Sara's Slutwife Chronicles - Part 1: First Time Sharing Sara - Sex Stories

Sara's Slutwife Chronicles - Part 1: First Time Sharing Sara

... moan-cry-grunt. After a moment she turned her head a bit, showing another mischievous grin, and said flat-out, "God, baby...you know what? I'd probably do anything if I'm high enough... and that really does sound like it'd be REEEEALLY fun..." My cock twitched inside her. "You want to?" She nodded as she moaned, "mmhmm..." "Do you have someone in mind already?" Another loud moan. "I have several someones in mind right now, but I already know who I want to fuck me." Chapter 2 Jason (or "J-Rock") was one of our aforementioned drug buddies that dropped by periodically to sell us some dope, & sometimes just to get high with us. He was in his late 20s, black, & one of many local gangbanger thugs in the area. He always flirted a bit with Sara, & she'd flirt back - relatively innocent initially, although I could see the lust in his eyes when he watched her. Sara had told me, during that wild sex session two days ago, that she decided that she wanted to invite him to have some "naughty adult fun". It was common for everyone to gather on our bed for a smoke session, which the thread of us did. We loaded the pipe down with 60 cents all at once, quickly getting FUBAR; then J-Rock pulled out his dope bag & reaching in, broke off a BIG shard from the massive rock in the bag, & dropped it on the scale on the nightstand - the display read "0.8g", or 80 cents. He picked it up, looked at Sara & told her to open her mouth; as soon as she did so, he reached forward and dropped the shard right ...

... on the back of her tongue; her face contorted as the bitterness hit her taste buds, and involuntarily swallowed the whole thing all at once. He then repeated the whole thing. The second rock weighed out to 85 cents. This one he dropped on my tongue, and I swallowed. Then he broke a piece for himself, ate it, reloaded the pipe, & we kept smoking, talking & laughing (and they kept flirting). At some point, the mindless conversation hit the subject of sex, which instantly had everyone's attention. He nonchalantly brought up the topic of blowjobs, & Sara immediately launched into a spiel about how much she legitimately enjoys sucking cock, being sure to mention her ability to deepthroat. "Nah," J said skeptically, "you'd have to PROVE that one," causing Sara to break out in one of her devilish grins. "Don't dare me," she said, grinning. J-Rock adjusted as he sat, and accidentally brought our attention to the growing bulge in his pants. Out of curiosity that was not-so-innocent, Sara asked, "so...is it true, what they say about black men and their cock size?" He laughed, "yup. We're all pack in' large in our drawers - mostly, anyway." At that moment she lit her last cigarette, and asked if I would run to the store for more. I said sure, slipped on my shoes, and headed toward the front door, my wife following. "I'm gonna talk to him alone for a minute, pitch the whole idea of you watching us screw while you're gone - make it a bit less awkward. Haha! Hurry back!" It's a 5 minute ...