The Garbage Man
Copyright© 2024 by A Bad Attitude
Chapter 5: Matt, Leroy and Zara
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 5: Matt, Leroy and Zara - A young man has an idea about how to handle garbage. It leads him to working for a ranch in South America that owns property used for strip mining. This is another story using characters from my book. It is not a love story or romantic. Check the codes.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/Fa Coercion Drunk/Drugged Rape Lesbian Fiction Cheating Sharing Rough Interracial Black Male Hispanic Female Facial Prostitution Revenge Violence
Matt---Everything is going great! I am in love. Really in love this time. Carmen is more than I could have ever hoped for. She is beautiful and sexy. I love her with all my heart! She has told me about her wild life and she swears she is ready to give that all up. I told her everything, well almost everything about me. I have one more confession to make and I am going to have to do it soon. You see my partner, the chemist, and his wife are on the way down. We are going to pick them up at the airport tomorrow afternoon. I sit Carmen in the living room of my apartment and start.
“Carmen I need to tell you something. Something really important. Please try to understand and don’t be mad.”
She starts to speak and I say, “Please let me finish, this is hard. You know about my former girlfriend, the doctor. There is a little more to the story than I told you.
I was okay with her doing the doctors without borders thing. She was only going to be away three months and I was busy trying to start my company. We skyped almost every night at first. Then she got busy. The calls became two or three times a week. She blamed it on working 16 hours days. I understood. The last month she was there the calls were once a week!
Then I did not hear from her for two weeks! I was worried. But one morning I got a call. She was back! Why had she not called? I had a grand celebration planned. It was Valentine’s Day. I had a box of her favorite dark chocolate covered almonds and a ring. I was going to ask her to marry me! I agreed to meet her at a restaurant for lunch.
But I had a million questions I wanted answers to before I asked her to marry me. I left the chocolates and the ring at home.
When I entered the restaurant, she was sitting at a table. But who was that man sitting with her? As I approached the table he stood and offered his hand. I shook it. She stood and kissed me on the cheek. Three months gone and a kiss on the cheek? I cautiously sat down. I noticed he took her hand!
“Matt, I know this is going to come as shock to you, George and I have fallen in love.”
This ‘George’ spoke up, “This happened while we were in Africa. Until then we were just friends. Nothing happened with us here in the States, understand?”
I guess he was trying to tell me that she had never given me sloppy seconds.
I pushed my chair back and did not say another word to them. I went home and took the chocolates to the doorman at my apartment. I told him to give them to his wife. He laughed and said she left him two years ago. I went back to the elevator and as the doors were closing, I saw him stuff two of the chocolates in his mouth. I wondered if the jewelry store would refund my money on the ring.
They did after deducting a 10% re-stocking fee. That consisted of the jeweler opening the ring box, examining the ring and sitting it back in the showcase. $1,500 down the drain not counting the box of chocolates!
I was depressed! Big time. I stayed in my apartment for three days. My partner, Leroy, called but I could not talk. More bad news. The inquiries we sent out about our project came back saying they had no interest at this time or were never answered. Leroy said we had to talk. He invited me over to his house for a cook-out on a Sunday afternoon. I had to go. Leroy sounded like he was about to quit the company. Maybe he is right. We can both get jobs teaching. “Those who can’t, teach.”
I showed up expecting the worst. His wife Zara served us both a couple of beers before starting the grill for the hamburgers. I usually limit myself to two beers but after the hamburgers I had a couple more. As I was opening my fifth beer I looked over at Leroy and Zara. He is such a lucky man. Leroy is tall 6’4” I think. He weighs around 220 lbs. I guess. He is black as a piece of coal with a short Afro. He is smart, with almost a genius I.Q. He spent most of his life studying. No sports at all. Since he met Zara, she has been making him workout and now he is well muscled.
Zara is beautiful! She has long black hair that falls to her shoulders. She is a light skinned black girl with big 36-d tits. That afternoon she was not wearing a bra and those big nipples of hers were trying to poke through that yellow sundress she was wearing. She catches me looking at her and smiles.
“Leroy tells me you are depressed about losing that white girlfriend of yours.”
I smiled but I wanted to cry!
She saw that in my face I suppose because she got up out of her chair and came and sat in my lap! I looked at Leroy. He was smiling!
“White girls are such bitches,” she whispers in my ear. I felt a twitch in my shorts. She continued, “They don’t appreciate what they have. A man works 12-hour days so that bitch can lay around a swimming pool and what does she do? She fucks the pool boy because she is bored.”
Not exactly what happened to me, but I kept quiet and let her finish. I feel her hot breath on my cheek.
“You need to let me find you a black girl. You like black girls, don’t you?” Her tongue circles my ear.
“I never ... I mean yes I just...”
She turns my face to hers and starts to kiss me.
“Kiss me like this.” She puts her hands behind my head and pulls me close. Her lips lightly touch mine then her tongue enters my mouth. “That’s the way a girl likes to be kissed!”
I am hard as a rock! Her hand grabs my dick!
“Baby let me help you with that!”
As she drops to her knees in front of me, Leroy moves his chair closer to us. I see his cock is hard!
As Zara pulled down my shorts, Leroy stood up next to her. Her tongue circled my cockhead then it disappeared inside her mouth. Leroy dropped his shorts and that horse cock of his popped out. Zara turned and began sucking him. She swapped back and forth like in a porn video! We were both close to cumming when she stood and said, “Let’s take this inside.”
I followed her and Leroy down the hall to their bedroom. She made Leroy lay on the bed and she got on her knees and spread her legs.
“Eat my pussy!” she commanded. I lay on my back under her and started.
“No! Not like that! First around my clit, yes like that. Now suck my pussy lips into your mouth. Oh yes! Now put your tongue inside me. Swirl it around. God Yes! Just like that!”
She stopped with the instructions, and I heard her sucking on Leroy. She started her climax with a heavy squirt.
“Lick it all up. Yes, all girls love to see their man do that. It shows you love her!”
The next two squirts hit my face. She turned so fast I almost fell off the bed! She was kissing my lips then she licked her squirt off my face.
“Fuck me Matt fuck me now!”
She pushes me over on my back and straddles my dick. It slid all the way in as she sat down. Leroy stood up and straddled me facing Zara. She pulled him forward and began swallowing his cock. No easy feat!
That afternoon was a bunch of firsts for me. First time with a black girl, first time with a third person in bed with me as I made love, first time eating cum out of a vagina!
As we lay in a pile in the afterglow of a wild afternoon, Zara turned to me.
“I had to teach Leroy how to make love to a woman and I am going to do the same for you.”
I looked over at Leroy.
“Don’t worry about me partner. I don’t mind. I loved watching her with you. This can be a lot of fun if you let it.”
She did teach me a lot about how to treat a woman, how to be gentle and when to be a little rough. We practiced a lot over the next two months. Always as a threesome.”
“What happened?”
We got the contract down here and well here I am?”
“I can’t wait to meet this Zara! I owe her a big THANK YOU!”
Carmen---There was no way I could be mad at Matt. Everything he had done with Zara and Leroy was before he met me. I shudder when I think about all my slutting around.
I could hardly believe my eyes the next day when we met them at the airport. Leroy was tall and weighed about 220 lbs. He looked in shape but ... he is a big nerd! He seems clumsy and he wears glasses!
Zara is beautiful! This girl is not shiny black like Leroy. She has light brown skin and with long straight hair that falls passed her shoulders. Her breasts are the same as mine, 36-D and she is as tall as I am. What the hell is she doing with this guy? I’ll have to ask her later. For now, we just shake hands as we are introduced then drive to the apartment. They are staying in Matt’s apartment and Matt is living with me. The two men are all excited and Matt has maps and plans laid out on the dining room table. They are engaged in some type of technical conversation that neither Zara nor I are interested in listening to, so I invite her across the hall for a glass of white wine.
She sits on the couch and kicks off her shoes. Her skirt rides up exposing her long bare legs. She looks me directly in the eyes and asks how Matt and I met.
I tell her the entire story and she listens enthralled!
“Matt never told you or Leroy?”
“Not a word! That sounds so unlike him. I don’t think either of them have been in a fight their entire lives. They are both Betas. Not an Alpha bone in either of them! But I am more interested in the other part of the story. You and a big black football player! Wow! I would not expect that! Did he have a big cock?”
“He thought so. But not really. I’ve had bigger.”
She laughed so hard she almost fell off the couch. When she calmed down, I thought it was a good time to tell her I knew about her and Matt.
“I owe you a word of thanks for all you taught Matt. He is a really good lover.”
“I taught Leroy also. They were both so shy at first. I bet they were virgins until they graduated college!”
Now we both are laughing. I do not know that ‘old Matt’ only the new and improved edition. I was about to ask where she learned her love making techniques, but the men came in the door saying they were hungry. We went to a restaurant in one of the Gomez hotels. Back at the apartment Leroy and Zara were tired from their trip so we went to our separate rooms without Zara and I being able to finish our conversation.
They joined us in our apartment for breakfast then the men left to do an inspection of the strip mines. They were going to be gone until Wednesday night. Zara and I made plans to meet up on the top floor to work out in the gym then maybe do a little swimming in the pool.
We did our workouts together then went into the dressing room to change into our swimsuits. Zara has a beautiful body and she doesn’t mind showing it off! Her lime green thong bikini left very little to the imagination.
I found a lounge chair and sat down. I was getting out my suntan oil when she took it out of my hand.
“Let me do that for you.” How could I object?
Her hands felt good on my skin! I could get into this! I have been with a woman before. Ok, four times to be exact. The first two in college, I was drunk both times, but it was not bad.
The other two times were threesomes with some guy I was dating at the time. His fantasy, not mine but again I enjoyed it.
I imagine Zara noticed the wet spot in my crotch because she asked!
No big deal, so I told her. I told her I enjoyed it all four times. Then she asked if any had been black girls.
“No, but I imagine it’s all pink on the inside right?”
She just laughed and sat back on her lounge under an umbrella.
We were the only ones at the pool that morning, so I decided it was a good time to ask.
“How did you and Leroy meet?”
She looked at me for a good two minutes. I think she was deciding if she could trust me with the truth. Then she started.
“Leroy and I did not grow up together or even in the same city. I was born in Chicago to a single mom. I never knew my father, but I always imagined him to be a Mexican, or at least a Latino. There were lots of them in our neighborhood. I mean look at me. I could pass for Mexican don’t you think?”
I nodded in agreement. She does look like a Mexican. With her caramel-colored skin, those dark, intoxicating eyes and her long, straight black hair that falls to below her shoulder blades, she could definably pass for a Latino.
Momma had a good job at a local hospital in the administration offices. We never seemed to hurt for money. It was my sophomore year in high school when the boys started to notice my girls.”
She puts her hands under those heavy breasts of hers and bounces them. I wish she would not do that! I feel another surge of moisture!
“These girls started to grow, and it was not long before I had a date with a really good-looking senior boy. He treated me nicely for a couple of weeks then he took me to a party with some of his friends. His friends turned out to be the street gang he was running with. That’s where I met Apollo. He was as good looking like his name sounds. Tall, muscular and definitely in charge. He danced with me all the while laughing about the ‘boy’ who brought me. Apollo was over thirty years old and told me I needed a man to teach me things. I fell under his spell dancing and talking. Around midnight I noticed the boy who brought me to the party had disappeared. I was upset that I did not have a ride home, but Apollo told me not to worry he would make sure I got home. At about 1:30 I was in his car on my way home. He walked me to the door and kissed me and thanked me for a good time. We traded phone numbers and he promised to call. All night I thought of him.
The next day he did call. He asked me to go out with him and I accepted, like a silly little fool.
He took me to a fancy restaurant. Momma and I could not afford to eat at a place like this and I was impressed. Later at his apartment we listened to music and danced. Then we made out for about a half hour. Before I knew what was happening my blouse was off and my young breasts were being sucked. God that felt good! The first time, remember?” I nodded. There is something about the first time.
“Anyway, one thing led to another and soon we were both naked and laying in his bed. He went down on me and well ... I decided I was in love. Understand?” Again, I nodded.
Before I could say anything his 10-inch cock was at my lips. I knew what was expected but I did not know how to do it. I licked around the head and took it in my mouth. He was patient with me and did not seem upset, so I thought I was doing it right. He turned and his cock found my entrance. Damn! I remember it hurt like hell, but he went slowly and in soon he was all the way in. He kissed me as he moved in and out. It was not long before I was enjoying it and told him so.
Before he shot his load he pulled out. He told me he did not want to get me pregnant! Pregnant? I had not even thought of that! I am not on the pill; we had not used any kind of protection! He saw me panicking and he soothed me, telling me not to worry. He would take care of it.
He took me home and I know momma knew what he had done but she did not say a thing. The next morning was Sunday and he met us as we left the house to go to church. He greeted momma then took me aside and handed me a pill. He offered me a sip of his coke as I swallowed the pill.
The next morning he picked me up as I walked to school. I skipped school that day and went with him to a doctor. I was given a prescription for birth control pills. That started my affair with Apollo.
About a month into the affair, I met Sue. She was a white woman, about 40 years old. Apollo had told me she worked for him and was going to teach me things I needed to learn.
She taught me everything! We practiced kissing with each other. I learned to suck cocks using one of her dildos. But most importantly, Sue taught me how to talk to a man! I learned how to ‘read’ what a man needs to hear while making love!