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The next morning I slept in. It was nearly noon before I managed to drag my battered body out of bed and to the shower. I had dried sperm all over me and I stayed in the shower for nearly half an hour.

After my shower and a couple cups of coffee I felt like I might make it. I put my swim suit on and went out to the backyard pool and swam a few laps and then lay in the sun and caught some rays for a while. My ex-husband had surrendered the house in the divorce settlement. I had given a lot of thought about selling and getting a smaller place, but I loved that pool and the privacy of the fenced back yard.

Laying there in a sun induced stupor, I thought about the previous night’s activity. I was glad that I had continued taking birth control pills. Between the two of them they must have ejected a gallon of sperm. Most of it inside me.

As I thought about it, I was aware that I was getting moist and my nipples were getting hard. I thought about just how much sex I had gotten. I banished the term love-making, because there wasn’t any love about it. It was just raw, animal sex. Fucking is about the only word that actually describes what we did. I had been royally fucked.

I was jarred awake from my daydreams by the ringing of the phone.

"Hello," I said, my voice a little bit husky.

"Hi, Lori," a male voice said. "It Hawk. How you doin’?"

It took me a moment to figure out who Hawk was. ""Oh, I’m fine," I answered.

""Good," the voice said. "What are you up to?"

"I’m laying out by the pool," I answered. "Getting some sun."

He laughed. "Not something that I need, but do you want some company?"

I hesitated because I wasn’t at all sure that I wanted a repeat of last night. My libido answered for me. "Sure," I said, "Is Jason with you?"

"Naw, he went back to Jacksonville this morning," Hawk said. "You’ll have to make do with just me today."

"Sure," I said, my voice a little unsteady, "Come on over."

"I’ll be there in about thirty seconds," he said. "I’m turning in your driveway now."

I got up and went to let him in the front door. The gate to the backyard was locked and I couldn’t remember where I had hidden the key. Hawk was standing at the door when I opened it. He was carrying a case of beer.

"Thought a cold beer might go good on a hot spring day," he said strolling in the door. He stopped just inside and leaned down and kissed me. I had resolved to be cool with Hawk, but my resolved quickly faded with the kiss.

I put the beer in a cooler with some ice and we went out to the pool. Hawk looked at me while he put the beer into the cooler. "Damn woman you look good enough to eat."

I don’t know where my response came from but I said, "That’s not a bad idea." I know I was blushing.

Hawk stood up and walked over to me. He leaned down and kissed me hard and long. When he broke the kiss he said, "I am going to eat you. I’m going to suck your cunt until you scream for mercy. I’m going to shove eight inches of hard black cock in your pussy and fuck you until you can’t hold any more come in your cunt."

I had been moist, but now, hearing his words, I was gushing. Hawk took his shirt off and I was surprised at his build. I hadn’t much opportunity to see him last night. Hawk was build like I imagined a fighter would be. Hard flat stomach and muscles that rippled with every move. While I watched with my mouth open he completely disrobed. His…well I might as well call it what the guys do. His cock was only half hard but still looked impressive.

"Get that swim suit off," he commanded.

It was as if my hands didn’t wait on my brain to work. I let the top fall, exposing my breast to his lustful eyes.

"Now the bottom," Hawk said. He had not raised his voice, but to my ears he had shouted an order. In mere seconds I was totally nude. And in a few more seconds Hawk was all over me. It was almost as if he absorbed me into his body. Everywhere he touched me became an erogenous zone. I started an orgasm when he put his finger to my pussy and I honestly don’t think I stopped until much later we came up for air and a beer.

Having been married, I am not a total stranger to sex. I had two lovers before I married and a couple since my divorce. My ex husband was a good lover, at least I always thought he was. Hawk was like a machine. He didn’t stop. He kept on…well, fucking until I was an orgasmic mess. When he came it was like a dam bursting. He flooded my pussy with his sperm. I know it wasn’t true, but it seemed like he ejected a pint into me.

While I lay on the lounge chair and tried to recover, Hawk made us some lunch. I told him that there was some sandwich stuff and he took it from there. I didn’t think I had a lot of appetite, but I wolfed down the sandwiches and the cold beer tasted great. It was a day of firsts. It was the first time I had ever had sex outside of a house. It was the first time I ever ate lunch naked.. It was the first time I dined with a black man…a naked black man at that. It was the first time I had oral sex preformed on me while I drank a beer. It was the first time I had ever been screwed in the butt.

I had read and heard about anal sex, but I never thought it would be something I would like. If any of my previous lovers had asked I would have refused. If Hawk had asked I would have refused, but he didn’t ask. At first I thought it was an accident, but I quickly realized that it wasn’t an accident. Hawk had me on my knees facing away from him, doing me doggy style. While he was pounding me I felt his finger enter my rectum but I was so caught up in the sex I didn’t bother to comment about it. It felt kinda nice. I felt something cold on my bottom that later I found out was some kind of lubricant. I was building up to another orgasm when Hawk took his cock out of my pussy and shoved it in my butt. It felt like a red hot poker had penetrated my ass. I squealed and tried to crawl away, but there was no place to go.

"Relax," Hawk said in a stern tone. "It will stop hurting in a few minutes." He reached around and with his thumb and forefinger massaged my clitoris. The pain was quickly replaced by pleasure and I was on that upward spiral to a big orgasm.

"Oh wow," I managed to utter in a shaky voice. Hawk was still working my clit and slowly moving his big dick in and out of my butt. I felt incredibly full, but also incredibly hot. Picking up the tempo he put one long finger into my pussy. Then two fingers went deep into me. I was flying again in no time.

"Do you like my cock in your ass, Lori?" Hawk asked as he butt fucked me.

"Yes," I gasped, "Yes I do."

"I knew the minute I saw you that you were a natural born slut," he said. I should have been terribly offended at that word, but the truth of the matter it is, it’s damned hard to get offended when you are on your knees, in your backyard, getting serviced in your butt by a black man in the middle of the day. "You like a hard cock in all your holes, don’t you?"

When I finally managed to answer, I agreed that apparently I did like cock in all my holes. Maybe Hawk was right. Maybe I was a slut, but if so then so be it. I had more and better sex in the past twenty hours than I had in all my adult life and my lover didn’t show any signs of slacking off.

After nearly fifteen minutes of doing my butt, Hawk withdrew from my ass and washed his dick off with the beer I hadn’t drank. He lay me back on the lounge chair and shoved his cock into my pussy and pounded me hard for another five minutes. I came again and again until he gave a soft grunt and shot his sperm deep in me.

"How was that, Lori?" He asked laying down on me. "Can you say, I’ve been fucked?"

"I’ve been fucked," I managed to say. "Boy, have I been fucked."

"Come on," Hawk said helping me to my unsteady feet, "Let’s take a dip and recharge our batteries. He had to nearly carry me to the pool where he picked me up and tossed me in. The water was still cold and it nearly took my breath away, but it did revive me.


It was getting dark and began to cool off. Much too cool for nude swimming or any other activity outside where one was naked. Hawk and I went inside. As near as I could figure it Hawk had been at my house about six hours and at least five of those hours he had been in me. I would have thought that I would be raw or at least sore but all I felt was a tingling between my legs.

"Let’s you and I go out to eat," Hawk said. "You get your glad rags on and we’ll go by my place so that I can change and we’ll paint this town. What do you say?"

"Sure why not?" I agreed. I had worked up an appetite over the afternoon. "But why don’t you leave me and go change?" I proposed. "I’ll get in the tub and soak a while. You come back in an hour and I’ll be ready."

Hawk agreed and left, but not before giving me a long deep kiss that sent the tingle into a throbbing.

We had dinner at a nice little Italian place. The meal was superb and the wine was fine. I got a lot of strange looks, mostly from white women. I couldn’t read most of them, but some were frankly envious. I wondered if they could tell that this man I was with had been between my legs most of the day.

Hawk is a large man and as black as a crow’s wing. His head is shaved and glistened in the subdued lighting of the restaurant. I noticed during the afternoon that Hawk seldom smiled. He laughed a lot, but the laughter never reached his eyes. They remained serious. Hawk was evidently well educated as he spoke well on a wide variety of subjects.

When we had finished our meal Hawk said, "Let’s go to this club that I know. Hear some music and see what’s going on." I was feeling mellow and agreed that that would be nice. I agreed and he nodded, "Good because I want to show you off to some friends."

It was only a short ride to the club in Hawks Jaguar. On the short drive I asked him what he did for a living.

"Oh this and that," he answered. "I dabble in lots of things. I guess you might say that I’m an entrepreneur. Right now I’m doing some video work. Music, commercial advertising, that sort of thing."

The club was a small brick building that was butted up against another larger building that looked like a warehouse or something. The parking lot seemed much too large for the size building, but it was nearly full of cars. I half expected that we would be turned away, but that certainly wasn’t the case. In fact it was exactly the opposite. The man at the door nearly bent himself double welcoming us in. Hawk called him by name.

We were shown a table way back in the building and if my brain hadn’t been raddled by all the wine I could have figured out that we were in the other building. The club was nearly three times larger than it looked from the outside. A live band was blaring out some rich jazz and in the gloom I could see a lot of people on the dance floor.

Hawk glanced at his watch, "Band will change in a little while. Rock band up next. Things will pick up then."

"You must come here a lot to know the schedule," I said. "I can’t help but notice that there are mostly black people here."

"Yeah," he said, "They don’t discriminate, but the white folks don’t come here much." A waiter appeared and hawk ordered drinks for us. He didn’t ask me what I wanted he just ordered. I mentally shrugged it off. This was his show and I didn’t really care what he ordered anyway. I have to say I was surprised when the waiter reappeared with champagne and a really nice imported champagne at that.

While the bands changed, several men came by to talk with Hawk. Their conversation was so low that I only caught a word now and then. Hawk never introduced me to any of them. I wasn’t put out, but I couldn’t help but wonder about it so I asked him.

"Now, Lori," he said, "All those brothers came over here to check you out. They didn’t really need or want to talk with me. Right now they are spreading the word that Hawk is here with a white woman and she is fine. I’m not telling any of them swingin’ dicks who you are. More mystery that way. Let them wonder. They ain’t my friends anyway. My boys will be along later."

I thought it was strange, but didn’t say so. I sipped the champagne and listened to the band. When the first bottle was empty it was quickly replaced by another one, and every time after that.

By midnight I wasn’t feeling much pain, but I was aware that something had changed in the club. The few whites that had been there were gone and I could not see a single white face.

"Hey Hawk, my man," A man said coming up to out table, "I see you made it tonight."

"Yes I did," Hawk said. "How you doin’ Tall Man?"

"Not all that bad," the person Hawk had called Tall Man said looking at me, "and who might this be?"

"This is Lori," Hawk said, "Lori say hello to my man Tall Man." I nodded and said hello to him. "Lori is my new slut. Got the best pussy in town. Nearly virgin asshole. I tapped it today for the first time. Lori took it like the whore she is, didn’t you Lori?"

I was speechless. I didn’t know what to say. I could feel the heat in my face and I knew I was blushing furiously.

"So you got some good pussy, huh?" Tall man said, looking closely at me. "When am I going to get some of that good pussy?" he asked Hawk.

"Maybe later," Hawk said casually. He put his arm around my shoulders. "Not sure I want to share her just yet." He pulled me over closer to him, letting his hand close over my breast. He rubbed my nipple through the dress causing it to harden. At Hawks insistence I wasn’t wearing a bra and I knew that my very large nipples were visible even in the half light. Tall Man laughed and watched as Hawk openly fondled me. "She does like black cock though, don’t you Lori?" When I didn’t answer, Hawk pinched my hard nipple, causing me to jump.

"Yes I do," I muttered.

"Well that’s good," Tall Man said laughing, "So when you busted her ass cherry, Hawk, did she squall?"

"No sir," Hawk said, back to stroking my breast, "Not a peep. Took it and loved it. Didn’t you Lori?"

"Yes," I answered, nodding my head. Hawk and gripped my nipple but hadn’t pinched it. I didn’t want him to.

"Well then," Tall man said with a huge grin, "Bitch likes black cock and likes it up the ass. Sounds like she ‘bout ready for a bang with the brothers."

"Yeah, ‘bout ready," hawk said. "I’ll let you know."

When Tall Man had left us I asked Hawk, "Dare I ask what a bang with the brothers is?"

Hawk looked at me with that serious look of his, "That’s when I turn you out to the brothers to fuck. I’ll take you to this special place. We’ll have some drinks and I’ll take all your cloths off. I’ll give you to four or five of my friends and they’ll fuck you. One at a time and then two at a time and then they all will have at you. You’ll have more hot, hard black cock than you ever dreamed of. In your ass, your mouth and your cunt. All at the same time. You’ll have two cocks in your pussy at the same time. You’ll be skull fucked and you’ll drink a quart of come."

I should have been disgusted. I should have been afraid. I should have been worried to death, but I wasn’t any of those things. The disgusting words he said made me hot. I could feel the moisture seeping out of my pussy. In my mind I was thinking about the threesome with Jason the night before. I had loved it and there was no denying it. Would three or four more men be three or four times better?

Over the next hour several more men came over to our table. It was more or less the same dialog as with Tall Man. Hawk told each of them what a great fuck I was. How tight my pussy was and how much I loved black cock. I was used to the talk now and didn’t blush as much.

"Here comes my main man," Hawk said quietly. I looked up to see a huge man approaching us. I thought Hawk was big, but he was average compared to his brute. He had to be at least seven feet tall and I’d guess at least three hundred pounds. "My Man!" Hawk said getting to his feet. "Been a while, Vic."

"Yes it has, Hawk," the man said in a surprisingly soft voice for such a large man. "Just got out yesterday afternoon. Everything going okay?"

"Couldn’t be better, Vic," Hawk said. "Have a seat."

The man identified as Vic gave me a long look and pulled a chair over close to me and sat down "Who is this?" he demanded.

"This is Lori," Hawk said. "I just met her last night."

"Hi Lori," he said, "I’m Victor. You are one fine looking woman, but I guess you knew that." He looked across the table at Hawk. "She any good?"

"Yes she is," Hawk said. "As good as any I ever had. Got a lot of enthusiasm for it, too."

"How ‘bout her titties?" Vic asked looking back at me. "You know how I love white titties, don’t you?"

Without any hesitation, Hawk reached over and scooped my left breast out of my dress and then he did the same for the other one. There I sat with both breasts showing and my mouth hanging open. I couldn’t have been more shocked if he had slapped me.

"Ahhh, look at them beauties," Vic said. "Big pink nipples just like I like." He reached over and took one in his hand and softly stroked it, causing my hard nipple to get even harder and larger. I was aware that several people, both men and women were watching us. "I want to borrow her for a while," Vic said to Hawk "You don’t mind do you, Hawk?"

"Well, Vic," Hawk said, looking uncomfortable "Like I said, I just hooked up with her last night. I’m not sure she’s ready for someone like you yet."

"You like black cock, sugar?" Vick said to me catching my elongated nipple between his thumb and finger. He squeezed, but not so hard that it hurt. I nodded a yes to his question. "See, hawk," Vic said. "She likes black cock and I happen to have one. You got a problem with it?" Oh boy. Here was another man that I could tell was nothing but trouble.

Hawk shook his head, "No Vic. I don’t have a problem. You want to use the room upstairs?"

"Come on sweet tits," Vic said. "Let’s take a stroll. You can come too Hawk." I started to put my breasts back in my dress when he stopped me. "No leave them pretty things out. I want all these people to see your fine tits."

It seemed like it took forever to get out of the crowd. I think Vic may have led me around in circles so everybody could see my breasts. I don’t know if it was the wine or the lust, but I walked proudly, making my boobs bounce when I walked.

Finally we reached a room up a flight of stairs. It was a well furnished bedroom with a king size bed in the center of the room. After we entered Hawk closed the door and locked it.

"Go ahead and get her warmed up," Vic said easing his bulk into a chair.

It didn’t take very long to get me warm because I was hot already. "Strip," Hawk commanded. I got undressed quickly and Hawk took me into his arms and begun to work his magic on me. I stole a glance at Vic and saw that he was watching Hawk and I intently. Hawk pushed me to my knees and ordered me to suck him. Of course I complied with his order and soon his cock was hard and ready for action.

"Lay back on the bed," Hawk said to me. "Are you wet?" I told him I was. "Are you ready to get fucked?’ Again I told him I was, and he entered me, pushing his full length into me. Hawk pounded into me furiously for a few minutes until I came.

I had never been very vocal during sex until I met Hawk. For some reason I had become very vocal. I felt a need to make sounds even if they made no sense. I was moaning and making sounds of pleasure when I heard Vic say, "Bring the bitch over here, Hawk."

When Hawk started to withdraw his dick from me I tried to hold him in place, "Wait a minute," I pleaded. "I’m almost ready to climax again."

"Don’t worry about that," Hawk said pulling back so that he came out of my pussy. "You’ll have plenty of climaxes." He stepped back and pulled me to my feet.

Vic was still seated, but at some point he had taken off his clothes. I had taken a couple of steps toward him when I stopped. I couldn’t believe what I saw. Sticking up from Vic’s crouch was a giant black pole that looked like a huge, angry cobra with its hood flared.

"My God!" I said. "Is that real?"

Vic chuckled, "Yeah, it’s real. Hop on over here and give me some head. You be nice to it and it will be very nice to you."

On trembling legs I went to where he sat. His cock was monstrous. Vic told me later that it was ten and one half inches long and eight and one half inched in circumference but to me it looked much, much bigger than that.

I knelt down and looked closely at it. It seemed to be pulsating and have a life all its own. Vic reached out and took my hand and put it on his cock. "Go on you and stroke it. Make my cock happy, Lori. Suck me, cunt," He growled at me.

He put a huge hand behind my head and pulled me to his cock. I had to stretch my mouth wide open to get the very end in my mouth. It wasn’t at all comfortable and for a moment I thought I had dislocated my jaw. I decided that licking his big dick was better that trying to get it into my mouth and Vic seemed content with that. He allowed me to orally worship that massive cock for a few minutes.

"Now, honey," Vic said, his voice husky, "Climb up here and get on my cock. Face me so that I can suck your tits while I fuck you." I wasn’t at all confident that his huge cock would fit into me, but I was certainly game to try. It took a while but I managed to get part of it in my pussy. Vic took my butt in his hands and lifted me up and let me back down. He did this several times and each time I was lowered, his big cock went a little further in me until I had all of his massive member in me.

I never felt so full as I did at that moment and frankly, at first, it wasn’t all that great. It was like the first time Hawk had done me anally. I found myself wishing that it was over and I could get back to Hawk and his more normal size dick. Now isn’t that funny. Up until a few minutes ago I though Hawk was a giant in the dick department.

All of a sudden I stopped wishing it was over and started wishing it could last forever. What had been pain was now pleasure. What had been discomfort was now very comfortable and I started helping Vic by bouncing up and down on the giant black pole.

I was a little startled when Hawk put his hand on my shoulder. "How do you like that black cock, Lori?" he asked softly in my ear.

"I like it," I said and immediately corrected myself, "I love it."

"That’s good," Vic said with a grin. "I’ve been saving up for a while. I figure that I’ll blow my load in a few minutes, but then we’ll get to the main show. We’re moving to the bed," he added.

Without any apparent effort he stood up, taking me with him. I stayed skewered on his cock as he walked to the bed. "When I set you down," he said. "Turn around on your knees with your sweet ass pointed up. I’m going to fuck the shit out of you like the bitch in heat your are."

Vic pushed me off of his dick and when I felt the bed spread on my bare bottom, I hurriedly got into the position that Vic had said. He wasn’t being as careful now and he latterly rammed his whole cock into my pussy. I screamed loudly when he did so. It hurt, but it hurt so good. I came within a few strokes of his wonderful dick.

I came again within just a few minutes I heard Vic grunt and utter a soft moan and then I felt his sperm filling me. It was heavenly and I had a major orgasm. Of late I discovered that I could have orgasms easy, but they are just the common, garden variety. Nice, but not great. Now I found that I was having the big ones almost at will.

I thought that Vic would stop now and rest, but after a moment he started pounding me again. I could feel his sperm running down my thighs and his actions was causing a slurping sound. In a few minutes I felt his sperm hit the inside of my pussy again. I hit the big O again when he did. I had climaxed so much I was seeing stars. Shooting stars as a matter of fact.

This time Vic let his massive dick come completely out of me and when he did I could feel this sperm gushing out of me. "Go shower, cunt," Vic snarled. "Don’t take all night to do it either. When you get back, Hawk is going to fuck your ass and get you open for me. I’m hankering for some of that fine ass."

I couldn’t move at first. Vic took each of my nipples in his very big fingers and tugged. "Want me to pull you up?" he asked. That motivated me and I managed to get unsteadily to my feet. "That way," Vic said, pointing to a closed door. "You’ll find everything you need. No need to dress when you get through. The fucking has just started."

I was almost to the bathroom door when I heard Vic say to Hawk, "That is some mighty fine gash. That whore’s got enthusiasm and I like that."

"Yeah I told you she was prime," Hawk said. I felt an inappropriate sense of pride in their words. It made me happy that they liked fucking me.

I did find everything I needed including some douche. I washed myself paying particular attention to my pussy. When I thought I was a clean as I could get, I stepped out and toweled myself dry. Hawk was laying on the bed when I came out. He was slowly stroking his dick to hardness. Vic sat in the same chair that he had used before.

"Come over here, bitch," Vic said. "I need some sugar before Hawk fucks you." Like the brazen hussy I had became, I bounced over and sat down on Vic’s lap. He gave me an open mouth kiss that lasted for nearly five minutes. The big dude made me have a small orgasm just by kissing me. When Vic ended the kiss he said, "Now go over there and get your sweet ass opened up for me to fuck."

For the next two hours one or the other, and sometimes both of them fucked me in every opening that would accommodate them. Both of the men were distinctively different in their approach to sex. Vic, being bigger in length and girth took it slow and easy, at least to start with. Hawk just slammed it in and started fucking. Both of them had a remarkable staying power, but Vic was the one who just didn’t quit. Even after he had ejaculated he kept on fucking me. I couldn’t even guess how many times I had climaxed.


I awoke and immediately knew I was not in my own bed. I was still in the bed where Vic and Hawk had fucked me over and over again. I stretched and kicked the cover off of me discovering that I was nude. Not that should have surprised me. I hadn’t worn many clothes lately anyway.

I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom and started the shower while I peed. After a long shower I found my clothes and dressed wondering how I was going to get home. I didn’t have to wonder for very long. A young black man stuck his head in the door and ask if I was ready to go. I told him that I was and he drove me home.

"You can call me Rat," the young man said, "I work for Mister Vic. He said to tell you that he would see you later today."

"Thank you Rat," I said. "Did Vic tell you when he would see me?"

"Naw, he said that he would see you later today. That’s all I know about it."

"What does Vic do?" I asked. We were speeding down a quiet city street. Rat drove the car as if it was a toy for him to play with. He looked at me more then he did at the road.

"Do?" he asked. "Hell, ‘bout anything he want to," Rat answered with a giggle.

"I mean what does he do for a living?" I asked.

"He got a lot of irons in the fire," the boy answered. "Got some girls, got a loan business got this and he got that."

"Do you know Hawk?" I asked.

"Sure, everybody know the Hawk," Rat answered.

"Do you know what Hawk does for a living?"

"This and that," Rat answered. This and that seemed to be a stock answer for everything and anything. "I guess he work for Mister Vic," Rat answered.

That would explain why Hawk had deferred to Vic so quickly. Hawk had taken an immediate servile attitude with the larger man.

"So did Mister Vic fuck you last night?" Rat asked cutting his eyes toward me. "I’ll bet he did."

"Why don’t you ask Vic?" I snapped. I wasn’t going to discuss my sex life with a juvenile. "I’ll mention to him that you asked."

Poor little Rat nearly wrecked the car when I said that. "I sure wish you wouldn’t," he stammered. "Vic don’t like it when people get nosey about his business."

"Where has Vic been?" I asked. "Last night Hawk said that he was back. Back from where?"

"Mister Vic just got out of the joint," Rat said. "Been gone for nearly two years."

"What did he go to prison for?" I inquired.

"Cause the judge said so," Rat answered . I looked hard at him to see if he was being cute.

"What did he do to have to go to prison?" I tried again.

"Oh, he done killed a man. They knocked it down to manslaughter. They said Mister Vic beat the dumb fuck to death. I wasn’t there so I don’t know for sure, but I guess it’s right," Rat said as a matter of fact.

Well there you go. I spent the night with a murder and his henchman. Had my life taken a wild turn or not?

We pulled into my drive and Rat cast a sidelong look at me, "You ain’t going to say nothin’ to Mister Vic about our talk are you?"

"No Rat," I answered. "Not a word. You and I will just have our little secrets, won’t we?"

He agreed and sped off, tires squealing, as if he were late for an important meeting.

I changed into a pair of shorts and as tee shirt, and spent the rest of the afternoon cleaning the house and washing clothes. In the blink of an eye I changed from super slut to super domestic.

I had just changed the cloths from the washer to the dryer when I heard the front door bell. I was aware that my pulse rate went up sever notches. It had to be either Hawk or Vic.

I was wrong, it was my next door neighbor, Mary Sterling.

"Hi Mary," I said pushing the door open wider. I have know Mary for several years. We are good neighbors but not all that close. I mean we don’t go shopping together. We share a cup of coffee or a glass of iced tea from time to time. Mary’s husband left her about the same time as my ex-husband got itchy feet. "Come on in."

"I’ll just stay a few minutes," Mary said, "I know you are busy." She glanced around the front room.

"Just house work," I said laughing, "and any excuse to stop will work. Come on in the kitchen and I’ll make us a glass of tea."

Mary Sterling seemed uncomfortable for some reason. She usually is laughing and full of fun. I made the tea and we sat down at the table.

"So what have you been up to lately?" I asked.

"Not much," She said. "Just work mostly. Roger is two months behind on the alimony and things are a little tight. You know how that goes."

I didn’t know exactly, because I took my settlement in a lump sum which was now resting peacefully in a safe investment. I didn’t really need another monthly income as my salary was enough to pay my bills. I nodded at her comment just as if I did know.

"Lousy son of a bitch," Mary said. "I guess they’ll cut the phone and the electricity off in a few days." She gave a big sigh, "Oh well that’s not what I came over for. You sure don’t need me crying on your shoulders."

"No problem," I assured her. "I have shoulders big enough for that. You said that wasn’t the reason you came over," I prompted.

"Oh yeah, that," Mary said turning red, "I saw you yesterday. I didn’t mean to, but I did. I promise I wasn’t spying or anything."

"What are you talking about?" I asked. Mary was stammering and didn’t make a lot of sense.

"I saw you with that black man," Mary said, her face glowing red. "The front door was unlocked and I just came on in. I saw you both out by the pool doing the nasty." Now my face was red also. "I’m sorry Lori," Mary said. "I wouldn’t have just walked in, but I was out in my backyard and I heard something that sounded strange. Like a wounded animal or something. I was afraid you were hurt or..." she let her voice trail off.

"I see," I said after a few moments. I really didn’t know what to say. "No harm done, I guess. I appreciate you being concerned about me."

We sat in silence for a few minutes, each staring at our tea glass. After a while I asked, "Why did you tell me, Mary? I mean if you hadn’t told me, I would have never known."

"I know it," Mary said quietly, "I guess I had to tell you so that I could ask you a question. Is it true what they say about black men? I mean I’ve heard all my life how they were real studs with big things."

For a moment I was flabbergasted, then I laughed, "I’m not qualified to answer that, Mary. I’ve not had that much experience with black men. That man you saw me with was the first black man I have made it with, and just one of two that I know."

"But it looked like you were enjoying it a lot," Mary said with a nervous smile, "You were yelling and bucking like crazy. I watched you for a long time. I stood behind the drapes in the den and looked out the sliding door."

"I was enjoying it," I confessed. It wasn’t like I had to account for my actions to Mary or anyone else , for that matter. "His name is Mike, but they call him Hawk. Hawk is a friend of a friend, I guess you would say."

"I am so ashamed," Mary said putting her face into her hands. "I have zero sex life these days. I can’t tell you how hot and bothered I got just watching you. I had to go to the store to get new batteries for my plastic friend." She leaped up and went to the sink and splashed cold water on her flaming red face. Mary got a paper towel and blotted her face. "Pretty sad, huh?" She said sitting back down. "I nearly worn that dildo out last night." She gave a short laugh. "need new batteries again, too."

I laughed at her expression, "Don’t beat yourself up over it. I’m glad you got some pleasure out of it."

"Thanks, Lori," she said. "I saw you two leaving about dark. Dining and dancing?"

"No, not exactly," I said. "Dining, sure, but very little dancing." I told her in great detail what had happened at the club. She hung onto every word, her eyes wide and her mouth slightly open.

"You actually slept with a murder?" she said when I had finished my tale.

"No, there was no sleep," I said smiling. "Between Hawk and Vic, I was wide awake the whole time."

"How big did you say they were?" Mary asked her face getting red again.

"Vic is a lot bigger than Hawk but both of them are bigger than anything I had seen before." I held my hands up about a foot apart, "Vic is about this long." I was aware that I had exaggerated a little bit.. I used both hands to make a circle, "This big around." That wasn’t any exaggeration.

"My God you have to be kidding me." Mary said. "How did you get …I mean how did you take something that big? Didn’t it hurt?"

"At first it hurt a little," I admitted, "but not for long. The men can fuck for hours. I must have orgasm a hundred time or more yesterday and last night."

"He made you walk around with your boobs hanging out?" Mary asked. "I would have died of humiliation."

"At first I was embarrassed, but then I figured that I didn’t know a soul there, so what difference did it make?" I didn’t know how to explain how great it felt to be dominated by two powerful men. I could admit to myself that there was nothing that they could have told me to do that I wouldn’t have tried.

"Wow," she said, "I wish I had the nerve to do something like that. Damn Lori it don’t seem fair that you had two studs and all I had was a plastic dildo."