Little Miss Pollock

"It's a white trash fish. But if you take the time to dress it up right, and prepare properly, it can be delicious," Perry spoke slowly as if he were speaking to a retarded person. "Carlton had assured us that we were going to...do...just another Little Miss Pollock and then move along. But there were two things wrong with that plan." Then Perry stopped.

"Two things?" Jon asked softly, trying to prompt Perry Cumberland to continue.

"The first had to do with Carlton's hidden agenda, and the second...well, maybe we"ll get to that eventually, but our evening"s social director has arrived." He nodded toward the lounge entrance. A familiar looking blond stood at the entrance to the lounge. Her curves nicely filled out a lovely white summer sheath with an enticing pattern of purple and black irises imprinted upon it. She strolled determinedly over to the lounge table which Jon and Perry shared.

Charging over to their table, Ulyssa excitedly joined the two men. "I think my ears are burning."

"They should be scorched," Perry replied. "I've been trash-talking you in front of your new friend."

Jon stood up and held out his hand. "Jon Palmer."

"Give me a hug, you," Ulyssa threw both of her arms out toward Jon. As they hugged, Jon sensed that she seemed really flushed, hotter even than the stifling air inside the hotel lounge. She must have just come in from outside the hotel. "I'm so glad we finally get the chance to meet." She brought her lips up quickly to plant a tender, if not so subtle hello kiss.

"That"s quite a greeting for two people who"ve never met," Perry pointed out.

"Well, the truth is that Jon and I have had cyber sex a dozen times over the internet," Lyssa replied. Then she looked over and saw that her little remark had a sobering effect on her husband. "Perry? That was supposed to be a joke."

The black man nodded. "Oh."

"Now don't be like that," Lyssa said as she opened her purse. "Tonight's supposed to be fun."

Jon noticed that her large tan colored bag did not match her outfit. That struck him as odd for someone who"d just come from a book signing. Nervously, Ulyssa continued to fumble for something inside her purse for second. Then she pulled out a nearly empty pack of filter cigarettes, and shook a cancer stick free from inside the pack.

As Lyssa got up to grab a pack of matches from the next table over, Perry pointed to the cigarette pack.

"Where did you get those?"

"I borrowed them from your cousin." Lyssa struck flame to one of the matches and quickly lit the cigarette as if she expected it to be grabbed from her lips.

"Alicia" Damn, she knows better," Perry said. "And so do you. You know smoking isn't good for the baby."

"C'mon Perry, the baby's upstairs," she said half heartedly. Jon could tell that Lyss already knew she couldn't win this fight.

"Yeah, but the last time I checked, the baby's milk was down here with you."

"Oh, Perry," she whined. Ulyssa actually sounded like an older version of her eight year old daughter. "Let me finish this one." She fell into her black husband"s arms and perched on his lap. "Please, Perry?" She stroked his face with the hand which didn"t hold the cigarette. "I'm a little anxious that"s all."

"A little anxious about what?" he asked all the while enjoying the little nuzzling and tiny kisses she was planting on his face and neck and ears.

"About tonight." Ulyssa played the buttons on her husband"s shirt as if they were piano keys. "I want the three of us to do something special."

Perry sighed. "What have you got in mind?"

"I want both of us to take Jon upstairs and fuck him."

Unfortunately, since Jon was sipping from his beer at the moment, he choked and almost spat out the entire mouthful.

"Wait a minute, did you just ask this white man to fuck you right in front of me?"

Jon"s eyes went wide. I"m dead. There"s nothing left but to write my obituary.

"No silly, I"m asking both of you." Lyssa smiled, and whispered, "Come with me. I want both of you to make love to me at the same time."

"I...I...don"t know what to say," Jon stuttered.

Again, Perry snarled at the white man. "Yeah, well you're not the only one."

"Now you," Lyssa took her husband in her embrace and pleaded. "You just tell me that you love me,"

"Of course I love you," Perry said, taking his wife into his arms and kissing her tenderly. "Lyssa, I love you more than I ever thought I could love any woman. You are the mother of my children. But you have to check with me first before you try to pull off something so impulsive."

"You know I really should make some phone calls," Jon started to stand up.

"You! Sit!" Lyss commanded.

Subconsciously caught off guard, Jon sat back down.

She leaned into Perry"s face again and murmured. "C'mon." Then she stood up. "It"ll be fun. Just like the old days."

With a huge sigh, Perry allowed his face to calm down. "This is nuts."

"Remember how we first met?"

"Absolutely crazy, Lyss."

"Just for tonight." Amazed by her charisma, Jon thought that somehow she slipped in even closer to her husband"s face and body, and he wasn"t sure that was possible. "Please, Perry?"

After another huge sigh, Perry shrugged. "All right."

Ulyssa jumped up, smiling sexily. "Let"s get out of here, Jon." She took the white man"s hand. "Perry and I have something special planned for you back in room 419."

"Wait a minute," Jon replied. "419? Tha...that"s my room number."

"It"s either there or you can help babysit four children in suite 353""

"Good point," Jon said. Christ what have I gotten myself into"

It turned out that the large tan purse had another surprise hidden away. Ulyssa had purchased a small bottle of brandy to help the three of them relax. Nearly undressed himself, Perry walked across the motel room to shut the curtains. As she turned toward Jon, Ulyssa took the empty glass from his hand, and laid it off to the side. When she turned back, Ulyssa's eyes met his and their lips came together slowly. Both of them moaned as their tongues worked together.

"Undo me," Ulyssa said, turning her back to Jon. She could feel his hands shaking as he clumsily untied the straps which held the silken top of her sheath dress in place. "Go on, Jon, pull it off," she murmured. After Jon peeled her dress down past her breasts torso hips and thighs, he let it fall to the floor close to the bed and nightstand. Then Ulyssa turned around to face Jon, her swollen oversized white breasts thrust proudly toward him. Ulyssa could feel both sets of masculine eyes in the room scrutinizing every inch of her flesh, and it sent a shiver of excitement through her.

When Perry saw his wife's dress fall to the floor, he confirmed what he'd suspected from the first. Ulyssa had been totally naked underneath that dress except for her nylons and heels. She started to peal down her nylons, but her husband stopped her. "You should leave them on," Perry said, his voice rich with excitement. "Don't you think so, Jon?"

"Whew!" Jon said expelling a long breath. His eyes were wide with Lyssa's luscious white flesh and the combination of her mature motherliness coupled with the sexual thrill of her naked accommodating body so close at hand. Her scent was a mixture of perfume and talcum, body oils and brandy, musk and...something else, he thought. What?

Slowly Lyssa lifted up one soft, swollen breast, and then reached her hand up to the back of his neck. She brought his mouth down to her standing nipple. She heard him moan as he sucked on the nipple between his lips. The seasonal heat outside the hotel was nothing compared to what Ulyssa was feeling at the moment. She held Jon"s head like a baby as he nursed on first one offered tit and then the other. He settled on her left tit for a moment.

Mother's milk! That"s the mystery odor, Jon realized. He felt surprised and a touch embarrassed to taste Lyssa's fresh mother's milk as it dripped readily against his tongue. The woman was lost in pleasure when she felt another set of warm hands explore her soft fleshy breast on the right side. Then she smiled when she felt Perry nuzzling into her lactating breast. A gasp came from her lips when she looked down and saw that both since her husband had removed all of his clothing, Jon was in the process of doing the same.

"Lay on the bed and be still," she ordered Jon as she broke free from both men and began to slide her well endowed torso along the surface of his body. Lyssa placed her head on his stomach took his penis slowly into her mouth. Since it was still half-hard and growing, she slipped her lips around it easily. Jon could see Ulyssa"s husband reach around her with his black hands and pull her ass up tight against his own middle. Suddenly, Jon was breathing much harder. The visual intensity of Perry's black body contrasted to Lyssa"s pale skin exhilarated him. Sure, that didn't make a damn bit of sense, but the whole thing was having an incredible effect upon Jon"s psyche--not to mention the soft quick lips and tongue that flicked lightly over the reddening expanse of his erected glans.

"Switch!" Ulyssa commanded both men breathlessly. "Switch now."

"Switch? We didn't even get started," Perry grumbled. Jon suddenly saw how--well!--well endowed Ulyssa"s husband actually was.

"Lay down on this bed and I'll see that we get started," she replied to her husband. Soon Lyssa was all over Perry"s cock like a child on a sweet fudgesicle, and once again, Jon found himself painfully distracted and heavily aware of his own demanding flesh. Curiously, Ulyssa opened her thighs and angled her cunt up so that the white man had ample accomodation when the very same access had been denied to her own husband of over ten years just moments ago. Why was that? Jon wondered.

But as Jon slid his eager penis deep into Ulyssa"s body, the answer to that one particular question became clear. The woman who'd just allowed him to push his cock deep into her pussy had allowed some other man to insemenate her vagina just before she'd arrived to join Perry and Jon at the bar. The answer was very clear to him now as his large shaft slid far too easily into her body, coating his erected penis with a thick cream from both the woman beneath him and yet another man. She came before she arrived!

My God, thought Jon, was somebody from Perry's own family dipping into his wife on the side? Now he understood why Perry referred to his own wife as Little Miss Pollock. Stop it, he told himself. This is your friend, and she's just given you a wonderfully loving gift. Oh, Christ! Good thing his military experience had taught Jon the virtues of waiting in line.

He couldn't help himself. Jon suddenly found himself dripping, leaking pre-cum lubricant furiously, even though he wasn't at all ready to climax by any means. But this wet little trick of hers had caught him totally by surprise.

Ulyssa stopped sucking off Perry and said, "Jon...Jon stop! Wait a minute."

Hesitantly Jon backed away from her, reluctantly letting his erected penis slip away from her very warm, very wet welcome.

"Perry, I want you to fuck me in my ass tonight," Ulyssa said, a strong blush of red crept along her face, neck and chest. "That should make tonight very special for all of us."

Perry quickly complied as he got into the middle of the bed and laid on his back. His penis was pointing toward the ceiling, throbbing, and slowly pulsing a steady stream of translucent juice. He watched his wife take her high heels off and climb onto the bed. Then she straddled him, her back toward his head.

As Ulyssa squatted, she tried to look over her shoulder at her husband. "Go ahead and watch it, sweetheart. Watch that big black cock push straight up into me." Ulyssa reached between her legs and wrapped her hand around Perry"s deep brown-black penis. She placed the swollen head on her little rose. She pressed down against him with her rectal muscles to force the little hole open.

Wow! Jon almost swore that he saw her asshole open by itself. What an illusion! Jon saw Perry shiver with anticipation as they both watched the dark head of Perry"s cock jam ridgedly into his white wife. Perry fought back an incredible urge to cum right then and there.

Lyssa groaned--half pain and half pleasure. Slowly the large black glans disappeared, while her tight anal ring snapped around the crown. She saw her lover looking up at her, smiling, while she tried holding herself motionless, working her muscles over his erected cock. It felt like she had stretched a rubber band around the cockhead. As she began to move her hips, she looked over at Jon standing close, his erected organ standing out like a bloated battering ram. Ulyssa relaxed her tight muscles and slowly let her weight sink down onto Perry"s shaft, taking him into her body. She moaned at the same moment Perry did, as he slowly slid all of the way into her anal canal. Ulyssa stopped when she found herself sitting on her husband"s stomach. Breathing raggedly and uneven by this time, Lyssa"s body nearly betrayed her. She had to make an enormous effort to try to hold off a climax.

"Okay, Jon, your turn," Perry said, feeling his wife tense up, he wrapped his arms around her, pulled her down so that her back was against against him. "Just relax, Lyss." Perry's hands played with her breasts while his penis continued to plough slowly in and out of her ass. "You might as well try to enjoy Jon's cock exploring your pussy while I fuck you in the ass."

As Jon crawled onto the bed between both her and Perry"s legs, he kept his eyes fixed upon Ulyssa who was watching him wide-eyed and excited. She held her breath as Jon brought his large penis to the entrance to her vagina. "Oh my God," Ulyssa squealed, half in excitement, half in a panic as Jon moved over her. Jon brought his lips down to Lyssa"s lips, pressing his mouth against hers one more time. Two at once! she thought.

Perry could hear and feel his wife kissing Jon, while he experienced the white man's weight pressing her soft body down onto him. He locked his arms around her shoulders holding her fast in lace against him. Ulyssa started this, he thought. He'd be damned if she was going to call all the shots from on out.

Jon moaned as the swollen head of his penis pressed into Ulyssa's still seeping hole. He heard her moan and stopped as soon as his glans slipped inside. Just a few short weeks ago Jon would have never believed that he'd be doing something like this. Hell, he didn't even know many people who'd done what he was about to do. A little embarrassed and uncomfortable whenever Jon moved intimately against Perry's hairy black thighs or felt his hands and arms touching him, Jon nearly jumped when his testicles rubbed against the black man's crotch. But this goddamned inviting woman and her open body cushioned Jon from the other man so he continued to push himself forward, forcing his cock inside her wonderfully accommodating vagina.

Jon soon discovered that not only did he enjoy Lyssa's wet heat, but he actually could feel Perry"s penis against his, separated only by that tiny membrane of skin which was the essence of Ulyssa. This was nuts, he thought, but it was terribly exciting as well.

Ulyssa could hardly believe what was happening. Her head was spinning in excitement as she felt her body being filled like never before. Jon"s penis by itself felt terrific, let alone the added pressure of Perry's penis jutting up in her ass. Plus, any residual pain had been overcome by the tremendous thrill of having two men inside her at the same time.

Jon had no idea how thrilling it was to feel the bulge of Perry"s large penis working against his own. Soon the two men had established a rhythm within their mutual lover. When Perry pulled out, Jon pushed in. They'd been concentrating so much on the rhythm that they hadn't realized that Ulyssa was ready to climax until the violated tissues inside her started surging in tiny gestalt waves around each of their pistoning cocks.

"Like I said earlier," Perry began. "Carlton had arranged a shot at Little Miss Pollock here, because he'd made an agreement with that kid, Franklin, to get him laid by a compliant white woman. But Carlton kept referring to her as Miss X!"

"Oh, God, don't tell that story," Ulyssa grunted. Then she thrashed in Perry's grip. But all her struggles didn't matter to Perry, and Jon had come much to far along not to care about the story. The strain and fascination of the situation made Jon feel as if the dick probing Lyssa's loins had swollen up three times beyond its normal size. He'd fallen into a perfect pistoning rhythm, and he wasn't about to give it up.

"So Carlton and Franklin had me come along because I'd just purchased a luxury Buick Riviera and...mmm... the two of them wanted to ride in it. I told them that was okay with me, as long as everybody understood that we...uhh...we wouldn't be doing any fucking on my brand new interior uphostery," Perry said matter-of-factly. "Anyway we got to Miss X's address which was way out in this suburban apartment complex, and Carlton used his cell phone to call Miss X's number and tell her to let the three of us in. He didn't want the three of us to have to wait outside her door where the neighbors might get suspicious or uptight. Anyway, the three of us went quickly to the apartment door, and, as you can surely guess, Jon, this very lady we're fucking right now, let three inner-city African American men waltz right through her...mmm...her...her front door."

Ulyssa made a sound like a mewling wildcat as Perry continued his story. "You saw how her eyes reacted to both of our naked bodies tonight, Jon, but you should have been there to see how Little Miss Pollock's eyes widened when we stripped down and she was confronted with the erected dicks of three naked black men surrounding her on three sides."

Jon moaned softly this time as he continued to piston the woman beneath him.

Ulyssa gasped as she felt the two men trigger a twinge like a spark igniting an electrical shock inside of her. "Oh, we had to promise to be very quiet, because she had just gotten her baby to sleep, but pretty soon that didn't matter too much, because when Miss X moaned, she squealed far louder than any of us did."

"Oooo!" Ulyssa gasped again.

"She rotated the three of us between her hands and her mouth. First she sucked on Carlton"s cock, and then she did that kid, Franklin. She'd grabbed at each of us one or two at a time, pulling and jerking and licking and sucking for what probably seemed like half the night, right, Lyss?"

Perry"s wife moaned with a high voiced little girl's tone which seemed quite curious when Jon looked down at her mature, forty-plus years old womanly body.

"Then Carlton told Franklin to lay Little Miss Pollock back against the carpeted floor and fuck her," Perry went on. "Carlton and I watched the kid settle between her legs and try to squirm his cock up into position against her pussy, but Franklin was still way to green to stay in the saddle for very long. Miss X had to put him into place using her hand, didn't you sweetheart""

"Uhhnngg!" This time when her body reacted to her husband's question, it felt like the two men within her had set off a series of earthquakes in her lower region. Panting uncontrollably, the tremors moving up her writhing body, Lyssa tried to scream, but when she opened her mouth, nothing came out. However, Mrs. Cumberland's face contorted with sheer ecstacy, while every morsel of her energy centered in her lower body.

"Anyway, once Miss X got that boy rammed up deep inside of her, she let him ride her until he snorted like a wild pig. Since nothing on Earth could stop that boy from cumming, and since he was jammed deep into Little Miss Pollock"s pussy, Carlton played his perverted little trump card. "Franklin Dryor, I want you to meet Ulyssa Kincaid. This is Stephen's little brother, Lyssa--and Franklin, this is the white woman who bore your brother's little boy. And we watched as that boy howled and cut loose a torrent of sperm from his balls."