Lucas had returned home early with three friends in tow. He met us in the hallway as Richard and I hurried out of the bathroom, sopping wet, with towels haphazardly wrapped around our waists. "Come in and meet the guests," Lucas invited "And leave those wet towels."
Lucas walked back up the hall leaving Richard and I looking at each other, wondering just who and how many were in the next room. We dropped the towels onto the bathroom floor and padded into the den in our birthday suits. A pretty young blonde was tearing through Lucas's collection of CD's and a black couple were making out on the couch. When we came into view, the attractive black lady stopped dead in her hot embrace with eyes as big as saucers. A slight gasp came from her mouth as the blonde turned around and with a very pronounced southern accent cried, "Damn! "They're ne-kkid!'"
The black lady found her voice, "Whoa Lucas, I ain't pullin' no damn train. You can forget that shit."
"Slow down princess," Lucas said. "These boys aren't interested in that sweet black pussy of yours. They're into each other sweet cakes, so relax."
"You live with a couple of faggots?" she questioned with a puzzled look on her face.
"No," Lucas retorted. "These boys are my slaves. Yea, they're hot for each other now but Michael here's a married man. Aren't cha' boy?" I nodded my head. "And Richard boy was married too until he got a taste of my big black d*ck. And you know baby what they say. Once you go black, you don't go back," Lucas continued as he looked directly over at the young blonde who was giving both Richard and I a closer inspection.
Lucas walked over and wrapped his arm around the blonde, "This is Venice and that honey over there with Carlos is Riza." The girls continued to stare at us with their eyes focused on our swelling d*cks.
Venice spoke first. "Slaves? Like what do you mean? What do they do?"
"They'll do anything I ask," bragged Lucas. "Come here Michael." I knew exactly what he wanted me to do as I knelt in front of him. I undid his belt, lowered the fly on his trousers, pulled them down and stared at his black d*ck which sprang free hovering in front of my face. I didn't even have to use my hands as I took the head in my mouth and Lucas wrapped his fingers in my hair fucking my face.
I grabbed hold of his swelling meat as I licked the shaft becoming wet with my saliva. Occasionally I glanced over at both women whose eyes were fixed on my lips sliding along Lucas's ebony d*ck.
Riza in a soft voice encouraged me on, "Man, that's hot. You go boy. Suck that black d*ck." After a slight pause, she inquired to Lucas, "That man eat p*ssy too?"
Carlos looked over at her. "Hey baby. I'll take care of that sweet p*ssy."
"You chill the hell out," Riza shot back at him. "Ain't every day a woman got her own slave. So, what's the story Lucas? Them white boys eat p*ssy?" Lucas laughed, "They'll do what I tell them to do."
"I want to see that younger guy fuck this one up the a*s," the blonde drawled pointing at me. "I ain't never seen two guys get it before," she said with a wide grin. "And look Riza, they shaved themselves bare."
"I see that. Why don't we watch that one fuck his buddy while that one licks my p*ssy," added Riza.
Lucas had Riza remove her jeans and panties exposing her black bush. She sat on the couch and spread her legs wide as I gave Lucas's d*ck one last good suck before he removed it from my mouth and I crawled over to Riza.
I took a tentative lick with my tongue. Her hair was much thicker than my wife's well trimmed p*ssy and her musky scent was definitely stronger. As I pushed my tongue between the folds of her p*ssy, I felt her lips getting wetter. I spread her pink lips with my fingers as I ran my tongue along her slit and sucked on her cl*t. She moaned as I buried my face in her hot box.
I felt Richard's fingers as he spread lube around my as*hole, slowly working it in with his gentle fingers. I continued lapping at Riza's p*ssy as Richard replaced his fingers with the head of his d*ck. My as*hole embraced the c*ck which had grown accustomed to its size. Over the last few months Richard and I had sex every chance we had. I loved the feeling of his d*ck pushing into my tight a*s. Unlike Lucas, Richard always took long slow strokes when we made love. Occasionally he would lean down and wrap his hand around my balls, stroke my shaft, and reach up to tweak my nipples.
I could tell Riza was really getting off on my tongue up her twat. She pushed her top over her melon sized breast and pulled at the dark brown nipples that got smaller as my tongue lashed at her slit. I looked over to see that Lucas now had Venice on her knees as she swallowed his d*ck. He had removed her top, leaving her exposed tits available to his wandering hands. Lucas's head rolled back on his shoulders as the young blonde worked her mouth back and forth on the black c*ck. The contrast of her white face and his black d*ck were stark and had me excited as hell. It was then I noticed her right hand moving back and forth on the wet black shaft with the wedding ring and diamond which glistened in the light.
Richard had told me Lucas had a thing for married women. Much less likely to cause him problems. I suspected he also liked to think he was corrupting this young wife although I doubt this was her first venture in an extramarital fling. She slurped noisily on his d*ck as she sucked and licked his c*ck with abandon. Lucas was squeezing her breast, teasing her nipples, and occasionally pulling his d*ck out of her mouth only to rub the head across her plump pink lips.
"You like that black d*ck baby," Lucas teased her. Venice gave a muffled response but shook her head up and down. "Yea, some of white chicks love that black d*ck. I bet your hubby ain't got nothing like this. You know you ain't never gonna' be happy with his tiny d*ck again. Tell Lucas how much you love that d*ck..."
Venice pulled the black meat out of her mouth long enough to utter, "I love your d*ck baby. I love how big it is in my mouth."