Part
Two of “GETTING EVEN” takes up where ‘Tit for Tat’ leaves off. Jerome’s
single now. He’s reasonably happy with his new ‘friends and his wife is finding
satisfaction with her ‘Boy Toy’. Read
the first chapter ( below) to get an idea what’s progressed
and what lies ahead for
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GETTING EVEN
Sondra was still damp from a quick cool off in the pool. Zack just loved the way her cool wet body felt pressed against him when they exchange what had started out as a casual little kiss. She and he both so tall, she slim and attractive, it felt so damn good being close together like they were. Right then wasn’t the time to ‘show all’ like what was happening, but what was a man to do when his woman of the night was burrowing her body into what she had caused in the first place?
Of course the bulge in his skimpy swimsuit didn’t go unnoticed. Sondra sure had been awed but hoped her husband didn’t see the effect her closeness was having on another man, one like her partner for tonight, Zack.
Larry? Confident from Val’s welcoming attention, he’d focused on this special ‘date’, forgetting all about the ‘perils’ facing his own wife. By now he was thinking only of this full breasted, petite little blond lusting for his body. How foolish it had been to worry about some other man’s endowment.
This one, the girl Big Man was married to, preferred Larry over him, didn’t she? Over and over, at least a half dozen times now, she’d eagerly spread her legs for more of Larry’s cock. He’d only gotten quick glimpses of Zack in the shower. That and the way the man’s swimming trunks bulged in the front, of course. Maybe it was all an illusion. Maybe the two men weren’t so much different after all.
***
That was when he became shockingly aware.
That thing of Zack’s, the cock that’d been inside Larry’s wife at least twice and going to be there again this night, started throbbing its way to life inside those skimpy trunks. Look at the way his brazen wife was kissing the man, burrowing her body so tight against that bulge, almost smothering the exhibitionist with her lusty eagerness. Why they were practically fucking right out there in front of God and everyone else.
He’d been aware that Zack was larger than average, having showered with him after sports on a few occasions, but never imagined that difference was even more dramatic when erect, if Zack was even fully aroused right then. All Larry knew was that a man simply couldn’t be built larger than what was threatening to jump right out of that little blue swimwear he was wearing.
What a fool Larry must have been. He wanted the man’s wife so much he was in denial or something. Now, for the first time he’s shockingly aware, seen with his own eyes just exactly what his wife, this time with his blessing, was about to have again. She must have enjoyed him plenty too, that’s why she was so damned anxious to do this swapping bit.
If Zack hadn’t set his ass down in the hot tub, and Val hadn’t given Larry a convenient lapse in memory by wrapping him up in her gorgeous body, well, the outcome of that evening might have been a whole lot different. Maybe some of his ‘protect my woman’ tendencies were obliterated because of what Val’s hand had a hold on and what she was doing to Larry under the water. His senses blurred, he’d forgotten what had upset him so much.
Sondra, noticing her husbands initial reaction to Zack’s erect penis, was more subtle now, sitting on one side of the tub while her honeymoon partner, the one she had selected for tonight, her best friend’s mate was sitting on the other.
“God, it’s like having two husbands. And the new one is soo exciting. He’ll be worth the wait.”
Zack knew from previous ‘swapping’ that ones new to the game often got nervous when he started getting down and dirty with the little woman, especially if the husband was unaware up till the unveiling of just how much different her new partner was actually going to be than what she’d been getting at home. So, being a patient and prudent man, Mr. Big would bode his time, giving his talented wife enough leeway to weave her own womanly web before he started making the Grand Slam.
Val was real good at luring her man in. She’d have him so mesmerized with the thought of having Larry’s pecker way up in this sexy little blond he’d forget he even had a wife at all. Why, she’d have the formerly reluctant man so eager for more of her gorgeous body, he wouldn’t or couldn’t even imagine or care about what his wife was going to be doing, or with whom. As soon as she let him into that juicy pussy of hers, she’d have him all tied up and ready to follow her anywhere.
Back before his wife discovered the two fornicators and turned the tables on them like she did, Larry had been plenty willing to cheat again and again with Zack’s wife. Of course neither of that naïve pair realized that they had been dealing with experienced manipulators. Tricking unsuspecting young married couples into three way sex, lesbian acts, and the inevitable swapping, all of that had become such a sophisticated ploy that even the most conservative of couples were usually caught up in that tangled web of deceit.
As with the other couples, the scenario started with a man with a roving eye and Val being used as bait. Of course she would have already struck up her own acquaintanceship with the female, one attractive enough and with those innocent qualities that would make her equally desirable to both predators.
It always played out just about the same. Val would strike up a close friendship with the woman, confiding in her over the most intimate of relationships.
“Sex with a husband who unfortunately just happened to be built ‘too big down there’,” that wouldn’t be a subject you’d talk about with just anyone who made your acquaintance, now would it?
Val would make a couple of lesbian plays for the young woman, and usually, if she’d picked right, the woman would feel guilty about the developing relationship and her own hidden feelings. If she fell into Val’s arms instead of breaking it off, well, that worked out okay too. Irregardless of the outcome of that relationship, the woman’s husband would inevitably fall into Val’s clutching tentacles.
There’d be the rasping informer, a nameless, genderless voice informing the unsuspecting wife of her husband’s infidelity. The discovery would be arranged in a way that would leave nothing to doubt or imagination in the betrayed spouse’s mind. Then Zack would come to the poor wife’s rescue.
That’s the way it’d been in the situation with Larry’s wife. According to plan, she fell into the arms of the rescuing hero and found out sex with him wasn’t in the least bit uncomfortable. Since the score was now settled and each marriage had its own infidelities it seemed to Val that they all should stop their ‘cheating’ and turn an unhealthy situation into a more open and honest one.
Larry had been annoyed when Val first hinted that his wife had an interest in Zack and maybe Val, as her friendly advocate might be able to swing such an arrangement. Of course that had been back before the discovery, before Sondra had somehow actually caught them having sex together.
When Val first broached the subject, they’d just finished sex. In pleasant afterglow, his lover acted so shy and hesitant with her delicate conversation that Larry would have never suspected he was being drawn into an inevitable web of trickery and deceit. Who could have guessed the outcome had already been decided. With or without his approval, what the other couple planned would come about.
With Larry unwilling, that’s when the experienced couple sprang into action with their fail-safe plan. It worked perfectly, Sondra reacted exactly as expected. And Larry, of course, couldn’t come up with a reason why he should be allowed to romp and play with his wife’s best friend, if his wife wasn’t allowed the same sordid privilege with her friend’s husband.
Of course, if the pussy-whipped man had quit cheating after his wife had evened the score that first time, maybe the official ‘swapping’ wouldn’t have occurred at all, but he just couldn’t help himself. After trying her once, he couldn’t resist sneaking back again and again for some of Zack’s woman’s pussy.
Of course unbeknownst to Larry, (and Sondra), the whole thing had been a devilish plot by Val and Zack to suck him so far into their web he’d have no choice but to consent to a full fledged swapping. Just the same, the man’s reluctant acceptance was one more reason for Larry’s wife and Zack to each not get too carried away while enjoying each other’s ‘differences’--he while savoring the man’s wife’s more youthful tightness, and she while enjoying one so much more ‘oversized’ than the one at home.
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GETTING EVEN
PART TWO
SINGLE LIFE AIN’T BAD
Once he’d
identified his special talent it seemed the demand wouldn’t end. Why, those
women were literally forming a line to get their turn with him. Was it because
of his own confidence, maybe Karma or pheromones that drew those white ones to
him like bees to nectar?
One had been
practically a newlywed. He’d been her first black man, just like with the
others. First, whitey’s virgin bride, and, just weeks later, she’d let a black
man be there too. Man, she’d been good, even tighter than the redhead. But, the price of sin was high for that one.
He’d wanted
her the minute he saw her standing in that doorway with those skimpy clothes
she had on. She had been at least a little interested in him too. Fate then
showed the way, gave her a reason to cheat on her husband.
Wasn’t that
really the reason he’d told the young wife what her husband had been doing? If
he’d really been so interested in protecting her under-aged sister’s virtue why
had he practically blackmailed the young bride into submitting to his own
carnal desires?
If he’d been
an honorable man, he wouldn’t have made that new bride fuck him to buy his
silence about what her husband had been doing. What a laugh about being duty
bound to tell the authorities what he’d found in that jammed VCR. And then,
when she offered what she did as an incentive for him not to tell, was that
wife’s motive to protect her husband or a way to get revenge on what she’d
supposed he’d already done?
She’d gotten
even, that’s for damn sure. And, in the process she’d found out how good black
could really be. The feeling had been mutual. What a little minx that girl had
been. He supposed she’d never find all that much satisfaction from her own
after what she’d enjoyed with a real man.
Anyway, Jerome
gave her what she wanted and then let her go back to hubby. And her mother, the
widow lady who blackmailed him into doing her too so’s she wouldn’t turn him in
for the supposed rape. She’d never had a
black one either, so the ‘handyman’, true to his name, filled her up too.
***
The mother had
been almost as good as her daughter. Not as tight, a little more deliberate in
her ‘moves’, but appreciating in a way only a woman who’d had a lifetime of
cock could. Hard as it was to imagine, she’d actually raped him.
She’d made
sure he showed up that day after the supposed ‘crime’. A man threatened with
arrest does as he’s told…especially if there’s an element of truth in what he’s
being accused of.
When he
knocked and she appeared, he hadn’t been all that surprised at the way she was
dressed. God, that woman looked and smelled good, fresh out of the shower, her
head wrapped in a towel and body barely covered with that short, terrycloth
robe. He supposed it clung shorter like it did because of that tall, lean body
of hers. Mostly legs, a firm little behind, short, narrow waist, every bit of
her luscious woman.
She’d had that
silly claim about him raping her daughter. The bitch had gotten even too,
actually forced him to have sex with her. Believe it or not, as dignified and
proper as she’d looked, that woman was actually evil. But, as much as he’d
hated her at first, it actually had proved out to be some of the best pussy
he’d ever had.
***
Actually,
there had been some validity to the daughter’s claim. She’d wanted to get even
with that man of hers for carrying on with the teenage sister. There was no
doubt revenge included flirting, and along with it, deciding if she’d actually
have sex with a black man, one like the one she’d seen while she was watching
porno with her husband.
When the
newlywed first saw Jerome naked, she was like a frightened dove, fluttering and
struggling against what she wasn’t sure if she wanted or didn’t. He should have
known better, letting her get a glimpse of what she was about to get, before
rather than during the big event. Like when he was a kid himself and that white
girl from school got frightened when she saw his ‘boner’, this one did too.
Recalling what
happened all those years before when he let that lovely bird escape only to have
her grabbed up by a few horny white boys, this one he wasn’t about to let get
away. Once he got his fingers in, he wasn’t about to quit no matter what the
little sweetheart said. When he replaced fingers with an erection that felt it
might burst from wanting his little Barbie so much, at first she’d started
struggling like crazy.
Did she? Was
she struggling more to get it out or start it in? It was damn hard to tell what the little hoe
wanted. He just placed it at that fuzzy spot, that triangle between her legs,
and kept up a steady deliberate pressure. Once he got past that initial
resistance, the truth was like written in stone. He was going to have her tight
little pussy come hell or high water.
The outcome
was that the more she writhed and twisted, the deeper he was going. She’d
looked down between them and he’d look too so’s he could see through his own
eyes what she was seeing too. He’d known he was in, just hadn’t suspected how
far. He bet she hadn’t either.
***
When she’d
seen how much her black man was having of her, more of him in than out, she’d
gasped.
“Oh my God,
please don’t give me a baby.”
Jerome was
glad his sweet thing had finally come out and announced her biggest fears. Now
he was able to tell her she didn’t have anything like that to worry about. His
spirited little filly settled down then, so, between kissing and caressing,
pretty soon they settled into a steady ride. Miss Alicia was the tightest and
best he’d ever had.
The whole
event had proved unnerving though. His old lady found out about the cheating
and turned the tables by cheating on him with that boy. A white one no less,
his pecker crammed way up inside a woman who should have belonged exclusively
to the one who most white women couldn’t get enough of. What was with those
honkies anyway, the white men chasing the colored sistas and their women after
black cock?
***
He shouldn’t
have gotten cold feet and fessed up to his wife. As it turned out, she’d have
been none the wiser if he’d just kept his fool mouth clammed up. Of course that
mother had seemed determined to put his black ass in jail. How was he to know
she had the hots for black cock too and was more jealous over what she hadn’t
been getting than what happened to her newly married daughter.
Two daughters,
both of them had been initiated into black sistahood while mama was getting
none. Well, he’d taken care of the mama and before that, the oldest daughter.
The younger one, well, all she’d had so far was young bro’s. Jerome hoped maybe
he’d get a chance at her too. Another cheerleader too, who wouldn’t want some
of that? In a way it’d be like getting
that one who turned him down when he was in high school. Vengeance could never
be sweeter.
It didn’t hurt
so much anymore, that rejection all those years before. Twentieth class
reunion, maybe he’d sign up after all. Charlene Smith married and moved out of
town years ago. Wouldn’t it be great if she showed up? He didn’t allow himself
the chance to think what it’d be like if the two of them were alone again, he
between her sweet thighs, his erection at the fringes of her blonde pussy.
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