But this time, I felt something in return. I felt the familiar sensations of being filled up by something, but I got something back as well this time-...an almost indescribable wave of pleasure. I couldn't help but speed up, and the faster I got, the more of those shock waves I got. Two minutes in I'm panting wildly, struggling to keep my increasingly louder moans down as I eventually have to slow down to catch my breath. I reach down to stroke my cock--one simple brush of the head is light. We went to their place and made my friend sleep in his room. Then I and his sister came out in the hall and sat rthere and started talking a few general things. We were quite tipsy.We were quite friendly as I had mentioned before. She knew about my past girlfriends, hookups, and casual sex encounters. She also was aware that I had a bunch of friends with benefits. Well, she also got to know that I had brought some girls to their place to have sex. However, she didn’t seem to be offended by that. He truly believes in the saying “If it turns you on, just do it!” as long as its consensual. He just asked me how a woman could have consensual sex with animals….smile. I told him if their cocks got hard it was consensual….lol. I am writing the rest of this myself as it embarrasses me to say these things to him. Jack understands and even wants me to experience anything I need or want to. He’s such a great person that way. The night he brought our meeting with Darnell, another black man, to. Horny from the hot shower and full body shave, I grab my cock . Playing with it but just not to cum, in the end we have the night off....I walk into the bedroom to get some clothes from the closet. To my surprise I find my wife sitting on the bed. "So, are you finally ready?" "Uh, yes, I was not aware you were in a hurry?" "Am not in a hurry, we have got all night." What is she talking about I think. "Nice shave job, it turned you on a bit, I see." It's more a statement than a question. Because.