A Poolside Threesome as I Watch

Cindy lay sprawled on our bed, her lithe 19 year old body leaning against my 40 year old wife, Diane. She plucked one last bit of my cum from her hair and licked her fingers.

“You have an awesome cock, Mr. P.,” she said, “Bigger than Mr. Royce’s.”

So she had been fucking Don Royce, who lived two houses down.

Cindy continued, “Mrs. P., that boob job you had last year really came out great. I’m saving up for one myself.”

“Thanks, Cindy,” Diane said, “You know, you can come over and use our pool anytime you want. You can even bring a friend.” Diane winked at me slyly.

“Well,” Cindy said, “There is this new guy I’ve been dating, Damien, but he might act a little shy around Mr. P.”

“That’s all right,” Diane interjected, “I’m sure Mr. P. can make himself scarce.”

Sure I could.

That Saturday Cindy and her friend Damien planned to visit. Diane spent the morning primping and picking out a bikini to wear, finally deciding on the red thong bikini which showed off her ample breasts. She was finishing shaving her pussy when the doorbell rang.

“I’ll get it,” she cried, and hurriedly ran to the front door. I positioned myself where I could have an unobstructed view of the pool area, hidden from view. I took out my cock and began stroking it.

“Come in,” I heard Diane say, and a few minutes later the next thing I heard was a splash in the pool. I looked to see Diane and Cindy liberally applying suntan oil to each other. Damien must be in the pool, I thought.

Cindy and Diane stretched out on lounge chairs as Damien climbed out of the pool. Damien was a tall, youngish black man, about 25, and was wearing a Speedo that clearly showed his cock tucked in tight. He sat down between Cindy and Diane, the three of them talking animatedly. A cooler provided wine and beer refreshments for the three of them.

Every few minutes or so I could see Cindy lean across to Damien and kiss him. At first he seemed shy kissing Cindy in Diane’s presence but after a few drinks he loosened up and returned her kisses passionately.

Cindy then stood up and walked back into the house. What was this I wondered?

“Mr. P.?” I heard Cindy call out. “Where are you?”

“Right here,” I called back. She found me and sat down beside me to watch.

“I told them I needed to pee,” she said, “I thought I’d let the two of them get to know each other better. Let me do that for you.” With that she took over stroking me and we both turned to watch Diane and Damien.

They were getting along famously and I wondered what would happen next. I did not have long to wait. As Damien turned to get another beer, Diane quickly untied her top and let it fall to the pool deck.

“Oh my,” I heard her say. She placed her hands on her breasts to cover up. “Will you get that thing for me, Damien?” she said coyly, “Help me get it back on, would you?”

Damien picked up her top and leaned forward to place it on Diane. When he was inches from her face she suddenly kissed him on the mouth, releasing her breasts and holding him tight to her. I could tell he was surprised but quickly recovered and returned her kiss. They embraced in that position, kissing and petting, and the oil from Diane’s body began to coat Damien, turning his coal-black skin shiny. Diane reached down and released his cock from his Speedo and it sprang up to attention. Diane leaned down and took his cock in her mouth, swallowing his entire member right down to the base of the shaft.

Hell, I didn’t know she could do that, she never did it with me.

“Is that Diane’s first time with a black man?” asked Cindy, “Her first black cock?”

I guess it was. Not so sure it would be her last the way she deep-throated him.

“I see you need something, too, Mr. P.” said Cindy, and she leaned down and began sucking on my cock. I watched as Damien covered Diane’s body in kisses as she returned the favor. Damien then climbed on top of her and began furiously fucking her, his black cock slamming in and out of her freshly-shaved white pussy.

They came and I came, me in Cindy’s mouth, Damien in Diane’s wet pussy. Cindy wiped her lips and said, ‘That was great, Mr. P., but I better get back to the pool. I watched for the next hour as the three of them fucked and sucked each other to exhaustion.

Later that day, after Diane had a nap to recover, I asked her, “So how was your first black cock? Was it all that the porno magazines claim it to be?”

Her reply was as much question as answer. “I’ll let you know in a week or so. Did I tell you that Damien has a twin brother?”