It's late, and I'm tired, and like the title says, I've been busy. So busy that it's been a day and nearly another since I had any sex to speak of. Oh the humanity. But I haven't posted in too long, so I'm going to give a rundown, as much as I can manage, of my fun time with Sheri.
I left the day before New Years Eve, drove to Sheri's place, had to stop on the way because the vibrations of the car were giving me a serious case of Nearly-Os, so I pulled into a rest stop and had a proper one in the bathroom. I kept quiet, don't worry. No Larry Craig for me, thank you. Although I would love to be propositioned in a bathroom by a stranger. It's too bad they'd probably be a cop. Maybe I could talk my way out of the ticket. Maybe I could do more than talk.
Anyway, made it to Sheri's after what seemed like forever, and I walk in on her fucking some studly black god. He was stacked and packed and whacked and sacked and all those other things that rhyme and mean that he was not hard on the eye. And credit to him, he didn't even stop when I walked in. Of course, they were in the main room in front of the big picture window, so it wasn't like they were trying to be private. My sister made him pull her up on top of him, and then we hugged and chatted while he pumped her. It was like old times; I cannot count the number of times I've had conversations with Sheri while one or both of us was being serviced.
This guy was a trooper, lasted through two of my sister's extremely bone-rattling orgasms, all wailing and flailing arms and panting and bouncing. She was doing a lot of the work by the end, and finally she told him to fuck her from behind. I was partially naked by that time and I called her over to give my cunny a little attention while this silent black pile driver made her bounce her head into my abdomen. He came finally and pulled out and without asking stuck his cock in my face, still pulsing and drooling cum. Who am I to refuse? Had another nice O from Sheri's tongue, then when the cock was clean I moved down and cleaned her out too. His cum tasted different, kind of smokey. I can't quite place the taste.
The black guy, who I will call Manny because I can, wandered off to find a beer and brought us back some too. I'm not much of a beer drinker, but I was thirsty and it was either that or water, so I drank it. We spent the rest of evening lounging around, talking, catching up, doing the usual stuff. At one point my sister and Manny invited me to join them in a bowl, but I gave up pot, so they amicably smoked my share. Then they headed off to the bedroom, and although I felt a little like the third wheel, I trailed along for the hell of it. Sheri has great taste in beds, because she spends a fair amount of time in them. Her bed was very comfy, and when she said that she was pulling out the strap-on, I didn't feel so third-wheel-y anymore.
I wasn't ready to take Manny up my ass cold, and it turned out that Sheri wanted to eat me out for a while anyway, so I sucked his magnificent black monster (not the biggest I've ever seen, but quite large) and Sheri warmed me up. It turned into Manny fucking my pussy while Sheri and I 69ed, and when we rolled over and he stuck it up my butt, I didn't really even notice, I was so busy feeling full and trying to give Sheri an orgasm as hard as I could. We never made it to the strap-on; Manny switched around after I came and pushed into Sheri's ass, holding her hips up a little to get a better angle. She came hard, splashed up onto my face. Her juices are positively energetic; they could bottle her and sell her in Japan as a sports drink.
I came again, Sheri came again, or maybe just never stopped cumming and got to a peak again, and Manny pulled out this time and splashed her hips and my face with nice thick jets of the ropey stuff, like a porn star. Actually, I think he might have been a porn star at one point.
I have trouble sleeping with other people, so I excused myself after they started falling asleep and went back and slept on the couch. I know, that's weird, but really, I have difficulty sleeping with two other people in the bed. One I can usually handle, but two is too much.
And then there was the New Years party, which you'll have to wait to hear because I'm starting to fall asleep. Goodnight everyone.
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