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Blue collar



Lunch was long past, but there were still a few hours till dinner. I was
working at home, downloading a program that seemed to take forever. I got
up to get some chips, poked around in the kitchen a bit, changed my mind,
and now I was about to sit down at the computer again.

The doorbell chimed, and I paused, but my wife was out, and there was no
one else to answer it. I looked through the peephole, barely able to make
out the face that was before it.

"Yes?" I asked hesitantly.

"It's the plumber. You got a problem with your pipes, man?"

My wife had said something about the clog in the drain. "Oh, sure. Just a
minute." I unlocked the door, and the plumber walked in.

He was a big, black man, about the size of the actor who played John Coffey
in The Green Mile. My mouth went dry, but he just gave me a bored
look. "Where's the problem, man?"

"Oh, um, the master bath. It's this way." The bathroom was reached by going
through the master bedroom, and I could feel him right behind me. The hairs
on the nape of my neck tightened, and my cock started to swell. I wanted
him to be finished with his job so I could be alone to jerk off. He was
what I dreamed about, although I couldn't picture him telling me to strip
naked and climb on the bed.

I suddenly realized he had stopped following me, and I turned to see
why. He had set down the toolbox and was standing there, staring at
me. "Get your clothes off, and get on the bed, white boy!"

"Excuse me?"

His hands went to the buttons of the blue chambrey work shirt he was
wearing. "You deaf, short stuff? Get on that bed!"

I swallowed and began tearing at my clothes. "How...how do you want me?" I
asked, kicking free of my pants. I felt as if my mouth was filled with
cotton, and I hoped that soon it would be filled with something else.

"On your hands and knees, sweet cheeks." I scrambled onto the bed. "Oh, my,
you do have a fine ass! I hear you been wanting to be fucked by a black
man."

How did he know that? My wife was the only one... Big, blunt fingers
stroked down the crack of my ass and teased my hole, and my thoughts
splintered. "Oh, yes!" I moaned. His other hand reached around and grabbed
my cock, squeezing the base, the rough texture of his callouses exciting
me.

And then cool lube eased the way for an unbelievably large finger. I
whimpered with need and backed onto it, needing to take it deeper.

"You like that, pussy boy?" A hard hand slapped an ass cheek. "Tell me!"

"Yes, please! Give me more! I want more!"

"What do you want, boy?"

"Fuck me! I want your big, black cock in my ass, fucking me through the
mattress!"

"You're a slut, Jay! I knew that!"

I started as I saw my wife slip out of the bathroom. "Ronnie! I thought you
had gone shopping!"

She looked at me with a sneer on her pretty lips. "Sure you did! Did you
think I'd let you have someone this fine come over and not have a piece of
the action for myself?"

"What...what are you talking about?"

The black hand landed on my ass again, really hard. "Did I say you could
talk, pussy boy? This fine little gal is going to watch while I fuck you,
and then you're going to watch while I fuck her!"

I shuddered, my cock starting to ooze precome. Two fingers were stroking my
back passage now, curling to find my prostate, and I groaned and spread my
legs further apart. "Harder!" I begged.

The fingers were withdrawn, and the broad, flared head of his cock was
introduced into my anus, stretching the ring of muscle that was the
sphincter. It burned. And then he stopped. "Maybe that's all I'll give a
wimpy little cocksucker like you."

"No! Please! You have to give me more! Please!" I tried to buck backwards,
needing to impale myself on his tool.

"I really like seeing you beg, Jay, you know that?" Ronnie stripped off all
her clothes and laid down next to me, her legs wide apart. I could see the
moisture glistening over her folds, and then a black finger was teasing her
slit and shoving into her. She groaned and raised her legs, exposing both
openings. "Want to see him fuck my ass too, Jay? No, on second thought, I
don't think you deserve that! Come on, you big, black buck! Finger me
hard!"

"Just what I like, white folks who know what the score is!"

I was getting so close! "Please touch me!" I begged.

He pulled his finger out of my wife, and she moaned her loss. But he
grabbed my hips and held them still as he pounded into me, giving my
prostate a work out like it had never had before. "You like having black
cock up your ass, white boy? After I do your little honey here, I'm going
to make you suck me off! And then I'm going to fuck your ass again!"

I could feel him coming, filling my back passage with hot come. But before
I could come too, he squeezed me again, and the need to shoot my load
abated. He pulled out of my ass, and I winced at the sting.

He slapped my butt again, then went into the bathroom to clean himself
off. When he came out, I saw he was hard once more! I moistened my lips,
looking forward to taking that morsel in my mouth and swallowing his come.

But he sat down on the chair at my wife's vanity. "Come on, pretty thing,
come sit on Jamal's lap and let's give your man a sight!"

With a squeal of delight, she bounced off the bed and ran to the huge black
man. He turned her around, so that she was facing me, and brought her hips
down to his lap. I could see his cock, startlingly black against her pale
legs, slide between the folds of her pussy. His hands cupped her breasts,
and again the contrast was startling.

He lifted her up, and I could see his cock glistening with my wife's
moisture. She dropped down, moaning in pleasure as he filled her. Again and
again he did that, and I watched helplessly, needing to come, needing to
have his cock in my ass again. I was so hard I ached.

His fingers plucked at her nipples, elongating them, and her breath hitched
and gasped at the sensations. A look of exquisite pain crossed her face,
and she began to come.

She collapsed forward bonelessly, and he lifted her off. He was still hard.

"Yeah, this is for you now, pussy boy!" He stood up, and I crawled across
the bed to where he stood. His cock teased my cheek, leaving a smear of my
wife's come across my lips. I opened my mouth wide, and he rammed it in.

Frantically I licked at the tip, tasting the precome, and began to suck in
earnest. He rocked forward, making me take in more and more of him. And
suddenly I felt invaded from behind, as my wife pressed her vibrator to my
anus and turned it on. The vibrations filled my ass as she worked it in and
out, the black man's come making my passage really slick. I squeezed my
inner muscles, and it felt good, but not nearly as good as the fat cock
that had fucked me before.

Jamal fucked my mouth while my wife fucked my ass. "You like this, pussy
boy? You like being my bitch? Next time I'll bring my Great Dane and have
him fuck your ass. Think you'll like having doggy dick in your ass? Then
you'll be a bitch for real, and you'll beg me to do it again and again!"

He pushed me back, and I toppled onto my side, my ass still filled with the
hard rubber dildo. I licked my lips, which felt swollen, and my wife left
me to climb all over the big, black plumber.

"You're a hot bitch too!" he said as he finger-fucked her again.

"Please," I whispered. "Please! I haven't come yet!"

"You want me to let you come, white boy? You show me how much you want it!
And you call me sir!"

I whimpered and got back onto my hands and knees, resting my head on my
arms, my ass high in the air. "I want you to fuck me again, sir! I want
your cock in my ass. And I want you holding my cock, and jerking me
off. Please, oh please! I need to be fucked in the worst way!"

And then the vibrator was pulled out of my anus and that big cock was
shoving into me again. The black man set up a punishing rhythm, his balls
slapping against mine, and his hands reached around to grab my dick. He
fucked me good and hard, and he began to come at the same time I did,
filling his hands with my semen.

His fingers wound in my hair and he pulled my head back. "Lick my fingers
clean, pussy boy, and maybe I'll come back and visit you again!"

I tasted myself on his hands, and licked off every bit of come. He pulled
out of me and I collapsed onto the bed.

He slapped my ass. "You're a real good bitch, you know that, Sweetcheeks? I
like fucking you. I like fucking you almost as much as I like fucking your
wife."

Ronnie gave him an envelope and kissed his cheek. "Thanks, Jamal. Good
job."

He grinned, momentarily slipping out of character as he counted the money
in the envelope, then got dressed, picked up his tool kit and walked out
the door.

My wife patted her hand with the dildo. "Want some more, babe?"

"Yes!" I moaned and shivered. "Please, I want him to come back."

She smiled at me and ruffled my hair. "Good boy." She went back into the
bathroom. "Happy anniversary, baby," she called before shutting the door
and leaving me alone on the bed.

I yawned widely and glanced at the bedside clock. Damn. Had that download
finished yet?

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