Thursday, 31 October 2013

INSIDE OUT

You know it's that time of year when you get all the 
copper-bearing bottom paint, the power sander, rollers, 
extensions and tape and head down to your sailboat for 
three days to redo the bottom in preparation for re-
launching it for the current sailing season. Old 
clothes, a tall ladder to get up into the boat with and 
the pleasure of a shower each day after the mess is over 
with until the next when it's dry and you can put the 
last coat on. 

It's 75 miles each way to where the boat is slipped or 
kept out on land for the winter so I usually go down and 
sleep on the boat a couple of nights and use the 
marina's heated showers and bathroom. The television 
works and there's a heater when I hook the boat up to 
the yard's electric power just like it was in its slip 
and hooked up to 120 volt shore power. Lots of meals at 
the local restaurant, a couple of extra blankets aboard 
and a certain amount of satisfaction when you're done. 

This year looked to me to be a pretty easy year and when 
I left I told my wife Sarah that I wouldn't be more than 
three days but if I could do it in two I'd use the cell 
phone and call to let her know I'd be home earlier. 
We've been married awhile and a few days away never hurt 
anything with her work schedule and mine. I miss her and 
all her freckles and softness but it always is nice when 
I get home too.

This year everything went right. The weather cooperated, 
the ablative coating was thin enough to need only 
minimal sanding and by 4 o'clock on Sunday I was done. I 
decided to go to the showers, get cleaned up and head 
home and surprise Sarah. Wouldn't be much of a surprise 
if I called her so I didn't. 

I did stop to buy her a pot full of blooming daffodils 
which had been forced over the winter and sat it on the 
car's front seat while I hummed my way homeward, 
expecting to surprise Sarah. The car glided around the 
last bend and up our driveway while I relaxed, happy to 
finally be home with the task done for another year. The 
porch light was on and there was a bicycle in the 
driveway, which wasn't ours, which was unusual at 7:30 
on a dark Sunday evening.

I walked around the bike and thought that it looked 
almost like Edward Offeou's, the husband of a Nigerian 
couple who lived in a 6,000 square foot home three doors 
from ours. Curious thing, but we all were friends or at 
least nodding acquaintances. 

It was my habit to walk back to the garden and check on 
the plants before I went in and I followed my habit that 
night as well. The garden was fine and I turned back 
towards the house to close the car and go in and say 
hello when I noticed my master bedroom lights were on 
and the shades partially open. 

You could see in easily because of the low light inside 
but no one could see out so I detoured over there to see 
what it looked like since I'd never been outside like 
that before. The sidewalk was just next to the two 
bedroom windows and I stopped when I got to it and 
carefully looked in.

To say I was surprise would be putting it mildly. As far 
as I knew, she had never cheated and neither had I, but 
when I looked in I was completely shocked to see the 
dark black skin of Edward on his back laid across the 
cream colored sheets of our king sized bed. Next to him 
was my very naked wife Sarah on hands and knees with her 
eyes focused on Edward's groin where his enormous 
erection was waving and standing firm. Her breasts hung 
down brushing back and forth over his thighs and her 
stomach sagged below the dark bush between her parted 
legs which were moving in little, regular movements.

My heart stopped and my breathing staggered while I 
attempted to take it all in. At first, I couldn't and 
wouldn't believe it. 

During the time I was coming to grasp with the reality 
of what I saw, Sarah reached out and put one hand at the 
base of his stomach and curled her slim fingers and palm 
around his cock down at the base in his curly hair then 
pulled the skin upwards while she watched with parted 
lips and obvious lust. Her naked knees were apart and 
she was almost panting. Her butt was totally exposed and 
obviously ready. I'd never seen her from an angle like 
this while we had sex. 

It was damned exciting in a perverse sort of way and had 
me stopped cold, not even worrying about the fact that 
it was my wife I was watching. I was surprised at all of 
it but did nothing to stop it. As I stood, they 
continued, passion totally controlling them.

As her curled hand pulled the skin upwards, it slid over 
the helmeted head of his huge cock and hid it beneath 
the rich black skin showing only the outline, which she 
dripped one drop of spit on. Obviously, he had an 
uncircumcised and very large cock. I wasn't small or 
average, maybe above average, but this was enough to get 
any woman who got this far excited enough to go the rest 
of the way. 

The contrast with his dark skin on the sheets and my 
wife's fair skin was a tableau that just never occurred 
any other way and kept me speechless and motionless. I 
ought to have run in and shot the bastard or maybe both 
of them but I didn't. Instead, I just stood there doing 
something I'd never done before... I watched.

Edward, on the other hand was very involved and tensed 
the muscles of his butt which pushed his cockhead 
towards her face as he reached out for one of her 
swinging breasts and held her nipple between his fingers 
and thumb and pulled as her hand pulled the skin back 
down the shaft to reveal the pinkish color head of his 
cock with its wet little drip of clear lubricant which 
oozed out of the slit at the top. 

It was too much for Sarah who swallowed it with one 
gulp, obviously wrapping her tongue around the shaft, 
laving it with spit and passion. Her other hand found 
his balls and lifted them from the sheets, rolled them 
in her palm. As she did, she started bucking her hips, 
which were now facing me. Her bottom was open and her 
vagina swollen and rounded on both sides with moisture 
lacing the long joint where her lips came together 
undulating down its length. 

As I watched, her hips stopped, jiggled then started to 
move rhythmically until she took her mouth off his cock 
and said something I couldn't hear to Edward. It was all 
he needed as he hoisted her up then helped her straddle 
his legs with hers, putting her pussy right over the 
head of his cock. She reached down as they kissed and 
guided the head against her vagina lips. No more than 
one rub up and one part way down and she slammed her 
hips over it and forced it inside her with one powerful 
and needy shove.

They stroked like that five or six times until her 
stomach muscles coiled and ground, started that 
squeezing inside which meant she was going to cum. When 
she did, she pushed her hips down as he pulled until 
Edward's cock was inside her all the way to the curly 
hair at the base, expanding her width and making her 
head tip back and cry out as she came. 

Her splatter came oozing out past her pussy lips which 
sealed imperfectly now against Edward's wide cock and 
ran down his balls as she came and came in pulse after 
pulse until he couldn't help himself and thrust the big 
cock upward carrying her entire body with it as he came. 

It was too much. My cock was hard as a rock and I wanted 
to kill both of them or watch forever. It was hard to 
tell which and hard to tell what to do next. Somehow, 
barging in didn't seem to be the thing to do any longer 
so I went back to the car, started it and left the 
driveway to drive around the block and cool off for ten 
or fifteen minutes. When I was cooler, I decided that 
the cell phone might be the first thing for me to do and 
see what she would do when I called and said I was ten 
minutes away.

I dialed and it rang three times before she picked it 
up. It was very quiet on her end when I told her I'd 
finished early and had a flower for her in ten minutes 
when I'd be home. She was valiant, hardly did more than 
skip a quick breath as she told me she'd be taking a 
shower when I got there and would be right out. I hung 
up, looked at my watch and waited ten minutes. 

In five, Edward came out with his underwear wadded into 
a pocket, grabbed his bike and rode out of our driveway 
and over to his house. In ten, I pulled in the driveway 
and took the flowers and my sailing stuff inside and put 
the painting stuff away before saying hello into the 
master bathroom. It was always nice to see a freshly 
made bed and a clean wife after being gone two days. 
There was a new room deodorant spray smell in the room, 
which was pleasant but doubtless covered up the musky 
smell of sex.

Somehow, I managed a hello and revealed nothing. Sarah 
finished her shower and must have been the greatest 
actress ever to join me and act like absolutely nothing 
had happened other than red skin and wide eyes 
presumably from her shower. I suppose I was hurt but at 
the same time, I had been wildly excited and knew that 
in the cosmic calculus, she "owed" me one. It would be 
one I'd never taken and I kind of liked the idea that I 
could do the same and be guilt free. Maybe after I had, 
I would bring it all up and we could be balanced again.

Time would tell as we spent the evening as we always did 
before bed. In bed, she was unreal, sucked my cock and 
fucking me like there was no tomorrow even sliding her 
ass over it, which was usually only a birthday treat. 
This wasn't all bad and I was the only one who knew that 
I knew!

By Monday, I was back in the groove and we returned to 
work her at hers and me at mine. Nothing happened while 
we were around each other constantly and two weeks 
passed with me wondering when I ought to see about 
getting my little guilt-free affair in. Truth is, I had 
no clue. 

The problem took care of itself a week later. I work at 
home some days and this Tuesday was one of those days. 
Sarah went in to work and I worked all morning long in 
my studio. At noon, I took a break and went for a walk. 
I circled the development and returned past Edward's 
house. When I got near the garage, I could see his wife, 
Bahia, inside, agitated and upset. I said hello and she 
only waved which was unusual so I walked up the drive to 
see if I could help. 

Well, when I got there, I could see she had been crying. 
I didn't need to say anything because she stopped with a 
decisive nod of her head to herself and motioned me over 
into the garage.

"Bill, I'm glad you came over. Please come inside with 
me. There is something I have to talk about with you."

I was pretty sure I knew that it was going to come out 
or already had about her Edward and my Sarah and I 
hesitated. She reached out and touched my hand with hers 
saying, "Come on, silly. I won't bite."

She turned and walked the length of the garage in her 
soft dress as I followed her through it then up the few 
steps into the house. When we were inside she reached 
around for the garage opener and triggered it down. "We 
don't need stray pets in here. Come in. Can I get you a 
soft drink? A beer maybe?"

Bahia was a very light skinned black woman with perhaps 
a hint of European somewhere in her background. She was 
tall at 5' 10" and had a narrow waist with generous hips 
atop long and slender legs. Her neck was elegant and her 
eyes piercing with soft, dark hair fashioned as much 
European as her African heritage. 

When she turned and asked me for the beer, I couldn't 
help but notice her breasts that swelled the top of her 
simple dress, obviously swinging freely without the 
benefit of a bra. If you were into counting size, I'd 
have to guess 44DD and full nipples. It was enough to 
get a reaction from my libido.

She cut right to the chase. "You know about Edward and 
Sarah?"

All I could do was take a sip and nod. "Was it just 
once?"

She sniffled, firmed up then said, "Yes, just once with 
Sarah."

"How do you feel about it, Bahia?"

"You know, I'm hurt, worried, all that. He's been in 
demand before and I've had to find a way to live with 
it. Have you and Sarah talked about it too?"

"No. In fact, she doesn't know I know. I got home early 
and happened to walk around back and see them through 
the window. I felt like a voyeur and waited until Edward 
left before I came in. Cowardly, I guess."

"I've never watched anyone else do it. If you watched, 
you know why she had Edward, don't you?"

He just nodded. "He's striking and," He paused here. 
"He's big, very big and very black."

"Exactly. Well, I wouldn't hold it against her, she's 
not his first." She looked sideways and puzzled and 
asked, "By the way, why didn't you say something to 
her?" She looked curiously waiting for an answer.

He stumbled and fumbled for words at the directness of 
her question. "Well, I, ah, uh, I sort of figured it was 
part of the cosmic calculus."

She pulled her head up and her eyes regained their smile 
as she whipped the following towards him. "The what?"

"I've never cheated and I figure now I am owed one. 
After that I was going to tell her and see where it 
lead."

She laughed enough to shake the big breasts resting 
inside her cotton dress. "The cosmic calculus, eh. Has 
it worked out for you yet?"

Explosively, he snorted. "Christ, Bahia, I haven't done 
anything. Nothing, zip, nada."

Bahia's eyes flashed at him and she put her elegantly 
long hand out touching his knee. "Want to?"

"With you?"

She looked straight into his eyes and nodded before 
saying, "Now. It's time I got some of the cosmic 
calculus as well."

Even more stunned than he had been the other night 
looking through the window, all he could think of was to 
repeat his question. "Now?"

"Uh, huh." When the word left her lips, she winked, 
reached up, ripped the top of her dress open and spilled 
the biggest breasts he'd ever seen out before his eyes 
and said, "Hold them. You wouldn't regret it."

They swung from the middle of her chest out to the sides 
and back, heavy with flesh and firmness as she moved his 
hand to the bottom of her right breast and felt his hand 
cup her aureole and nipple; hold the weight of it in his 
hand.

She looked down and parted her lips when she sighed with 
the feelings his touch sent through her body. "Hal, look 
at how white your hand looks against my skin? Isn't it 
wonderful?"

He melted with one look around to be sure they were 
alone before nodding and moving his head closer to hers 
and feeling the heat of her lips which were without 
makeup but wide and somewhat thicker than Sarah's; 
sensual just by existing. 

Their lips touched and she moved her legs apart but 
closer to him, shimmying and shaking to drop the dress 
from her hips leaving her standing with swaying breasts 
and a pair of white high-cut panties. Her mouth opened 
and his tongue went inside hers as she did the same to 
him. Below, her hand had coursed across his chest and 
unbuckled his belt and undone his pants which dropped 
and caused him to step away, dressed only in his boxers.

Bahia sucked on his tongue and pushed her other breast 
against him as her hand slid inside his shorts and found 
his balls at the bottom and cradled them before feeling 
upward and moving around his fully engaged cock. The 
touch was electric and he pulled back from her lips 
approvingly.

As he did so, she whispered in his ear, "This is only 
the second cock I've ever touched, Hal, but it's the 
second big one I've had and I'm going to fuck you until 
your cosmic clock is cleaned out."

Before he could even move, she dropped to her knees, 
tits sliding down his front and over his cock and sucked 
the head inside her mouth. He could see her lips sealing 
around it and feel the warmth of his head at the back of 
her throat as her tongue moved over and around his 
shaft, cushioning it, cradling it, heating it with her 
moisture. 

"No white woman could ever match the ability of her 
large tongue and lips to suck a cock," was the only 
thought that ran through his mind. Certainly Sarah 
hadn't been able to come close. He had died and gone to 
heaven as she held his balls and sucked his cock, 
inhaling in noisy, fast breaths.

Over her back he looked down the bumps of her spine to 
where her hips divided and could see the tips of her 
vaginal lips and hair as they glistened, swelled and 
moved with her efforts. The more he watched, the more he 
wanted his cock inside her and later on top of her tits.

She must have felt it and moved easily when he asked 
her, "Bahia, honey, I want you and I want you now. Let's 
go to the bedroom on your bed."

Her slurp as his cock slipped out of her mouth was 
answer enough before she sprinted away down the hall, 
big butt cheeks flying and legs churning as he raced to 
catch up.

She fell on the bed and rolled on her back as she pulled 
her legs up to her tits and showed him her pussy. He 
stopped and touched it, the first black pussy he had 
ever touched. She jerked and ground her hips at the 
touch but moaned happily as he returned and parted her 
lips with his finger to reveal the pinkest inner vagina 
he'd ever seen surrounded by dark skin. It was too much 
and his head bobbed and his tongue touched her button in 
the keyhole at the top. She screamed, "Shit, Hal. Shit, 
Shit, Shit. Fuck me. Fuck me now."

His cock was dripping his own juices as he slid his 
tongue up her vagina and then down and dug it into her 
pink and moist opening. He took his time and did it 
three times before he noticed her tummy starting to jerk 
spasmodically. Quickly, he raised his head and 
positioned his cock in front of her pussy and guided it 
with his hand. He took the head and placed it just below 
her clit and gently pushed enough to bury the rim with 
her outer lips before sliding it lower and lower until 
her push swallowed and enveloped him.

When he felt his wide head spreading her opening then 
getting past it, he picked up his pace and begin 
stroking into her and out, into and out as he felt her 
anus with a little wet finger and sucked the nipple she 
offered him. When he released it she grunted and turned 
her large tit to herself and sucked the same nipple 
while he watched and drove his cock against her cervix 
as her heat flooded him with her first orgasm. 

He stopped, let his cock fill her then when her last 
spasm was done he withdrew partly until the top of his 
cock was raking the rough little patch of skin inside 
her body directly behind her clit. He raked it once then 
again as he moved up and back inside her, never moving 
more than an inch.

It was too much for Bahia who screamed a long wail and 
hit her spot, came all over his while pulling his butt 
deeper against herself. For Hal, it was too much and the 
flood of his white, creamy liquid moved in pulses she 
could feel down his shaft and spurted against her cervix 
and the walls of her vagina setting her off once again. 
Neither was done and both settled down to serious 
pumping for several strokes before he rolled to the 
side, rolled her up and on top of him where she 
controlled the pumping and swung her massive tits to and 
fro until he grabbed one in each hand and pulled until 
she leaned towards him and used her muscles to squeeze 
his cock, getting one last squirt of his cum in the 
process. 

She wasn't human right then nor was he as they both 
grunted, sweat and smelled the sweat of their fucking. 
She lifted up and turned enough to suck his cock back to 
life. When she had examined it, licked it and felt the 
taste of both their juices, she kneeled over it again 
but this time, rubbed it with her pussy until it was wet 
again then put it against her ass and slowly slid her 
butt over his cock, burying it in her rectum and smiling 
that special smile.

He used his fingers and entered her vagina, touching his 
own cock inside her body through the tissues that 
narrowly separated the two channels. She twitched and 
leaned forward with lips open to his. When they kissed 
they both tasted the cum she had taken from both of 
them.

Her hand found the panties she had discarded in haste 
and she rubbed it across her pussy before bringing it to 
their noses and inhaling it as they came one last time. 
As she fell in a screaming faint, the panties landed 
around his neck where they rested as the two lay 
entwined, connected and filled with the energy of the 
sex they had just completed.

Neither could speak or wanted to and both were now 
emotionally discharged enough that she curled her head 
against his neck and began to breath deeply, began to 
nap, happy with what she'd just done.

He joined her and the two slept a contented twenty 
minutes curled and wet with each other's juices until 
she stirred and whispered to him. "What should we do 
now, Hal?"

"You mean, do we tell them?"

"Yeah, that's what I was wondering."

"What do you think we ought to do, Bahia?"

Her wiggle told him what she'd say as she answered. "I 
think we ought to keep the cosmic calculus to ourselves 
until we've got it right, don't you?"

A giggle and a squeeze was his answer as he took no time 
at all to respond. "We only did it in two positions, 
right, Bahia?"

"Sixty Seven to go until we even begin to think about 
finishing the calculus by my way of thinking."

His hand rolled one of her large breasts over and felt 
the button on the end as he kissed her ear. "Honey, it's 
going to take years for you and I to get this perfected. 
We can tell them once we get it right, eh?"

She nodded, kissed his neck after moving her panties 
aside and balling the wet nylon into the pocket of his 
pants.

"Find someplace safe for these and when you want me, 
take them out, feel me in them and come to me. I'll be 
here. Edward and Sarah have no clue what they've 
started!"

Any reasonable man would have to agree, even one whose 
cock was swelling and whose smile was nearly adding a 
new face to his skull. It was new and different but it 
was definitely part of the cosmic calculus and was 
working out beautifully.

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