A black boy, who she knows

"Jamal?" Erin shouts, surprised, maybe a little embarrassed, maybe a little turned on. The two weren't entirely separated in Erin's mind. That's what pizza night was about.

You've never seen the boy before, dark skinned, tall, young, maybe in his early 20's. But clearly your girlfriend knows him.

"M.... Miss.... I mean... Erin?" He's clearly confused and befuddled. Here's a woman he knows, a beautiful woman he knows, who he didn't expect to see tonight, let alone naked standing before him.

But Erin, keeps up her attitude. "Come in!" She says perkily, inviting the boy into your front hallway. He accepts and steps in, looking like he's about to drop the pizzas. "I didn't know you were moonlighting as a delivery boy." Erin says casually. "Don't we pay you enough at work?"

Jamal, seems unable to stop staring at her naked body. You don't blame him.

"I'm an intern" He says, unsure why he's answering that question "Did you know I was coming?"

Interesting, you think. You know the girl Erin is trying to seduce and enslave at work is also an intern. The plot thickens, as does the growing bulge in Jamal's pants.

Erin, for her part, ignores his question, "I thought I knew all the Alfonso's pizza boys. You must be really new."

"Why... why are you naked?" Poor confused Jamal asks.

Erin hops on a counter just off the kitchen, keeping her legs wide open. Jamal glares into her crotch. "I always get pizza naked."

"W....why?" He can't stop staring at her pussy. You can't blame him. It's a gorgeous pussy, even now, having just been used by your cock.

"It's easier to seduce the delivery boy that way." Erin is beaming with confidence. She seems even more thrilled that it's someone she knows. It's never been someone she knows before. Well accept for all the delivery boys who she's gotten to know... quite intimately.

"Wha?" Jamal is a mess. He can't take his eyes off your girlfriend's naked crotch.

"Feel free to keep staring at it hon, it's there for you." Erin smiles.

"Wha?" Jamal can't seem to say anything else.

"It's sole purpose is to make your cock hard. Then to take a pounding from your hard cock. I guess that's two purposes" Erin giggles. This time Jamal can't even bring himself to grunt. "Let's see if it's working" Erin follows up.

Jamal slowly puts down the pizzas, confused, but almost as if he can't really help but give in to her suggestion. He seems still so unsure.

"Do you want me to help, hon?" Erin asks. Jamal doesn't answer. He doesn't have to. It's not two seconds before Erin is down on her knees rubbing the bulge in Jamal's pants. She hisses at him. "Ssss, that feels nice. I can't wait until it's inside me."

You gladly watch. The first time you watched your girlfriend fuck another guy, you thought it would be the most infuriating, unsexy experience ever. But you were wrong. It was a major turn on. And you admit, it seems unfair that you're the only cock that gets to experience Erin and that a slut of her caliber would only get to experience one man. About the situation, all jealousy has faded away. You know you're her man.

And besides, turn-about is fair play. Not that Erin has ever stood back and watched you fuck another girl. She's always too eager to join in to just watch.

Erin attacks Jamal's bulge with her mouth, running her lips and tongue over his crotch, over his pants, like an insatiable animal tearing apart its prey. She paws at it and bites at it and licks at it. You imagine his filthy work slacks taste pretty terrible.

But she doesn't care. Her head thrusts about, her hair flies every direction.

Jamal tries to reach down and unzip his pants among her madness, without too much success. But eventually the fly comes down, the button unbuttons and the pants start to slide themselves to his ankles.

Erin tears down his boxers as well. And out pops his cock. A thick, long black thing. 8 inches maybe?

"Fuck yes!" your girlfriend exclaims and barely gets out the last word before her lips are around the black member. Jamal let's out a moan as she bobs on it hard and fast, making slurping, spitting noises, letting saliva pour out of her mouth.

She pulls back, letting a long, thick gooey stream of saliva droop from his cock to her mouth, allowing it to drip toward the floor before slurping it back through her lips. Then she bobs on it more, face fucking herself with his cock. He can barely react.

She pushes her lips down far onto his shaft, until her nose is buried in his black pubic hair, and holds herself there. You've seen her do this before. It's a signature move. She gags a bit. Her body starts to pull back and she reaches both hands behind her head, elbows out, in an attempt to hold herself in place.

Jamal stares down at her with an open mouth.

Then finally, she relents, letting an impossible amount of gooey spit, spread out from his cock to her mouth. She lets it fall into her open hand, spreads it back across his cock, then whatever is left in her palm, wipes across her face.

Erin stares up at Jamal, her face glistening with spit off his cock. "I bet you never thought I'd be your slut tonight."

"N... no" Jamal answers.

"I'm glad your cock is nice and wet now... because I want you to put it in my ass." Erin says.

Watching from around the corner, you wonder if Jamal is going to hesitate. He doesn't. Immediately he's down on his knees and Erin is flipped around, on all fours before him, presenting her amazing tight asshole to him.

"Make sure you spit on it first." She says.

And he does, reaching over, spreading her cheeks and spitting a thick wad of saliva into them. He seems to be growing more bold. Immediately he holds up his cock and shoves it into her.

"OH FUCK YES!" Erin shouts, thrilled, dropping her head, letting her dark hair fall into her face as Jamal starts to thrust into her. He thrusts and thrusts. You can hear his dark flesh slapping against her pale flesh.

At first she grunts with each thrust. Then she starts to say "fuck... fuck... fuck..." with each thrust. She glances up to where she knows you are.

You know what part comes next.

"Pull my hair Jamal." She says, breathing heavily. Jamal does, reaching over, grabbing a wad of brown hair and pulling it. Erin's back arches, as Jamal's thick cock ceaselessly thrusts into her asshole.

"Tell me I'm your slut tonight." Erin pants.

"You are my slut tonight." He says, turning from confused to confident to aggressive. "You're a big slut."

"How big?" Erin loves egging him on.

"Huge. You're the biggest slut I know." Jamal grits his teeth and thrusts harder and harder and harder.

"Tell me I'm a perfect slut." Erin's voice is starting to fade. You know that means she's about to cum.

"You are."

"Say the... words"

"You are a perfect slut. An amazing slut."

"Pull my hair... harder. And make sure you cum in my ass... understand?" Erin's eyes are starting to roll in her head. You smile a you watch. What luck you have to be with such an insatiable girl she can cum in almost any circumstance. "I want you to cum so deep in my ass I can taste it." Her voice faces out.

And you can tell Jamal is close to cumming too. "Fuck..." he says. "Fuck!"

"OH YES!" you hear Erin shout, but not really shout. It's barely audible. It's just loud breath.

And then you can see in Jamal's face that he's exploded inside your girlfriends ass.

He's happy. She's happy. She's filled in both holes. Slowly she slides off his cock and flops onto the floor.

Jamal doesn't seem to know what to do at first. He looks down proudly at his cock, then he gathers his pants and starts to put them back on, slowly.

Erin rolls over and looks up at him. "Don't worry, you'll still get a tip."

Jamal looks totally confused as if he'd forgotten why he even came here tonight. Erin grabs some money from off a shelf and hands it to him. "That's for the pizza. Not the fucking."

"Thank you." Jamal is covered in sweat. You imagine he's probably wondering how exactly he's going to finish his deliveries for the night without looking a mess. "I guess I'll see you at work tomorrow."

Erin smiles. "If I need a little extra assistance at work tomorrow, would you mind staying late?" She winks.

Jamal smiles. "N... no." he's back to being timid.

Erin giggles. She's such a tease... but the type that actually will fuck you. "I must have something for interns. You know I just tried to fuck another intern the other night. We made out for a bit, but that's about all. Do you know Nathalie?" She asks.

"Nathalie?" Jamal suddenly looks shocked. "Made out with you?"

Erin nods. "Yup. I know you're both interns. Do you know her well?"

"Nathalie?" Jamal seems hung up on this. And you're not sure why. But he's about to tell you. "Yes I know her well."