The Awakening Part V - Sex Stories

The Awakening Part V

... enormity of it all swept over him. Slowly, he raised his hands to her blouse and gently cupped her breasts. Her nipples were hard and jutting through the light fabric. He felt her draw in her breath as she appeared to enjoy his touch. “Take it off,” she commanded. She was rubbing the huge cock in her left hand as she dealt this blow to Tom as he realised that she didn’t want him to play with her, she wanted him to undress her for Marcus. Tom slowly unbuttoned the blouse and forced himself not to feel her creamy breasts, the globes of which were sitting proud of her lacy, black plunge bra. He slipped the garment off her shoulders and down her arms and tossed it onto a chair. “That’s getting better,” said Marcus as he lifted a large black hand and gently traced the lace edging of Mandy’s bra. Tom knelt down behind Mandy in order to unzip her black pencil skirt. He gazed longingly at the beautiful silk covered legs and her high heeled shoes and ran his hand up the inside of one leg. Mandy shifted slightly and parted her legs enough that Tom could stroke the calf and inner thigh. He was delighted that she seemed to enjoy this and was about to stroke higher, to the anticipated stocking top and her silky thigh, when Mandy said sternly, “The skirt Tom, just remove my skirt.” Tom was devastated for the second time in a minute, as his loving wife denied him access to her body. His erection was painful and stiff against the confines of his clothing. Tom unzipped the skirt and Mandy ...

... wriggled her ass and hips to aid its removal. Tom pulled the skirt down by the hem and as it slid slowly down her legs her beautiful panty-clad ass and stocking tops came into view. Mandy stepped out of the skirt and Tom swept it clear of her feet. He glanced up at his wife, standing in her high heels, stockings and black lingerie. He almost choked at the sight before his eyes, the whole black and white thing; Mandy’s pale skin and her lingerie, white and black; Mandy and Marcus, white and black; her hand on his enormous cock, white on black. It all was so, so, just right in some way. It dawned on Tom that in this position he was eye level with Marcus’s huge, venous erection. Mandy looked down and saw Tom looking at it. “Impressed?” she breathed. “What?” said Tom. “You are staring at it Tom, are you impressed?” “Yes.” “So you should be darling, it is incredible isn’t it?” she continued. “I can’t get my hand around him, look.” Tom watched as his wife shifted her hand and tried to encircle the huge silky organ in front of him. He watched as her wedding ring, the very ring he had chosen as the symbol of his love and devotion to her, was now glinting in the electric light as her hand slowly stroked the massive black erection before him, her fingers stretched around it. Inches from his face, his wife stroked the foreskin back and forth over the huge head of Marcus’s thick cock. He listened as Marcus groaned his pleasure. Tom wondered how something like that would feel in his own ...