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My wife and I had worked a long week and had planned to enjoy a night out at a new bar and grill. It was a nice place with a sports theme. We headed for the bar and sat down on two high backed barstools. We ordered two strong drinks and scanned the room. There were booths and tables, an area with billiards, video games, and darts. There was also a dance floor and a stage. A band was setting up as we downed our first drink. Within a half hour, the place filled up. We ordered another round. A large biker type took the barstool next to me. A professional young black man took the stool next to my wife Ella. The Biker struck up a conversation with me and the young female bartender. He touted his political and religious views as we listened without much interest. Ella was talking with the young man next to her. I could tell by the look in his eye that he was quite interested in her. I split my attention between biker and Ella. A tattooed lady appeared between me and Mr. Biker. She gave him a passionate hug and tongue wrestling kiss. Biker looked at me and announced that this was his bitch; Trixie. He asked me if Trixie was a beautiful slut for 40 years of age? I nodded a definite yes in fear of instigating a barroom brawl. I looked over at Ella. She was leaned into her friend's ear. He had his hand laying on her thigh. I felt a slap on the back from Biker. I turned to Biker and Trixie, Biker reached up to Trixie's halter top and freed one of her breasts. He cupped the fleshy globe in his palm. He asked if this was a pretty titty or not? It actually was pretty. Abut the size of a softball, milky white, with small pink areolas and nipples like a 1st grade pencil eraser. This time I spoke aloud. "Definitely beautiful titty!"

Biker fondled the breast and pinched the nipple between his fingers. Trixie announce she was getting horny and dropped her biker purse in my lap. She freed her other breast and ask me to touch it. I looked at Ella but she was turned away from me. So I took Trixie's breast in my hand. I leaned over and nibbled her nipple. Biker was working on her other breast. Trixie's knee touched mine as she spread her legs. Biker unbuttoned her jean shorts and released the zipper. From my breasts nibbling vantage point, I could see pubic hair. I came to a brief state of consciousness and excused myself to the restroom. As I dismounted my stool, I turned toward Ella. Her knee was between her friend's knees. He was leaned forward and as I passed them, the were breaking from a kiss.

I went to the restroom wondering what was happening. Is this a Twilight Zone episode? I took a leak, washed my hands, and stepped out of the restroom. I decided to chill at the corner for a minute. The waitress brought me a beer, I watched the young man make his moves on my wife. I watched Biker finger Trixie as he guzzled cheap beer. As the band began to play a slow song, Ella and her interested partner stepped down from their stools and he led her out onto the dance floor. He pulled her in tight. Crotch to crotch, they swayed. The kisses got longer and deeper. The buttons of Ella's blouse opened one at a time. The band must have enjoyed the sight as they played a second seductive slow song. I saw an ebony hand on my wife's white bra and then I saw her petite hand stroking the front of his crotch. About that time Biker tapped me on the shoulder and pulled me over to a dark corner booth. He slid me into the booth with Trixie as he stood and blocked us from view. Biker demanded that I taste Trixie's pussy. She shimmied out of her shorts and I dived in slurping and tonguing her hairy twat. At his demand, I dropped my jeans and fucked Trixie in the booth. Trixie turned out to be a pretty good fuck. In a short few minutes, my orgasm built up and I launched my cum into Trixie's hole. Biker grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me off. He told me to stand there. Biker dropped down and ate Trixie's cream filled pussy. When he finished, we all redressed and Biker dragged me to the bar and bought me a cheap beer.

I looked around for Ella, but I couldn't see her anywhere. I finally gave up and walked out. I walked over to my car. The windows were fogged up and as I feared, there was Ella and her friend. They were in the back seat. He was fucking the Hell out of her and she was moaning out loud. I leaned against the trunk and lit up a cigarette. They must have fucked for 45 minutes, before he exited the car. I had journeyed in my mind from rage, to jealousy, and finally to being intensely turned on. I jumped in the back seat with Ella. I shed my pants and drove my cock inside her cream filled pussy. I fucked her hard and I felt my orgasm spew. I turned my seed loose inside her to join her friends cum. I pulled out and Ella reached and pulled me forward. She sucked my cock clean. We really haven't talked about the night at the bar since, but we are going back this Friday!

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