have him fill her mouth with his cum load.
"Sure, baby," he told her. "I don't want to deprive a sweet blow-job artist like you of your milk."
She licked anxiously up and down the length of his penis. She tickled the tip of his cock with her tongue. He enjoyed the sensitive glands portion of his penis being massaged with her tongue movements.
"Slip your mouth over it now," he insisted, " 'cause I'm almost there."
Letting her mouth move up and down the length of his hard penis shaft, she was entertaining him.
"Suck me off," he begged her anxiously. "Suck me off, baby. That's it. Suck me."
He was getting more and more aroused.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "that's what I want. Now you're doing it. Suck it."
She was developing a rhythm with her mouth. He loved to see her moving up and down at such a swift tempo. He was eager to feed her his cum.
"I've got a nice load for you in my balls, baby," he assured her. "Oh, just keep pulling on 'em. That's it."
Lee was pleased with the way she clasped his thick cock firmly. He liked the fact that she was focusing the attention of her month movements on the head of his shaft. That was where the majority of the sensation existed. He also liked her fancy finger work along his balls.
"Eat me," he exclaimed anxiously. "Suck me off. Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Suck me off. That's what I want you to do. Suck it, darling, suck it."
He was really excited now. He rammed hard. All of the sudden his penis erupted in her mouth. She gulped hungrily.
"Eat it," he insisted. "Suck every drop of it. Swallow it. Oh, baby, suck my cum out of my cock."
Lee's hot white cream shot down her throat. She loved the bitter taste of his cum.
When she'd finished sucking and swallowing his seed, she pulled off. She rested her head affectionately on his thigh.
"I envy your husband. I really do."
"I guess you're single," she looked up at him.
"No, but I might as well be as far as getting any fucks," he told her.
"What's wrong?"
"I married a refrigerator," he complained.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she told him.
"So am I. But there's nothing I can do about it. Half the time she says I don't do it right. Then I can't get it up. That's what happens when a woman destroys a man."
"You ought to divorce her."
"Much easier said than done," Lee explained. "I would have to give her half of everything I've got."
"So you find it easier to pick up women like you did me today at the bar."
"You guessed it," he told her. "It's as simple as that. You see, you wanted to get some extra change. Maybe you want to buy yourself a new dress or something. I want to get some kicks. And you give them to me. It's a fair exchange."
All at once a sudden urge to reveal the truth to Lee took place in Yvonne.
"Would it surprise you if I said you were the first one?" she asked him.
"First what?"
"First customer," she smiled proudly.
"Would it surprise you," he asked her point blank, "if I told you that about half of the chicks I've balled tell me this?"
Yvonne was put out. In her case it was the truth. Lee couldn't appreciate that fact apparently.
"All right, tiger," she told him, "maybe I've been too good to you. Maybe I shouldn't tell you anything about myself."
"I found it's a better policy not to talk about your own sex life," he nodded.
He gave her two twenties and a ten. He got dressed and left her alone. Yvonne lay there, naked and confused. Finally she knew she had to get home.
She stopped at the bar on the way, had a drink, and came home late. Daryl had already gotten home before her.
"Where have you been, honey?"
"Shopping," she told him.
"For what?"
"I didn't find what I was looking for," she said quietly as she went to the kitchen and began fixing dinner.
After dinner, Daryl made a suggestion that stunned her.
"Would you mind an awful lot if I accepted an invitation to a swap party?"
"What are on earth are you talking about?"
"There's this guy at the office," he explained. "He's going to give a swap party. It'll be interesting. Everybody is going to take their car keys and put them down in a ring. The women will pick up the different car rings. The only thing they won't allow is for a man to have sex with his own wife. That would be immoral, according to their rules."
"You've sure got it twisted," she shook her head. "I guess everybody is sick on sex these days."
"Well, you've got to have some variety," he told her. "Not that you're not satisfying me. As a matter of fact, you've been wonderful lately. But I think you would enjoy some variety, too."
"Would it come as a big surprise to you," she asked him, "if I told you that I find you all the man I want?"
"Yes," he nodded, "quite frankly, it would. I have a feeling that you always are trying to get more."
Yvonne felt that as long as he was being so honest, she might as well, too.
"All right, I'll go to the swap party. I would enjoy having some other men, too."
"That's exactly what I figured," he told her with a sly smile.
The following weekend, Yvonne joined her husband to go to a suburban swap party.
Daryl had one drink and she had one, too. That helped ease her tension.
"I'm gonna feel real awkward undressing before everybody and picking up that damn car key. It makes me feel as though I'm some sort of a sex slave."
"Look," Daryl told her, "if you're gonna keep griping about it, we'll go back home. I'll just say to hell with it."
"If you want to go home, all right," she mumbled.
Daryl had no intention of turning back at this point.
"I said if you complained once more I would do that," he reminded her.
Yvonne didn't complain once more.
When they arrived at the suburban home, she was thankful it was set quite a distance back from the highway. For she had visions of some kind of a raid. She thought at least they would have time to put a stitch of clothing on.
When they got into the place, she was surprised to see the way everyone was behaving. For the patio pool area was a maze of naked people parading around in the buff.
"We're gonna have a dip in the pool first," her husband told her.
The hostess greeted her at the door.
"Hi," she smiled as she looked at Daryl. "How's your pecker?"
"I've had a hard-on ever since I knew of this party," Daryl smiled.
"Good, darling," she told him. "I know you're going to enjoy it. We have a lot of women here who are just dying to get your car key."
"And a lot of men here would like to have my wife," Daryl proudly introduced Yvonne.
Yvonne met Betty and then she met Betty's husband, Dale.
"Pleased to meet you, Dale," she smiled.
Later that evening after a dip and some drinks, Daryl and Yvonne sat naked in a semi-circle in the middle of the living room floor. For the men's car keys had all been placed in a heap. Now the various women were picking them out.
Yvonne picked a set of car keys and then she looked at the stunning man whose car key she had picked. A naked black man got to his feet.
"Hi, beautiful," he smiled.
He walked over to her and introduced himself.
"I'm Willard," he told her. "What's your name, baby?"
"Yvonne," she smiled.
Willard took her by the hand and led her to a bedroom. Her husband watched.
"What do you like to do most of all?" Willard smiled at her as he looked at her beautiful body.
"I guess I like to suck," she smiled.
"I've got a nice licorice stick here for you to suck on," Willard said proudly as he held his huge black shaft out to her in an open invitation.
"All right, tiger," she grinned. "I'll take you on."
Willard held his black cock out to her and she moved over to the bed. She surprised him when she suggested that he role over and let her suck on his asshole first.
"A woman after my own heart," she smiled.
Rolling over, he displayed his black behind and slapped his ass playfully.
"Suck it for me, baby."
She got down there and first massaged his black ass cheeks with her bosoms. Willard enjoyed the sensation of her generous-sized bosoms moving back and forth across his bare behind.
"Now suck my ass," he commanded her. "Go ahead and suck me."
Finally she let her tongue lash at his bare black ass cheeks. He enjoyed it. She would massage one ass cheek while she would lick the other! Next, he arched his buttocks, leaving no doubt in her mind about what he expected from her.
Her tongue slid up his asshole.
"All the way," Willard begged her. "Slide your tongue up all the way."
She let her tongue slip all the way up his black asshole.
"Now you're sucking," he told her. "That's wonderful."
As her tongue penetrated his black asshole, he twisted around.
"Oh, yes," he exclaimed, "I love it when you do that to me. Keep it up. Oh, darling, suck my asshole."
She teased his big black balls with her finger tips while she tongued his ass out.
Willard was becoming more and more aroused every moment
"Yes, yes," he cried ecstatically, "Suck my asshole. Suck me."
Reaching around, she gripped his huge penis. She pulled slowly on his mammoth male member while she went on tonguing his asshole. He loved the erotic sensation.
"Keep it up," he told her. "That's just like I like it. Now you're doing it. Oh, baby, suck my asshole. Suck it good."
Her skill at sucking on his behind had him shaking.
"Baby, play with my pecker," he told her. "Pull on it. You'd be surprised how big I can get it."
This was the kind of erotic excitement that he had always wanted. But it was also the kind of erotic excitement that he was finding difficult to obtain.
"Keep your tongue sliding up my ass," he begged eagerly.
Her tongue continued plunging up his rectum. And every penetration into his asshole caused Willard to let out a small moan of pleasure.
At the same time her hand was clasping his long, thick penis. She was pulling on it smoothly.
"Jerk me," he begged her, "and then when I reach that point, baby, I want you to slide underneath me so I can feed it to your face."
She went on stroking him and tonguing his ass out until she felt it was time for her to get a mouthful.
Finally she withdrew her tongue and released her hand grip on his thick penis.
Willard raised his leg up. She got underneath him. Looking up she gripped his penis. She clasped it to her lips and sucked the tip of it. He loved the way she was nursing on his penis. At the same time she clasped his black ass cheeks. Now her mouth held his cock firmly in place as her hands clasped his round, black buttocks. She squeezed his black bottom as she went on sucking off his cock.
"Suck me," he told her, "Suck me. That's it. Suck it off. Oh, baby, get the rhythm. Oh, honey, you're gonna love it. Keep it up. Oh, I've got something for you. Eat me."
It was exciting to her to open her eyes and see his long, shiny black penis stabbing her mouth. She enjoyed clasping it tightly with her lips.
"I'm almost there," he told her. "Yes. Oh, baby, I've got it for you."
She loved the confidence that he displayed as he plunged his long, hard, black cock into her mouth.
"Eat me," Willard gasped as he finally flashed his white juice in her mouth.
His white cum trickled from the corners of her lips as she sucked hard.
"Get every drop of it," he told her. "That's what I want you to do. Suck it. Oh, baby, get happy. Eat it."
She was happy all right. She was more than willing to suck and lick and eat him. She had given him the best cock job she knew how. And he appreciated it.
"Ohhh, keep it up," he panted. "There's still some more in there."
When she had finished sucking and swallowing all his seed, she eased off him. Willard just looked at her a minute. His body was sweating and he was panting.
"That was" a wild mouth workout," he told her. "I enjoy giving blow jobs."
"I can tell," Willard grinned. He got to his feet and walked over toward the door.
"Where are you going, tiger?"
"Thought I'd get me some more booze."
Willard went out and soon returned. He brought a bottle of vodka and a quart of orange juice with him.
"Can I mix you a screwdriver?"
"Would love one," she smiled.
After he had fixed her a drink and they had sipped some together, he got to talking.
"I like these little parties. It gives a man an opportunity to enjoy something. I'm sorry, but it seems as if you're married and it's the toughest thing for your mate to take care of you."
"That's the truth," she pondered deeply as she agreed with his observation.