Now, I had my closest friend’s ear to bend. After all, I did yearn to watch him and Jessica hook up. To my surprise, detailing how hot it was watching Jessica get blackened for the first time didn’t faze Rob. He somehow knew how common it had become for married men to enjoy watching their wives screw other men. I guess husbands everywhere now arrange dates for their wives, especially with black bulls. With our Vegas trip, Jessica made all the arrangements.
What made Rob look at me as if I had lost my mind was when I mentioned what Jessica made me do with her black bull. In one instance, after her bull had cum several times inside of her, she sat up and dropped her pussy right in my face.
“Now be a good husband and eat me,” she ordered. I swallowed a mouthful of sperm for the first time. That was a handful for Rob to hear!
Then, I got down to business with him. “Now,” I went on. “Since we have been happily married for over twelve years and are opening things up for exploration, my wife is all yours to do with as you please!”
John, Rob’s face turned red, and I watched his dick suddenly grow to its entire length. Imagine a garden hose unraveling and filling up when you turn the water on. It was difficult to peel my eyes away from the biological anomaly that sprung to life between his legs.
Being as high as I was for the first time in decades, Rob wasn’t sure I was of sound mind.
“You have smoked as much weed as I have, so you are quite high,” he said. “Are you sure you know what you are saying?’
I can tell you, John, that while I was super high, I still had my wits about me. I reassured him that I knew what I wanted–and what my wife would take. After all, I had thought quite a bit about doing Jessica since Las Vegas.
“I have only one request,” I said. “At least once while you’re here, let me watch you fuck her.”
“You think that will bother me?” he laughed, convinced I was not bullshitting him about fucking Jessica or about our Vegas travails. When the opportunity presented itself, I told Rob to follow my lead. “She will fuck you every which way except her ass. That’s off limits.” I lied with a smile.
John, since my wife wouldn’t give me her backdoor, I didn’t want any other man to have it either. Rob would be no exception.
So, the stage was set.
A cold front moved through the area the next afternoon, bringing massive thunderstorms to the area. I had to reassure Rob that I looked forward to him plundering my wife before my eyes.
Jessica slept in until 11 am and went about her usual Saturday routine, after which she showered and put on an orange sun dress that gave us a nice side view of her C-cups. With it storming outside, Rob and I picked up where we left off the night before and started partying again. The margaritas Jessica made started flowing as well.
As time passed, the three of us felt no pain. Around one o’clock, Jessica took a phone call, leaving Rob and me alone. While she was gone, I told Rob what we would do. “The first thing we do is get out of these clothes,” I told him.