Is She or Isn’t She? Part Seven

Copyright Deni Wom 2004

“Is that the guy she’s fucking, good buddy?”

‘Leave it to Frank my big mouthed asshole friend to ruin the moment,’ Bobbi thought.

Frank never had learned how to shut up, and his next statement proved it. “My god she is hot! I have wanted to fuck her since the day I first met her. Probably could have too a couple of times. Man, you got to take better care of her, or she is going black on you fast, Bobbi!”

“Shut up you fucking asshole!” he growled under his breath. Frank just shrugged his shoulders as if to say, ‘Hey Bud, your loss!’

Bobbi suddenly realized his wife was looking directly at him, watching his eyes, glancing at the erection tenting his pants. She smiled seductively at him, then turned full frontal to LeRoy, stretching up to kiss him with her lips while her hand publicly caressed his rigid cock through his trousers. Their pulsing bodies never lost the beat.

The band switched seamlessly into the theme song of “Dirty Dancing,” and the crowd clapped in excitement. Every single penis in the place was hard. He noticed several men begin to caress their women friends in intimate places. The women seemed to welcome their advances. Some even caressed the bulges standing beside them, not even trying to hide their erotic fondling.

She was looked directly at Bobbie’s eyes again, smiling at him. She danced back, up against LeRoy’s cock. And as she danced, she began to spread her thighs lewdly, grinding her bottom against his hugeness. LeRoy’s black hand cupped her stomach, rubbing gentle circles there, moving slowly higher and higher with each motion. Her eyes held her husband’s as LeRoy’s hand moved over her breast, cupping her there in full view of everyone. His finger and thumb rolled her nipple, creasing the fabric of her white halter top as he worked her already turgid flesh to total obvious arousal.

The crowd sensed her eyes watching her husband, and they moved aside to allow the space between he and his wife to clear. He had a full view of her body from head to toe now, and she could see him clearly as she allowed the large handsome black man to caress her in intimate and erotic ways as over a hundred people watched. Her eyes held his, glancing only briefly and sporadically at his bulging crotch.

Leroy’s other hand moved to her thigh as it moved in lewd and suggestive thrusts. Slowly his black hand, outlined so vividly against her white thighs, moved up, taking her short dress upward, inexorably upward, toward her nakedness underneath. His chin was against her neck as he whispered into her ear. Her mouth moved in response, but he could not read her lips. LeRoy’s eyes followed hers to his, challenging him, goading him, seeming to tell him to “Stand there and watch us as I make your little white slut wife mine, white bread.” LeRoy sneered at him in victory his hand caressed her naked thigh, and his thumb moved under the hem of her dress. Surely everyone could see her tiny lips now, the way her dress was riding so high up on her thighs. Although Bobbi could sense the movement of LeRoy’s blackness over his wife’s white skin, he could not bear to look at LeRoy’s hand. Bobbi continued to stare directly into his wife’s eyes as LeRoy’s thumb began to move slowly back and forth under the hem of her dress.

Frank exploded into his own fantasy. “God damn Bobbi, he is touching her fucking cunt lips! Fuck, this is so fucking unbelievable man! Look! Your fucking wife is having sex with a black guy in public man! GOD DAMN! I am so hot I think I am wetting my pants with precum. GOD DAMN! FUCK! I bet his thumb is already inside your wife’s cunt right now man. LOOK! His thumb has to be rubbing her god damn cunt lips man!”

Bobbi could not tear his eyes away from Staci’s eyes. He sensed the movement of that black hand caressing her white thighs, her breasts, that black thumb under her dress, moving back and forth as his eyes refused to look. He could not breathe. His cock was so hard that it literally felt like it was going to explode. He knew her hand was behind her, feeling, rubbing, caressing his bulging black cock. Her other hand was caressing LeRoy’s cheek behind her, her head leaned back on his shoulder, and her forehead against his other cheek. Her lusting half closed eyes held his, evaluating his face, her lips in a slight smile, her eyes saying “I love you baby!”

‘Oh my god, how did this get started anyway. No question now, she is fucking black cocks. Here she is letting a black man make her the town slut and she just watches me watch her. Is she trying to tell me I have to stop this? Damn it, what the fuck do I do? I bet he owns her now and shares her with his other black friends. That has to be how she had so much black cum inside her.’

LeRoy’s right hand moved down, pulsing to the gritty decadent beat, caressed her well defined abdomen again, then moved the fabric of her halter top up , his thumb pulling it away from her sculptured belly as his left hand continued to move horizontally under her raised skirt. Staci’s hips were thrusting forward, then up, then back against his hips, then down along his hardness. LeRoy’s hand was following her movements. Each of her hip’s upward pelvic grinds was followed by his hands, but as she rode back and down on his cock, LeRoy would hold her dress up a tiny fraction of an inch further with each cycle.

“Oh fuck Bobbi! Look, I can see her fucking butt cheeks now! Look! Look at her ass cheeks rubbing his cock back there! God his hand’s right on her fucking cunt! God damn! I never seen anything like this here before. God, I’m going to fuck her cunt full of my cum too. Shit, this is so fucking hot!”

“SHUT UP FRANK! GOD DAMN IT! FUCK! . . . . . JUST KEEP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH SHUT, ok?” The message still didn’t sink into the sex riled brain of the man that HAD been his best friend.

Bobbi was mesmerized by his wife’s eyes watching him, but he could no longer hold her gaze, and his eyes fell to her body just as LeRoy’s hand cupped her naked firmness under her halter top. His thumb and finger were still visible under the fabric caressing and rolling her nipple. Her other nipple was so hard and so erect that it created its own tent on her halter top. The silky shadow of her breasts cast by the spot light above allowed the outlined form of her ripeness to be visible to everyone there. Her free hand moved to her other breast, caressing herself as everyone watched. Her face was a mask of growing need.

Bobbi’s eyes fell further, and he watched LeRoy’s hand slowly rotate up, exposing his wife’s naked sex to his, and everyone else’s, view. Her sex was gaped wide open in her state of extreme arousal. Her sexy little lips were spread open so wide that he could see the inner channel that led to her womb. He could see the copious wetness inside her lips. A drop formed and hung there momentarily as she danced her lewd rocking and rising motions. Then the tiny drop of moisture fell, and landed, sparkling in the spot lights, on her exposed thigh.

LeRoy turned his hand, holding his middle finger almost vertical, just touching the pinkish cleft between her widely opened and swollen little opening. She moved her hips forward and ran her clittie experimentally, slowly, up his proffered finger. Her light blue eyes fluttered in her extravagant need for release. Her mouth opened, forming a perfect ‘O’ as her eyes fluttered, trying to hold Bobbi’s eyes as she rose toward her own private ecstasy.

Her thrusting, rising lewd motions continued to move her clittie up and down his black finger, her white pulsing body showing so clearly in the spot lights as her eyes continued to flutter in their struggle to watch her beloved Bobbi watch her cum in public from the caresses of her black lover. Drops of clear liquid began to run from the end of LeRoy’s black middle finger, sprinkling her thighs with small diamonds. LeRoy’s black hand cupping her breast, massaging her steel hard nipple, her own hand touching her free nipple just the way she liked it, the black finger caressing her open sex, all this overtook her consciousness, and as she exploded into overwhelming orgasm, her wail of absolute need gripped Bobbi beyond any emotion he had ever felt before. She collapsed onto two of LeRoy’s thick black fingers that had hooked into her wet gaping vagina. He held her unconscious body by her tit and her cunt, preventing her from falling to the floor.

Watching his unconscious wife being cradled in LeRoy’s strong black arms, Bobbi felt his own involuntary spewing wetness soaking through his shorts and trousers.