4 MILFs share a hung black boy.

Joyce and her three best girlfriends sat around the large wrought iron table on the back patio of her six bedroom, 4500 square foot custom home that sat on an acre lot with a view over the infinity edge swimming pool to the Pacific Ocean. Her home was one of about twenty similar custom homes in this hilly subdivision north of San Francisco. She and her friends Donna, Sue and Paula sipped their Manhattans and talked about the monthly get together that would happen that night.

The four women and their well off husbands were all in their forties and all in pretty good shape. Joyce had one daughter, Debbie. Sue had no children. Donna had three kids and Paula one daughter. There was one thing that bound the little group together. It was their love for sex with men other than their husbands. This had led to the forming of the One For All Club because the husbands were as much up for it as the wives. The All For One Club was a wife swapping club that formed a little over a year before when a cocktail party with the four couples at Sue’s home turned into an orgy. The guys did not know that it was planned by the wives in advance. Now they got together once a month for wife swapping, gangbangs and orgies. They all looked forward to the second Friday night of each month.

Somehow that afternoon’s conversation came around to big black cocks. None of the women had ever been with a black man or a guy with a really big cock but they talked about ones they had seen in porn videos and the ones that danced at the male strip club that they sometimes visited. Eventually they came to an agreement that if it could be arranged, someday they would invite a big cocked black guy to one of their homes for an afternoon of mutual enjoyment but no-one was to tell her husband.

Joyce said that for a while Debbie had dated a black guy and she could tell from the bulge in his pants that he was very well equipped. He and Debbie had split up but she knew how to get in touch with him. She said that she would drop a hint and see if he might enjoy a little mature female company. That evening’s get-together went well but all the women were thinking about that afternoon’s conversation.

A couple days later, Joyce downed a couple of drinks and picked up the phone. “Hi Derrick, this is Debbie’s mother Joyce. I had been thinking that we had not seen you for a while. I thought you might like to stop by the house for a visit.” “Well Mrs. Franklin, when Debbie and I broke up it didn’t go very well and we haven’t seen each other after that.” “Actually, Debbie won’t even be home. You and I had some good talks and I kind of miss them. I have an idea. You always liked my Mercedes convertible. How about I pick you up and we could take a little drive along the coast. You can drive.” That was all it took. “That sounds like fun. Sure, let’s do it.”

It was a sunny afternoon with a temperature in the low 70’s as the bright red Mercedes 450sl drove across the Golden Gate Bridge with its top down. Joyce was wearing a short red skirt and a white blouse that showed a lot of cleavage between her 34-C breasts that were pushed together by the bra that she had chosen. She could feel that her pussy was soaking wet from thinking about what she was about to attempt to do.

She drove into a lower middle class neighborhood just on the south side of the bridge and pulled up in front of the address she had been given. Derrick was on the porch. He was wearing cut off shorts and a tee shirt. He stood up when he saw her pull up. Derrick was nineteen, six foot two inches tall and very well built. He had short curly black hair and skin that could not have been much darker. He walked down to the car, smiled and said Hi. He reached for the handle on the passenger’s side door. “No Derrick, I told you that you could drive.” Joyce got out and Derrick got behind the wheel. “Drive North along US-1. That’s a pretty drive.”

As they drove, they made small talk. After about fifty minutes, Joyce told Derrick to turn down a side road that they had come to. “I have a friend that owns an ocean front lot here. He hasn’t gotten around to building yet but it has a great view off the bluff.” They pulled up to the bluff and parked. “This is nice. I miss coming to your house and spending time with Debbie. Would she like to see me again? Is that what this is about?” “Debbie actually has a new boyfriend. It is me that misses seeing you. I enjoyed having you visit. Actually I was hoping that you missed seeing me.” Then Joyce reached over and rested her hand on Derrick’s crotch.

At first, Derrick flinched and pulled back a little. “Mrs. Franklin?” “I know that you and Debbie broke up because she didn’t want to have sex with anybody yet. She wanted to wait till she found her forever guy and she was not yet sure that it was you. On the other hand I always enjoyed looking at the big package that was between your legs and wondering what it would be like to have it to pleasure and be pleasured by.” As she said that, Joyce gave his hardening prick a squeeze and started unzipping his shorts.

Derrick reached down and slid the seat all the way back and leaned back.