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It started early in the night as just simple flirtation. You never thought it would have lead to this. You're a happily married woman with kids! It was your husband who invited him to join you at your table. It was crowded and he was alone but you weren't expecting a beautiful black man to be joining you on your date. Then again, nothing was going as expected tonight. You were a little put out that, after dressing so sexy for your husband, he took you to a dive bar in the city. You felt nervous and uncomfortable as the men eyed you like hungry dogs look at a piece of meat but you couldn't deny how hot you felt because of it.

The next stop was a bar that you'd never heard of. The music was loud and not his genre at all, hip hop. It felt odd being one of the few white women in the club but the attention was definitely a turn on. At least here, your little black dress and heels were a better fit. The other women's outfits were nice, but no one could match the way you looked tonight. After you ordered some drinks from the bar you were able to find a table near the dancefloor and sit down. A very attractive man with beautiful mahogany flesh found himself without a place to sit. You couldn't help but stare at him and your jaw dropped as you heard your husband invite him to sit down with you.

And then things got weird.

His name was Russell and he was visiting friends in town for the weekend. You were so struck by his charm and wit that you hadn't noticed how close you had gotten to your new friend.

Your husband did. He randomly began talking about the people dancing. He mentioned that he enjoys the music and loves seeing people dance, claiming that he was born with two left feet.

"My wife enjoys dancing though. Are you a dancer Russell?", he asks. You were floored but extremely turned on by your husband's behavior. It was only then that you realized that your hand was on Russell's thigh.

Russell looked embarrassed. Would he do it? Was I attractive to him? He's a bronzed god and I'm a middle aged housewife. You pulled your hand back reflexively.

"Are you sure that's okay?" Russell asked.

You held your breath in anticipation. Your husband seemed to be taking his time in answering but he finally said "Of course".

Gawd! How long had it been since you last danced? With a man no less? You were giddy thinking about it. The music was thumping and the floor was crowded with hot, sweaty bodies and you started to feel extremely horny. Your mind was flooded with fantasies of this strangers body. Before the first song was over you were rubbing your hands all over his body and grinding against his crotch.

OMG, was that really his cock you felt against your ass?!?! You reached back and started to slide your hands down his chiseled abs and over his slacks to his cock.

No doubt about it, he's got a phenomenal package. You were jerked from your dreamy state by his powerful grip. He spun you around and pulled you tightly into his body, grinding his swelling cock against you. He looked into your eyes and kissed you passionately. You suddenly remembered that you were here with your husband and break away only to see him watching it all.

You felt dirty and ashamed. Your husband must think that you're a cheap whore, a slut. Instead he smiled and gave you two thumbs up.

Before you got a chance to think too much about it, Russell turns you back to him and begins to kiss you slowly, more passionately this time. The two of you kissing, your tongues twisted together, his hands sliding over your sexy body, groping your breasts as you turn to grind your ass on his crotch. Your hands felt his stiffening cock. You stopped dancing so you moved off the floor and back to the table. As much as you were shocked by the events so far you weren't ready for what would happen next.

"Why don't we go to a hotel so you can fuck my wife?" Your husband said it so calmly that you were sure that he meant something else completely.

Both you and Russell looked shocked but then turned and looked at each other like a couple of young lovers. "YES!" you enthusiastically responded in unison.

Before too long you were checked in and Russell had made it to the room where your husband invited him to sit down.

He then proceeded to stand you in front of Russell and undress you before him. He took his time with each piece, giving Russell a preview of what was about to be his for the night. He twirled you around one last time and offered your hand to Russell.

Russell looked awed by you. He's fantasized about something like this but...

You told him to take off his clothes and lay on the bed so you could give him a rubdown. You looked pretty focused running your hands over his lean, muscular body. His cock was throbbing with his desire to ravage you. Your fingers were pressed down hard on his powerful legs, pressing into his flesh as you slid your hands first down, then up. As you neared his crotch you massaged his balls and stared into his eyes.

He snuck his hand between your thighs. Such strong, thick fingers. He nearly threw you off track with the pleasure his fingers brought but you looked into his eyes again and smiled before you stuffed as much of his throbbing cock into your mouth as you could. You were so turned on that you were already dripping wet. You did your best to get your mouth wrapped around his fat cock, using both hands to help out.

He grabbed you by your hips and lifted you onto his face to stuff your pussy into his mouth. As he spread your legs out over his face he forced you to just smother him with your dripping cunt. His mouth felt so different from your husbands. His lips felt amazing on your labia. Even his tongue was long and fat.

With all that was going on with your pussy, you hardly noticed how deep his cock was sliding into your throat until you lost your balance and his cock rammed all the way in your mouth. The realization of just how much cock you were sucking brought you to choke and gag on his massive member.

He used both hands on your pussy and asshole. Licking and stretching them to get you ready for the fuck of your lifetime. It was all so overwhelming. Your head was swimming from the pleasure being stretched so much brings. He had you spread open like a summer picnic, all over the bed now. He ties your arms and legs to the four corners of the bed. Where the hell did those come from? You're still on all fours but he's prowling around you in anticipation.

He then slides a blindfold over your eyes.

He's playing with you now. Using a wand on your clit, he shocks your pussy repeatedly. Now his tongue to counter the pain right before he spanks your pussy. He plays back and forth, making you twist and writhe in pain and pleasure. You're sure that you came with each shock. You squirted at the very least and the sheets below you were soaked. And that tongue was always there to lap at your dripping cunt.

While you were still blindfolded, he and your husband talked about how hot you are and what a good little slut you can be. You were tied sideways on the bed, your ass propped up with pillows, pussy glistening as it gaped. Longing for the desire that brought you here.

With the sting still sharp in your pussy you feel someone on the bed with you but before your pleasure clouded mind can focus on the change your pussy is impaled on his cock. He plunged it in deep and you cried out in pain but you want it to hurt even more, knowing that he still has more cock to shove into your tight little pussy.

He's so thick that you reflexively reach back to help spread your pussy wider to make room. You are squirming on his cock, crying even as you try to drive his dick deeper into your body. The thickness of his cock stretched your pussy so far that you were sure it would never go back.

You gasped when you felt lube hit your ass crack. His big, strong fingers rubbed it around your asshole before sliding one in to make room for the others. This made you nervous. As much as he was stretching your pussy, how could he even think about fucking your ass? Another mind blowing orgasm washed over your body and the fear turned to a desire to take his cock into all of your holes. This desire caused you to start driving your hips back again, driving both his dick and his fingers further inside. The noises you were making were gutteral, primal sounds as you struggled to pack all of him inside your pussy. You were cumming so hard that your legs were quivering but you couldn't stop pushing yourself onto him.

Your breathing was off because you never had your pussy stretched like this. He managed to get 4 of his thick fingers inside your ass too.

Your eyes met your husband's just as Russell took over and started pounding it the rest of the way in. You felt a wave of emotions run through your mind. You felt dirty again but, with the near constant stream of orgasms, that made you feel even hotter. You wanted to show not only Russell, but your man, just what a good whore that you could be with those you choose to so bless. It was a very short moment as your eyes rolled back in your head. You collapsed in ecstasy.

Your body was numb with euphoria but even still, you cried out as he tried to slip his dick in your ass. It hurt but you were paralyzed with what he did to your pussy and bit the pillow. Suddenly he pulls out and you feel more lube being applied. Just as quick, a smaller, very familiar cock slides into your ass. It was your husband's

Russell pulled off his condom and started stroking himself in your face. You licked at him and finally stuffed his giant dick into your mouth again. You were being pumped from both ends now. Being spitroasted was always a fantasy that you had wanted to experience but were too afraid to tell your husband.

Your husband kept fucking that sweet ass of yours until he was slamming it all the way in at which point they switched ends. You were ready for Russell to try again while your husband stood back to record you with his phone and watch it himself.

Russell's fat head started to slide in so you focused on that, letting your anal sphincter relax and take him in. "Ow, ow, owwww!" He's in! You moaned like I've never heard you moan before. It was up to you to see how far in he could shove it.

He was just wiggling it back and forth a little at first, letting you get comfortable with it. Your grunts and groans sounded like a pig having an orgasm. You started thinking about how much you were doing that professional porn stars struggle to do and it made you even hotter.

You pushed back on his cock as you said 'DEEPER' in a voice that made you sound possessed. He obliged, he'd been doing everything within his power to keep from thrusting with every muscle in his body.

Until then.

As soon as you said deeper he thrust into you with all his might. It hurt so much that you started to cry but when your husband asked him to stop you shook your head violently as you shouted 'NO!' You wanted it all inside your ass. Every inch of it. Tears were rolling down from your mascara stained eyes but it felt as good as it hurt. Better.

After several raging orgasms, you finally asked him to pull out of your ass and put it back into your cunt in that sexy, pouty voice when you want something *really* bad. You motion your husband to come forward so you can blow him at the same time.

Russell slammed it back into you and started to pump you furiously. You couldn't suck my dick because you were getting off too hard, too often. You realized that he took his condom off from fucking your ass and went bareback into your cunt. You looked up at your man pleadingly, "I want to feel him cum inside me. I want to be filled with his cum! PLEASE?!?"

Your husband cradled your cheek and just nodded to both of you and Russell started to pump even harder, faster. Your moans became full-blown shouts. His cock was swelling up even bigger. You wrapped your legs around him and pull him all the way in as you start to feel his load pumping all the way from his balls, through his cock, and into your pussy. His pulsating cock filled your pussy with his seed and took you to sheer nirvana. You felt contented to just lay there but you still begged to suck his dick clean, catching the attention of your husband when swallowing the mix of Russell's cum and yours. You used your fingers to clean up the cum dripping from your pussy as you asked, "Did I do a good job master?"

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