Bull Jones

“Bill,” Abby said. She was still in the bathroom, and I was trying to get my pants off without falling on my ass. We had drunk a lot of beer. “Why were you discussing Ted Billings?” I wanted to choose my words carefully, which is hard to do when you are two-thirds drunk

“I don’t know,” I managed to say. “His name just popped into my head. Do you still see him?” Damn! I hadn’t meant to say that.

Abby came out of the bathroom and stood staring at me for a long while. She was as white as the teddy she was wearing. “What do you mean?” she asked softly, a quiver in her voice.

“Just what I asked,” I said plunging on. “What about David Hawkins?” Abby didn’t answer me. She went over and took the throw pillows off the bed and pulled the cover back. “You didn’t answer me, Abby. Still see them?”

“No, I haven’t seen either of them since you came home from the service. How did you find about them?”

“Hawkins made a point of telling me about it,” I answered. I got in bed beside her. “I socked him in the nose, and ran him off, but I’ve wondered how much of what he told was the truth.”

“I don’t know,” Abby said. “I don’t know what he told you.” She rose up and looked over at me. “Bill you have to realize that I was just a nineteen year old girl who was lonely. You were off to God knows where, and I was all alone. All my girlfriends were dating, going out, and having fun. I got tired of staying home.”

“I can understand that, Sweetheart,” I said. “I’m not going to raise hell with you for dating other guys while I was gone. I’m sure you didn’t really believe that I just watched Bull’s back in those whorehouses. I do think we need to clear the air. Tell me about it.” She didn’t answer for a moment.

“Not much to tell,” she finally said. “David asked me out for the hundredth time and I finally said yes. We dated on and off for over a year. David was a fun guy to be with. At least at first. There wasn’t any sex for a while, but I eventually gave in. By that time David had his own place in a garage apartment. That’s where we first did it.”

“I wasn’t a virgin,” she continued. “You took that before we graduated from school. You and I screwed every chance we got. I was used to having regular sex, and suddenly you were gone, and no more sex. David provided the sex for me.”

“How about Ted Billings?” I prompted. “We’re cleaning the air, aren’t we?”

“I guess,” she answered quietly. “But are you sure you want to hear all this?” I assured her that I did want to hear, even though I wasn’t all that sure myself.

“Going to David’s apartment became an everyday thing for me. I’m ashamed to admit it, but I had to have sex. My libido was running amuck. David and I had been dating for a month or so when Ted entered the picture. I went over to David’s place one night and Ted was there. I remember being disappointed, but thinking that Ted would leave in a while. He didn’t, and the three of us sat around drinking beer, and smoking some dope. After a while David started feeling me up, and I got all hot and bothered. I suggested in a nice way that things could get hotter if Ted left.”

“David just laughed and said not to worry about Ted. The beer, the dope, and the heat of the moment caused me to forget about Ted being there for the moment. David managed to get my top off, and was playing with my tits. I remember seeing Ted sitting across from us grinning to beat the band. I just put Ted out of my mind, and continued making out with David. In a little while David had me naked on the floor, and was mounting me. Right at that moment I didn’t care if we were making out in front of the whole damn town. David started screwing me, and I guess it was because of the excitement of doing it with an audience, he came real fast. The next thing I know, David is holding my legs apart for Ted to screw me. I think I objected, but frankly I’m not sure if I did or not.”

Abby paused a moment, and then continued. “I guess maybe I didn’t. Ted was bigger than David, and he took me with a force of passion I never knew existed. He was like an animal. He caused me to have a bunch of orgasms. I don’t know how long he did me. It seemed like hours, but I know it wasn’t that long. After a long time, David made Ted get off me so he could do me again. I gave Ted a blowjob while David screwed me. When Davis got off, Ted jumped back on me. David and Ted took turns with me most of the night and when I finally left there I couldn’t hardly walk. That was the first time we engaged in group sex.”

“But wasn’t the last?” I said.

“No, it wasn’t the last,” Abby answered in a small voice. “Bill are you sure you want to hear this?”

“Clearing the air, Abby,” I said. I put her hand on my hard dick. “What do you think?”

“I think…wow, you seem to be enjoying it.” She gave my cock a light squeeze.

“Go on tell me all of it,” I said.

“It got so that I was with Ted or David almost every night. They didn’t care if I was having my period or not. Sometimes it was one or the other, but most often it was with both of them. After a while, David got me into anal sex. Honestly, I wasn’t wild about it, but I got so I really enjoyed it when they were doubling up on me. That happened the first time a couple of months into the…relationship, for want of a better word. We were in David’s bed and I was on top of Ted. I felt something cold on my butt, and soon felt David’s finger in my butt. It felt good so I let him keep doing it. In a little while he stuck his dick in my butt. I tried to stop it, but Ted was holding me down. Pretty soon David got his entire dick in me, and there I was skewered between them. It didn’t take long until I was coming, and they were riding me hard. The harder they rode me the more I came. After that night we did it a lot.” Abby was still holding my throbbing cock. “I think we should do something with this, don’t you?”

I agreed that something had to be done with it, or it was going to explode. Abby got on top of me, and we fucked for a long time. It was the absolutely the best totally uninhibited sex we had ever had. Abby screamed, and came several times. Later we both just lay there, and tried to resume normal breathing and heartbeat. It was our wildest sex ever.

“So, sweetie go on with the story,” I said.

“God, you want more?” Abby said with a soft chuckle. “You are a glutton for punishment.” She paused long enough to get her water bottle from the bathroom. “Between the two of them we did it about everyway three people can possibly do it. It was crazy in a way. The more sex I got, the more I wanted. I didn’t object much, if at all when Ted brought a friend of his to the party One night, David was working, so it was just Ted and I until Tony showed up.”

“Tony Marks?” I said, interrupting her.

“Uh huh,” Abby said. “Ted and I were fooling around on the sofa when Tony knocked on the door. Ted let him in, and when I started to button my blouse, Ted stopped me. ‘You got great knockers, Abby,’ Ted told me. ‘Let Tony get a good look at them.’ He took my blouse completely off. It felt strange being there with two black guys. Ted pulled me to my feet and stood behind me holding my breast out like some kind of offering for Tony. Tony Marks was maybe ten years older or more than either Ted or I. We were just kids, but Tony was a grown man.”

“Tony came over to us, and took one of my breasts in his big hand and squeezed it hard. He did the same with my other breast, and then both of them together. He squeezed them so hard I was standing on my tiptoes. It hurt like hell, but I didn’t say a word. To tell the truth, Tony scared me. Ted pulled my shorts and panties down and played with my pussy while Tony kissed me and teased my titties. I was used to being naked in front of Ted and David, so I didn’t get bent out of shape when Ted stripped me in front of his friend. ‘Are you ready for some fuckin’, bitch?’ Tony asked me. I don’t remember what I said, if I said anything at all. ‘Get down on your fuckin’ knees, and take out a real man’s cock.’ I did what he demanded, and when I saw it I nearly fainted. It was bigger than David’s and Ted’s peters combined. Well, it wasn’t that big, but it was a monster. I measured it once, and Tony’s peter is nine and a half inches long, and as big around as a beer can. I couldn’t get but a little bit of it in my mouth. It was strange, but I both wanted it and feared it.”

Abby took a sip from her water bottle. “It didn’t dawn on me to object at any of that. Not that it would have mattered much. Tony took me to the bedroom and screwed me. Fortunately I was wet enough that it didn’t hurt when he slammed it into me. Tony screwed me for nearly thirty minutes without stopping. I know I had at least a dozen orgasms while he did me. All the while, he called me names and cursed at me. He called me whore, cunt, bitch, and every foul name he could think of. He came in me with such force that I felt it and I came again. While Tony rested, Ted took me, and when Ted was finished, Tony was ready again. I must have had a hundred orgasms while they took turns with me.” She looked over at me to see how I was taking it. She looked down at my swelling cock and smiled. “You are really getting aroused at me telling you this, aren’t you?”

“Yes I am.” I admitted. “But I’m having a bit of trouble visualizing my pretty little prudish wife doing all that. Go on with your raunchy story.”

“Tony and Ted had been at me for a couple of hours,” Abby said. “God, I remember it like it was yesterday. When David came home, he got all bent out of shape. He was really pissed off at Ted for bringing someone else in to share me. I got the impression that David didn’t like Tony, who just laughed at him. That didn’t help the situation. David demanded that Ted and Tony get out of his apartment. Ted got dressed in a hurry, but Tony took his time. Every once in a while, Tony would look at David and sneer. I’m sure Tony wasn’t worried about David doing something, mainly because he was twice as big as David. When Tony was dressed he said to me, ‘get your shit, cunt. Let’s go.’ To this day, I don’t know why I did it. I can’t remember what my thought processes were, if I even had any thought. I just got dressed, and went with Tony, leaving a pissed-off David standing there. I guess I became Tony’s bitch, as he referred to me. I never saw David again except for a glimpse now and then at the store or mall.”

“How did you like being Tony’s bitch?” I asked. Abby didn’t answer for a moment she was busy sucking my cock. I pulled her off, because I didn’t want to come right then.

“It’s like I was some other person,” she said when she came up for air. “It wasn’t me that was screwing black men. It was some poor demented girl who had lost her freaking mind. None of my family had a clue as to what I was doing. Tony would fuck me when it suited him, or one of the other girls. If he or Ted weren’t fucking me, I’d get loaned out to his friends to fuck. There was one period that I didn’t even get to put any clothing on for five or six days. It didn’t much matter right then because I had already lost my job and flunked out of school. Night and day at least one of them was fucking me. Most of the time it was more than one.”

“How long did that last?” I asked her. My cock was throbbing again. I should have been appalled, but I wasn’t disgusted at all. I still had trouble actually getting a good mental image of what she was telling me.

“Almost two years,” Abby said. “When you wrote that you would be coming home in a few months, and that we would get married, I guess I woke up to the reality of what I was doing. To the person I’d become. I got enrolled back in business school, got a job and moved back home.”

“I didn’t know you moved out of your parents house. How did Tony take your leaving?” I asked.

“He was pissed off, but it didn’t matter all that much. I wasn’t Tony’s only bitch. He had three others that I knew about. Two white girls and one black girl. It wasn’t like he was going to go without pussy. He hassled me for a few days, and then gave up, and left me alone.” I realized that she was crying softly. “You’ll never know how hard it’s been, living in fear that you would find out about me, and the things I did while your were gone. Just how long have you known?”

“David Hawkins made it a point to inform me,” I said. “I had only been home a few days when he looked me up. A couple months before we got married, I guess.”

“Why didn’t you say something?”

“Wasn’t any reason to. Of course I didn’t know about Tony and his gang, or I probably would have. I thought it was just Hawkins and Billings. You know just casual sex.”

“I have to wonder what triggered the questions after all this time?”

“The way you acted around Bull, for one thing,” I admitted. “You seem to come alive. You were oozing sexuality around him.” Abby didn’t say anything for a few moments.

“I guess being that close to a black man sorta woke something up in me. I’m sorry, Bill. You have to believe that since the day I learned you were really coming home to me, and that we would be a couple, I’ve been faithful to you. Is this going to change anything for us?”

“No…I don’t know…Maybe. Look Abby, I’m not pissed that you slept around while I was gone. What does piss me off is the fact that I never got to see any of it. I never got to participate in any of the games. I’ve tried to picture you with the other men, and I can’t get a good mental image of it.”

“Are you saying you want to see me with other men? Black men?” she asked in an astonished tone.

“Yes,” I didn’t even give my answer a moment’s thought. I didn’t have to. I don’t know how long we talked. Several more hours. Abby and I had one more fuck before sleep over took us. It was a good thing that the next day was Saturday and neither of us had to get up early.
***

It was mid-morning when the phone woke us up. It was Bull Jones.

“You gonna lay in bed all day?” he asked. I told him that there were worse ideas. “If you and Abby ain’t doing anything special this afternoon, do you want to take a ride with me?”

“Where to?” I asked.

“I have to go down to Smithville to see a guy. It’s not but a hundred or so miles, and I thought we could get lunch, or brunch, since you ain’t even out of bed yet. My business won’t take long and we can swing back by Smith Lake for a swim. You in?” I asked Abby and she said that all she had planned was some house cleaning, and putting it off wasn’t a problem. “Great,” Bull said when I told him we would go. “Wear your swim suit, ‘cause there ain’t no place to change at the lake.”

Two and a half hours later, after a nice drive in Bulls fancy Town Car and a nice lunch, Abby and I were sitting in the car waiting on Bull to come out from a seedy looking building.

“Did he tell you what he was doing in there?’ Abby asked.

“No, not a peep.” I told her. “Bull always plays it close to his vest.”

“Is he a crook? I mean…well, I guess that’s what I mean.”

“I suspect that anything Bull was involved in would be shady at least. Here he comes now.” Two black men followed Bull out of the building. One of the men was huge, even compared to Bull. The guy must have weighed three hundred, or maybe three hundred-fifty pounds. They stopped and talked another couple of minutes; shook hands and Bull came to the car.

“Okay, children, let’s go play in the water,” Bull said getting into the car. “I got a case of beer in a cooler in the trunk, so I think we are ready.” He drove out of the parking lot, throwing gravel back toward the building.

“Was your business successful?” Abby asked. She was sitting between us in the front seat.

“I think so,” Bull answered. “Few little problems to work out, but should be no sweat.” He didn’t go into any detail, and frankly I wasn’t sure I wanted to know details of his business.

Less than an hour later we were at the man-made beach at Smith Lake. Bull and I carried the blankets and cooler down to the sandy beach. It was still early in the season, but there were a lot of people there to swim and work on their tans.