Women Who Love Black Meat (2 page)

Veronica’s 35-year-old sister Maeve, helped raise Veronica when their mother passed away suddenly of a heart attack. Their father, grieving and working constantly, was little help. Maeve was 10 at the time, Veronica 5. It wasn’t easy but it made the sisters close. Now, unmarried and on the plain side, Veronica said she would get Pete to introduce her to some guys. Maeve seemed appreciative of that.

Romantically things were going well. Veronica and Pete made an attractive, successful couple. One day though, Veronica discovered something during the audit that concerned her. There was a discrepancy that didn’t make sense and some money was missing.

She approached Pete about it and he confidentially told her that he had recently become aware that an executive at the company, Rob Saunders, had set up a dummy account and had been diverting some funds. Pete was trying to figure out how to handle it since the scandal may hurt the company. He asked Veronica to bear with him for a few months while he figured out what to do. She agreed.

There was another dark cloud in their lives, Pete’s ex lover Lauren. The mother of his two daughters, Lauren had a tendency of using their daughters to try to get what she wanted from him. He never married her but Pete always expected he would one day. Pete held off marrying Lauren in large part because of his parents. He knew one day he would bite the bullet even though his parents objected to him ending up with a white woman. Eventually Lauren got tired of waiting and left Pete for an attractive richer man. He was heartbroken but survived.

Now that Lauren and her paramour broke up, Lauren decided she wanted Pete back. She wasn’t too happy to hear he was getting serious with Veronica; Pete’s visits with his daughters lessened due to her vindictiveness. Pete loved his daughters and initiated some court proceedings to get to see them more often. A court date was set to take place in three months.

Pete’s parents, Alex and Jill Prince, were vocally unhappy about their son’s involvement with a white woman. They were proud of his achievements and felt he should marry a black woman. They made it clear that if a relationship led to him marrying against his race, they would no longer consider him their son. He would be dead to them. That thought greatly disturbed Pete but as he often said to Veronica, he couldn’t live for his parents any longer and they would hopefully come around. He wasn’t prepared to make the same mistake he had with Lauren.

As they grew closer, Pete and Veronica shared their secret fantasies. Both wanted to see what it would be like watching their significant other have sex with someone else, so they decided to check out a swinger’s club that Pete heard about from a friend.

They were a bit apprehensive but dressed for the occasion. Veronica wore a tight sweater. Clinging to her bodice, it left little to the imagination. High heeled shoes and leather pants that clearly outlined her well-shaped behind, completed the look. She was a woman ready for a hot night. Pete wore a cashmere sweater and leather pants that matched Veronica’s; the latter revealed his immense frontal asset and his tight ass. This would be a couple that would turn heads.

They came into Rendezvous and sat down next to a slightly younger couple. Pete turned to the attractive woman and said hello. Veronica looked the late 20ish woman over, head to toe. Nice tits, though mine are bigger, Veronica thought. Something about Kimberly was very appealing though. She could sense Pete’s carnal interest in her.

Kim’s companion Jeff came over to the seat next to Veronica. He was a good-looking guy, with a goatee, around the same age as Kim. “Hi there, how are you doing this evening?” he asked Veronica. His eyes were looking intently at her piercing nipples, as those words were spoken.

After some small talk, Jeff got up and Kim joined him. They talked privately for a minute then came over to Pete and Veronica. “We are going to leave now,” Jeff said. “Kim and I are going to the hotel down the street for some fun. Care to join us?” Pete and Veronica looked at each other, and then nodded in agreement.

After the cars were parked and check-in taken care of by Jeff, the four of them stood in front of room #2210. Jeff quickly opened the door and they all went inside. Before them were 2 queen-sized beds, the usual hotel furniture and a large jacuzzi. Jeff suggested stripping and getting into the tub. After watching Jeff and Kim totally uninhibited, quickly removing their clothes, Veronica and Pete followed suit.

Kim went over to Pete, took his hand and placed it on one of her tits. Veronica could see Pete’s prick swiftly react to the touch of Kim’s hardening nipple. Meanwhile, Jeff drew nearer to Veronica. He leaned over to kiss her and his tongue swirling in her mouth aroused her. When his fingers explored her pussy, she looked over at Pete and watched as his fingers entered Kim’s.

Sounds of enrapture uttered from both women, erect cocks, one black and one white, Veronica felt like she was dreaming. Jeff could sense Veronica needed more to be satiated. Leading her out of the jacuzzi, they went to one of the beds. She obligingly opened her legs wide; Jeff got between them and gazed at her smoothly shaved cunt. “What a beautiful pussy you have babe,” he said; his eager tongue moving all along her wet slit.

While Jeff was licking her yielding center of desire, Veronica looked over to see Pete now in the other bed with Kim. Kim was engulfing his 9 inch black cock with her mouth and Pete was moaning in obvious pleasure. Veronica watched as Kim pleased HER man, while Jeff’s licks became quicker and ardent.

Jeff put two fingers into Veronica’s pussy, then 3, then 4. Pete glanced over and his eyes widened as he saw Jeff’s big fist entering the inner walls of Veronica’s now stretched cunt. The resulting juices that were emitted and the loud shrieking elicited, excited Pete. He shot a big load into Kim’s mouth. His cum dripped from Kim’s mouth and the two of them kissed. Kim’s experienced tongue cleansed Pete’s prick thoroughly and after sucking his cock, it stood at attention once again.

Seeing Pete stick his prolonged and thick black instrument into Kim’s accommodating pussy, enticed Veronica. Veronica sat up and told Jeff to lie down. She began her journey of Jeff’s erect manhood, thirstily licking from the bottom of his shaft to the top of his throbbing dick, spitting on it and then sucking it. The resultant stream of wetness ran down his firm cock. Mounting him, she slid onto his hot rod. Pete thrust repeatedly inside Kim as Veronica fervently rode Jeff. Panting, moaning and cumming, filled the air.

Afterwards, Jeff started to drift off to sleep; Veronica lay down beside him. Watching Pete lap up Kim’s pussy juices as his cum oozed out of her and ran down her legs, evoked feelings in Veronica that she was never aware she had. She got off the bed and went to Kim and Pete’s. “Can I join you?” she asked Pete. He smiled as she darted to Kim’s pussy.

Pete gazed as Veronica’s wet tongue slowly began brushing up against Kim’s inner inviting lips. Knowing this was her first time tasting another woman’s cunt escalated his excitement. Veronica’s tempo increased as she was sensing the arousal Kim felt by her tongue-lashing.

When Kim’s effusive flow went into Veronica’s mouth and then Pete’s, Pete’s cock dripped with pre-cum. Veronica swallowed her initial taste of a woman, contently licked her lips and then after lavishing Pete’s balls with her moist tongue, took them deep in her mouth and sucked them. Subsequently, she focused on his prick, until his hearty eruption into her welcoming mouth. After enjoying the fruits of her endeavors sliding down her throat, Pete and Veronica got comfortable on the bed; Kim joined Jeff on the other one.

Veronica and Pete kissed passionately, with their arms wrapped around each other. Their tongues danced together as Kim’s cum mixed with Pete’s whirled in their mouths. It was clear they both enjoyed the swinging experience and would be doing it again soon.

Pete called Veronica 8am early one Saturday morning a few weeks later and told her to get ready for 10am. Veronica could hear something in his tone suggesting some urgency. She questioned what it was about but he was shrouded in secrecy. The doorbell rang at precisely 10am.

A limousine driver stood at the door and handed her a note from Pete. After reading that Pete wanted her to go with him, she left with the driver. She could see her pesky neighbors looking out their windows at the stretch limo, wondering what was going on. She wondered the same.

Arriving at The California Spa, one known for catering to the rich, Veronica was greeted at the door by a sleek blond woman who introduced herself as Suzanne. Suzanne gave her the grand tour. Today she would get the full beauty treatment she was informed, including a soothing mud bath, massage, facial, French manicure and pedicure, culminating with a makeup application and hair styling. A spa lunch of a chicken salad was included.

Veronica wasn’t used to being pampered but it was pleasurable and relaxing. I could get used to this, she laughed to herself. When she finished, Suzanne gave her a gift basket containing various oils and lotions and perfume. Veronica stepped into the limo that the driver held open for her, and after sitting down she spotted a package on the adjacent seat. The driver told her to wait until she was back at her house to see what was inside. Her curiosity was killing her but she respected Pete’s wishes.

As soon as she arrived at her house, she tore the wrapping and looked inside the box. The most exquisite dress she ever saw lay there. Pete’s enclosed note told her to put it on. She did. The silky red dress, her revitalized body and coiffed hair, Veronica was a vision of beauty. She had never looked more radiant.

The doorbell rang, she opened the door and there stood Pete. “You look lovely sweetheart,” he said to her after momentarily being spellbound by the sight of her. “Your chariot awaits.” When they left her house she was shocked to see a horse drawn carriage right in front, awaiting their arrival. Holding her hand, he led her to her seat and sat down beside her. Then they were on their way.

They reached their destination and Pete helped Veronica out of the carriage. Chivalry was far from dead. At the elegant restaurant, The Supper Club, Veronica began eating her full-course meal with butterflies in her stomach. They made small talk but it was obvious something significant was on Pete’s mind. When dessert was about to be served, Pete oblivious to the stares of the other customers, got on one knee. He took Veronica’s hand and looked deep into her dazzling eyes.

“Ever since the day we met, you have been the only woman I want. You are everything to me. You are my love, my world, and hopefully you will agree to be my wife. Veronica will you marry me?” With that, he took out a little box from his pocket and opened it.

Veronica looked at the most beautiful ring she had ever seen and at Pete’s handsome face. “Yes my love, I would be honored to be your wife,” she replied, as some tears streamed down. Pete’s fingers wiped them away. He placed the ring on the 3
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finger of her left hand and it fit perfectly, as did Veronica and Pete. They danced the night away.

The following days, they made their rounds to tell those important to them about their engagement. When Veronica told her the wonderful news, Maeve insisted on throwing them an engagement party and said she would have it arranged for the following Saturday.

Pete told his co-workers about the engagement and the upcoming party; that was the easy part. Telling his parents wasn’t quite as simple; Pete was apprehensive. Expecting a scene, he was relieved to get a calm reaction when he told his parents. They even agreed to show up at the engagement party. Their explanation was that they previously tried to discourage him from an interracial marriage for his sake but that his happiness came first. He was slightly suspicious by what they said but hoped it was sincere.

His next visit, to his ex, would be more difficult. Pete was nervous about telling Lauren, but he felt as the mother of his daughters, he should tell her personally. He geared himself up for her response. She answered the door and seeing him standing there to see her, not their daughters, caught her off guard. He sensed some hope in her eyes.

Lauren was a beautiful redhead. The combination of her long straight hair and striking green eyes was a weakness it took him long to get over. He thought he could resist her now. She led him to the kitchen, and sitting with her in the same kitchen where they numerous times had sex on the counter, floor and every other place imaginable, made them both nostalgic.

Lauren poured him a drink thinking that he had come to tell her that he was through with Veronica and that he wanted her back. Pete knew he had to muster the courage to tell her that he was instead engaged. He let her pour him a second drink after downing the first one hurriedly. They started to reminisce and laughed together for an hour at least, oblivious to the fact they were EX lovers and on unfriendly terms.

Lauren suddenly got up from her chair and asked Pete to join her. He thought she wanted him to reach for something. He was right but he wasn’t expecting what she wanted him to reach for. She lifted herself onto the counter and opened her legs wide. He stared at the pussy he loved to eat during their relationship and dreamed of for years after they split. “Eat my cunt, baby,” Lauren said.

He refused at first but Lauren began rubbing her clit and moaning. Sticking in 3 fingers in her hole of pleasure then out, she fed them to Pete to sample what she had to offer. He could smell her aroma on her fingers and as he sucked them clean he tasted her once again, much like he envisioned in his fantasies after they had just broken up. He could no longer resist. He moved his face to her dripping pussy and his tongue began painting this canvass of lust.