Ann Marie's Big Night

ANN MARIE'S BIG NIGHT By Cleanshaven My wife and I have always had a solid relationship as far as trusting each other and allowing each other the freedom and latitude that sometimes stifles other couples. Because of that trust, she was okay with it when I told her that I wanted to go to adult theaters by myself once in a while. I would go occasionally to watch some porn, maybe jack-off, and do some people watching. You never know what you're going to see in the theater and I've seen some things in there that were much hotter than what is normally on the screen. One night in particular was a prime example. As I watched the movie, I noticed a black guy that came in and sat a few chairs away from me. He was about forty years old, well dressed in casual clothes and clean cut. When scene on the screen got pretty hot, this guy pulled his cock out and started casually playing with it. He had a nice, thick cock that was about eight inches long. In a few minutes he was hard, and something like that does not go unnoticed in a porn theater. Within seconds, a stranger appeared from the shadows, dropped to his knees, and started sucking his cock. Things like this are always more interesting that what is on screen, so I watched intently as the stranger brought the man to a pounding orgasm. Thinking that I had just seen the main event of the evening, I went outside to grab a cigarette. As I stood outside smoking, guess who should step outside to smoke but that same black man. We nodded to each other and said hello and then stood silently smoking. I discretely looked this guy up and down to determine if he was someone I would want to take home to Ann Marie. She had said one time that one of her biggest fantasies was to have sex with a black man. So, who am I to quash her dreams? I finally had to speak out. "Looks like you were having a pretty good time in there," I said. He looked at me as if he were trying to determine if I was going to form a lynch mob or if I was someone that he could trust. After a few seconds, he must have decided that he could take a chance. "Yeah," he answered, "that boy had some skills." I chuckled at his response and smiled knowingly. "'Course," he interjected, "it's a lot better to get it from a woman." "Why," I asked, "won't your wife do that?" I realized right then that I should have taken the time to see if he was wearing a wedding ring, but when I did, I could see that his finger was bare. Maybe he had a girlfriend? "Naw," he said, "I'm not married." "Girlfriend," I asked. "Oh, by the time I line up a date and take her out and spend a lot of money, it's usually easier to come in here and bust a nut," he replied. Well, I knew from our short conversation that he wasn't attached and that he liked to keep things sweet and simple. And hey, as far as getting his dick sucked by another guy, who cares? A mouth is warm and wet no matter who it belongs to. As we stood there and chatted, I learned that his name was Tony, that he was a cable engineer, and that he had just arrived in town a few months ago. He said that he didn't know many people yet, so I determined that coming to the theater was a way for him to get some easy action without making too much of a personal investment. I thought that the time might be right to lay some foundation. "Yeah, I hear, ya," I said. "Man, I know several women that would like to hook up with you." Now here was the clincher! "Even my wife," I added. His eyes got as big as saucers! "No shit," he exclaimed. "Your wife's into jungle love?" I laughed when I heard that term; it sounded like something out of a Spike Lee movie. "Yeah, I guess you could say that. Of course, she's never done it, but she has always said that she would like to try it," I answered. Tony nodded his head and then we both stood silent again. I could tell that the wheels were turning in his head. Now it was time to reel him in. "Well, look Tony," I said, "I have to get going, so I'm going to grab some coffee at Starbuck's. We said goodbye and as I walked to my car, I saw that he was still standing there looking kind of like a dejected puppy. I wanted to know if he might be further interested. "Hey, Tony," I called from my car door, "do want to get some coffee?" He responded immediately, jumped in his car, and followed me to the coffee house where, for the next two hours, we discussed everything from women to engineering to politics and back to women. He seemed like a genuinely nice guy and we had a good time chatting. Eventually we started talking about my wife, which made him perk up and take interest. I told him that she had a cute figure, weighed about 110 pounds, with blonde hair and nice boobs. I also told him that she gave great head! Maybe that was too much information to dole out on the first encounter, but he didn't miss a word that I said. When he brought up the idea of getting together with her, I knew I had him! I said that I would have to talk to Ann Marie to see how she felt about it, but I emphasized that if she agreed, I would have to be present for her own comfort. He didn't object, so we exchanged phone numbers and I promised to get back to him. When I told Ann Marie about Tony, she got very excited because this would be a fantasy come true for her. We made plans for a night two weeks away and I called Tony to set it up; he was all excited! On the appointed night, Ann Marie answered the front door dressed like the provocative little strumpet that she was. She had on tight gym shorts and a half t-shirt from Gold's Gym that barely covered her boobs. It was obvious from Tony's expression that he approved. She was the perfect hostess and immediately made him feel at home. Ann Marie cooked a great meal and we had an excellent time drinking wine and discussing current events. There was a palpable tension in the air, but we all acted like this was just a normal, everyday dinner. As the evening progressed, Ann Marie told Tony that I had related the events I witnessed in the adult theater. Without being terribly obvious, she let him know with subtle comments and looks that she was interested in his cock and how he handled it. In fact, she emphasized that point at one time when she accidentally dropped a biscuit in his lap and, when reaching down to pick it up, gave his turgid cock a gentle squeeze. I thought Tony's eyes would pop out of his head. The atmosphere in the room was getting more super-charged by the minute. After dinner, while I picked up the dishes, Ann Marie offered Tony a tour of the house. However, instead of starting downstairs in the Rec room or in the TV room, she took him upstairs to where our bedroom was. Now, I'm not that stupid! I had a pretty good idea what was going on, so I finished with those damned dishes as fast as I could and high-tailed it up to the bedroom. When I got there, Ann Marie had taken off her t-shirt and Tony was tonguing her nipples as she squeezed his cock through his pants. Always trying to be helpful, I pulled her shorts down so she could step out of them and tossed them aside; I didn't have to take her underwear off because she wasn't wearing any. I reached up to finger her pussy which was already flowing with juices; I guess that meant that she was ready. Ann Marie unbuckled Tony's belt, grabbed his waistband, and dropped to her knees in front of him as she pulled his pants and underwear down. Luckily, she didn't get hit in the eye by Tony's giant hard-on. She was, however, able to contain it by gripping it, putting her mouth over it and doing her best to swallow it. Her head bobbed up and down on Tony's cock and although I was enjoying the scene, I wanted everyone to be comfortable. Especially me. "Hey," I said as I tapped her on the head, "why don't you get on the bed?" She gave me something of a dirty look as she released Tony's cock, but she did let go long enough to spread out on the bed with her legs wide open. As his cock wagged up and down like a light pole in the wind, I tore my clothes off and crawled between Ann Marie's legs too loosen up her pussy for Tony. When my tongue swabbed her clit for the first time, she hissed like a snake, but once I got a rhythm going, her hips undulated like a hula dancer. She motioned for Tony to get on the bed and he straddled her shoulders so he could feed her his cock. In a few minutes I was pushing Ann Marie over the edge and she thoughtfully pulled Tony's cock out of her mouth. Otherwise, she probably would have bitten it off! She writhed and bucked against my mouth as I pulled orgasm after orgasm out of her. In fact, this was usually the point where I risk losing my ears because she likes to use them for handles as she pulls my mouth forcefully against her pussy. I tongued her clit gently as she came down from her orgasm and once she was relaxed, I motioned for Tony to take over. He crawled on his knees between her widespread legs and positioned the head of his cock at the gaping opening of her pussy and then with a gentle circular motion, forced the big black plum of his cock into her cunt and slowly pushed until he was deep inside her. Ann Marie gasped as she tried to accommodate Tony's girth. Knowing that I was definitely outgunned, I got out of the way so I could watch the action. Tony slowly and gently drove his massive dong in and out of Ann Marie and I knew she was enjoying the sensations because her eyes kept rolling back in her head! She looked down at her pussy as if to confirm that Tony's giant fuckpole was really sliding in and out. Soon Tony neared the edge and he slammed his cock in her faster and harder. Ann Marie could tell that he was close, so she voiced a little encouragement. "C'mon, Tony," she purred, "fill me up." She grabbed his ass and pulled him into her, but he didn't need any more help. He slammed into her pussy grunting like a rutting buck. Then with one last thrust, he froze over her and I knew he was emptying his seed into my wife. He collapsed on top of Ann Marie and the sound of their heavy panting slowly diminished into a calm breath. When he pulled out of her with a slurping sound, it was obvious that he did fill her up because his cum dribbled out of her like a spilled creamer. While she went into the bathroom to clean up, Tony and I put our clothes back on and headed downstairs. We were having another glass of wine in the living room when Ann Marie finally joined us with that "fucked into tomorrow" dream expression on her face. She sat down next to me on the couch, but she kept gazing at Tony like he was new messiah. If I wasn't so self-confident, I would have been jealous. We chatted for a few minutes and then Tony got up to leave, but not before Ann Marie planted a long, wet kiss on his lips. With an assurance from him that he would be back soon, he said his goodbyes and brought to a glorious conclusion "Ann Marie's Big Night." 6894 1.34/512345