Part 1

Sarah and I had been in the pub for about 2 hours when I saw Dean across the pub drinking alone. He was about 6ft 2”, African, very muscular. He was on his own. I noticed he had two chairs free next to him and hatched my plan. I beckoned Sarah for us to go and sit in the empty chairs next to him. I watched as Sarah went over and sat next to Dean. She was nicely drunk and had trouble getting onto the stall. I watched as he checked out her massive breast and pert bottom. I carried over the drinks and said I was going to the toilet. I made sure I was gone for a reasonable time hoping that Dean would strike up a conversation. I was in luck, when I came back they were best of friends. Sarah is naturally very friendly when drunk and can send out the wrong signals. Her hand was unwittingly resting on his thigh to help her balance. I continued the conversation with Dean, bringing it around to sex as often as I could. It was not long before he knew that Sarah loved blow jobs and swallowed instead of spitting. I invited Dean back for a nightcap with us. He agreed and we walked the short 5 minutes back to our house.

I told the two of them to get comfortable on the sofa while I made drinks. I asked Dean to help Sarah with her coat. Sarah is a stunning woman, 26 years old, size 10/12 and her best assets, 32F natural boobs. I pretended to walk back into the kitchen, but watched through the crack in the door. I watched him look lustfully at her chest. He whispered something in her ear and she giggled. He took of the coat and threw it on the side of the chair. She stumbled and he grabbed her to stop her failing, his hand falling on her breast. She did not react and I could just see her nipples standing erect through her tight sweater. I watched him put his hand up her sweater and grope her breasts. He lifted up the sweater pulled down her bra and leaned forward and sucked her left breast. Sarah head tossed her head backwards enjoying the attention she was getting. I smiled inwardly. I made my way into the kitchen and called back into Sarah. “You want ice in your gin?”

“Yes please” I heard her croak awkwardly.

I walked back into the room to find them kissing passionately on the sofa. Dean’s hand had disappeared up her skirt; her legs wide open to allow him access to her pussy. He stopped kissing her and looked up at me with a quizzical look on his face. I nodded at him and shrugged. Sarah had thrown her head back enjoying the feeling of his fingers in her pussy. He turned back to Sarah and continued to kiss her neck and face. She started to moan softly.  I saw him whisper something in her ear and she responded by sitting up and removing her sweater and then unfastening her bra. I stood and watched from the door shocked that this was actually happening. My heart was pounding with excitement and anxiety. I turned out of the room to fetch my camera.

When I returned Dean was kneeling on the floor, Sarah still on the sofa. Her breasts were exposed her nipples rock hard. Her knickers were on the floor next to Dean and her skirt hitched right up around her waist. His head was buried between her legs. Sarah’s head was arched backwards, biting her lip which she always did when aroused. She was moaning and breathing heavily. I stood at the door and started taking pictures. Dean stopped when he heard the shutter. He looked around and I smiled at him. He turned back without a word and continued to pleasure my girlfriend.

I continued taking pictures and videoing the scene before me. Sarah seemed oblivious and was lost in the through of ecstasy. Dean moved away suddenly unzipped his jeans and revealed a huge thick 8” cock. He smiled at me wickedly and I raised my eyebrows in appreciation. I took a picture of the beast that was still only semi-hard. He climbed onto the sofa and waved his cock in her face. She did not even react and just leaned forward grabbed his cock with one hand started feeding it into her mouth hungrily. I continued to take pictures and set the video on again. Fuck this was awesome. She sucked him like a porn star. Her lips stretched almost to breaking point when she was at the base of his cock. She always could suck cock well.

She continued this for some 5 or 6 minutes before Dean moved way again this time back between her legs. He lifted both legs up over his shoulders and dragged her bottom back towards him leaving her head cocked awkwardly her back now on the seat of the sofa. He held the cock at the entrance of her pussy just nudging gently. I could see Sarah squirming almost begging to have it inside her. Her eyes were closed, but she was still biting her lip. Her breathing was fast and sporadic almost panting and her nipples were still very hard. Then he gave her what she wanted and pushed it across the threshold. She gasped and cried out loud

“aggghhhh…. Hhmmmmm” she was really enjoying this.

I watched fascinated as he slid that black beast inside her. I unzipped my fly and got my cock out and started wanking myself slowly. Dean was oblivious. He was now pounding Sarah, his pelvis slapping noisily against her bottom and thighs. He moved her expertly so her head and back were now lying flat on the sofa. He leaned forward and sucked hard on her nipples. She moaned again arching her back forcing her breasts upwards to help him. I watched tranced as Dean continued to pound Sarah’s pussy. His rhythm was relentless and I could tell Sarah was nearing orgasm. She was gripping the sofa her eyes rolled back into her head. Then she came hard and fast. She cried out and lifted herself onto her elbows. She threw her head back again her eyes closed, perspiration all over her body. She had a hot flush in her cheeks and chest. Her body went rigid and then she flopped back onto her back.

“Wow!” I said smiling broadly. I got the whole thing on film.

I moved around to where her head no lay on the sofa. Her eyes were open, but she looked right through me. She was wasted almost high from that orgasm. I felt myself nearing orgasms and moved so my cock was positioned over her head... I continued to wank myself off. Dean was not finished either he was still sliding his cock slowly in and out of her now swollen pussy. I could feel a surge from my balls and I was cuming. I aimed at her head and emptied my entire load over her face. There was cum on her cheek, her forehead, lips and nose. I wiped my cock on her hair and started taking pictures. She looked wonderful covered in thick cum. I slumped back into the sofa to enjoy the rest of the show.

“You do the same?” I instructed Dean

He nodded and continued to fuck my girlfriend. He started a slow pace while Sarah recovered her senses. Within a few minutes he was pounding her pussy again. He leaned forward and pinched her nipples roughly. I was surprised, but not as much as her response.

“Fuck me you bastard!” she moaned lustfully.

So he did. He altered his position slightly and then pulled his cock almost all the way out her pussy and then thrust it back. She let out a yelp and then a gasp. He repeated. She gripped the sofa with both hands and once again was biting her lip. He repeated again and again, faster and faster. Within a few minutes she was cuming again this time much longer. I thought she had stopped breathing she went rigid and never said a word. Her body was trembling, shuddering, convulsing. Dean was fucking her though the orgasms.

“Aaggghhhhhh” she almost screamed.

Then he was cuming. He pulled out of her threw her legs onto the sofa and moved swiftly to her head. Almost instinctively I watched as she lifted her self on her elbows and opened her mouth. He aimed his cock into her mouth and then lot loose an enormous cum fountain. I sat stunned as he shot squirt after squirt into her mouth, lips and chin. Cum was dribbling from out of the corner of her mouth. I aimed the camera, now on video, over her head to see it sloshing around her tongue. He took some time to finish himself off jerking out every drop. She looked a mess, cum dripping from her forward, cheeks and chin onto her breasts and neck and shoulders. She slumped back onto the sofa her eyes once again rolled back into her head.

Dean stood up smiled at me and sunk his whisky that I made almost 30 minutes ago down in one. He winked at me put his still hard cock away and shook my hand. I watched him put on his shoes and then walk out the door. Sarah was still wasted on the sofa her skirt hitched above her waist no bra or sweater and her face laced with thick cum. I took a few more pictures and set the video on for a few minutes making sure I got as much coverage as possible.

I smiled satisfied, stood up and went up to bed.