White Wife

*** Chapter four

It wasn’t until they were seated in the car that either of them said a word. It was Emily who spoke first.

“Jake, what the hell am I thinking?”

“Baby, I thought this is what you wanted to do. I didn’t see any signs from you to delay things or rescue you.”

“You’re right about that. I’m just not sure that I can do this. When we were talking with Brad it didn’t seem real, just part of a dream.”

Jake looked at her in the dark car whose interior was just illuminated by the parking lot lights and realized that she was extremely horny. He saw what Brad had seen earlier, her ragged breathing. Crossing and uncrossing her legs even in the confined space of the car. Sort of squirming and decided that he knew just what to do. He reached over to her and pulled her towards him. He kissed her and at the same time tweaked the left nipple that was covered only by the material of her dress. She was gasping and moaning. Then he touched her thigh and slowly, ever so slowly, lifted the hem of her dress. He couldn’t have been more surprised when his exploring hand didn’t come in contact with silk or nylon but with hot, bare, smooth moist skin.

He didn’t detect any hair at all on her wet lips. “Honey, did you shave?”

She waited a minute before answering. “Yes. I shaved for you. I thought that’s what you wanted.”

He slipped a finger in her and said, “You’re right baby, that’s exactly what I’ve wanted.” He kissed her again and realized that no further discussion was necessary. His wife was more than ready to go to the apartment house.

He broke the kiss and took his finger out of her warm moist cunt and said “Let’s go.”

“Jake, are you sure?”

“If you want to go, we’ll go. If you don’t want to we’ll go home. It’s up to you baby.”

“Well, it’s just pizza and beer, right?”

“Yup. Pizza and beer.”

“What if there’s more honey?”

Jake knew that even though she knew exactly what his dirty fantasies had been because he had shared them with her in every detail, she was now asking him for permission to proceed. “Honey if there’s to be more then I’m all for it. You know what I want.”

There was silence in the car. Both sensed nothing else needed to be said. Neither said a word as he backed out of the parking place and exited the parking lot.

It only took a few minutes for them to pull in behind the apartment building. Brad’s directions were perfect. Because most of the players didn’t have a car, there were several empty parking places from which to choose.

“Oh, Jake, I hope I don’t make a fool of myself. I guess I’ve come to believe all of those things you’ve been saying about me.”

“Don’t worry your pretty little head angel. You’re better than anything I’ve said about you. I’m not worried about you. I’m worried about the team. But hey, we’re just here for Pizza and beer.”

That brought a chuckle from her but not for long. “I guess we just sit here and wait for Brad, right?”

“I guess, I wouldn’t have any idea which door to knock on.”

They sat quietly for a few minutes. Each lost in private thoughts. They were both extremely nervous. If either of them had said, “let’s just go home.” Jake would have burned rubber backing out of the parking lot but neither of them said that.

Brad had a habit of coming up behind them. This time he came behind the car and walked over to the driver’s side and gently tapped on the window. Jake and Emily were startled because they expected him to come out of one of the apartment doors. Nonetheless, Jake lowered the window.

“Glad you could make it. We’re all going to meet in the coach’s apartment. Like I said, it’s much bigger than the others. One of the white guys won’t be joining us. I know he gets horny of the road but he insists he’s going to wait out the season for his pregnant wife. Ready?”

That was the word. Were they really ready? Was Jake ready for something that had consumed him for nearly two years? Was Emily ready? Jake thought that she had come a long way in just two nights but then he realized that it was really night after night of seduction by him for more than a year. They didn’t say anything. Jake got out. Brad rushed around to the passenger side and opened the door for Emily. As she swung her long legs out of the car the hem of her dress had risen almost to the top of her thighs. Even in the dim light of the apartment parking area he could swear she wasn’t wearing any panties. Wow! The young trainer thought, I think we’ve found us a hot one.

The couple held sweaty hands as they nervously walked the short distance to apartment 3. Before Brad opened the door they could hear men talking on its other side. The second Emily walked in the room all talking stopped. Probably ten men, mostly in baggy shorts and t shirts were lounging around in chairs against the walls. One man was dressed in slacks and a starched white shirt but without the tie he had worn during the game. “Welcome, Emily and Jake, I’m the coach.”

“Nice to meet you,” Emily said shaking his hand.

“Honey, I love touching any part of you even your pretty hand but we have sort of a tradition here. If you don’t mind, how would you feel about going around to each player, stand in front of them and lean over and give them a big wet kiss?”

Oh shit, thought Jake. Kissing makes Emily hotter than anything. Almost hotter than fucking or being eaten, she really is the world’s best kisser, he thought.

“I guess that would be okay,” Emily said as she walked towards the nearest chair that was occupied by a black giant with dark skin and a shaved head. He had been sprawling in the chair until Emily approached him then he sat up and parted his legs so she could walk in between them.

Jake saw that she didn’t have to lean over very far because the player was so tall. He saw her place both of her hands on the broad black shoulders for support, lick her lips and then bend down to the upturned face with the thick black lips. Almost instantly to Jake it looked as if each of them was trying to suck the tongue of the other out of their mouth. It didn’t take long at all for the big black hands to reach out hold one of Emily’s ass cheeks in each hand. Jake saw that this was really getting to Emily. Though their lips were locked together she could be heard to moan and gasp as this stranger did everything he could to turn her on even more.

Emily couldn’t believe what she was doing. His big black tongue had instantly snaked its way in to her oral cavity. The tip was run over her teeth on top of an under her saliva covered tongue. His giant hands were rubbing the globes of her ass. She knew that a dozen men were watching and all but one of them were total strangers. All but one of them were professional athletes. All but one of them were giants. The shortest was 6’3,” the tallest 7.’ All but two of them were black men.

After a minute she broke the kiss, smiled down at the man straightened up and moved to the next chair and its black occupant. The routine was the same with one exception. This time the black man didn’t reach around to rub her ass outside her dress. He started by touching her bare calves and then exploring higher. His black hand with the long fingers went past her knees, up to her thighs and then inside her thighs. Within thirty seconds of the beginning of the kiss, his finger tip discovered what Jake’s had in the parking lot. There was nothing between his fingers and her pussy but her juices. The black player thought to himself. Oh how I love these white wife’s with baby smooth pussy lips.

Emily couldn’t believe how long and thick the finger was that wormed its way into her vagina. She couldn’t have imagined that they were that big. It probed and touched her cervix as she squatted down on the black hand. She took her mouth away from his. “Aaaaaaahhhhh, oooooooohhhhhh, ah shit, oh I’m cumming.” She would have collapsed had the player not been holding her so tight.

The next two players were similar. Great kisses, fondling of legs, ass, pussy and her sensitive boobs. Even in the heat of the moment, after the fourth guy she said breathlessly, “Excuse me but I need to talk with my husband.”

“Sure,” the coach said, use my office.

Jake couldn’t imagine what she wanted to talk about but he took her hand as she led him into the office and closed the door. “What’s up honey?” He asked.

“I just realized that we’ve got a problem.”

“What’s the problem?”

“Well, I told Alice we would be a little late after the game. It’s 11:30 all ready. I don’t think she expected us to stay out this late.”

“So shall we go?”

“Honey, I’ve been thinking. How would you feel about driving to the Petersen’s, getting the kids into their own beds and settled down and then coming back here? I’ll be okay while you’re gone.”

Jake didn’t know what to say. So he didn’t say anything for a minute. He looked at his wife who seemed to be imploring him to go. He knew that the drive both ways and getting the kids settled down for the rest of the night would take at least an hour. In the next room were a dozen horny men. His wife had kissed four of them and let their hands wander where ever they wanted to. But, so far there had been no nudity, no sucking, no fucking and no eating. For certain that was yet to come.

“So honey, will you drive back and take care of that for us and then come back here?”

There wasn’t much else he could say. “Sure baby, you just be careful. I’ll be back as fast as I can.”

She was still in the office when he left the apartment, got in the car and headed towards his home. He couldn’t imagine that while he was gone that the pace of things in the coach’s pad wouldn’t have picked up. He drove as fast as possible but close to the speed limit. He stopped at every stop sign and stop light. However, the gas gauge warning light came on before he was halfway. At that time of night there weren’t many stations open. It took him ten minutes to find a Shell that was still open. By the time he knocked on the Petersen’s door it was after midnight and he had been gone from Emily for nearly 45 minutes.

The kids were settled in their beds and went immediately back into deep sleeps. Jake ran to the car and headed toward the apartment where he had left his wife with a dozen horny men.

When Jake left the apartment Emily took her purse in the bathroom, applied fresh lipstick and brushed her hair. When she walked back into the room, she smiled and said, “Now where were we?” Then she noticed that there had been a change while she was in the office with her husband or, most likely, immediately after the left. All of the players and even the coach were naked. They didn’t have a stitch of clothes on. There was a nervous tension in the air. It was different than it had been a few minutes before. Emily’s mouth dropped open as she stood in front of the fifth chair whose occupant was waiting for his special kiss. He was smiling confidently at her. She saw that the appendage between his legs was inhuman. She knew these guys were giants. But in her wildest dreams she couldn’t have imagined a cock that must have been ten inches long and as big around as her wrist and it wasn’t completely hard. To herself, she said, okay girl you got yourself into this mess now get yourself out of it.

Before she could even step between the fifth player’s legs that were covered by kinky hair, she felt something behind her and realized that the zipper at the back of her dress was very carefully and very slowly being lowered until it couldn’t be lowered anymore. Black hands helped slip the tiny straps off of each shoulder. Instinctively she held the bodice to her chest as she looked around the room to the men. Each was expectant. Each seemed to be holding his breath.

Emily didn’t want to tease them. She let the dress fall away from her boobs and realized that her nipples were swollen more than when she nursed Jane. She heard more than one man say something complimentary under his breath. Then she helped the dress down her body. Past her tummy to reveal hair that she had carefully shaped just that day and then her wet nether lips. She slightly shook her hips and her ass that some had felt came into the view of everyone. The dress slid past her thighs, her knees her ankles and then puddled around her bare legs. She stepped out of the circle of cloth. Almost immediately Brad picked up her dress, straightened it out, carefully folded it and laid it on the chair near the door. Now she stepped between the legs of number five. This wasn’t a greeting kiss. This was pure foreplay. His hands were all over her body, in her pussy, her asshole up to the first knuckle. He took her left hand and placed it on his swollen black penis. Her fingers couldn’t reach around it but it felt like velvet to her. This was the only other cock she had ever seen or touched. It was beautiful. It was magnificent. It was powerful. She wanted it but not in her hand or even in her mouth she wanted it somewhere else. Someplace that was aching and empty.

The coach seemed to see where things were heading and said to the player, “Why don’t you take Emily to the bedroom where you can both be more comfortable?”

He didn’t need a second invitation. He stood up, took Emily’s small delicate hand and led her to another closed door. He turned off the overhead light and left on just a small lamp. She lay on the bed on her back. He turned on a small radio on the night stand to a station that played throbbing music perfect for black fucking but it was so low you had to carefully listen to hear anything. He stood over and above her and admired her beauty. During college and when had played for the NBA for a short season, not a day went by when he didn’t fuck a beautiful woman. Cheerleaders, dancers, models, actresses, he fucked them all but lying on the bed in this cheap apartment in this small town was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Before doing anything else he went to her feet and carefully removed her shoes. Now, like him, she was completely naked except for her earrings and wedding band.

He couldn’t wait any longer. He was on top of her. There kisses were frantic. Emily was rubbing his arms and shoulders. She spread her legs as wide as possible. He accepted the invitation and took his now granite hard cock in his hand and rubbed it all over her. The precum mingled with her own secretions. They sure didn’t need any lubricant out of a bottle or a tube.

She said something but so softly he couldn’t hear it. “What did you say?” He asked.

“I, I, said, I said, oh please put it in.”

The circumcized mushroom shaped head was positioned at her opening. He pushed forward ever so slightly until just an inch slipped in. She moaned but he couldn’t tell if it was in pain or because of ecstacy. Then, when she lifted her ass off the white sheet to take a little more he knew that it wasn’t just pain. He added a bit more and then remained still. The next move was literally up to her which didn’t take long, as she lifted again to take in another inch or two. Her hands were gripping his big black ass cheeks. Again he pushed in this time father than before. It took her breath away for a moment. He was in her much farther than Jake had ever been and he was more than twice as wide. It’s a good thing skin and tissue can stretch she thought. She took one of her pretty hands from his ass and brought it between them to the root of his cock nestled in the black crinkly public hair. She couldn’t believe it, about half of the monster was still outside her but she was determined that it wouldn’t be for long.

He pushed, she lifted there was a rhythm going. He had already hit bottom and now every inch was being accepted only because of the stretching of her vagina. Finally, he was completely inside her. She had come several times already. Then the player started fucking her. She couldn’t believe the feelings. She could never have imagined anything feeling this good. Slowly at first and then with more intensity. The player wanted this woman for himself but he was a member of a team and that wouldn’t be fair to the others. He could have lasted much longer but knew there would be other opportunities with this beauty so he shifted into a power fucking mode. Neither of them lasted very long. She felt him stiffen and then the hot fluid surged through his swollen penis and exploded into Emily’s smoldering, soaking and very receptive pussy. The couple lay together for a few minutes catching their breathes in the afterglow.

“Thanks sweetheart,” he said as he rose from the bed, “that was the best ever. Just stay there someone will be in soon. I’ll take your shoes and place them by your dress.”

Jake could have gotten a speeding ticket on the way back to the apartment. Nevertheless, when he looked at the dashboard clock he saw that he had been gone for more than an hour when he pulled into the parking space. He thought about knocking but realized that would be silly so he opened the door. He didn’t know what to expect but it wasn’t ten naked black men sitting around drinking beer and eating pizza. His wife wasn’t to be seen. Then he noticed the chair closest to the door and saw the carefully folded dress and under the chair her shoes placed side by side. Before he could say anything or ask any question he heard a sound. Actually sounds, a mixture of several different sounds. He heard male and female moaning and gasping. He heard bedsprings being tested to their limit. He heard wet squishy sounds. But the sounds that he focused on most were the female sounds which he tried to isolate from the others, a voice that he knew better than any voice in the world, a beautiful feminine voice that during the years of their marriage he had heard in the throes of passion countless times. “Oh yess, Oh yesss, right there. That’s great. That’s just great. I . . . I . . . lo . . . I love your black cock. I, oh I love black cocks. Fuuuuu, fuckkk me. Keep going. Don . . . don’t stop . . . oh please don’t stop.”

The naked black coach came over to him, handed him an icy mug and asked, “How you doing man?”

“I’m okay. I had to take care of the kids.”

“Yeah, that’s what I was told.”

“So, tell me coach how has it been going here?”

“Just great! Hell the greatest. After you left things just heated up. They took things to the bedroom. She’s fucked three guys already and doesn’t seem to be winded. These guys can go on forever but for tonight they’re trying not to be selfish and to share the wealth, so to speak. How late can she stay?” the coach wanted to know.

“Uh, that’s a good question. I’m not sure.”

“My guess is this can go on all night if it’s okay with you and if Emily doesn’t get too tired. If you need to get the kids to school or get to work we can make arrangements for her to get home.”

“Thanks. All I want is what Emily wants.”

“Well take it from me Jake.” I coach chuckled, “Emily wants cock. The bigger and blacker the better.”

Jake was trying to take everything in when the coach said, “Jake, I’ve been around this stuff for a lot of years. Your Emily is at the top of any list believe me. She’s the rare one, the once in a lifetime woman that looks like a beautiful girl next door but has a capacity for fucking that would make Catherine the Great envious.”

Both men were quiet. Then the door opened and one of the players with dreadlocks and tattoos over most of his arms and shoulders walked out. There was a string of his semen dangling from a shiny wet cock that was starting to deflate, but it still looked to Jake as if it was a foot long. How he wondered, could that monster have been inside the pussy that had been his exclusively until tonight? Then, he answered his own question of course it had, every inch. The wetness that Jake saw came from inside his wife. The familiar secretions had covered his own penis over the years and now they were covering different cocks, bigger cocks, black cocks.

The player that had left the bedroom walked over to another player and gave him a high five. They laughed nervously. “That’s the best piece of ass I’ve ever had he declared. I could have stayed with her all night but I didn’t want to be a hog. Have a ball man.”

“The player that had been waiting turned to another player that was also waiting and said, “Hey man why don’t you join me. She hasn’t been double teamed yet, what do you say?”

“Fuck yes,” said the other player as the two of them walked into the bedroom holding their cocks and closed the door behind them.

Jake couldn’t stand any more he had to sit down. The chair next to the one with her folded dress was vacant for the moment so he sat down and sipped his beer. This was it. It was really happening. Then, the sounds from beyond the door began again, bodies moving, sighs that were obviously being emitted by Emily.

“You want to watch” the coach asked.

“Maybe in a minute, now I need to catch my breath.”

“I understand. Some of the husbands love to watch and even join in. Others just can’t do it even though they have dreamed about it. Clyde watches but I can tell he doesn’t like it. The gal’s husband from last season loved to watch her get fucked. One night she had a cock in her pussy, her ass, her mouth and one in each hand. A pair of lips were fastened to each nipple and she was being kissed by another player when she wasn’t sucking the other guys cock while her toes were being sucked. Do the math, Jake, that’s ten different guys on his wife at the same time and he loved it. You could do the same thing with seven or eight guys with the guys she’s jacking off doing the nipple sucking and nibbling. Do you think Emily would like that?”

He thought he might stutter. In all of his wildest fantasies he had never imagined anything like the coach described. But as he thought about it he thought it might be the most exciting thing any husband could ever watch. “She just might,” he said with a smile.

Then Emily’s voice got louder. “Oh shit, oh fuck, take it slow. Oh, ohhh, you’re too big for back there. No, no don’t take it out. I’ve, I’ve never had two . . . oh shit . . . I’ve never had two at once. I’m I’m cummmmmming . . . oh, don’t stop. I can feel both of you don’t tear me. . . but don’t stop please don’t stop.

Jake didn’t go into the room and take a look. The two players that had double teamed her came out and three more went in. Every once in a while a player would come over to him and strike up a conversation but he was exhausted and couldn’t help but doze off for a few minutes and then wake up in a start and not even remember where he was. After the three players came out the coach went in and was with her for half an hour. When he walked out, also with a sheen of Emily’s juices on his shrinking cock, he said to Jake, “She wants to see you.”

Jake’s legs were shaking and he was unsteady as he walked to the bedroom door. He glanced at his watch and saw that it was three in the morning. Except for a small table lamp the room was dark. He could barely hear the throbbing sounds of a radio. He saw Emily, the love of his life, propped up on the giant custom bed that was covered only with a white wrinkled and soiled bottom sheet. Now he knew better than ever what the expression “freshly fucked” meant. His wife had been freshly fucked. Her legs were splayed. Her vaginal lips, that she had shaved just a few hours earlier, were coated in a creamy gray frothy fluid as were her ass checks and the inside of each thigh. Her nipples were as red as if she had painted them with lipstick. Her hair was wild and somewhat matted from her perspiration. Her entire body was damp from the mingled sweat of her and nine men who had lain on top of her. Though somewhat disheveled she was more beautiful than every before to him.

“How are you doing baby?” Jake asked.

“I’m okay.”

“That’s great honey. Have they been okay with you?”

“They’ve been great.” Then, she seemed more serious as she said, “Jake, I guess you were right all along. I could never in a million years have imagined myself doing what I’ve been doing for the last three hours but, know something? I love it.”

“I’m happy for you honey.”

“Do you think you should go home and get things ready for tomorrow? The coach said he can get me a ride home while you’re at work.”

“Aren’t you ready to go now?”

“Well, there are a couple of guys that haven’t cum at all. Also more than one made me promise a second round. Finally, the coach described something that seems almost unbelievable that I’d like to try. It would involve everyone but if you want me to leave with you, then that’s okay too.”

“No honey it’s your night. I’ll go home and take care of things at the house. You stay here and take of the things dangling between the player’s legs. Okay?”

She laughed and said, “Okay.”

“Emily, you’re not on the pill and it didn’t seem to me like the guys wore rubbers.”

“You’re right honey. I wasn’t even thinking the first time. Before I knew it was inside and thrusting away. None of them wore a condom. I should be okay though, I don’t think it’s a fertile time for me. Guess I’ll just have to get on birth control again.”

“Guess you will baby.”

He leaned over her and pressed his lips to hers. He thought his might be burned because her’s were so hot. He could smell the lingering perfume that wafted from her warm body and more. He could also smell her familiar womanhood mingled with the semen pooled on the sheet and, he assumed, still inside her body from nine different men. In his wildest dreams he could never have imagined anything like this.

He broke the kiss, stood up and said, “I love you Emily.”

“I love you too my darling. Jake, when you go out will you tell them to give me a few minutes to freshen up. Oh, and by the way, can you ask the coach where he keeps the clean sheets? I need to do some house cleaning.”

And then, just before he walked out the door she asked him something else with real concern in her voice.

As Jake was driving home his cock was about to tear a hole in his pants. He had never been hotter than at that moment. He wondered how he had been able to see Emily’s potential but did it really matter? Maybe, after all, every woman has that potential. It’s just making the right things happen like meeting a young trainer for a minor league basketball team.

Then, he remembered what she asked him before he left the bedroom. She was serious when she asked, “What are you going to do when the season ends in a few weeks?”