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the door, he turned to me. “Thanks,” he said. “That’s a terrific lady you have there. She’s a great fuck! Call me again anytime you want!” And then he was gone.
    I turned to my wife. She looked so beautiful with come drying on her body and more running out of her cunt. I cradled her in my arms and pulled her close. “I love you, Janet,” I told her.
    With a contented sigh she pressed her body against me. “Thanks for tonight, darling! You’re the best husband and the greatest lover a woman could ever have!”
    “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself,” I said. “If you want, maybe Carl can come back another time.”
    She smiled. “We’ll see,” she murmured.
    I held her lovingly in my arms. As we drifted off to sleep, the last thing she heard from me was, “Happy birthday, babe!”—
G.F., Fond du Lac, Wisconsin
    WHEN THIS LADY CALLS ROOM SERVICE, SHE’S NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO GETS SERVICED
    My husband Dwight and I are both in our mid-thirties. I have brown eyes, brown hair and 38D breasts. I’m five-foot-eight and weigh one hundred seventy pounds. Dwight has black hair, a thick beard and moustache and dark brown eyes. He’s five-feet-nine and weights two hundred thirty pounds.
    Dwight used to tell me he had this fantasy about us having a threesome with another guy. Well, he finally saw it happen last weekend, when we decided to take a brief vacation. What was supposed to be a relaxing couple of days turned out to be much more than we had ever expected.
    We drove to a casino hotel about one-hundred fifty miles from where we live. As we checked in, a bellman came over to take our luggage. I looked up at him and saw the most gorgeous black man I’d ever laid eyes on. He looked to be about twenty-five-years old, and he was very well-muscled. As he picked up our bags I noticed the bulge in his pants. We followed him to our room, and I whispered to Dwight that I’d love to try some of that. Dwight told me to get a grip on myself.
    After we settled into our suite, Dwight went into the bathroom to take a shower and I decided to surprise the bellboy. I called down to the front desk and asked for someone to help me with the TV. (I’d only seen the one bellboy on duty, so I figured they would send him.) I stripped down to my white G-string panties, with nothing covering my sizeable tits. Was he going to get a surprise, or what? I’d never fucked a black guy before, but I figured there’s always a first time for everything. And I could fulfill Dwight’s threesome fantasy in the bargain.
    Soon there was a knock on the door. I looked through the peephole to make sure it was the bellboy I wanted. When I saw that it was, I slowly opened the door and stood there in all my glory. The bellboy stood there starting at my shapely body, naked except for my panties.
    I motioned him in, and as I shut the door behind him, I could tell he liked what he saw, though he was obviously trying not to stare too much. He asked me what I wanted, and I asked him to help me find the X-rated channel on the televsion. He found it for me, then asked me if I needed anything else. I looked down and saw that the bulge in his pants had grown considerably. I asked his name, and he said it was Clarence.
    I said, “As a matter of fact, Clarence, there is something else you can do for me. Will you show me your black cock? I’ve never seen one before.”
    By then he was staring openly. But after a moment he shrugged and said, “Sure, what the hell?” When he unzipped his pants, I was in shock. I was looking at the biggest, thickest, blackest cock I’d ever seen. It had to be about seven inches long and at least three inches around. I knew I had to have it in my mouth and my hot horny pussy!
    Without another word, I dropped to my knees and put the head to my lips. I licked up and down along the shaft and tongued at his balls. My pussy started getting wet as I heard him moan with pleasure.
    When Dwight came out of the bathroom, naked from his