It was a slow uphill climb to Saturday but it finally arrived and we were sitting in the lounge at, of all places, the Holiday Inn. This time I was just wearing a plain dark blue skirt and a white blouse. No underwear, no stockings. I felt naked sitting at the table with John. Yet I was so excited by that feeling I had to place a napkin under my ass to keep my skirt dry. My nipples were so hard they hurt and they pushed the blouse out. John told me he could see my nipples clearly through the material of the blouse. I smiled at him. Michelle was dressed to excite. She had on a sexy red dress that almost matched her hair color.
"That's the reason I chose this one," I said.
"Well, you did a marvelous job, my dear."
"Good. Oh, here comes Darrell," I said, waving at him across the lounge.
He smiled at me hurried over and slowly sat next to me, looking at Michelle.
"You look wonderful," he told me. "Hey John, how are you doing? And who do we have here?"
"I'm just fine," said John taking his offered hand.
"Thank you," I said to Darrell. "This is a friend of mine. Her name is Michelle. She is clean so you don't have to worry. I invited her. When we were discussing what I did with you a couple of weekends ago, she mentioned she too has a fantasy about being with a black man. I told her I was meeting you this Saturday and if she wanted to meet you, she should come with us. She's here to fuck your brains out, just like me."
Darrell sat there looking at Michelle. He looked at me.
"Are you sure you would like to share me?" he asked chuckling.
"Well, you share me with my husband who I share with Michelle."
Darrell's eyes got very wide as he stared at Michelle. The waitress was at our table and took our drink order. When she turned away to go put the order in, Darrell pulled my lips to his. I moaned as he kissed me. I pulled away rather quickly. After all, we were in the middle of a fairly well-lit lounge. Then Michelle pulled Darrell's lips to hers. She kissed him a long time.
"We have a room," I said.
"Good," said Michelle and Darrell together.
The waitress was back with our drinks. John signed for them. We were up and out of the lounge and headed to the elevators to go to our room. John slipped the keycard in the door and opened it. He held the door open for Michelle, Darrell, and me. Closing the door, he spun around to watch Darrell kiss me. I flowed into his arms and opened my mouth to let his tongue dance with mine. Michelle went to John and kissed him passionately.
I heard a noise. I pulled back from Darrell's lips and looked at the bed. I smiled as I watched John undressing Michelle. I went back to kissing Darrell. His hands were all over me. He was squeezing my tits one minute and my ass the next. He had yet to touch my pussy. When he started to unbutton my blouse, I pulled back to watch his face. When he saw I had no bra on, his eyes lit up and he smiled at me. My skirt floated down my legs when he popped the button, to puddle around my feet.
I was standing naked. I looked up at Darrell and frowned. He nodded, smiling at me, and started to undress. When his big black cock flopped out of his boxers, I dropped to my knees and started to lick and suck him. His cock grew about another two inches as I stroked and sucked on him. My pussy was tingling as I did. Just knowing that John was watching me act like a slut made my pussy wet. And with Michelle also watching, I felt like a slut. My wetness was running down my legs. I whimpered as Darrell's cock hit the back of my throat.
I love sucking cock. Especially, big fat long cocks. Color didn't matter. Although a black cock did bring a bit of the taboo to the coupling. But to me, a cock was a cock no matter the color or the size, if the guy knew how to use it, although I did like feeling full. Darrell pulled me up and I kissed him for a long time. By the time we pulled back from each other, I was extremely wet. I could feel it running down my legs.
Darrell took my hand and pulled me over to the bed. There were two. John and Michelle were on the other one, watching, as Darrell gently pushed me back onto the mattress. I squealed as I bounced, then, crawling backward I slipped up the bed and lay back spreading my legs. Darrel almost slammed his face against my pussy. Looking over at John I saw that Michelle was holding his hard cock. She released him and he came over and shoved his cock in my mouth. I was in heaven as one man ate my pussy and the other fucked my mouth. I could hardly wait for Darrell to fill me with his big black cock without a condom. I shuddered at the thought.
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As my orgasm shot through my body, I shuddered. I couldn't scream, as I wanted to. John's cock was filling my mouth. I did scream, but I don't think either man or Michelle heard me. I just shook with my passion and continued to suck my husband's cock, as Darrell ate my pussy. Then John was pulling back and Darrell's mouth left my excited pussy. He was moving up between my legs, his hard cock sliding along my left leg. It felt hot and delicious. Michelle was up and staring intently at my pussy. Darrell was pressing against it. Michelle and I groaned as he slipped inside me. His bare cock was hot and hard. It felt wonderful. Then he was all the way inside my body. I could feel him stretching me. I groaned.
"Oh god that feels so much better bareback," I said softly.
"Damn right, it does. Oh god, you're so hot," Darrell said.
Michelle groaned, backing away from us and rejoining John on the bed. Groaning I wrapped my legs around Darrell's slim black body, pulling his lips down to mine. We kissed, our tongues dancing with each other in my mouth. It was so sexy. I had a bare black cock pressing into my pussy. I had the man's tongue in my mouth and my husband was watching from the other bed, probably with Michelle jerking him off.
"Fuck me, Darrell," I said softly. "Fuck me hard."
"I will. First I want to just enjoy your naked pussy wrapped around my bare cock."
I moaned at his words. Just laying there with him pressing into me was wonderful.
"Are you still on birth control," he asked. I thought about what to tell him.
"No. I stopped two weeks ago just for you," I said lying my ass off.
I heard Michelle gasp. Looking over at her, I saw John whisper in her ear. She gasped once again. I knew some men liked for the married woman to take a chance on getting pregnant from their liaison. I wasn't into that, but I thought Darrell might be. He groaned as he pressed into me farther. I was damn well still on birth control. I was surprised John didn't say anything. Yet he probably did, to Michelle.
After a minute more of just pressing into me, Darrell started slowly to fuck my excited pussy. I moaned as he did. He groaned as he pressed back into me. My eyes just rolled up into my head. I was having small orgasms just from him moving inside me. We had all night, so there was no rush to get off for either of us. God, I was so hot, fucking bareback in front of my husband and lover. I had done it last weekend, but this was different. I knew another woman wouldn't distract John.
Hearing my husband groan as Darrell pushed back into me pushed me over the peak and my orgasm shook my body with pleasure. I didn't cry out this time as Darrell's tongue was filling my mouth as he battled with mine. I was so fucking hot I almost couldn't stand it. Darrell was now slamming into my body making me hotter and hotter. My excitement was rapidly rising to its crest. I felt Darrell's cock pulse inside me. He wasn't coming yet, just teasing me.
"Oh my god, you feel so good slamming into my cunt!" I growled.
Darrell groaned at my words. I could feel he was very close to filling my cunt with his creamy gift. I wondered if he was hoping he would knock me up and have his black baby. I had to giggle at that fallacy. What married woman would, if she were in her right mind allow, herself even the slimmest chance of becoming pregnant except by her husband? It just boggled my mind. It didn't take away the pleasure I was getting from Darrell's black cock slamming into my cunt, but I would damn myself to hell if I would raise a stranger's baby.
Enough preaching. His cock pounding into me truly excited me. After all, this was about me feeling good, thus making my husband feel good, not Darrell. I was now having one orgasm after another. I was gushing fluids out of my pussy as Darrell pumped his cock in and out of my body. He pulled his mouth from mine as he pushed up off my body, still slamming his cock into me. He was not looking down at my face. Eyes closed his face was a mask of pleasure. His cock flashed in and out of me. I was crying out as he did.
"Oh fuck, fuck me hard, Darrell! Fuck me, fuck me! Oh my god, fuck me," I yelled.
I usually wasn't all this vocal but, since the first time with him, I have become so. I guess before, I was inhibited, but now I felt free to express my pleasure. John had given me so much and had taught me how to love him and express my love for him. I was his to do with as he pleased. I would have never fucked all the men I have without his express permission. His fucking other women would have never happened without him at my side. I love him so much, I was glad I could do something like this for him. It was for me too, don't get me wrong. I was enjoying everything we have done so far.
As I told him earlier, I'm extremely happy with my life. I'm extremely happy with my body. I am certainly, extremely happy with my husband. I am happy he is my husband and he allows others to enjoy what he has... ME. Another orgasm shot through my body, then another, and another. One right after the other. My hips were bucking, my stomach was convulsing, my pussy was so wet and the sheet under my ass was soaking wet. Darrell was growling as his cock caught in my pussy's convulsions as I came.
Feeling his cum shoot into my body, made me convulse in orgasm again and again. Each shot of white sticky cum splashing in my cunt caused me to orgasm. The room suddenly became dark. My mind was reeling, I could no longer feel my body. I didn't know what was happening to me. But I didn't feel afraid, I only felt content and loved. I knew my husband loved me deeply. He was right here with me, somewhere.
Bright light returned. Opening my eye, I first saw Darrell looking down at me as he slammed his big black cock into my body. Then I saw my darling husband and Michelle, looking with concern on their face. I smiled up at them and they smiled back at me and the concern disappeared. They all told me later that I had passed out for about ten seconds or so. Darrell had stopped fucking me, but John told him to keep going. He had just started up again when I opened my eyes.
He was finally slowing down. My pussy was still on fire. I was coming almost constantly. Darrell pulled out of me. I sighed at the disappearance of his cock. Then John was between my legs, pressing his lovely cock into my body. I gasped, as he slammed into me hard. He was reclaiming me. Fucking me like the whore, I was. I had never thought of myself like that but now that I had fucked other men while being married, I did. I was proud to be my husband's whore and slut. I smiled to myself as I called myself a slut and a whore.
"What are you think about," John huffed as he fucked my slutty pussy.
"What a slut I have become at your urging," I replied.
"Oh god," he groaned.
"Do you think of me as your slut? As your whore?" I asked.
"My slut? Yes. My whore? Not until just this minute," he gasped fucking me harder.
"Oh god, I'm coming, my slut pussy is coming on your hard cock," I cried.
"Oh fuck, I'm coming in my slut wife," he growled.
Our orgasms became that much more intense. I was again on the verge of passing out. I took deep breaths. I just looked up into my husband's eyes. I saw lust, love, and affection. He growled as he finally stopped coming. I just sighed as he collapsed on top of me. I held him tight, wrapping my legs around his hips and my arms around his back. I held him in place. I didn't want him to leave.
Not being able to breathe is the only reason I let him go. He rolled off me. I turned looking at his face. He was so handsome and the love in his eyes almost had me crying with joy but I was so exhausted, I just stared at him. He smiled at me I smiled back.
"Let's take a shower," he gasped.
"In a minute, darling. In a minute. Let me catch my breath," I said.
Looking at Darrell, I saw that Michelle was happily cleaning his cock with her mouth. I smiled as she looked over at me.
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John and I, in a hug to end all hugs, were groaning as the warm water cascaded down our bodies. Darrell wasn't in the shower with us. Turning in my husband's arms, I looked out into the room. Michelle, still bent over Darrell's cock, was sucking him as hard as she could. John and I finished showering, dried off, and went back to the other bed. We sat there watching Michelle. Michelle continued to suck on Darrell for quite some time.
"If you don't stop now, I will cum in your mouth and it will take me that much longer to recover, my dear Michelle."
