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My name is Jim. I just turned 35 a couple of months
ago. I married my wife Sherry nine years ago. We have two children, a son
eight years old and a little girl three years old. We have a good life but
there have been some rough spots. My story is about the end of one of
those rough times.
About two years ago Sherry and I had a big fight. She was spending much of
her time with the kids and seemed less interested in spending time with
me. She got involved in the PTA when our boy started first grade. She also
volunteered as a baby sitter three nights a week at church for single
women who worked evening hours. I didn't see much of Sherry during that
period. I confronted her about this and the fight started. Sherry defended
her actions as being normal motherly activities. I told her that I was
proud of what she did for the kids but that we didn't have much time
together, especially 'bed' time. I also complained that she had let her
appearance down. My wife had been a very attractive woman when we married.
She was 22 at the time and looked as if she was right off the pages of
Playboy magazine. With long natural blond hair, blue eyes, an angel face,
smooth legs and a tiny waist, she got plenty of attention when she walked
down the street. Seven years and two children later she had gained fifty
pounds and would only wear baggy clothes. I struck a nerve when I
complained about Sherry's looks. She started to cry, which was the last
thing I wanted. I told her I was sorry to upset her, but that our
situation upset me. She looked up at me, wiped her eyes and said she was
sorry that she had not spent more time with me. She also said she would
start on a diet and exercise program the very next day. Our relationship
improved over the next year. Sherry managed to lose all the excess weight
and through exercising had toned her body. She looked better now than when
I married her. As an unexpected bonus, Sherry retained most of the
increased breast size that had developed through her two pregnancies. They
were very soft and drooped only slightly, proving that they were real. She
measured 35D-22-35. I know because I measured myself. Her bras indicated
D-cup but her large breasts always seemed to strain the material. I
suspected her size was somewhere between D-cup and DD-cup. To celebrate
Sherry's new look and her upcoming thirtieth birthday, I booked a vacation
for the two of us to Las Vegas. My folks watched the kids while we were
away. The trip got off to a great start. We gambled, ate and saw a show
the first day. Sherry wore this short mini-dress she had bought for the
trip. It was not the type of thing she usually wore. Being a conservative
girl, she shied away from sexy clothes, but the sales lady convinced her
that with a figure like hers she should show it off.
The dress was white and very tight. The hem line fell half way between her
knees and hips. Sherry had to be careful when bending over or she would
reveal the high cut lace underwear I bought her. She wore a matching bra,
cut low so that it would not cover up what the top of the mini-dress
revealed. The site of a woman with long blond hair and blue eyes, a small
waist, long legs and large breasts is very impressive. She finished off
the look with a pair of white high heel shoes with spiked heels five
inches long. Many necks twisted that day to get a look at my wife. The
attention Sherry received embarrassed her at first, but she began to like
it as the day wore on. I could tell that 'bed' time would be great that
evening.
After the show, we returned to our hotel and took a leisurely stroll out
by the pool. The cool evening breeze felt good. We found a secluded little
cove in a garden by the pool. I took Sherry in my arms and kissed her
gently. I was surprised at my wife's reaction. She returned my kiss with
more passion than she had in a long time. Evidently, the attention that
Sherry had received that day had put her in a frisky mood. I felt her
tongue slip between my lips and heard her heavy breathing. When our kiss
finally broke, Sherry whispered, "I want you so bad, Jim." I replied, "I
want you too, honey." She teased, "You think we could do it right here?" I
was surprised that my wife would suggest such a thing.
My answer was action. I backed Sherry against a wall as I nibbled her neck
and shoulder. Before I could make a move, Sherry raised one leg and rested
her five inch heel on an adjacent bench. Her skirt inched up her leg until
the thin crotch of her panties was visible in the dim lighting. The very
brief, high cut panties that Sherry wore, barely covered her pussy. To
wear this style of panties, Sherry had to trim her pubic hair for the
first time. I was glad that I had ask her to wear this style. It was easy
to move her panties aside and expose her pussy. I fingered her slit
causing an involuntary moan to escape her throat.
Sherry's head was back against the wall her eyes closed. I looked around
to see if anyone could see us. No one could see us in our secluded spot. I
looked back at my beautiful and sexy wife. She was lost in lust as my
fingers stoked her dripping pussy. She moaned, "Do me Jim." She was hotter
than I had ever seen her before. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my
rock hard cock. I replaced my fingers with the head of my cock. I rubbed
it all over Sherry's opening teasing her into a sexual frenzy. She said in
a breathy whisper, "Please fuck me, honey, please." It was the first time
that I had ever heard her use that language. Sherry was definitely the
hottest she had ever been.
I was horny, too. I couldn't tease Sherry any more. I had to feel the
inside of her drenched pussy. I pushed the head of my cock into her tight
hole causing the quivering Sherry to jerk and squeak. Slowly I buried my
shaft inside her until my wild pubic hair caressed her neatly trimmed
pubic patch. I pulled out again but before I could shove it in hard I
heard voices. Sherry heard them as well. Quickly, I pulled out of Sherry's
very unsatisfied pussy and painfully crammed my hard cock back in my
pants. Sherry dropped her leg and smoothed down her skirt.
Just as we were presentable again a young couple walked into the cove.
They were a little surprised to see us there. I suspected that they were
here for the same reason that Sherry and I were. The young lady was very
beautiful. She was a few years younger than my Sherry and had a very
lovely face. She was no match for Sherry's curves, however. She was sexy
in her tight dress, however. Sherry leaned into me and said, "Lets go to
the room and finish what we started." As much as I wanted to make love to
my horny wife I decided to draw things out a bit. I suggested that first
we go to the bar for a nightcap. Sherry reluctantly agreed.
We talked about the day and laughed and carried on as we sipped our wine.
The sexual tension continued to build. I was very proud of Sherry and felt
lucky to be by her side. They say at age thirty women are perhaps older
but definitely better. This described Sherry perfectly.
I asked Jill our waitress for the check and she promptly handed it to me.
We chatted for a moment and Jill asked us if we were in town on business
or pleasure. I couldn't resist kidding Sherry about her milestone
birthday. I told Jill that we were celebrating Sherry's thirtieth birthday
and that she was now over the hill. Sherry looked at me as if I had shot
the dog. Jill excused herself with an embarrassed look.
Sherry was very annoyed with me. I was surprised at how sensitive she was
about her age and appearance. She reminded me of all the looks she had
gotten that day. I confessed that she was right and that I was joking. I
told her she was better looking now than she was ten years before when we
were dating. She doubted my sincerity. She brought up the fact that I had
gawked at the young lady out in the garden. She accused me of thinking
that she was now too old to be attractive to men. Sherry was really
getting pissed. It may have been all the wine she had consumed, I don't
know, but she started talking about proving that she was still desirable.
It was getting late. I told her lets go to the room and I would prove to
her how attractive she was. She said compliments from her husband didn't
count. She started walking back toward the bar, muttering something about
proving that she could still pass for twenty. I ask her where she was
going. She told me she would prove to me that she was still desirable by
getting the attention of the first man she saw. I told her that she didn't
have to do that. She said it was a matter of pride. I through up my hands
and followed her as she entered the pool area next to the bar.
She turned around and whispered to me that she heard somebody out by the
pool. Sherry headed that way with me behind her. She rounded a corner and
stopped, then turned around and bumped into me as I tried to see what was
around the corner. She said she couldn't do it. I asked what was wrong.
She said there was more than one man in the Jacuzzi and that they were all
black. I should have told her to forget it and lets go to the room, but I
chuckled and told her that she was a chicken.
Sherry's apprehension dried up with my words. She told me to watch, turned
around and headed for the Jacuzzi. I scolded myself then peered around the
corner after her. Now, Sherry is not a prejudiced woman, but I think a
group of black men was the last thing she expected. She probably figured
she would find some married middle aged bald man with a pot belly. She
would walk by and easily draw his attention, then leave. However, after my
stupid challenge, she slowly walked by the Jacuzzi filled with four of the
biggest black men I had ever seen, except at a football game. Immediately,
the men hooted and whistled. Sherry stopped and turned toward the men who
were looking at her with hungry eyes.
She asked the men if they liked what they saw. They hooted and barked some
more and one said that she was the best thing he had seen all year. Sherry
seemed to get bolder the more they flattered her. Here was my shy,
precious Sherry talking to these men as though she were the world's
biggest flirt.
Suddenly, Sherry dropped her purse on the ground and rather than stoop
down to pick it up, she turned and bent at the waist to get it. This
caused her skirt to ride up and expose her ass cheeks and the thin strip
of her panties that had ridden up her crack. It was fortunate for Sherry
that it was late and no one else was around. Sherry's little show caused
the hoots to increase. She peered around at the men while still bent over
and smiled. It was all her dress could do to keep her breasts from popping
out. The guys got an eye full of cleavage and fell over in the water.
At this point I figured Sherry would leave and go to the room, however,
one guy invited her to join them in the Jacuzzi. Sherry told them that she
couldn't do that because it would ruin here dress. The men said "Ah" in
unison, clearly disappointed. Sherry just pouted making her more
desirable. Then one man said "Why don't you take your dress off? I don't
see anybody else around." Sherry put an index finger to her mouth as if
thinking if she should or not.
I was sure she would leave then, but to my astonishment she reached down
and grabbed the hem of her skirt. A new round of cat calls began as Sherry
slowly lifted her dress, lingering over every inch of her newly exposed
legs. The guys piped down and their eyes got bigger as she approached the
'V' between her legs. I figured that surely she would stop now and leave.
To my amazement she reached her panties and kept on going.
Sherry continued to raise her dress above her waist and to her breasts.
She struggled a bit with getting the dress over her breasts. She finally
went at it the other way, taking the straps off her shoulders and pushing
the material over her bra, causing her breasts to jiggled in her bra. She
continued pushing the gathered up dress down over her waist and hips and
finally to the ground around her high heel shoes. Her face had a sexy look
to it as she stepped out of her dress and stood there with her legs about
two feet apart.
The hoots built up again, encouraging Sherry to jump in. A smile came to
her face as she slowly stepped out of her high heels and into the Jacuzzi.
The men made as much room as they could, however, the Jacuzzi was rather
cramped and Sherry had to sit on one fellow's lap. As Sherry's bra and
panties got wet they became almost transparent. Here was my beautiful
wife, essentially naked, sitting with four huge black men in a Jacuzzi.
Her small, slight figure set next to four muscular men and her milky white
skin and blond hair contrasted against their dark black skin and hair, was
an amazing site.
I suddenly ask myself why I had not put a stop to this. I realized then
how excited and turned on I was to see my wife in this situation. Besides,
as shocked as I was, I figured that she would soon get out of the Jacuzzi
and head for the room.
For the next few minutes they talked and laughed and the men gawked at my
wife's body. Occasionally, one of the men would rub Sherry's breasts and
she didn't seem to mind. She managed to move from lap to lap. Finally, as
I expected, Sherry got out of the Jacuzzi, dried off with a towel
belonging to one of the guys and began to dress. The men soon afterwards
got out and dried off. Sherry was having a lot of trouble getting the
dress on over her wet underwear. One fellow helped Sherry by tugging on
the dress to get it into place. I could now hear their conversation
better. She was telling one of the guys about some wine she had back at
her room. I suddenly realized that she had invited one and maybe all of
these guys to our room. Sure enough, they all followed my wife as she
walked, swiveling her hips, to our room.
As Sherry walked my way, I moved behind a snack machine to avoid being
seen. She glanced my way briefly as she glided past. The four black studs
didn't notice when she gave me a look that said, "I told you so!" Sherry
was some sight. Her skirt had a wet spot at the crotch that looked as
though she had wet herself. Her dark nipples were visible through the wet
material of her bra and dress. It hadn't taken long for the wet bra and
panties to soak through the white dress rendering it nearly transparent.
Sherry didn't seem to mind at all. She smiled at the stud who held the
door open for her. His eyes locked on Sherry's substantial cleavage. She,
at the same time, noticed the sizable tent growing in his swim trunks. A
tent started growing in my pants when she involuntarily licked her lips.
They went down the hall to our room that was on the ground floor near a
small court yard. The room had a patio on the court yard and I headed for
it. When first arriving at the hotel, I had closed the curtains.
Unfortunately, I couldn't get them completely shut. I was now grateful for
the crack that gave me full view of our room.
I had just settled into the deck chair when the light went on in the room
and in walked Sherry and her four new friends. I was thankful for the
cheap construction of the room that allowed me to hear the conversation
inside. Sherry pitched her purse and keys on the dresser and stretched her
arms high in the air. I knew she was tense because she always stretches
like that when she's tense. I figured she was beginning to get uptight and
would soon ask these guys to leave, after successfully proving her point
to me.
After a time, one of the guys said, "You promised us some wine, Baby." She
smiled and said, "I am so sorry. I did promise you some wine." She pulled
the wine out of the ice bucket that we set up earlier and poured five
glasses of wine. Sherry apologized for the plastic hotel glasses but these
guys didn't care. I suspected they were hoping that Sherry would get a
little tipsy from the wine. Little did they know that she had already had
several glasses of wine at the bar and that wine affects her quickly
because she does not drink often. She was also hot from our interrupted
session in the garden.
One of the men, who answered to Sly, turned on the boom box that he
brought along. It played an upbeat tune. Another man whom they called Hose
said, "They were playing that tune at the club tonight." Sherry asked,
"What club is that?" Hose answered, "Ecstasy! Its a gentlemen's club."
"Only men are allowed?" Sherry asked. "Naw," Hose said, "its a club where
women dance on stage." "Ohhh," Sherry said with a nervous smile.
The one called Nick said, "There weren't any women as hot as you, Sherry,
dancing at that place." Sherry blushed and said, "You really think I'm
attractive?". The forth guy called Bull piped up, "Like I told you
outside, Baby, you're the best thing I've seen all year." A mischievous
smile played across Sherry's face.
Sly looked at Sherry and said, "I bet you could dance better than any of
those Babes at the club." Sherry shook here head and said, "I've never
done that type of dancing before. Hose said, "Aw Baby, you're built for
that type of dancing!". Sherry looked apprehensive and said, "I don't
know." "Aw, come on baby," begged Nick. The others added their
encouragement as well. Finally Sherry downed another glass of wine and
said, "OK guys. But, you let me know when I do it wrong."
Sly turned up the music and Sherry stood up. She started to sway back and
forth, swiveling her hips in rhythm to the music. The guys start to ooh
and ahh as Sherry bumps and grinds. She had never done that sort of thing
in all our years together, but now she was dancing like a pro. "Turn
around, Baby, and show us your butt," ordered Nick. Sherry smiled and
complied, grinding the whole time. Hose said, "Bend over and stick that
butt out," and Sherry complied. She was obviously getting into this. She
turned back around and began to notice the tents again growing in the guys
swimming trunks. She smiled deviously.
Bull yelled out, "Its time to start taking it off." Sherry shook here head
with a pout and crossed her arms over her breasts. The guy's faces looked
disappointed. Sherry then smile again and lightly flicked one strap of her
shoulder. They were all smiles again as she slowly pulled her dress over
her bra. Her bra filled breasts bounced as Sherry freed them from the
tightness of her dress.
Sherry continued slowly past her waist and over her hips. Finally, she
dropped the dress and kicked it aside to the whistles and cat calls of the
four black studs. I had the feeling now that this was not the end of her
show and I was right. To my amazement she reached behind and unhooked her
36D bra and as she swayed slowly released her massive tits to the pleasure
of all assembled. She then teased the men by grabbing the waist band of
her panties on both sides and pulling up and down to the beat of the
music.
The studs yelled, "Take it off! Take it off!" Sherry shook her head and
said, "No" as if scolding our baby daughter. She smiled again and turned
around so that her back was facing the studs. Sherry slowly lowered her
last stitch of clothing except for her high heel shoes. She then swayed
over to the bed and, in a sexy way that I had never seen before, crawled
on the king size bed on her side and raised one leg straight up. This
revealed her blond pussy in all its glory. The studs started to drool.
Sherry lowered her leg and said in a sexy voice, "Now its your turn."
These guys didn't need to be told twice. They were out of their clothes in
no time. Sherry looked from one stud to the next. Her mouth was wide open
as she looked at the black dick meat in front of her. She said, "Now I
know what they say about black men is true and now I know why the call you
Hose. How big is that thing?" Hose proudly confirmed, "14 inches long and
7 inches around when hard, Baby." Sherry said, "You mean its not full
grown yet?" Hose chuckled and said, "Not yet baby. It's about half way
there.". Sherry swallowed hard. Not a one of these guys had a dick less
than 10 inches long.
As they looked at Sherry lying there with those long legs, slender waist,
huge tits, blue eyes and long blond hair, these guys obviously figured
Sherry for a horny slut. In contrast, Sherry just wanted to prove to me
that other men find her attractive. The fact is, however, that a naked,
voluptuous white woman lying seductively in front of four black men
fisting their cocks, had gone way beyond what Sherry had wanted to prove.
It was impossible to tell what was going on in Sherry's mind. These guys
obviously wanted to put their tools to work. I don't understand why Sherry
didn't realize that she was to be the job site. This was not going to be a
simple game of doctor.
The boys had been stroking their big dicks and they were rock hard. Sherry
unconsciously licked her lips and asked Nick in here tiny voice, "Can I
touch it?" He quickly moved forward so that she could reach it. She
touched the end and said, "Its so soft and its so black." Compared to her
milky white skin the contrast was fascinating.
Sherry sat up to get a closer look. She then did what I suspected this was
leading up to all along, but still could not believe. Sherry slowly put
her mouth around this 12 inch wonder and slowly bobbed her head up and
down. She licked every inch of that tool. She even lifted the dick up and
licked his plum size balls. I couldn't believe that she was voluntarily
sucking this guys dick. I have always had to beg her for a blow job.
Imagine my shock when she smiled seductively and said, "So this is what
crawled inside me in the Jacuzzi. It was so frustrating when you pulled it
out of me." Nick smiled and said, "Just teasing, baby. I was hoping you
would want to continue in a more private place."
I realized then that I had made a huge mistake when I didn't take Sherry
back to our room after we were interrupted in the garden. She had been hot
enough to let anyone fuck her. This black man had been conveniently able
to do so when she was on his lap in the Jacuzzi. I guess Sherry decided
that if I wouldn't take her to the room and make love to her when she
wanted it then she would find someone who would. The teasing I gave her
about her age just pushed her over the edge.
Nick started to tease her by pulling away from her. She tried to get her
mouth around it again but he just slapped her face with his dick. After a
few seconds of this she leaned back on her elbows with a pouting look on
her face. Nick began to slap his rod against her leg causing Sherry to
spread her legs in front of him. I could tell that she was getting worked
up. She began to whimper and said, "Please.. Please.. Please." Nick asked,
"Please what, Baby?" Sherry innocently looked up at Nick with those big
blue eyes and said pouting, "Please, put it in me." Nick said, "What
Baby?" Sherry again said, "Please Nick, put your big dick inside me." Nick
teased her back by saying, "Put it where, Baby?". Sherry reached between
her legs and pulled apart her pussy lips. Nick said, "Ah, the bitch wants
me to fuck her." The other studs, still stroking the dicks, encouraged
Nick to fuck Sherry.
I watched as my wife of many years took the 12 inch black dick of this
stranger into her pussy for the second time. At first, Nick pushed his
cock in slowly. A piece of meat this big was a first for Sherry. My wife
rewarded Nick with a gushing of pussy juice as she came for the first
time. She shook and moaned for about 20 seconds, while Nick started
increasing the pace. After her orgasm Sherry began to meet his thrusts
with her own. She was breathing hard and whimpers would occasionally
escape her throat as they picked up the pace.
Nick leaned over on top of her and began kissing her tits. He worked his
way up to her face and began kissing her mouth. She accepted Nicks tongue
into her mouth and she reciprocated. As their lips broke free, Sherry
moaned, "Please don't come inside me." Nick said forcefully, "Bitch, I
never spill a drop of my juice. If I don't cum in your pussy, then it will
have to be in your mouth." Sherry agreed without protest. I couldn't
believe it. She flatly refused to eat my cum in all our years of marriage
and now she eagerly agreed to do that for this black dude.
Nick started making noises like he was about to cum. He got off Sherry and
moved around to her head. She quickly raised her head and put her mouth
over his dick. Nick growled, "Take that load, bitch!". I could tell Nick
was shooting a lot because Sherry kept swallowing and swallowing. Little
streams of cum managed to escape her lips and run down her chin and onto
her big tits.
Finally he had run dry. You wouldn't know it from Sherry. She kept sucking
and licking that dick, trying to get every drop into her mouth. She even
scraped the cum off her tits with her finger and put it into her mouth
with a big smile. When she finished, she said, "I never knew how good cum
tasted." I groaned and said to myself, "Now you tell me."
Now that the fuck was over, Sherry had time to realize what she had just
done. Her face showed a trace of guilt. Before she could say or do
anything, Hose walked over to the bed and stuck his massive dong in
Sherry's mouth. "Now its time for a little stretching," announced Hose,
and he did not mean muscles. I suspected he meant my wife's mouth and
pussy.
While Hose tried to feed his meat into Sherry's mouth, Bull moved in on
her pussy. He began licking her clit with his very long tongue. Sly was
licking Sherry's swollen tits and Nick was resting from round one with
Sherry. Round two found Hose stretching Sherry's mouth to its limits. At
first only the head would fit. Bull's work on Sherry's pussy made her
forget her feelings of guilt. The look on her face displayed renewed lust
and the whimpers returned.
She began working on Hose's fat dick as if it was her sole purpose in
life. With effort, Sherry began to get more of the tool into her mouth.
When Nick got his blow job she was more delicate and only took the first
few inches into her mouth. Now she seemed determined to get as much of
Hose into her mouth as she could.
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