When your woman offers you a condom while her lover gets to fuck her bareback, what you gonna do?
Jenni and Roy were about to enter the bedroom when they suddenly stopped. She muttered something to him that I barely caught, then she turned and offered me a condom sheath.
I took the sheath from her, puzzled by whatever she meant. “What’s this for, Jen?”
“That’s for you, Carl,” she explained. “Once we get in here, that’s what you’re going to be wearing.”
Roy was already laughing before he spoke. “That means ain’t no pussy waiting for you inside, white boy. At least not until I’m done fucking.”
Jenni laughed along with him while I looked at them, dumbfounded and perplexed by what they considered humorous. I wanted to laugh except I felt like a fool holding the condom in my hand.
It was my misfortunate that I couldn’t turn back time to when they first hooked up with each other. Back to three weeks ago when I first introduced Roy to my girlfriend, Jenni. It was the same night that I shared with him our bedroom kink about us wanting to indulge in a threesome. Roy accepted my invitation and our relationship had transpired well from there with him being a perfect fit with Jenni, who equally found him attractive. It wasn’t often that we got to deliberate about our individual desire towards Roy. It’s such a rare feat when we share such unwavering attraction for someone.
Never did I suspect tonight would mark a change in our threesome relationship. The fact that Jenni was handing me a condom bothered me that they had both been planning towards this event that I have been clueless about.
I sighed and muttered ‘whatever’ under my breath, then tore through the sheath as we entered the room.
My penis resembled a burst balloon; the condom seemed to be hanging onto my penis as if for dear life.
We took a moment to get out of our clothes inside the room. Roy stood beside Jenni with his impressive-looking cock stiff as a tent-pole, whereas mine was halfway between flaccid and turgidity as I struggled into the condom. Jenni’s focus stayed on Roy as she drew closer and they began kissing. She locked her arm around his shoulders while her other hand stroked his cock.
I’d slid the condom down to the base and was now stroking my cock to get hard. My nerves were jumping; I wanted Jenni to look in my direction and lend me a hand, but she stayed with Roy instead.
Jenni fell to her knees and began sucking his cock. She spared a moment to glance at me, then hissed. She didn’t look at me anymore. Roy had this look of lust etched on his face while she stayed on his cock. He looked at me and gave me a wink.
“Too bad you ain’t getting what I’m getting, white boy,” he laughed.
I felt my cheeks glow red. I would have loved to mutter something back, except I was still stroking my dick hard, where my entire concentration was — trying to get fully erect. It would have been great if Jenni sucked my dick, too. I drew closer, cradling my dick in my hand like a beggar lifting a plate, but she vigorously kept slurping and choking on Roy’s meat to be bothered about me.
“You still standing here, white boy?” said Jenni when she eventually stopped and turned to look at me, like she forgot I was in the room with them. “You’d better hold your turn while I attend to Roy.”
She came to her feet and led Roy towards the bed. I stood there dumbfounded and at a loss of what next to do. My penis resembled a burst balloon; the condom seemed to be hanging onto my penis as if for dear life. I cursed at it while still attempting to jerk it to life. It was like trying to jumpstart an engine that didn’t want to wake up.
Roy had Jenni spread on the bed and she gave a startled cry when he shoved his cock inside her. Jenni held her legs apart while he pushed down between her thighs. I watched his buttock muscles contract each time he drove his pelvis inside her. I was growing jealous by the minute of watching them.
“What’s the problem, white boy?” Roy leered at me, grunting simultaneously from his workout. Sweat glistened on his face like diamonds. “You can’t get it up, white boy?”
Jenni joined him in laughing. “Looks like Carl’s got that white boy syndrome. Don’t you, white boy?” She cackled, turned her attention to Roy and said: “Go on, gimme that thick black dick, Roy. Awwhhh fuck! Your black dick is all I need.”
“You don’t need no white dick in you?”
“FUCK NO!” she screeched and grabbed hold of him. “No more white penis for this pussy of mine!”
“That’s my fucking bitch,” said Roy, then he turned to me and said: “Don’t you worry, Carl. I’ll save plenty of cum for you when I’m done here.”
Roy laughed boisterously as he then went back to fucking Jenni.
He got her to be on her arms and knees, and he tore her pussy harder. Jenni buried her head under a pillow, and still, her cries echoed inside the room. Roy slapped her butt until he left red welts on her tanned flesh. I had resigned myself by this time to ever getting hard again. I even extracted the condom from my penis, went into the bathroom and flushed it down the toilet.
His cock slipped out of Jenni’s pussy just as I got onto the bed. Jenni leaned forward to give me room as I then took Roy’s cock into my mouth.
Jenni switched places with Roy and had him lying on the bed while she straddled his cock and got to bouncing and rocking him hard. At some point, Jenni gestured at me to come to the bed. I drew closer and she reached out and grabbed my penis. She threw her head back and laughed at my miserable state.
“You see? Even me jerking it hard can’t bring it back to life,” she sneered, then let go of my penis and resumed taking Roy’s dick.
Roy pulled her down on him and pawed her butt with both hands. He spread her ass cheeks apart and rapid-fired his cock while grunting in unison. Jenni tensed, whimpered and squealed her response. Roy stopped to catch his breath, letting Jenni carry on with riding him.
“You watching, white boy?” Roy said to me. “That’s how you fuck a white bitch. Now get your ass over and clean my dick for me.”
His cock slipped out of Jenni’s pussy just as I got onto the bed. Jenni leaned forward to give me room as I then took Roy’s cock into my mouth. For the first time since we entered the room, I felt complimented that I was allowed to perform a worthy task.
I sucked and spit-polished his cock to glistening perfection before inserting it back into Jenni’s cunt.
Jenni resumed riding Roy’s cock like there was no tomorrow. I sat beside them, cradling my limp penis in my hand while running my tongue across my lips, savouring the taste of Roy.
Roy pushed Jenni aside and then stood up on the bed. Jenni and I knew what was coming. We knelt before Roy like two hungry dogs itching to receive a treat with our mouths open; if we bore tails, we would have been wagging them frantically. Semen shot out of Roy’s penis like wine jetting out of a champagne bottle. It landed across Jenni’s face, but succeeding spurts landed on mine also.
Jenni and I shared a long, passionate kiss while we licked semen off each other’s faces. Roy allowed us to take turns cleaning his cock when he had finished.
I looked at my penis and, to my dismay, saw that I was then sporting a hard-on. Jenni lay on the bed and allowed me to fuck her while Roy went to clean up in the bathroom. I fucked Jenni hard and fast and grunted wild as I shot my load inside her. I waited until I was done before coming to my knees and sucking my cum out of her pussy.
Such was how the night ended for us.