Continued from "Missy's Fifth Porno" which is in the "Loving Wives Section"
The next day neither one of us could believe we had actually gone through with it and done it again. I think part of us thought maybe that sex party thing was in our past. But now here it was, once again, an undeniable part of our life again. No longer were her former black sex partners living in another city - they were right here, just a few miles away.
Over the next few days I thought at how Missy had gone crazy with Roy, and how Roy wanted to make her pregnant, even though it couldn't happen. I had a vasectomy many years ago, and Missy stayed on the pill, not so much that she wouldn't get preggers, but it kept her periods regular. I think there may be some other benefits too, not to mention the fact that every so often there would be another man's sperm swimming around inside her womb. I remembered reading somewhere that when a man cums inside a girl that his sperm stays inside and active for several days. I looked at Melissa's tight belly over the next few days and thought of Roy's sperm deposited deep inside, still actively swimming around, looking for her egg to fertilize.
Roy left us a couple messages on our home phone, and we never had the time to call back. In the meantime, Melissa's doctor told her she should not use the pill anymore because it was making for some other problems - something about hormones and I don't try to know much about that stuff. But we knew that we had a few weeks before she planned on stopping it. So, it seemed that our wild sex life would end soon, or at least so it seemed.
A few days later, a bit of info came to light as I came home and Missy said that Roy had called again (for like the tenth time) and really wanted to get together with us soon. She told me that he would either like to come over and visit her at our home, or meet him at his place or a hotel room. He also said he could arrange for a few of his friends to fuck her if she wanted too. They were all his buddies and in his age range, late fifties, early sixties. (Missy learned that Roy was 56.) Then she blew me away when she said they had phone sex! He was telling her about how he and his friends wanted to make her a concubine for a special group of black men. He told her how they'd fuck her and keep her locked away in a special room for her intercourse with men, and she actually got off on it! I couldn't believe it! I reminded her that all fooling around from now on had to be done together so we could both enjoy it. She apologized, and I asked her for the details. When she told me how Roy breathed hard into the phone and said how he wanted to impregnate her, it reminded her of when he fucked her (Missy's Fifth Porno, in the Loving Wives section). She said she was on the bed and played with herself as he (apparently) jacked off while they talked. Roy wanted her to stop taking the pill because it would make the fuck so much hotter that way - if she actually could get pregnant. She then actually told him she was probably going to have to stop taking it, and they fantasized together about how hot it would be if he could bareback her while she would be fertile for his insemination. I couldn't believe the detail she gave me - but, Melissa knows how my mind works, and although I used to think it was me who was getting her to perform for me, I think that it sometimes is her getting me to set her up with her bizarre sexual encounters. I mean, there is no doubt that she gets off on being fucked by several black men while I watch. Of course, I had to fuck her right then and there. We agreed to discuss it later.
Later on that night we watched the video of her and Roy together and got hot about doing another nasty session with her latest black lover. We thought it would be hot to just get together one more time with Roy and a couple of his buddies. Just to add to our lust, she actually called him while I was eating her out. He told her next Monday we could all meet at his friend Torrance's house in another part of the city, but not too far away. He told her again he wanted her bareback and off the pill. She reminded him that was still on the pill, but that she would actually think about it, although she let me know that wouldn't happen. I fucked her hard again that night and we both had incredible orgasms. Geez, it's amazing how doing this kinky stuff together spices up our sex at home!
The big night came and we had left messages for Roy, but he never called back. We almost gave up when Roy finally called and gave us directions to his friend Torrance's place. When we got there, we almost didn't go in, because it was a run-down looking place. The neighborhood was kinda okay, but this place was a little messy and had a chain link fence in the front yard with a mean dog in it. We saw two guys in the garage come down the driveway when we stopped in front. One was Roy wearing jeans and a tight tank top muscle shirt and the other was wearing all black with a black stocking cap on. He knew our names, and he introduced himself as "Toad" before Roy said anything. Toad was old and his large head was his most distinguishing feature. It was a large head for his 5-8 height. His face was chiseled and a sort of brownish hue. He said the guys were inside waiting to meet her. He spoke only to her and I just let her do the talking. While she talked to Toad on the way in, Roy was massaging her shoulder. I followed them in carrying my case of cameras.
We walked through a very messy kitchen into a living room area that looked like it came from the 70s. Torrance came up and offered us a beer, which was definitely in order. I watched him disappear back into the kitchen. Torrance was the youngest of the group (53); he had a big gut with big lips to match. Very black and not so much massive as he was bulbous and solid. He was wearing yellow plaid shorts with a white shirt and a few chains around his neck. As he was in the kitchen I became aware of several things: their was a deep musky odor that penetrated the room; there was a rap-style groove music playing that I hadn't heard before -- not too loud, but with a good full sound to the speakers, wherever they were.
Torrance returned with our beers and he welcomed us to his pad. As we talked I could tell he was a bit shocked by how hot Melissa actually was. "Damn girl, you ARE hot." He turned to Roy who had settled on the couch and exclaimed "Damn, nigger, you telling the truth – this some hot shit here, damn!"
We talked to him for a while as he was looking Missy up and down. Roy seemed impatient when he said, "Damn girl! When's old Roy gonna git some 'tention?" Missy ran over and hopped sideways on his lap as he returned the sudden gesture with a light kiss on her lips as his hands explored her toned legs that stuck out from under her short skirt.
