Giving her something good

"Why, what are you going to give me, Jose?" she asked innocently. Then my wife's mouth made a cute "O" of surprise as the horny landscaper thrust himself up into her from behind.

"Unnggh, arrgh," groaned Jose loudly as he started pumping away on my wife from behind.

"Oh god, yes, YES!" cried my wife. Her face was a mask of passion and she reached out to grab my arm to steady herself as the tall Guatemalan fucked her as hard as he could, his hands clamped like pincers onto Cindy's soft ivory hips. I didn't know what else to do, so I held my wife's hand to steady her while the big man used her for sex.

"What the holy hell is going on over there?" called my neighbor Ed from his backyard next door. "Sounds like a fucking porno," he laughed as he pushed through the shrubs into our backyard. "Frank, Cindy, holy fuck nuggets! It is a goddamn porno. What gives?"

"Hubby told her she was too fat, so she came out here to see what we think," said Carlos. He kept fapping away as he watched Jose humping my wife more and more frantically.

"You didn't call Cindy fat, now did you Frank?" scolded Ed. "That's not nice, you know. Christ she's half the size of my wife Bertha, and you don't see me calling Bertha fat."

"Thank you, Ed," panted my wife. "Oh sorry, I'm cumming now." I held my wife's hand as she shuddered with a climax from the latino's hard fucking and it was pretty hot actually. I noticed my penis getting hard.

"Who you calling fat, Ed?" called Bertha as she pushed through the bushes separating our properties and then stopped short. Her mouth dropped open. "Cindy, what the heck you doing girl?"

"Trying to prove a point to my husband," Cindy called back. She gave me a significant look.

"Frank called her fat, so she went to ask the Mexican how fat THEY thought she was," Ed told his wife.

"We Guatemalan not Mexican!" objected Carlos with his dick in his hand, but Ed just waved him off dismissively. Being black, Ed didn't worry too much about coming across as racist.

"Oh, that ain't right, Frank. Cindy looks just fine," fussed Bertha. "You got no business hurting your wife's feelings like that."

"Ay, Mama! Ay!, I'm getting ready!" cried Jose. He was slapping my wife's ass over and over again as he pumped his cock in and out of her at a feverish pace.

"No, wait, pull out and cum on my face. Show my husband how much you like my fat," begged Cindy. She drew away from him and dropped down on her knees before him. She looked up at him beseechingly and cradled her big white bosoms under her arm so he could see them better and he gave his cock a quick jerk and started shooting spurt after spurt of hot jizm all over my wife's face and tits.

"Yeah, hubby, check it out. That's what I think of your wife, my man. She a hot mama!" cried Jose in triumph.

"Oh my gosh, Frank. LOOK how much he came," giggled my wife in delight. She gave Jose's nutsack a playful tug and was rewarded with a few more sticky blobs of semen erupting from the slick brown head of Jose's big cock. "Look how much Hispanics like fat girls."

"Girl you nasty," laughed Bertha. She and her husband had come closer to watch the bold landscaper blow his load on my wife.

"Frank was the one that said Mexicans and blacks like fat women like me," said Cindy, pointing an accusing finger at me. "He's the racist one."

I felt mortified that she would say that in front of our black neighbors, and I tried to defend myself. "You are the one kneeling there, stark naked, covered in another man's cum after letting him fuck the shit out of you, and somehow I should feel guilty about being racist? What the fuck?" I cried.

"Black guys do like big booty, that's not racist," admitted Bertha. "But I got no sympathy for you, Mr. Frank. You wanna toss your wife aside for being too fat? Serves you right that she show you how much other guys willing to go to WORK on that booty."

"I'll go to work on that booty, baby, come down here in the soft grass," said Carlos. He showed my wife his straining brown cock and pointed to the ground by his feet.

"Ooo, I'm getting all kinds of love today from the brown guys," giggled my wife and she jumped up and ran over to Carlos.

"Cindy, I think you made your point already, ok?" I yelped. But my prick was standing at attention as I watched my wife hurriedly wipe Jose's cum from her mouth so she and Carlos could kiss. He was squeezing her plump ass and prodding her in the cunt with his stiff cock as they made out in the yard.

"That booty DO look good," mumbled Ed, licking his lips as he watched Carlos work my wife's pale buttocks over with his rough brown hands.

"I don't usually like for Ed to try to get up on white women, but I ain't even mad at him. Your poor wife deserve a little love after you cast her aside like that," Bertha scolded me.

"Uh, calling my wife fat isn't quite the same as casting her aside," I objected.

"Says you," sniffed Bertha.