We begin undressing almost as soon as we get back to the apartment. I help Mark with the buttons of his white shirt. He unhooks my bra and my breasts climb free into his hands. He cups them, caresses them as I slide my panties over my hips.
We crush our bodies against each other. The blackness of his skin excites me strangely. The muscles of his chest and arms are solid, strong. I am naked now but he still has on his shorts. I nod for him to take them off. He pulls them down. His cock juts up at me dark and thick. The head of it bulges. I have never seen a black man's prick before, never touched one. I stare at it, press my belly against it. It is hard, swollen, a beautiful dark spear. His fingers find my cunt, move in deliciously. I stroke his prick, then rub the tip of it against the moist velvet of my slit.
We get down on the sofa. His cock pushes in. He fills me with its rigid warm thickness. He fucks me with long deep hard strokes. I wrap my legs around the backs of his thighs and cum with a groan as I pull him even deeper into me. We kiss, explore each other's tongues. I love the black firmness of his chest crushing against my breasts. I am intoxicated by the strange new touch of him, the taste of him, the gleaming smooth blackness of his body.
He pulls his prick out of me and sits back. I think he is stopping to rest but then he lies back so that his head is at the end of the sofa opposite mine. He pushes forward until the tip of his cock is touching my cunt lips again. He grasps my thighs and pulls me toward him. I feel his prick slide in.
We fuck like that, lying on our backs, pushing slowly against each other. I like it this way. I have a pillow under my head and I can see the glistening black skin of his cock each time he pulls it part way out of me. His body is beautiful stretched out full-length on the sofa. His stomach looks flat and hard. I can barely see the thick tangle of hair on his belly because of the darkness of his skin. I watch the muscles of his thighs and stomach bunch and ripple, as he drives his cock rhythmically in and out.
I want to taste him, kiss him, eat him. When he stops his strokes for a moment, I draw away from him and kneel over him between his thighs. I take the wet black tip of his cock into my mouth, poke at it lightly with my tongue. I slide my lips slowly down over the thick rigid shaft, getting as much of it as I can into my mouth. I suck him. I play with his balls. I rub the smooth black skin of his belly and thighs.
We fuck again. Mark's prick jams deep into me, rubs good against my cunt. I cling to him, thrust myself up against him. He drives into me harder and I can tell that he is ready to push on to the end. I clutch him tighter, buck up against him. I feel his cock erupt, explode its warm cum. It spurts into me, fills me. My cunt feels as if a hot wet fire is burning inside it. I groan as I cum, too. Mark's prick softens. His body spreads out black and beautiful over mine.
I hear a sound, glance up. I see Rae standing in dim light in the kitchen looking at us. She is holding a water glass in her hand. I have no idea how long she's been there. It embarrasses me to have her find me with Mark like this but I can't just ignore her.
"Rae…? Hi. Come in."
Mark sits up abruptly at my words, swings his legs over the side of the couch.
"You look busy…" Rae says with a soft husky laugh.
I laugh too. `.`No… we've finished that. Come in a minute. I'd like you to meet a friend."
She comes toward us. Mark has been staring down at the carpet but now he looks up. I introduce them.
"Hello…"Rae says quietly.
"Hi," says Mark. His embarrassment seems to leave him. He stares at Rae's legs. She sits down in a chair across from us. She is wearing a green see through shortie nightgown.
Rae lights a cigarette, puffs it. "… what time is it?" she asks.
Mark looks at his watch. "… almost two," he says.
"… that late, really? I must have slept longer than I thought. I was so thirsty when I woke up." She turns to me, smiles. "Really, I'd just gotten into the kitchen before you noticed me."
I offer to make her a drink but she says she's tired. We talk back and forth. Rae says she'd been surprised to find me gone when she came back from her modeling job. She says she'd been a little worried when she woke up and I still wasn't in bed. I apologize and say I should have left a note. She laughs. "I didn't worry that much," she says.
She yawns, stands up, stretches. I can see the points of her breasts through the gown, the muff of hair above her pussy. "Well I'm going back to bed," she says. "… goodnight. Bring Mark with you when you come. It's a big bed…"
Mark and I go to bed half an hour later. He offers to sleep on the couch. I shake my head. "That wouldn't be any fun… you out here, me in there. Come on."
We get into bed still naked. Rae is already asleep. I slide, in between them. Mark lies on his side, his back toward me. I fit my belly to the cheeks of his ass, put my arm around him, trailing my fingers against his chest. I am very tired and in a minute start to doze.
I feel Rae's hand brush my arm. "… you asleep?" she asks.
"No…"
"He is though, isn't he?" She moves her hand to my breasts.
"Yes… I think so. Mmm it's nice to have you touching me."
"Even after being with him?"
"Sure… that wouldn't change it with you."
"It wouldn't? I'm glad. He's really very handsome, isn't he?"
"Uh huh."
"… striking almost. Such smooth dark skin. It gave me goose pimples all over just to look at him."
I laugh. "Hey, I thought you didn't go for men."
"I know… but he's different. But anyway he probably wouldn't be much interested in me."
"You don't think so? I'll bet he thinks you're ravishing. Didn't you see the way he looked at you when we were in the other room?"
"Mmm hmm It got me too." She rubs a fingertip over one of my nipples. "… you wouldn't mind then if he and I -"
"Of course not, silly. Just so the two of you didn't use yourselves up on each other and forget all about me.
Rae laughs. "No chance of that. Not me anyway." She gives my breast a last playful pat, then slides her hand quickly down over my belly. My cunt lips are still spread open. against Mark's ass. She works her hand between his skin and mine. I feel one of her fingers slip into me. She strokes my clitoris. I press forward, pushing the back of her hand against Mark. "I guess I'm the lucky one being in the middle," I say laughing. "You could reach him if you want to… his prick."
"Not now. He's asleep. Besides, I like it just lying here the way we are."
"Shall we go to sleep?"
"Mmm hmm… I'm tired."
"Let's not talk anymore then."
"All right…"
In the morning I wake before the others and slip out quietly from between them. I put on my velvet robe and make fresh coffee, then sit out on the balcony enjoying the morning sun and thinking about how all of it was last night with them. I can still feel the glow inside me. I lay my head on the back of the chair and listen to the sounds of the people and the traffic on the street below.
When I sit up again, my coffee is cold. I go to the kitchen to pour a fresh cup. Through the open bedroom door I see them. Rae and Mark embracing, their naked bodies beautifully intertwined in the bright sunlight that falls across the bed. My instant slight feeling of jealousy vanishes almost immediately as I am caught up in a strange sensation of beauty as I look at them… sensuous, enchanting, their naked bodies stretched out black and white against each other, intertwined in fluid motion, skins smooth and beautiful. I stand there as if hypnotized, watching them.
I see Mark's hand move slowly over Rae's white stomach to her pussy.
I see her slender hand against his black muscular thigh. She grasps his penis, pumps it slowly.
They roll against each other. Their faces and bodies are handsome, beautiful. Rae smiles at me. Her eyes are half-closed. She gets up on her knees and bends her face over Mark's prick. She strokes it until it is rigid, then takes the tip into her mouth. Nibbles at it. Sucks it. Her pink lips look beautiful encircling the black hardness. She lifts one knee over his face, straddles him, lowers her cunt to his mouth.
They eat each other. Mark's black cock glistens as it slides between Rae's lips. I watch his red tongue stretching up between her thighs, probing the pink wetness of her cunt.
Rae slips Mark's prick out of her mouth and presses the wet blackness of it for a moment against her cheek. Then she turns completely around on the bed and kneels over him. His cock juts up like black iron toward her cunt. She grasps it and rubs the head of it slowly back and forth along the length of her pussy lips. She lowers herself down onto him, stuffing the fullness of his prick into her cunt. She rides him… fucks him. His cock looks enormous sliding in and out. Rae's cunt lips stretch wet and pink each time she pushes down on him. Their hips begin to move faster. My own pussy itches and aches. It becomes almost torture to just stand there watching them.
Rae pushes suddenly very hard all the way down. She holds herself there for a moment, impaled on Mark's prick. Her body quivers, trembles, begins to shake. I hear her cry out. She lifts herself up all the way off of him and flops forward across his chest. Mark has not cum. His prick still stretches up big and black and very hard.
They sit up and Mark reaches for his cigarettes. Rae's face is glowing. She looks at me, smiles her warm pleasant smile.
I feel awkward standing there. I can't think of anything to say.
"… here, sit down next to us," Rae says huskily. She moves over a little to make room for me on the bed.
We smoke cigarettes. I feel strange with the robe on and the two of them lying next to me naked. Rae crushes out her cigarette before it is half gone and grips Mark's cock and begins stroking it slowly. She bends forward and kisses the tip, licks it. I suck in deep on my cigarette.'
Rae lies back so that she is crosswise on the bed facing me. She takes Mark's cock and fits it into the crevice between her breasts so that the tip points toward her chin. She places her hands on the outside of her breasts and crushes them in against Mark's prick. He begins to move slowly, fucking her between her breasts. His cock keeps lengthening, swelling. She pushes her breasts tighter against it. She tosses back her head. Her eyes are shut. Her face is creased with tiny wrinkles of excitement. The swollen blackness of Mark's cock stretches out beautiful and immense between her white soft breasts.
I cannot resist reaching out to them. I touch Rae's knee, caress the curved firmness of her thighs. I brush the lacy puff of hair above her pussy, press my fingers into the moist pink velvet beneath. All the time I keep watching Mark's thick black cock sliding between her breasts, the big tip of it almost touching her chin. Rae opens her eyes. They look soft, liquid, very blue. She smiles at me, then brings her eyelids back together. Her mouth is half open, her face is strained with the excitement. I rub her cunt deeper, feel her cream flow. Mark keeps fucking her breasts.
I slide my body up farther over Rae's, keeping my hand against her pussy. I press my mouth to one of her breasts, take her nipple between my lips, suck it. I can feel the pressure of the thrusts of Mark's prick as it moves rapidly now between her breasts. I reach out gingerly, tracing my fingertips over the thick black shaft. I feel the strength of it, the wetness of it. I move my face closer so that the tip of Mark's cock touches my lips each time it slides forward between Rae's breasts. I open my mouth to take it in. With my hands I press Rae's breasts tighter against it. I time the movements of my head with the thrusts of Mark's prick so that the end of it doesn't slip out of my mouth.
I can see his flesh, hers. Her skin is cool, his warm. I hear their rapid breathing and my own. I am on the crest of an orgasm. I hold it there for a moment, then let it flood me. I drink in the wet strange wonderful taste of Mark's prick. I feel Rae's hand gentle against my cunt.
Mark shudders, his thick cream shoots suddenly into my mouth. I cum at the same time against Rae's hand. I hear her moan out in pleasure at Mark's last thrusts. I swallow the heavy stickiness of his cum. I feel I am a part of each of them, that for this moment we three are one.
Mark relaxes, lies back. Rae keeps groaning, presses her hand tighter against my cunt. I am still cuming. I feel myself floating…
We smoke cigarettes. I stroke, Mark's still half hard prick while Rae feels my pussy and my breasts. "It's so nice with you two," I say. "I couldn't help wanting to be with you. I hope you didn't mind."
Mark shakes his head. "It was fine," he says smiling. His teeth show white.
"… except that you ruined him for me," Rae laughs. "At least I think you did." She turns to Mark. "… what about it, will you be ready soon again?"
"In a minute."
"Really?"
"Well, you might have to help me some."
"Could you do it right now… get hard again?"
"I don't know…"
"Let's try. Come on Carrie, help me." She grips Mark's cock. "… here, we'll make you nice and stiff again."
Together we stroke him. I rub the base of his cock and around his balls. Rae rubs the tip. His prick begins to harden. Slowly at first. Then suddenly it juts up erect, making our hands look small.
"My turn, okay?" Rae says to me.
I laugh. "… sure. Just don't chase me off the bed."