Friday night, my husband WB and I left the house at about 8:00 and headed down to a near by club to meet John who is my black lover. The club has a bar, a small dance floor with tables around it with booths along the walls. WB and I selected a booth and he and I sat on opposite sides. I was dressed as the whore that I am and was not wearing panties or a bra. I had on a short black skirt and a pull over top open at the bottom. John came over and sat next to me and commented about how nice and hot that I looked. He ran his hand up under my skirt onto my already wet pussy. I wanted him to take me right there, I was so hot. After a few minutes he got up and went to the bar to talk to a couple of guys. I knew they were talking about me. I smiled at the guys as they glanced my way.
One of the guys came over to the booth and asked if it was ok with my husband for me to dance with him. I guess John had explained that I was married and the guy that I was sitting with was my husband. WB nodded his approval so I slid out of the booth as the guy led me to the dance floor. His hands roamed over my body as we danced and I let him know that I didn't object to him feeling me up. We went back to our booth and he slid in beside me. With WB sitting across from us, the guy slid his hand up under my top and felt my tits. I put my hand on his crotch which I could feel growing hard. I wanted to take his cock out right there and start sucking it but John came over and said lets talk and the guy got up and went with John to the other side of the room. The room was sort of dark, but I could see that the guy gave John something that John put in his coat pocket.
A few minutes later, John came back over and told me to follow him. We went to a back store room and when we went in, I could see the guy that I had danced with standing there with his pants and shorts down around his ankles with his cock in his hand. It was half hard and was about nine inches long. He motioned for me to come over to him and as he was swinging his cock back and forth he called me a bitch and told me to get down and suck his cock. This is what I had wanted to do earlier. I smothered his cock with my mouth, thinking that I want to show him how good I could suck a cock. He puts both hands on my head and thrust his cock in and out of my mouth fucking it as if it was a pussy. I have one hand holding his cock and my other hand down between my legs fingering my pussy which is so wet. In just a couple of minutes, the guy starts spurting his hot cum into my mouth. I swallow as fast and as much as I can. I love the taste of black cum. I try to suck ever last drop of cum from his cock and hold it in my mouth until I can tell that it is going soft.
As I am finishing with this guy, John and another guy walks in. I am trying to clean my mouth from the first blow job. The first guy tells the other guy that I am a good cock sucker. It was like an compliment on my ability to suck cock. John and the first guy leave me with the second guy. I ask him if he wants me to suck him or does he want to fuck. He tells me that he wants the same as the first guy. I say ok. He drops his pant and shorts and is slight smaller than the first guy, but it doesn't matter to me I want it in my mouth. He also does his best to fuck my mouth. I try to slow him down by just licking his shaft and sucking his balls. He asks me who has the best cock between his and the one I had just sucked. Like a good little whore, I tell him that his is the best. He starts shooting his wad of cum before I was ready and some of it hits my face and runs down my chin, but I turn and get his cock back in my mouth and saver the rest of his cum. Sucking hard on the head of his cock until he is totally spent.
I was wondering if John had another cock for me but he didn't return so I returned back to the club with this guy. As we walked in together it was obvious to everyone where we had been and what we had done. I smiled at the guys as if to say don't you want me to suck your cock. As I got back to the booth, I pulled WB up out of his seat and as we stood at the end of the table, planted a huge wet cum kiss on him as if to say, see what I have done is alright with my husband. I could hear some snickering and laughter in the background but this only meant that they were watching.