After two days of fucking and sucking with Yolanda, I had left her in bed with Sandra, an entertainment reporter for a southern publication.
Flying as a corporate pilot for a company in West Texas and making a daily round-trip from Midland-Odessa to a remote airstrip in a resort community on the Rio Grande, I invited residents and workers in the resort community to ride with me. Yolanda, a young, black woman who tended bar at the saloon in the western resort town, took me up on my offer. Half my age, she was young, in her early 20s, about 5' 5," 120 pounds, just a bit plump, with a beautiful face, nice white-toothed smile, full red lips, and a nicely rounded body, articulate, well-spoken. She brought some smoke with her on the flight and in the motel suite where we stayed surprised me with some fantastic sucking and fucking after she had a few drinks and smoked a bit. On our second night together she gave up her ass to me. Then I picked up Sandra, took her to the work site, brought her back to the motel and left her the next morning with Yolanda. The two of them had slept, just slept together in one of the double beds of the suite. I had slept alone in the other double bed. Yollie and I had cooled it since I was tired from working, and we were not too sure about Sandra yet.
Sandra was very different from Yollie, White and skinny, she stood 5' 7," weighed just over a hundred pounds and seemed to have tiny tits matching her small, almost scrawny frame. She was in her mid-to-late-30s, younger than me but older than Yollie.
When I got home to the motel from the day's flight, the room reeked of marijuana and a burning josh stick trying to mask that distinctive odor. Coming down the foyer I noticed the tub was full of Yolanda's favorite bubble bath, and there was a half-full bottle of Jack Daniels sitting on the top of the stocked refrigerator, and two almost empty glasses of the liquor and ice cubes on the counter. Rounding the corner into the main salon, there I saw Yollie and Sandy buck-naked.
Yollie was bent head down on the bed, her tits pressed into the sheet, two pillows under her stomach, her firm rounded ass lifted high. Sandy was kneeling behind Yollie, licking the black woman's asshole, swiping her tongue up and down Yollie's dark brown crack, tounguing the taut rectum I had just fucked two nights ago. The contrast of the big-titted, plump black woman and the skinny, white woman with small breasts jutting from her chest just astounded me. Sandra had one hand buried in Yollie's cunt digging away at it, and she was fingering her own pussy with her other hand, while Yollie held her cheeks apart giving Sandy's tongue deep access in the dark cleft of her ass.
"Well, well, I see we've gotten acquainted," I said, surprising both of them. Sandy jerked her head up, yanked her hands out of their respective pussies and tried to cover her little tits with her slimy fingers, her mouth covered with saliva, girl cum, and the musky juices from Yollie's asshole.
"Oh, you old fart," Yollie said, looking around at me, but otherwise not changing her position. "You scared the crap out of me, well not quite," she giggled, "else Sandy would have gotten a mouthful. Sandy was just teaching me how to lick an asshole. Get out of those dirty clothes, clean up, real good, real good, you old bastard, and get your nasty, tired, old prick in here so we can all have some fun. Is that okay with you, Sandy," she asked, do you mind fucking around with this old dude?"
"Jeeze," Sandy said, by now having wrapped her naked body in the sheet, "he did scare the crap out of me. At least I think I peed myself," she added, wiping the mess off her face ineffectively with one of her sticky hands. "No, I don't mind fucking around with him," Sandy offered. "He's kinda cute and knows so much about the desert. Really kept me entertained on the trip home last night. I just need to relax for a few minutes, stop shaking. Look at me, my nipples are hard as rocks." With that she lowered the sheet to show us the evidence. Her nipples were not only hard as rocks, they stuck out longer than any I had ever seen on a woman before. They were longer than my little finger past the first knuckle and about that big around, perked out on in the middle of her reddish-brown aerola, capping her little, 32A breasts.
"I'll go clean up," I said, sitting on the opposite bed to remove my cowboy boots, peel off my socks, standing to drop my pants and shorts, and removing my shirt, revealing my hard, hairy body, muscular shoulders, chest, washboard abs, half-hard cock, lowhanging balls, and strong legs.
"See," Yollie said, "I told you he has a nice dick, and he is such a good fucker. I think he's in love with my black ass," she grinned lasciviously.
"You're right Yol," Sandy agreed, "he does have a nice body, a good-sized cock and balls just like you said. They look full of cum for us too."
"I'll bet they are," Yollie said. "He didn't get any last night. Probably has several big loads for us." With her last comment, Yollie reached over and fondled my nuts, stroked my cock. It starting rising.
"No you don't you old fuck," Yollie said. "Go take a bath." She released my stiffening rod as I turned away, heading for the bathroom.
