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 Chapter 1

   I'm Mike and here I' am living upstairs in the upper flat of an old once
broken down duplex once owned by my wife Stacy's grandfather.  Oh, I need
to correct that statement.  Stacy is my ex-wife now.

   Let me tell you a little about this old place I live in today.  It's one
of those typical old Victorian style homes that have been converted into
two living areas.  A large living area on the first floor where my wife, I
mean my ex-wife Stacy lives now and this upper flat I now call home.

   When Stacy's grandfather died four years ago this place was a dump until
I got my hands on her and fixed her all up.  She became my pride and joy
and thankfully, Stacy gave me some recognition for my achievement with the
place.  She's a fine looking old painted lady now with the most modern
updates.

   When our divorce was finalized last year, I got half of this old place.
That's the way we agreed.  I guess you could say I'm now the maintenance
man, gardener and whatever else I need to be around here.  That's enough
about the house.

   Now, let me tell you about my ex.  Stacy is a gorgeous blonde.  Nice
full natural breasts, a small thin waist.  Long shapely legs and nice hips.
I guess you could say she was my trophy wife and I like to think of her in
that way to this day.

   We got married fresh out of college.  Our marriage lasted eight years. I
guess your wondering by now what went wrong.  I'm going to get to that in a
minute.  Actually I still wonder what all went wrong in the first place.

   You see, it started about three years into our marriage.  We were trying
to have kids.  I mean we tried like hell for a long time.  We tried
different methods and finally went to a doctor and I found out I was the
problem.  I started blaming myself and began drinking.

   I'd come home late from the bar several times a week.  What wife is
going to put up with that shit?  I really felt bad we couldn't have kids.
Stacy was going to find a donor but I objected to the idea.  We argued a
lot and the next thing I knew was we were in divorce court.  Stacy had
enough!

   I moved up here and Stacy and I stayed real close like we were still
married.  I mean, she'd have me down for dinner or we would go out on
Friday nights and even spend the weekend together.  It took us three months
until Stacy finally allowed me to have sex with her again.  Yeah!  No shit!

   That lasted several months until Stacy put a stop to the free sex one
day.  I don't know if one of her close friends gave her advice or what but
I sure miss banging my beautiful blonde bride.

   God, Stacy acts like such a prude until you get to know her and she's
naked in bed.  It's like she turns into this wanton whore once she has her
legs spread and I have my cock inside her.

   I'll let you know right now I'm not the stud you may think I'm.  I
barely measure five inches in length but that sure kept Stacy satisfied or
at least I bought her those life like dildos to play with a while back.

   Yep, you guessed it.  Those dildos cost me the free sex I was getting on
a weekly basis.  I bought them for her birthday and thought she might get a
thrill out of using them when I wasn't around.  Little did I know they were
going to be my replacements.

   I mean, these things are around nine inches long and thick and feel like
the real deal.  One even rotates in every direction.  Stacy loves them I
even saw her use them a couple times.  Than she gave me this lecture one
day about how we shouldn't have sex since we were divorced.

   It's been four months now and I'm getting tired of using the hand if you
know what I mean.  I have plenty of photos back in the bedroom I took of
Stacy in her bikini.  Sure gets me by on those rough days.

   I think I opened up a whole new can of worms last night when I almost
pleaded with Stacy to have sex.  I tried to convince her that she should
have a real man rather than playing with those silly vibrators.  We even
cuddled while we talked last night.  I knew that I was getting close to
having sex with Stacy again.  Things started going sour after I touched her
crotch.

   She started pushing me away, telling me that I should find someone else
to have sex with.  I told her I didn't want anyone else but her.  She only
got angry with me and told me to leave.  I got up and started to leave but
not until I got my two cents in.

   I accused her of having a boyfriend which she denied and only got
angrier.  I kept up my nagging about how and why I thought she was messing
around and she replied that she had a right to if she so desired.

   Of coarse I told her to go ahead.  I told her to see if I care!  I did
but I was really angry at the time.  Somewhere during those nasty exchange
of words I think she finally said she was going to start dating someone.

   I was so angry I started drilling Stacy about men.  I wanted to know if
she had someone in mind and she kept denying that she knew anyone.  I
believed her but I had my doubts.  I guess I'm extremely jealous at the
thought of some other guy touching my......well.....ex.

   I finally walked out and closed the door hard as I left.  I laid in bed
that night stroking my cock and thinking about Stacy with another man.  I
just couldn't explain it.  I visualized Stacy in my head being screwed hard
by a young stud.  I could hear his massive thighs banging against Stacy's
upturned thighs.

   I got up this morning with a brain storm in my head.  You see, I figured
I'd find a man for Stacy myself.  OK, I'm not that crazy.  I figured I'd
hook her up with someone she wouldn't be interested in the least bit.  This
guy named Dan who moved in next door would be perfect!

   Dan was single.  He was tall and muscular.  He's had a few words with
Stacy in the past so I think she'd at least buy into it.  I'm grinning here
as I write this.  You see, Dan is as black as a chunk of coal.  I'm
laughing....

   I'm not making fun of the guy.  It's just that he has all the typical
features of an African.  You know, large lips, wide nose, kinky hair. 
Stacy wouldn't have any love interest in Dan.  Perhaps a good friend,
maybe?

   Dan would buy that extra time I needed to work on getting Stacy back. 
It couldn't do any harm to hook him up with Stacy.  How exactly I'm I going
to arrange this one?



   Dan was working in his yard later that morning.  I approached him with
small talk and complimented him on how well his lawn looked.  I ran
upstairs and got Dan a cold beer when he finished and we talked on his back
porch for almost an hour.

   I made up a few things about Stacy and told him I thought she was
attracted to him.  God, she'd kill me for this if she knew.  Dan knew all
about our divorce and I guess you could say he was a little hesitant to say
anything sexual about Stacy one way or another.

   I kept this conversation up and told Dan I'd run back to my place and
get us some more beer out of the frig.  He said he'd take a quick shower
while I was gone.  When I got back, Dan was wearing a pair of white boxers
and nothing else.  He had a towel wrapped around his shoulders.  I couldn't
help but notice how muscular he was.

   The gleam of dampness on his jet black skin reminded me of one of those
body builders you see during a competition.  Plus, he looked like a giant
peering down at me.  Dan was at least ten inches taller than me.

   I gave Dan a cold one and we sat in his kitchen as I continued my pitch.
I wanted to make sure he was really interested in Stacy.  I explained to
Dan that all I wanted to do was find a nice guy for Stacy.  Someone I could
trust.  He laughed when I said that one.

   "I never saw a man so eager to get his ex hooked up with another guy! 
Are you sure your not playing games with me?"

   I nervously responded.  "I swear Dan, all I want to do is to make sure
Stacy doesn't get involved with one of those jerks down at her office."

   I went on to explain who shy Stacy can be and how I didn't want one of
those hot shots down at her office to try and take advantage of her.  We
kept drinking beers and by the fourth beer, Dan was loosened up.  So was I
for that matter.

   "Why don't you and Stacy get back together?  You two seemed like such a
happy couple together and still do."

   I took another swig of my beer and prepared myself for an answer to
Dan's question.  "You see, it's just not the same, Dan.  Stacy doesn't want
to get intimate with me anymore."

   "Have you thought about moving on?  Find yourself a girlfriend?"

   "It's not that easy.  I still care and love Stacy.  I don't want to see
her get hurt."

   I don't know why I told him I still loved her.  I guess the beer had
more of an effect on me than I thought.

   "If you love her than why don't you tell her.  There's always a chance
you guys can work something out."

   I kept spilling my guts out to Dan.  "I want Stacy to experience what
it's like with another man.  You know, the whole package."

   Dan busted out laughing as he replied.  "The whole package, huh?"

   My head was spinning from the beer.  "Dan.  Stacy is a good person.  She
is a little shy and old fashion.  She'll never find a guy acting like a
spinster.  Stacy needs a guy who will charm his way into her heart."

   There I go again spilling my guts out to Dan about Stacy.  I couldn't
imagine what he was thinking.

   Dan laughed as he sipped on that beer.  "So you think she needs someone
who can wine and dine her.  I don't know if I'm the right guy for that job,
Mike.  What you need is a guy who can win her trust, take it slow.  It'll
take some planning on my part I suppose and......"

   I interrupted Dan.  "Are you going to help me or not?"

   Dan laughed again.  "I'm game, but are you sure Stacy is attracted to
me?"

   I looked Dan square in the eyes.  "I'm sure Dan.  Stacy really likes
you. She always makes wonderful comments about how well you keep up your
place here."

   Dan grinned as he sipped on his beer.  "How we gonna get this thing
started?"

   I had an idea.  "Stacy loves football and there is a game on this
Saturday.  Why don't I tell her I've invited you to a backyard barbeque. 
Just the three of us!"

   Dan really busted out laughing this time.  "Just the three of us?  You
want me to try and get intimate with your ex while your watching?"

   "Dan, it doesn't bother me.  What happens, happens!"

   "OK, but I'm going to warn you ahead of time.  I don't want no trouble
if something happens between Stacy and I.  Do you understand?"

   I gulped.  "Yeah, sure Dan.  I understand where your coming from."

   We went through that eight pack and Dan brought out another round from
his frig.  I stood up and held up my finger.

   "Wait, Dan.  I'll be right back."

   "Where the fuck you going man?"

   "I got something I want to show you."

   I walked back to my place and fetched a photo album I kept hidden in my
closet and returned back to Dan's place.  I sat the album on the table and
smiled at Dan.

   "You know what this is Dan?"

   "Your baby pictures?"

   I grinned as I flipped open the first page of the album.  Dan leaned
forward and starred at the photos on the first page.

   "Holly shit, man.  This is Stacy?"

   I had collected a bunch of nudes of Stacy during our marriage.  It took
me three years to finally get her to pose naked for me.  Here I was showing
another man the most intimate pictures of my lovely wife.  Well,
huh....ex-wife.

   Dan's eyes were straining as he starred at Stacy's rack.

   "Look at them nipples.  What did you do to make them that hard Mike?"

   I laughed as I flipped the page.  These shots had Stacy laying out on
the bed modeling her lovely body for me.  A nice shot of her blonde patch
and pussy slit in a couple shots.

   "Holly fuck, look at that pussy." Dan caught himself and apologized.

   "Sorry, Mike.  I forgot."

   "It's alright, Dan.  It's nice isn't it?"

   "Sure is nice."

   I flipped another page showing Stacy playfully flashing out in public.

   "I can't believe this is Stacy.  The way you talked, Stacy was ready to
join a convent!"

   I smiled.  "Stacy is hot once she opens up, Dan."

   "I see that, Mike."

   I kept thumbing through the photos showing Dan everything I had.  Some
photos were really intimate showing Stacy on the bed with her legs spread
wide.  Her pussy looked so inviting.

   I was seated only a couple feet away from Dan.  I don't know why I
looked down but Dan's cock was pressed straight out from those boxer
shorts. I couldn't help noticed how far it stuck out or why I made a
comment.

   "Looks like we're a little excited!"

   Dan laughed out loud.  "Sorry man, I can't help it.  You showing me all
these pictures of Stacy."

   Than I got personal.  "How big is that thing anyway?"

   Dan grinned at me.  "Why, you think I'll scare Stacy with it?"

   Dan stood up and walked over and opened a drawer near the sink.  I guess
we both had too much to drink to care about what we were doing.  Dan had a
tape measure in his hand.  He dropped his boxers revealing that huge black
snake to me.

   He measured ten inches in length and over eight inches around the girth.
It was the thickest cock I had ever seen.  I've seen a lot of porn in my
life but this thing Dan was carrying was thick and long!

   "Still want to hook me up with Stacy, Mike?"

   Dan couldn't have put it so bluntly.  I gulped as I replied.  "Yeah,
sure Dan.  You know I do."

   "Listen Mike, I'm not bragging or nothing but I could put all those dick
heads to shame down at Stacy's office.  Stacy gets use to this she isn't
gonna want no other dick."

   I thought to myself how right Dan was in his statement.  I sure hoped my
plan was going to backfire on him.  Stacy wouldn't even touch something
that big!  I started to wonder if she would.

   I had trouble sleeping that night.  I kept thinking about what Dan said
about Stacy.  I had visions of Stacy's thin white fingers wrapped around
that giant black cock.  I could see Dan's cock slipping deep inside Stacy's
tight white pussy and touching places I never could.

   I could even hear Stacy screaming out for more big black cock as I tried
to roll over and get some sleep.  I kept hearing a knocking sound.  I
suddenly woke up half dazed and looked at the clock.  It was after two in
the morning.  Someone was knocking on my door.  I got out of bed and walked
out front.

   "Who is it?" I asked.

   "It's me, Stacy."

   I got all excited.  I quickly opened the front door and found Stacy
standing outside my door wearing just a tiny black nightie.

   "What's wrong?  Is someone trying to break in or something?"

   "No, Everything is fine.  I need to talk to you." Stacy invited herself
in as I shut the front door.  I turned around to see those perfect ass
cheeks swaying with each footstep she took.  How I wanted to touch that
sweet little ass again.

   "What's wrong?  Did you have a bad dream or something?"

   Stacy plopped down on my sofa and took a deep breath.  "I'm fine,
Mike.....Your not going to guess in a million years who I just got off the
phone with....."

   I couldn't even try to guess who Stacy was talking to but took a quick
guess.  "One of your relatives from back east?"

   "No, honey.....It was Dan!...You know, Dan our next door neighbor?"

   I looked like a cat who just ate the canary.  I was kind of nervous to
see what she was going to say.  Did Dan spill the beans on my plan?"

   "Oh God honey, I spent almost four hours on the phone talking to that
man."

   "Really?  What did you talk about?"

   "First.  He invited us over to watch the game Saturday.  We got to
talking about different things and I guess we started getting a little
personal....you know....about things going on in our lives and....."

   I abruptly cut Stacy off.  I guess I was nervous and excited to know
what they talked about.  "What did he say?"

   "Honey, I'm getting to that, please let me finish."

   I sat down next to Stacy on the couch.  "Honey, did you know Dan is
attracted to me?"

   Uh.....no....I had no idea!  Is that what Dan told you?"

   "Yeah, plus.....huh.....I told him.....huh...I found him attractive
too......"

   My heart sank.  My body was in shock.  This wasn't suppose to happen!

   "How or Why did you tell Dan you were attracted to him?"

   "Honey, I just didn't blurt that one out.  We'd been on the phone
talking about different things and I guess I told him I was.  He was really
surprised to know it too."

   "I bet he was."

   "Mike, your not going to get jealous on me now are you?"

   I felt my chest coming up to my throat as I tried to reply.

   "No, not at all baby.  You know how much I care about you.  I just don't
want to see you get hurt or anything."

   "Mike, honey....we've known Dan for sometime now.  He's always been
really nice to both of us.  Wasn't it you that said I should start seeing
other men?"

   "Yeah.  I guess I said that.....but I never expected you to start seeing
our neighbor!"

   "Mike, it's not like we're going on a real date or anything like that.
Your going to be there too."

   "So I get to watch another man seduce you, is that it?"

   "So it, Mike....Your jealous of Dan and I want you to stop it right
now."

   I just noticed something on Stacy's left ring finger.  It was her
diamond engagement ring and wedding band.  I reached over and took her
hand.

   "What's this?  Your wearing your rings?"

   Stacy sort of blushed and replied.  "I was feeling a little lonely this
evening...Before Dan called and I just put it on.  I don't know why."

   "You still love me don't you?"

   "Mike, you know I love you!"

   I gripped Stacy's left hand and held it tight.  "Than why are we still
divorced?"

   "Mike, lets not talk about that right now.  I better get back downstairs
and get some sleep.  I don't want to be at Dan's place tomorrow all
sleepy."

   Stacy stood up and I gave her a big hug.  Gosh, feeling those huge
breasts pushing into my chest again and the softness of her skin just drove
me wild.  I wanted to take her right there but I let her walk out.  It gave
me one last glimpse of those round ass cheeks bouncing with each step she
took.  Than the door was closed and I was starring at the floor.

   I arrived at Dan's Saturday afternoon with two twelve packs of beer
tucked under my arms.  I rung the doorbell and you'd never guess who
answered the door?  Yes, it was Stacy!  She had arrived early.  She grabbed
one of the twelve packs from under my arm and gave me a little peck on the
lips.

   "Hi baby, Dan's on the back porch cooking."

   Stacy looked hot to say the least.  She wore this sheer red top which
allowed her nipples to poke though and point straight out.  She also had on
a black mini skirt with high heels.  I had to admit it was hot out today
and Stacy was sure dressed to combat the heat.

   "I didn't expect to see you here so early?"

   "I thought I'd come over and help Dan with a few things."

   I walked in carrying the other pack of beer under my arm and followed
Stacy into the kitchen.  I could faintly smell her sweet perfume.  Her ass
swayed as I followed her into the room.  Stacy hollered out to Dan.



   "Mike's here!"

   Dan poked his head inside the door.  "Hey, man.  Come on out, you can
watch me cook."

   Stacy opened a beer for me and I went out to check on Dan.  He had a
small LCD television on the deck with the pre-game show on it.

   Stacy popped the door open long enough to say.  "I'll be out in a
minute. I have to use the little girls room."

   The door closed again and Dan winked at me as he flipped the hamburgers
on the grill.

   "How is everything going, Dan?  I mean with Stacy here?"

   Dan turned around and grinned.  "Couldn't be more perfect.  I want to
thank you for everything."

   Dan was thanking me already for something I hoped wouldn't work out the
way he thought.  I just acknowledged Dan with a nod.

   Dan turned around and smiled.  "Stacy's looking good today isn't she
Mike?"

   "Yeah.  I'm a little surprised."

   Dan laughed.  "I told her red was my favorite color.  I suppose that's
why she wore that top today, don't you think?"

   "I imagine it is Dan.  Huh, how long has Stacy been here anyway?"

   "She came over a couple hours ago.  She wanted to help with the salad.
We were able to talk a little more."

   Dan got me curious.  "What sort of things did you talk about."

   "Everything.  Stacy is a really nice woman.  I don't know what it is but
we seem to hit it off really good.  She loves Philly though.  I guess I
can't change her mind about her football team."

   Stacy walked out with a beer in her hand.  She smiled at Dan before
sitting down on the love seat Dan had on the deck and slipped out of her
heels and curled her feet up onto the cushion.

   Stacy looked so sexy sitting there.  I did take notice she was still
wearing her rings.  I thought that was a nice gesture on her part.  Perhaps
it made her feel more secure wearing them.  I wasn't sure.

   We ate while watching the game.  Stacy gets more excited during football
games than some men and today was no exception.  Dan sat next to Stacy on
that loveseat and every time Philly got the lead she'd bounce up clapping
her hands and yelling.  Dan got a thrill out of watching her boobs bouncing
each time she got excited.

   We finally finished eating.  The game was over when it started to rain
so we took everything inside.  All three of us worked on washing dishes
than took beers into Dan's living room where we all relaxed.

   I was getting a little drunk by early evening.  I know the booze had to
be effecting Dan and Stacy too.  We sat on the floor while Dan told us
about his days in the army.  Stacy had her legs stretched out with her feet
close to Dan.  I really didn't notice his hand touching her toes until I
leaned forward.

   That damn beer was making me piss and I had to go again.  I got up and
when I returned, Dan's hand was massaging Stacy's ankle.  He moved his hand
back as I entered the room.

   "Hey Dan, you don't have to stop on my account."

   He laughed and said.  "OK.  I think I'll take you up on that!"

   He quickly put his hand back on Stacy's ankle only this time massaged
her whole leg up to her knee.  He tickled her leg and she sort of kicked
her feet back almost hitting Dan's thigh and giggled.

   "I'm kind of ticklish there."

   Dan playfully replied as he touched Stacy's leg in the same area.  "Oh,
I'll have to work on those ticklish spots.  I found one, how many others do
you have Stacy?"

   Stacy smiled like a school girl replying.  "Oh, I don't know, I have a
few others.  I'm not going to tell you."

   Dan replied.  "Guess I'll have to find those myself."

   They both laughed as I offered to get another round of beers from the
frig.  I got up and walked into the dark kitchen searching for the light
switch.  I poked my head back into the dinning room and starred at Stacy
and Dan on the floor in the living room.

   They were just starring at each other.  Dan's hand had worked all the
way up to Stacy's thigh.  She was laying on her side so Dan could easily
massage her thigh along with a portion of her smooth white ass.  I could
see his hand rubbing her thigh ever so slowly as Stacy just sat there
looking straight into his eyes.

   I just starred at them for a few moments waiting for something further
to happen.  I suppose not with me hanging around so I opened the frig and
got three beers and started to make my way back into the living room.

   I stopped dead in my tracks as I started walking through the doorway. 
They were kissing.  Dan was leaning forward kissing Stacy on the lips.  His
head was tilted as they locked lips.  I had a good view.  I cleared my
throat and Dan backed away.

   I pretended I didn't see anything as I gave out their beers.  Stacy had
a guilty expression on her face and soon excused herself to go to the
bathroom.  I sat back down as she got up and walked out of the room.

   Dan looked at me with a grin on his face and said.  "Maybe you should
leave after this one Mike.  Your welcome to stay but I'm going to warn you
now that I'm getting some of that pussy tonight regardless if you stay or
not.  Do you understand me?"

   I looked at Dan kind of in a shock.  I responded more like a robot
rather than a reply.  "Yeah, sure Dan."

   Dan got up off the floor and switch off the bright light dimming it low
than turned on some romantic music.  I just starred at Dan preparing for
the evening wondering if that was my cue to leave or stay.  I figured I'd
at least wait until Stacy returned from the bathroom.

   Stacy did return a couple minutes later.  Her lipstick was freshened up
and she sat down right next to Dan on the sofa.  He didn't waste anytime
moving his arm around her shoulder and looked over at me.

   I just put the can of beer to my lips and took a long swig trying not to
look their way.  Dan at least gave me a choice.  I kind of wanted to stick
around to see Dan get rejected anyway.

   Dan was kissing Stacy again only this time he had both hands on her
breasts.  He was pinching her nipples through the thin red material of her
top.  Stacy didn't seem to mind.  I don't know how much beer we drank but
she was certainly on her way to being drunk.

   Dan's tongue was stuck between Stacy's red ruby lips now and I just
froze in position as I watched her eagerly accept his tongue.  The music
was even having an effect on me.  My dick was hard as stone.  Could I be a
cuckold and not have even known it?

   Stacy's left hand was holding Dan's chin as they kissed.  Her large
diamond ring glistened in the dim light.  My heart was pumping faster as I
watched my ex-wife being seduced by this black man.  Why did she wear her
rings?  Was this some sort of payback?  Stacy wasn't mine any longer.  How
could I stop Dan from seducing Stacy?

   Dan suddenly stood up.  He briefly glanced over at me and walked around
the sofa and opened a small drawer on an end tale.  He was fetching
something.  He walked back and sat next to Stacy.  He put a cigarette in
his mouth.  He's going to smoke now?

   No!  Wait!  It's a joint.......He's going to smoke grass!  Dan lit up
and took a inhaled and passed it to Stacy who did the same.  They kept
passing it back and forth until it was worn down.  Dan lit another one only
this time reached out and wanted me to smoke it.

   I reached out and took a long drag.  My first time since college I might
add.  I gave it back to Dan who passed it right to Stacy.  I don't ever
remember seeing Stacy smoke weed.  Dan and Stacy finished it off and began
kissing again.

   Dan had scooted Stacy closer so they were seated in the center of the
couch now.  He's tongue was between her lips while he massaged her huge
breasts.  Dan finally had Stacy lean forward while he pulled off that red
top exposing her milky white globes to his dark eyes for the very first
time.

   Dan gasped when he saw their size and immediately cupped one in his big
hand.  He leaned over and stuck his tongue out touching a nipple before
devouring it with his thick lips.

   Dan slurped at it like he was a nursing baby.  He groaned with
excitement and anticipation of what would soon come.  Dan leaned down much
closer and worked his lips from one breast to the other.

   Stacy held the palm of her hand on the back of Dan's head starring down
at Dan's lips like how a nursing mother would watch her baby.  I could see
the wetness on her breast.  Dan was slobbering all over those giant white
babies.  I thought that he must be thinking he was in heaven right now.

   Stacy looked up than over at me while Dan continued to suck on her
breasts.  Our eyes met as Dan continued to devour her breasts with his
mouth.  We kept eye contact while she stroked the back of Dan's head. 
Maybe she was feeling pity for me.  I wasn't sure.

   Our eyes broke contact when Dan moved his head up for another long
passionate kiss.  His huge black hands were now squeezing those milky white
globs making Stacy moan into his mouth with passion.

   Dan suddenly stopped the kiss and took Stacy's hands and had her stand
up right next to him.  Stacy was facing me while Dan worked on the zipper
at the back of her mini skirt.  He looked like a kid at Christmas the way
he tugged at that mini dress pulling it down Stacy's beautiful hips.

   Stacy kept starring at me as I watched Dan pull the skirt all the way
down to the floor revealing the most hottest looking ass I think Dan ever
saw.  The only thing covering Stacy's pussy now was a tiny black thong.

   Dan quickly put his hands on Stacy's smooth soft cheeks than pressed his
thick black lips against her flesh giving her a kiss on one of her cheeks.
Stacy kept starring at me and leaned forward putting her hands on her
knees.

   She kept eye contact with me as she playfully wiggled her ass back and
forth for Dan's pleasure giggling with a smile as Dan inhaled nervously.  I
don't think Dan could believe he had such a beautiful white woman to his
diposal right now.

   Stacy was teasing Dan now.  She kept wiggling that sweet little white
ass at him and inched forward playing cat and mouse with him.  I found it
rather amusing myself.

   Stacy moved forward a couple feet while Dan tried to grab hold of her
ass but she got away and almost fell forward until I reached out trying to
stop Stacy from falling.  She was a little drunk.

   Stacy pretty much slapped her hands on my shoulders and held herself up
as Dan raced across the floor and quickly grabbed her hips making Stacy
squeal with joy.

   "Huh.....Stop.......He's got a hold of me darling.......Make him
stop......!"

   I knew Stacy didn't really mean it because she was smiling and laughing
in between those words.  Stacy was hanging on me now as Dan leaned over and
cupped Stacy's huge breasts from behind.

   My face wasn't much more than a foot away from Dan's hands which were
tightly locked on Stacy's beautiful white globes.

   "Honey.....Stop him....." Stacy playfully screamed in my ear as Dan took
hold of Stacy's hips now and pressed his crotch into her gorgeous ass
cheeks.  He started banging her ass like they were really screwing now.

   Stacy was squealing and begging me to help her out.  I just sat their
holding her up with my body.  I could feel the thrusts each time Dan banged
into Stacy's beautiful ass.

   Suddenly, Stacy calmed down with a look of pur passion on her face.  She
was humping back at Dan now and leaned closer to my face waiting for a
kiss. I tilted my head and accepted her lips.  It was a hot open mouth
passionate kiss.

   Dan ruined it when he reached around and inserted his big black hand
under Stacy's tiny black thong.  She quickly broke off the kiss and moaned
with delight as Dan cupped her bare pussy with his big black hand.

   Stacy arched up, eyes half closed and moaned as she put her hands over
the tiny black thong pressing Dan's hands against her pussy.

   "Oh God yes......I need some cock....."

   I watched in amazement as Dan kept his hand on Stacy's pussy.  It looked
like he may have inserted a finger between her slit the way she arched up
and back against him.

   "You want black cock baby?....."

   All Stacy could do at the moment was purr like a little kitten.  Stacy's
hips were squirming to Dan's touch.  Eyes closed, mouth wide open.  Dan had
one hand inside Stacy's thong and the other cupping a huge breast.

   Stacy hand one hand over her thong and the other holding Dan's hand
tight against her breast.  She kept moaning as Dan finally removed his hand
from beneath the thong.

   He brought his finger up to his lips and inserted it into his mouth and
smacked his lips.

   "You taste so good baby.....Tell me you want my cock...."

   Dan inserted his hand back inside the thong while Stacy moaned.



   "Come on....Tell me what you want..."

   Stacy hesitated and studdered but got the words out that Dan wanted to
hear.  "I want some cock inside me."

   "Who's cock do you want baby?"

   Stacy kept squirming around trying to aviod his question as Dan kept
working his finger inside her tight wet slit.

   "I want your cock....Your black cock inside me...."

   That was Dan's cue!  He quickly removed his hand from beneath the thong
and grabbed Stacy and lifted her up into his arms.  Stacy was starring at
me as Dan turned and walked toward the bedrooms.  I had to walk quickly to
keep pace with Dan.

   Dan walked down the hallway with Stacy in his arms.  She was pleadingly
looking over his shoulder at me like she wanted me to put an end to this.
Maybe she just felt pity for me.  I hurried along as Dan turned the corner
and slammed the bedroom door shut behind him.

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