From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Housewife Takes On The Painters
Date: 12 Jan 1996 23:37:36 GMT

	    A very well endowed woman, takes on the house
	      painter and his hung, black assistant. The
		  husband gets to watch the action.

			     The Painter

	I am a twenty-eight year old accountant and am happily married
to the most beautiful twenty-two year old Goddess alive. We recently
moved from our one bedroom apartment to a spacious four bedroom house
in the suburbs. I do quite a lot of traveling for business purposes
and often must leave my wife at home alone for several days at a time.

	Let me tell you a little more about my lovely wife. She has
honey blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. She is 5' 7" inches tall and
weighs 118 lb. naked. Speaking of being naked, her body could only be
considered perfect for I have never seen a more shapely woman in my
life. She has a 24" waist, 37" hips, and the most beautiful pair of 42
DD tits you have ever tasted. The nipples that cap her magnificent
breasts are a coral pink and have areoles the size of silver dollars.
Her pussy is large and is very prominent form the rear when she bends
over. I love to reach up and hold her silky twat when she is bent over
combing her hair after she baths.

	Now, back to my story... Shortly after we had moved to our new
home, we decided to have the interior painted. I called a local
painting firm and requested that they send someone out to give us an
estimate. The following Saturday, the firm sent out one of their
experienced painters with a black assistant accompanying him. My wife
was in the middle of unpacking some boxes left over from the move and
I was busy with our new lawn. I told the painter and his assistant to
go inside and talk with my wife about the specifics. My wife showed
the two the house and told them want colors and paint types she
wanted. The painter said they would have to make some measurements for
the estimate and my wife told them to go right ahead that she had to
finish unpacking.

	I continued my work outside and after a few minutes looked
through one of the bedroom windows to see how things were going. My
wife was dressed in a pair of jogging shorts and a loose fitting T
shirt. She never wears a bra or panties when she is working around the
house - she says that they are too confining.

	As I looked through the window I saw my wife bending over a
large packing box with her legs spread apart as she was trying to
remove something. The painter and his assistant were making
measurements on a wall behind my wife and I could tell that they were
getting an eye full. Her large pussy was easily visible from the loose
fitting legs of her shorts and her firm tits were resting on the edge
of the packing box.

	I saw the black assistant rubbing the bulge in his jeans and
the painter had a smile on his face as he stared.

	When the estimate was complete, we agreed on a price and the
painter said he and his assistant would be back on Monday to begin the
work.

	After both men had gone, I told my wife that her outfit was a
bit revealing and that the painter and his assistant had done some
"eye-ball" measurements of her ass and tits while she was working. She
smiled and told me that she knew it, but didn't mind others looking as
long as I didn't mind. I ran my hands up under her loose shirt,
fondled her generous tits, and told her it would be a shame to hide
such beauty from the world. She just giggled.

	The following Monday I was called out of town to take care of
a client's tax problem. I told my wife that I wouldn't be away for
more than two days and that I would call to see how the painting was
going. I was four hours into the commuter train trip to my
destination when I realized that I had forgotten all of the client's
records and that the trip would be useless without them. So, I got off
the train at the next stop and boarded another to make the trip back
home.

	When I arrived home, it was about 5:00 p.m. and I noticed that
The painter's truck was parked in front of the house. I unlocked the
front door and thought it might be fun to surprise my wife.

	As I walked toward the rear of the house I could hear some
faint noises coming from our bedroom.

	When I approached the bedroom the noises became more
distinguishable and soon I recognized them to be moans of passion and
heavy breathing. The bedroom door was slightly ajar so I approached
the room so as not to be seen.

	As I peered through the half-open door to our bedroom, I
couldn't believe my eyes. There on the carpet, next to our bed, was my
beautiful wife. She was on her hands and knees, completely naked,
except for a pair of her bikini panties. The white painter who was
estimating our house just two days before had his ridged cock in my
wife's mouth. His black assistant was stroking the largest cock I've
ever seen with his right hand and was squeezing one of my wife's
hanging tits with his left. I over- heard him saying,"OH GOD DAMN!
bitch, yo big white titties feels so nice. I jus' got to stick my
dick up yo pussy."

	I was so shocked that I couldn't speak. I could only watch as
I felt my own cock begin to push at the fabric of my trousers. I heard
the painter tell the assistant,"All right, Leon, quit talking about it
and start puttin' that black rod of yours in this nice lady's cunt."

	The black man released his hold on my wife's tit at maneuvered
himself around behind her. The painter was holding my wife's head on
either side and slowly fucking her luscious mouth. The assistant,
still stroking his long black cock, said, "Now let's jus' see what's
hidin' under yo pretty drawers," and then he began to pull the bikini
panties off my wife's firm white ass. He pulled them half way down her
shapely legs until they would stretch no more.

	My lovely wife's pussy was in plain view and I could see it
glistening with the hot cum the two men were causing her to produce.
The assistant told my wife,"OH LORDY! Dis pussy is just a drippin' wit
juice. Yo gonna love it when my big ole black dick gets in and starts
ta fuckin'." He began running his fingers through the long, bushy hair
on the twat hanging before him. He inserted a finger into the hot,
dripping hole and remarked, "DAMN! Yo pussy is hot!" He grabbed a
handful of cunt hair and said, "And dis pussy hair is sooooooo sof'."

	I couldn't stand the sight of it anymore and the muffled moans
coming from my wife's mouth, as she sucked the painter's cock, were
driving me crazy. I unzipped my fly and forced my throbbing cock out
of my pants.

	As I watched and stroked my own cock, I saw the black man
spread the lips of my wife's hot cunt and place the head of his huge
cock at the opening. The white man was moving her head up and down on
his shaft with more rapid motions and as he did my wife's tits would
swing back and forth. The black man started easing his massive cock
into my wife and I could hear her trying to scream around the cock in
her mouth.

	Those large beautiful tits were swinging wildly and the black
reached around and held one with his left hand as he continued to
shove more and more of his tremendous dick into my wife's steaming
pussy. He was groaning and saying,"UNH! I jus' can't believe how tight
dis bitch's hole is. Hold on now lady, cause I'se `bout to run da last
half o' my dick up dis red hot pussy o' yo's." I suppressed a yell of
my own and shot what seemed like a quart of cum onto the floor.

	Just as the assistant plunged the rest of his cock into my
wife, the white man pulled her mouth off of his spurting cock and
covered her in hot streams of thick cum. He was saying, "OH! FUCK!
lady, I ain't never been sucked off like that before."

	My wife was screaming with deep moans mixed in as the huge
black cock began to slide in and out of her dripping cunt. The man
fucking her asked, "Well, white lady, how do it feel to have a foot of
black meat up yo juicy cunt? Now gets ready fo' some good fuckin'."

	She tossed her head back and turned it to look at the face of
the man who was driving her to ecstasy and as she did I could see the
rivers of fresh cum dripping off of her chin and on to her heaving
tits. The black man placed his hands on each of my wife's thighs and
started pumping in and out of her faster and faster while the painter
was rubbing his still hard cock across her lovely face. Both men were
milking her tits and trying to hold them as she shook with each
powerful lunge of the black cock in her pussy. I could hear the
slapping noise made by the black man's balls as they swung against my
wife's cunt each time the massive cock was driven home.

	I heard the painter comment, "God damn, Leon, you're fuckin'
her brains out, boy." The assistant replied with, "Man, boss, dis is
da bess job we been on yet. OH SHIT! I's goin' ta dump my load in dis
bitch's hot cunt!"

	Suddenly the black man pulled completely out of the dripping,
hot pussy he was fucking and spurted gobs of his cum all over my
wife's back, ass, and cunt. My wife was screaming with pleasure as he
shoved his black dick into her again and began pumping very slowly.

	The painter told his assistant that he wanted some of that hot
pussy around his cock so the assistant pulled out and moved around to
my wife's head. The white man wiped some of black man's cum off of the
swollen cunt he was now facing and slid the entire length of his dick
into my wife with one stroke. My wife's moans abruptly stopped as she
collapsed on to the cum stained carpet.

	The painter withdrew his shining cock and both men gently
rolled my wife over. The white man pulled the panties from around my
wife's thighs and slid them off of her legs. The black man was rubbing
his cock over the cum drenched tits and commented to his boss that
these were the nicest pair of tits he had ever fucked. He then took
one slippery tit in each hand and began gliding his large black shaft
between them. Each time he buried his dick in the crease of my wife's
tits I could see his balls drag across her silent, parted lips. The
painter said he wished she hadn't fainted but he had to fuck that
beautiful hot cunt and couldn't wait any longer. So he eased his dick
up my wife's pussy and began pumping into her with long, deep thrusts.

	Suddenly, my wife's hips began to lift off the floor and meet
each new plunge of the painter's dick. Her tongue came out of her
mouth to lick the balls of the black man as he fucked her tits. Both
men were panting and fucking and my wife began to scream again.

	As she did the assistant shot another load of hot sperm over
her tits and stomach. My wife immediately took the massive head of
his twitching cock in her mouth causing him to eject even more of his
milky cum over her lips. The painter yelled out and buried his dick in
her pussy and remained rigid for what must have been thirty seconds.
He was making long groans and said,"UNNNNHHH! I'm shootin' one hell of
a load up your twat lady and I ain't done yet - UNNNHHHH!"

	Then he pulled out of the lovely twat and rolled over.

	My knees buckled and I collapsed to the floor. The painter,
his assistant and my wife were all on their backs, exhausted. My
lovely wife had cum leaking out of her pussy onto the floor. Her face,
tits, and hair were covered with a mixture of the cum from both men.
She had the black man's sperm running out of the corners of her mouth
and was trying to catch some of it with her tongue before it ran down
her cheek. I managed to compose myself and silently left the house.

	I returned home several hours later, after spending some time
in the local pub. The painter's truck was gone and I entered the house
to find my wife in the shower.

	When she had finished showering, I told her that I had
witnessed everything and that I wasn't angry at all. I told her that
the sight of those two men fondling her, fucking her, and coming all
over her, made me so excited that I wanted to see it again. I opened
her bath robe, lifted her heavy tits and told her to tell me all of
the details of what occurred before I arrived home.

	My wife told me that about an hour after I had left, the
painter and his assistant arrived and said that they were ready to
start. She invited them in and told them they could start where they
wanted but she needed to remove some things from the master bedroom
before they painted there. She told me that she went to our bedroom
while the men carried their equipment in from the truck. She thought
that she should dress a little more discretely while the painters were
working so she changed from her usual dress of jogging shorts and T
shirt. She put on a pair of tight, nylon panties, one of her bras
that hook in the front, a pair of tennis shorts and a tank top pull-
over.

	As my wife began to move some of the decorative items out of
our bedroom the painters were starting on the adjacent room. She told
me that when she was walking down the hall she could hear the men
talking quietly to each other. She overheard the white man comment to
his assistant on how her ass cheeks moved like precision machinery
when she walked. The black man replied with a comment on her tits and
how they shook with each step she took.

	She returned to the bedroom, and by that time the men had
finished the room they were working in and had moved into the hall.

	As my wife continued her work she said she could sense the men
in the hall watching her movements as she moved around the room. My
wife confessed to me that she was becoming turned on by the men's
comments and by their stares.

	She told me that her bra was becoming uncomfortable so she
waited until the painter and his assistant went to the truck for
something and she removed her halter top and unhooked her bra to
remove it. She was about to put her top back on when she turned and
saw the two men standing in the hall, staring at her with their mouths
wide open. My wife quickly pulled her top on and explained that her
bra straps were really starting to bother her so she decided to remove
it. The black man finally spoke up and said that he didn't doubt it at
all with the size of her tits being what they were. She said his exact
words were: "I can show understand dat, lady, `cause I ain't never
seen titties like dem before."

	The painter told his assistant to go back to work and
apologized for his helpers boldness. My wife said that she didn't mind
and that she was flattered by his assistant's remark. She told me that
she looked down at the painter's bulge in his pants and said to him
that it looked like he had something to be proud of also.

	She said the painter just stood there staring at the way her
tits were straining at the tight fabric of her top. The bulge in his
pants was getting larger, my wife said, and his breathing was getting
heavier. She told the painter that it was time to stop fooling each
other and that she wanted to be fucked by him. The painter immediately
removed his work clothes and approached my wife. She said she pulled
her top off and let her huge tits swing free. The white man was so
excited, she said, that his cock was pointing straight out and
throbbing with each beat of his heart. She told me that she reached
down with her right hand started to lightly stroke his pulsing hard
on. She lifted her left tit up to his mouth and he began fondling and
sucking both of her tits.

	My wife said that she was becoming so hot that she released
the man's cock and stepped back from him to remove her shorts and
panties. She said that she managed to get her shorts off but the
painter approached her again and started squeezing her hot tits before
she could get her bikini panties off.

	She said just at that moment the black man appeared and
started removing his clothes. My wife said she told them that she
really needed to be fucked and couldn't wait any longer. She got down
on her hands and knees and looked up at both men and told them to get
to work. She said the black man was stroking his huge cock and he
remarked to her how lovely he thought her tits were as they swayed
beneath her. The white man kneeled down at my wife's head while the
assistant kneeled at her side.

	I told my wife that she could stop because that was when I had
first seen them. I told her that her story had turned me on so much
that I had to fuck her right then. She dropped her bath robe and got
down on the floor on her hands and knees. She shook her hanging tits
and told me to do to her what the painter and his assistant had just
finished. I knelt down beside her and told her that we should call the
wall paper firm for an estimate. She laughed and said she would call
tomorrow.

			       The End