A chip off the old block
All characters are adults.
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TRISH wasn't expecting me home before late afternoon. She was out by the pool with a pitcher of sangria, tanning, and didn't see me watching her from my upstairs bedroom next door. Recently graduated from college. I was out looking for work, doing an interview, she thought. But the interview got cancelled.
I came home and changed into cooler shorts, heard a radio outside, close by, and looked out the window.
Across the way I saw Trish lying atop a chaise longue, bottom-up, halter off, with a large black man massaging her back with oil. They were inside the pool enclosure near the water.
The guy didn't need to remove Trish's thong, as a simple string was the only obstacle to prevent him kneading her ample ass thoroughly. But he pulled it off down her legs, and tossed it. He had large hands and long fingers. I didn't recognize him, and grabbed my digital camera.
Trish's version of what happened went this way: "I wanted to have another baby with my husband, but after a year of our natural attempts in bed and 3 times failure of artificial insemination, Dan gave up on the idea and rarely had sex with me afterward.
"I told Dan about my sexual urges and appetite, and wanting to have sex with him more, but he ignored my needs. The pool guy stopped by and things got outta control. I was sexually frustrated too long."
I aimed the camera at Trish, and clicked it ON. The guy was working the oil into the crack of her ass, then into both holes. Trish rose up onto her knees and lifted her bottom for him to get at. He lubricated her pussy lips with one finger, opening them easily, plus the rim of her anus with another finger. From what I saw Trish had a plump smooth camel-toe between her legs.
The guy pushed his oily fingers into both holes, to the hilt, and fucked her with slow rhythmic strokes; Trish's ass was covered with goose-flesh as she pressed her ass against his fingers in time with his finger-fucking. Her eyes closed.
At times she altered her posture to try and watch him work but soon lowered her head to the longue to pant and grunt and moan. Or she held herself up with on one hand as she reached back between her legs to play with her clit. I got a good look at her tits and paunch hanging loose and swaying.
I knew Trish weighed about 175 pounds, and knew she was 5'-4"with a firm bubble ass. She wore a short bob-cut hair style, popular with professional women, and didn't look bad for thirty-five.
"I wonder if Dan knows about this?" I wondered. Dan is my old man.
The guy finger-fucked Trish for several minutes, or maybe she fucked his fingers, it was hard to tell, but he stopped to stand by Trish's face and pull off his shirt while Trish unfastened his belt and unzipped the fly. He then pulled his pants down and stepped out of them; Trish pushed her hand inside his boxers and pulled out his cock. They were talking but I couldn't hear any of it, because of the radio. His dong wasn't the biggest in the world but it was enough, and a little more.
Releasing the cock, Trish sat on the edge of the longer, facing the guy's waist, pulled her legs around, then leaning forward, tugged the boxers down and off. That done, she wrapped her fingers around the base of the cock and took all of it into her mouth with one motion. Her hand and fingers jacked the cock as she sucked and licked it in seamless fluid motion. The meat made her cheeks inflate on the intake. She looked up at the man's face and smiled as he fucked her mouth. Trish stroked the fat shaft and sucked on its head for several minutes, until the man was long and firm enough to suit her.
He then lay on the longer while she straddled him, to work his cock with her ass and hips for several minutes, until she was back on her knees for the man to do her doggy-style, followed by a spoon coupling.
I guessed she was pretty wet as the cock went in easily. The man pounded her ass pretty hard towards the end, slapping her ass several times. And after he came in her, he stuck his finger inside her cunt to push the leaking cum back in. It didn't help, it still came out in gobs, and ran down the crack of her ass, but Trish seemed to enjoy it. I caught it all on the camera.
They lay together for a while, resting, then French kissed and masturbated each other. After some stroking and sucking and gentle ball squeezing, Trish got the man to cum again, and let him release a load into her open mouth. It flowed out her mouth before she swallowed all of it with a contented grin, and wiped her lips with her tongue. "Mmm, how can someone so black make something so white," she giggled.
About 3 o'clock she sent the man on his way, then gathered her stuff and went inside.
I loaded the vid on my computer, emailed the file to Trish, and waited.
About nine o'clock Trish found me in the garage lying on my lifting bench hoisting barbells. The garage was dark except for 2 fluorescent tubes hung from the ceiling. Trish wore a short house-coat and sandals. She closed the door quietly, walked over to me, and squatted. I tried to look up her legs but the angle was bad.
"I got your message," she said, "What is it you want?"
I racked the barbells and turned to face Trish.
"You."
"You're a sick young man," she said. "You really think I'll put-out for your blackmail?"
I sat up and wiped my face and neck with a towel. "I think so. I don't know what's up with you and Dan, but you got a sweet ride, and Dan won't put up with the world knowing his old lady is a cum dump. And no one will blame him for tossing your ass to the curb if the word gets out."
"So you want a blowjob?"
"Actually I was thinking more like some pussy. If things work out I'll destroy the file."
