It was tough for tenacious private investigator Thaddeus Black to keep still while seated behind
a desk, pretending to seem busy like he had pressing work in front of
him. The truth was he had nothing important on his desk, even though
it was laden with files and discarded bits of paperwork from assignments he had going
on or recently concluded. Thaddeus seldom minded a clean desk. He left that
for his secretary to handle whenever he was out of the office if he happened
to close for the day before she did. If not, then whatever remained
on his desk would wait till morning or whenever he felt like being tidy.
Today wasn't one of such days. He had dismissed his secretary hours ago as
he had nothing important to keep her around. She won't return till Monday.
He wanted the rest of the afternoon for himself since he was expecting company.
Rather, he was expecting Pussy Gilt. Pussy wanted to make like he had
important business in hand besides awaiting her arrival. He shouldn't be doing crazy stuff
like this, but he didn't care. In his opinion, it was a
guaranteed perk that came with the job. Thaddius was a horny, randy bastard
and considered it nonsensical to trick out bitches in bars and nightclubs now and then
came an interesting client worthy of his time and taste, in this case,
a non client. Why not take advantage of the situation when he can asterisk
asterisk asteresque. Thaddius Black's business card bore his work address, which I followed
to a capital T as I drove into the city, heading to Clifford Avenue.
Whatever had compelled Richard to change his mind regarding my relationship with Terence,
I know couldn't have been some utter miracle. Surely the PI had more involvement
in it, and I couldn't wait to hear what he had to say.
I knew it would come with a price, so I opted to look my
best before leaving the house. Now with my best friend tagging along, this
was sure to be fun. Are we any closer to where we're going?
Sarah asked impatiently. Gosh, it's going to be a long trip returning home.
Would you relax? You look like you're getting angsty. Besides, we're
almost there. I came to the junction that was b Street by Clifford Avenue,
and even my GPS told me I had arrived at my destination. I
found the building with the investigator's address, but drove past it to find a
vacant parking spot, then turned off my engine. We're here, I said,
let's go. We left the car and strolled to the building. We
made it up a flight of stairs and came to a glass door that said
Thaddeus Black, private Investigator. I knocked and waited. A shadow appeared behind
the door, and Thaddeus opened it and smiled at me. Nice that you
could come, Erica. He stopped when he saw I wasn't alone. This
is my friend Sarah. She's aware of everything that's happened to me and figured
she'd come along and meet you in person. I hope it's no bother.
No, no, no bother at all. His smile was disarming as he
shook Sarah's hand before inviting us into his office. Excuse the mess, he
said, after shutting his door and offered us chairs to sit in while he
settled on the edge of his desk. I've been busy with other things.
How have things been with you and Richard lately? It's been good as far
as I can see. He wanted to see me have sex with my lover
Terence, and I did that for him. But I don't know if you
talked him down from getting upset. After you and I hooked that other day,
he called me up, wanting to know whatever you'd been up to or
where you'd been. I told him I followed you to a beauty salon and
you were there for a long time. That calmed his nerves. I don't
understand, Sarah looked at me. I thought you said Richard had no issue
with you and Terence. This was before he told me to have Terence over,
I explained. Or maybe he changed his mind after he learned I made
it to the salon instead of spending time with Terence at his friend's place.
Right, you are thad He is agreed. He's got me on retainer,
probably wants to keep keeping tabs on you, and you'll know what to tell
him if he calls you again. Well, now you're going to have to
make me an offer. I cannot refuse that. He is smiled, giving
me the hint. I've got a side office down the hall where we can
talk better. Side office, asked Sarah, you can bring your friend along,
thad continued, unless you prefer she remains here. Sarah is used to
what I do. I rose to my feet. I'm sure she'd love to
tag along. Come on, Sarah, let's see what else our handsome PI
has for us. Sarah stood up and Thaddius ushered us out of his office.
He went across the hall to another door similar to his, except he
pulled a key out of his pocket and unlocked it before ushering us inside.
I had no idea what awaited us until he flipped a light switch and I
saw the large bed taking up space in the room. The room was neat
but austere. The walls were duly painted. It was a room meant for
one thing only, not for comfort. Thaddius opened a wall closet and began
unbuttoning his shirt. I dropped my handbag on a lone chair and followed suit.
Sarah was clueless at first, but then she got what was about to
happen and decided not to be excluded. Thaddius waited until I had finished discarding
my bra and panties into the closet before taking my hand to lead me to
the bed. His cock was pressing to climb out of his pair of briefs.
Thaddius had an exemplary build, nearly similar to my lover Terence. The
instant I grabbed his cock out of his briefs, I knew I was going
to enjoy him. I knelt before him, holding his prick inches from my
face, and rolled my tongue around the tip, tasting pre come oozing out
of his penis slit before engulfing it with my mouth. I observed that Sara
hurrying to remove her jeans out of the corner of my eye. She muttered
curse words as she struggled out of her clothes and arranged them in the closet.
I made room for her when she came to join us on the bed,
I released my hold on Thad's prick so Sarah could catch up with the
fun. Sarah and I have had our share of black cocks in the past.
Numerous times we've shared a single lover when there weren't others to play with,
so this wasn't a new thing. We've had plenty of fun in her
basement, servicing multiple black men while our husbands watched. Back then, Richard
was steadfast about insuring I remained a black cock hor for whichever black man came
calling. He would hurry home to mind the kids, while I would stick
around with Sara. What fun times those had been? Just like old times,
eh, Sarah remarked, as if she could read my mind. You
know it, girl, I laughed. Thaddeus lay on his back while we
knelt on either side and took turns sucking a cock that caressed our tits down
to our butts while we moaned. To counter our separate arousal, I rummaged
my hand between my legs and fingered my cunt, getting my pussy motivated.
I knew Sara was doing likewise. She was such a slut and could turn
her sex meter from zero to a hundred instantly. She and Aaron have been
married for thirty plus years and have raised three children, the last of which
was Gail, about to get married, while her two sons had long gotten
married and left the coup. Sharon once confessed to me that she'd had the
kids only to become pregnant by Aaron, which was all he was essential for
besides being a loving husband. But if she could do it over again,
she would have preferred getting knocked up by any of her lovers, I too,
expressed a similar confession to her. It was one of such moments that
guaranteed a tightness to our bond. I attacked Thaddeus's gorgeous pair of balls,
kissing each inch of flesh around the underside of his thighs, while Sarah continued
to deep throat his cock, spitting on his shaft before further glistening it with
her mouth. We exchanged later, laughing like corny teenagers would as I made
his pricks day rock hard. The moment then came for us to decide who
would enjoy him first. You go first, Erica, Sara suggested, I'll
follow your lead. I usually would have preferred Sara to go first, as
she hadn't sampled him before, but since she insisted, I took the reins
and mounted Thad first. His cock slipped inside my count with ease. I
impaled myself down to his pelvis and felt goose bumps unleash across my arms.
The instant I settled firmly on him, Sara wasted no time slapping my butt,
urging me to ride him. My hips came to life and began kicking
and sprinting while Thad groped and caressed my hanging pair of tits that he has
pulled me by my tits to lean closer so he could grasp my butt and
lift his legs. I leaned over his shoulder and he pinned me there and
suddenly began jerking his hips. I felt his thighs slap my but with such
rapid fire that it knocked the wind out of me. I was gasping and
groaning louder uncontrollably. His cock slipped out of my vagina, allowing me to
catch my breath. Sarah grabbed his cock, sucked it clean, and then
shoved it back into me. Dad didn't slow his pace as he kept machine
then pounding me with gusty energy. It felt like he had been saving up
for this moment, when he would get to unleash what he couldn't give me
the last time we fucked. He grabbed my butt with both hands and held
a firm grip, punishing me with his immense power. I felt his cock
hammering my cunt, carving a path straight to my heart, and I was
helpless to the wave of euphoria and lust swirling in my head. I felt
myself climaxing and couldn't stop screaming with joy. This was beyond what I expected
today, and I was thankful for it. Daddius was gasping heavily against my
tits. He slowed his pace, letting me ride him slow and steady while
his breathing returned to normalcy. We were both sweating, with mine rolling down
my neckline and dropping on his face. He didn't appear to mind as he
entertained himself with sucking my tits and smacking my butt cheeks. I rolled off
him, eventually gasping like I had concluded a marathon race. As Sarah took
my place. Like me, Daddy is upt his game and got Sara bouncing
hard on his cock. She too, underwent a wailing frenzy while attempting to
keep up with his pace. At some point she stopped, turned in a
complete circle, and wrote him in reverse. Sarah spread her legs, lifted
herself inches from his pelvis, and wiggled her hips while his cock stayed buried
in her cunt. I inched forward and tasted the trail of cum oozing down
his shaft. I took solace in the foul fragrance coming off them. Daddius
fell to his side and pulled Sarah along. He lifted her leg over his
thighs to afford room to slide his cock between her legs. His cock kept
slipping out of her, and I was quick to suck it clean before returning
it into her cunt. Later that had me on my elbows and knees and
pounded me doggy style. Sarah held my butt cheeks apart so Thad could thrust
deep into my cunt. She then aligned herself beside him, and Thad gave
her similar medicine. When his moment arrived, he announced it and gestured for
us to position ourselves properly. We knew what was expected of us before he
even communicated his wish. We knelt before him, shoulders touching malsigope, awaiting
his release. Daddius gasped and groaned aloud as he squirted his load down our
throats. We caught much of his semen and later licked each other's face clean.
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