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They both know now ----------------------- Steve Wright loved his wife, Charlotte. He thought she was the quintessential English Rose. Honey blonde hair, big brown eyes, petite nose and full kissable lips; with a swan neck and nice sized breasts he fell in love with her every time he saw her. Like most women Charlotte liked nice clothing; she wanted to look pretty as well as feel pretty; she wanted to be admired as well as be desired. Her husband also enjoyed seeing his lovely wife wearing feminine outfits......for he was a voyeur. Nothing excited him more than to see Charlotte in skimpy clothes; low cut tops and mini skirts were some of his favourites. He would encourage her to select a size smaller when buying garments and to choose bright colours and see through blouses. Steven Wright had an ulterior motive for wanting his wife to wear revealing garb. Watching other men looking at his wife with lustful eyes, trying to see down her low cut tops when bending or casting sneaky looks up her short dresses hoping to see if she was wearing panties or not always excited him greatly, He had a more, deeper, complex need; if only he could persuade her to spend time with another man, a little kissing and cuddling, the holding of hands; he didn,t dare think about his ultimate desire, his most exciting scenario, that of his beautiful Charlotte naked and moaning 'neath the thrusting loins of a big macho man Best not think about that; a wild, impossible dream that could never happen. No, just enjoy the flimsy clothing that he could coax her into wearing and leave it at that. It was better than nothing. What does he know... Chapter Two Charlotte was looking forward to Saturday night; it was her husband,s bowls night and it was also her chance to have a little fun. She loved her husband, she knew he loved her,provided for her, but somehow... Well,there was just that little something she was missing. Steven always treated her carefully; in bed she was like a porcelain doll; oh yes,he always made her orgasm usually with his mouth but it was a fleeting climax, there one second,gone the next. She wished,sometimes that he would be more forceful, ravish her, not hurt her, just a little roughness and certainly she would love deeper penetration. When her hubby had an afternoon bowls match he would leave about one thirty and he wouldn,t be home before midnight; this gave Charlotte plenty of time to enjoy an evening out with her next door neighbour, Dorothy, and be back before Steve got home; Not once did he realise his lovely wife was 'out of doors'; that is not to say that she was cheating on him. She,first decided to venture out when Dorothy, next door suggested it; before then she would stay in,watch telly and retire to bed by eleven. Talking with Dorothy, they opted to go for a meal but that soon became boring. 'We should go to one of those night clubs, do a bit of dancing, pick up a couple of fellows' was her neighbours idea. 'I couldn,t do that' was Charlotte,s reply,'my husband would have a fit.' What does she know... On the Saturday Steven said to his wife 'here,s some money go and buy yourself a pretty dress,something a little cheeky, give the boys a thrill, take next door with you I know your friendly with her, and later I wish the two of you would venture out, I don,t like the thought of you sitting here while I,m out playing bowls. You never go out.' What does he know... That same Saturday the pair of them wandered up the high street looking in the shops and trying on frocks; Dorothy was full of advice; 'oh! you must try this on,'she gushed, 'you,ll look very sexy in it.' Charlotte rather reluctantly, and with difficulty,tried on the dress. 'Oh no, this won,t do you can see most of my titties and the dress is so short, when I bend over you,d see my knickers,Steve would never want to see me in this.' What does she know... Nevertheless Charlotte did feel very sexy wearing the dress and after much persuasion by Dorothy bought the miniscule frock. That Saturday evening the young duo found themselves in the local night spot. The place was already fairly busy with many couples dancing and a number of single men and women drinking and chatting at the bar. Dorothy soon spotted a group of young men rowdying at the bar Charlotte thought they were a noisy, juvenile lot but Dorothy was quite excited. 'Mmm' she said to Charlotte,' fancy any of them.?' 'Not really I think they,re a loud, immature bunch.' Shortly two of the group approached the girls,and after the 'good evening greetings, the dark haired one asked Charlotte if she would like to dance. 'Might as well' she thought 'I don,t have to take it further.' Soon she was on the floor and began to relax; she found her partner quite a good dancer and surprisingly kept his hands where they should be. She noticed Dorothy being hit on and she soon joined them towing a blonde young man. Charlotte saw them talking and Dorothy seemed quite animated, laughing every time her partner spoke to her and then nodding her head as if agreeing to something. When the music stopped the girls were escorted back to their table where Dorothy, excitedly told Charlotte, that she was going outside for a little air, 'perhaps I might get lucky' she enthused. Charlotte gasped, 'you mean having sex with that young man you,ve only just met. You don,t know what he,s like.' 'All part of the fun' Dorothy exclaimed, 'strange new sex makes the fucking much more exciting.' 'Won,t your husband be angry' Charlotte pointed out.' 'No actually, and here Dorothy lowered her voice,peering round in case of eave droppers 'he rather likes me enjoying other men and when he gets the chance he likes to watch but, if he can,t, he always wants me to give him all the details. He gets off on it. It,s the ideal situation, I get lots of sex he gets lots of 'one' sex and we still love each other.' 'My Steven wouldn,t want me to do anything like that Charlotte replied airily. What does she know... Charlotte watched Dorothy leave with her young beau; 'look after my bag please, I wont be long.' Fifteen minutes later she was back, hair mussed, clothing in some disarray and cheeks red hot. Charlotte gawked but couldn,t hide her curiosity. 'Well was it worth it' she inquired. 'Short and sweet,' Dorothy replied, I managed one climax but he came rather quickly, still he had a nice size cock, all of seven inches. I,ll have to pop in the toilet, get rid of his sperm.' 'You let him ejaculate inside you?' 'Yes I love the feel of men shooting inside my cunt.' Charlotte winced at Dorothy,s use of the vernacular but even so she felt a little envious of Dorothy,s escapade, her own vagina moistening at the thought. By ten o'clock Charlotte had danced with several men, feeling their hard cocks pressing up against the mound just above her vagina. A number of times she couldn,t resist raising herself sufficiently so as to direct the end of a hard penis fully against her throbbing clitoris only to realise what she was doing and hurriedly, shamefaced, move herself away from the tantalising pressure. There were several margaritas lined up on her table when she returned from dancing and she was having to drink more quickly so as to catch up. She couldn,t stop thinking about Dorothy,s indiscretions and,in deed, Dorothy had been outside twice more, regaling Charlotte with all the exciting details such that the young wife became quite horny. Soon she was feeling very frisky and abandoned and no longer held herself away from the hard cocked men but indulged shamelessly with their thrusting bodies allowing her partners free access to her clothed body. The occasional fumbling at her sensitive breasts and stolen kisses only heightened her horniness. Whatever would Steven think she giggled to herself. What does she know... Shortly after ten thirty three young blacks entered the club. As soon as they spotted the two girls they strutted over and in no time were hitting on the young women. Dorothy, of course immediately took a shine to two of them and, after dancing with both, went straight outside. 'I,ve never had a blackman;' whispered Dorothy as she passed,'certainly not two. My hubby will be thrilled.' Coloured men need no encouragement to fuck and Charlotte quickly came under pressure to 'take the air'. She,d already had several dances with her black friend and was quite surprised at the size of the cock pressed up against her. She,d heard about how big blackmen,s dicks were but this black cock appeared huge. Charlotte thought about the pros and cons of having sex with this handsome young black man; she was feeling very horny and the margaritas she had imbibed had banished any reluctance or shyness. She badly wanted to feel the intimacy of a manly body, her breasts ached to be sucked and caressed, and she had an overwhelming need for her vagina to be filled with hot, hard flesh,so she threw caution to the wind and, before she could change her mind, took hold of the young black man,s hand and dragged him outside. For a second she thought of her husband; she had no doubt that he would be horrified if he knew that she was, for the first time, about to break her marriage vows.' What the eye doesn,t see the heart won,t grieve,' she reasoned. What does she know... At the rear of the club there was a grassed area laid out with tables and chairs mostly used on hot afternoons. Now it was dark, the only light coming from four ornamental wall lights; they gave out a pleasant glowing illumination. Charlotte was glad of the lesser lighting she was still feeling a bit shy even though she was full of excitementd about the coming action. Some movement in the shadows caught her eye and very quickly she recognised Dorothy with the other two young blacks. Before she could take any further notice of the three illicit, struggling bodies her own black was pushing her up against a table, thrusting his loins into her belly and kissing her. The black,s obscene pressure on her lower body momentarily took her breath away but with an excited voice managed to pant, 'What,s your name?' Charlotte asked,'can,t let you 'do' me without knowing who you are,' she giggled. 'Jamal,' the young black growled, he didn,t ask her name; it was of no interest to him, he,d fuck anybody, name or not. Jamal pushed his tongue into Charlotte,s open mouth ; now that they were starting to enjoy each others' bodies any remaining doubts had vanished from Steven Wright,s wife and she was relaxed and happy. Her own tongue slipped into Jamal,s mouth and Charlotte relished the naughtiness of her cheating. Already her toes had started to tingle and she was giving as much tongue as she was getting. His lips now moved to her neck and Charlotte wriggled with delight,her neck being one of her most sensitive areas. Jamal sucked at the flesh of her neck and Charlotte realised there would be a hickey there by the morning. 'Oh dear,'she laughed to herself,'how am I going to explain that to Steven;he,s not going to like that. What does she know... Jamal began fumbling with the buttons on Charlotte,s dress,she helped him and the first four quickly came undone. She felt the cool air on her upper body and then Jamal was running his hands up under her bra and squeezing her breasts, moving his palms over her hardening nipples. Charlotte gasped aloud as the feeling spread across her breasts and,then, much to her delight the black man bent his head and took her left nipple into his mouth. Steve Wright,s wife could not suppress another loud gasp as Jamal,s thick lips began sucking. She groaned into the black,s ear. 'Bite me please.' Charlotte always had a latent desire for a little pain and with her body shaking with lust she lost all caution and abandoned herself to the black man,s cruelty. Jamal bit down on Charlotte,s nipple bringing a moan from her as she felt the pain pleasure coursing through her body. 'Do the other one,' she panted, 'a little harder.' The black did as he was ordered and Charlotte,s upper torso spasmed as she felt Jamal,s teeth biting into her tortured flesh. This kind of treatment was exactly what she,d always dreamed about and now she was revelling in the roughness of the black man,s handling. Shortly his mouth left her breasts and Charlotte groaned her dismay but it was short lived as Jamal, trailed light kisses downwards. He impatiently shoved her dress back away from her shoulders and it fell down around her waist. Continuing his kisses down to her belly he pushed his tongue into her navel and at the same time pulled on her dress so that it fell to the ground billowing around her feet. Charlotte was naked now,apart from her panties which were soon following her dress down onto the ground as Jamal ripped them off eager to get to her leaking vagina. Charlotte, in a moment of lust, slipped her shoes off and stepped out of the discarded clothing;she was now able to open her thighs and allow the black man free access to her most intimate parts. 'Oh my,' she giggled,' poor Steven would be aghast. What does she know... Jamal wasted no time and was soon slurping on Charlotte,s plump pussy lips. 'Hold your cunt lips apart,' the black man grunted and Charlotte, eagerly, with her fingers, felt for them and pulled the fat, eager lips apart. Jamal immediately pushed his tongue into her vagina. The sensation was fantastic if he hadn,t been holding onto her hips she would have fallen over. Nevertheless Charlotte literally buckled at the knees. The feeling of his thick tongue licking over her pussy lips and then running up and over her distended clitoris was almost overwhelming and she couldn,t stop herself from moaning, 'Oh god, oh my, oooohhh, that,s lovely,' she gushed. 'Aaaaahhhh Im cumming!' and the tingling in her toes rushed through her body and finished up in her vaginal area then the climax exploded in her clitoris just as if it was blowing the swollen end right off. She couldn,t remember ever having experienced such an orgasm even when her hubby used his mouth on her. The combination of the taboo sex with her black lover and the cuckolding of her husband was enough to take her breath away besides her balance. Jamal abruptly stopped sucking and licking at Charlotte,s burning cunt and again she felt disappointed but the black quickly stood up, pushed her onto her back across the table and moved in between her thighs. It took just a few seconds to release and drop his trousers and in the light from the wall lamps Charlotte could see, what appeared to her as, a huge bulge in Jamal,s boxers and she couldn,t resist reaching out and pulling the offending garment down. 'I want to look at it.' she heavily breathed,'I don,t think I,ve seen one as large as this' she said wide eyed.'It looks huge to me,do you think I can get it in,can I take it all?' 'This cock will slip into you like a hot knife through butter,' jamal proudly exclaimed and stuck his hips out and twanged his dick with his hand so that it slapped up against his belly which to Charlotte made it appear even larger. She gulped but even so she was bewitched by the pleasure giving tool such that she could hardly wait to feel it filling up her wanting pussy. However she had to feel it and look at it lovingly the mesmerised young woman bent her head down, took hold of this monsterous,hard,hot flesh and pressed it to her face. Charlotte could smell the manliness of the blackman, could feel the undoubted strength in the throbbing meat, and couldn,t stop herself, didn,t want to stop herself, from opening her mouth and closing her lips over the fat glans. She felt quite content kneeling in front of Jamal just holding his black penis in her mouth but soon the urge to start sucking overcame her and with tongue and lips she had the black man moving his hips back and forth, enjoying the naughty wife,s soft lips slipping over the outer edge of his glans . A couple of times he pushed in a little too far and made her choke but she soon learnt to hold the thrusting cock with her tongue. The black finally pulled his penis from the young wife,s sucking mouth and, lifting her up, quickly turned her around and bent her forward. Charlotte,realising what was coming next, laid her head down on her hands on the table and opened her legs. Jamal moved between her thighs and rubbed his spit wet, cock head up and down between her swollen cunt lips, occasionally pausing, and pressing onto the distended clitoris, bringing gasps of lust from the eager wife. The black penis, lodged just inside the fat, grasping labia was giving Charlotte a myriad of small thrills up and down her spine. She badly desired to be penetrated and pushed her bum back hoping to get the pleasure, giving tool deeper,but the experienced Jamal liked to keep his women waiting and moved away from the frustrated wife. 'Don,t be mean,' panted Charlotte, 'let me have it,you know I,m ready.' 'Do you think you can handle it?' teased her black lover. 'Yes, please, fuck me now.' Jamal couldn,t wait any longer and easing his hips forward drove his throbbing, monster appendage straight up into the desperate wife,s grasping, hungry cunt. 'Oooohhh,aaahhhh,' gasped Charlotte, already pressing herself back onto the thrusting prick.'It,s lovely, what I,ve dreamed about for ever. Fuck me long and hard, how and what I,ve always wanted.' 'Your old man doesn,t fuck you,eh,' drawled Jamal enjoying his control. 'Yes he does but...' Charlotte trailed off, not wanting to stop her concentration of enjoying the wonderful fucking she was getting but also she didn,t want to sully her husband,s character. What she was already involved in would have him more than disappointed. What does she know... 'Mmmm, I love it, love it,' Charlotte breathed, catching her voice every time the black man thrust up into her body. Her feet were tingling and that delirious, delicious sensation was beginning to envelope her trembling body; she could feel the black cock head opening up her vaginal cavity and rubbing over the glands lining the walls. Her pussy was producing lots of slippery mucous and combined with Jamal,s pre-come her vagina was dripping with lubricant. The huge black penis was sliding in and out of Charlotte,s stretched, tiny white pussy with ease; she, grunting with pleasure every time she felt the cock bang up against her womb, couldn,t help moving her hips in line with Jamal,s thrusting and him, croaking out 'oof,oof,oof on every movement. Now the hot wife was starting to tremble as she felt the lovely pleasure coursing through her body. Her breasts were swollen with sensation and this gorgeous feeling quivered down her spine,lanced into her belly,over her 'mons' and swelled into her cunt. 'Oh!oh!,aaaahhhh,' Charlotte moaned, 'it,s wonderful,lovely, ooooohhhh I,m cumming, cumming stronger than I ever have. Go on, do it, fuck, fuck, fuck,oh,oh, aaaahhhhh, aaaahhhh,'and then her clit was exploding as the acute feeling shot out the top of the pulsating organ. She collapsed onto the table still feeling the after tremors but with black Jamal still fucking, hard and fast into her hot cunt. The limp body of the breathless,bawdy wife quickly responded to the continuing stimulation of her vagina and was soon on the brink of another heart rendering orgasm and Charlotte surrendered herself to the wonderful sensation. 'How do you like that?' crowed the black fuckster,'are you enjoying it?' 'I,ve 'cum'twice already,' the weakened girl sighed, 'the best I,ve had.' 'Good,'replied Jamal, 'and now it,s my turn. You have a lovely tight cunt just crying out for a regular servicing and I and my 'bruvvers' will keep you satisfied. Forget your wimp husband, and enjoy a gangbang with us.' 'I love my husband and he can,t perform like you, but I don,t think he would appreciate your interest.' What does she know... Jamal was now thumping into Charlotte,s body and she groaned under the weight of the black man,s thrusts,but still appreciating his stamina. 'How exciting it all is,' she mused, still trembling from her massive climaxes, who would have thought I would be enjoying the ministrations of a black stranger. She listened to her lovers moans and then Jamal cried out his pleasure as his balls tightened and Charlotte felt his penis jump inside her,felt his cock stretch and then she was relishing the feeling of the black,s scalding sperm spewing into her greedy cunt. 'Thank god I,m taking the pill,' was her last thought. Chapter Three Charlotte was home and in bed just before midnight. She,d managed to tear Dorothy away from her two black lovers and see her safely indoors. Dorothy was still on a high babbling non-stop about how thoroughly she,d been fucked and how much she,d enjoyed her double penetration. 'My hubby will have a hard-on for days after I tell him,' she jabbered excitedly, lust still visible in her eyes. 'Mine would probably divorce me if he ever found out,' replied Charlotte wistfully. What does she know... Steven Wright arrived home a few minutes after twelve; his mind totally taken up with his bowls night; his team had won the match and it was he who had done the most damage to the losing team. He was feeling quite pleased with himself, humming a jolly tune as he let himself into the house. The hall light was on and this brought him back to the present. 'Charlotte, Darling, are you in?' As there were no more lights on it was clear she was in bed and hearing her answer confirmed his reasoning. 'Oh dear,' he muttered to himself,'she,s had another quiet night in.' What does he know... During the next few days Steve reminded his lovely wife of their forth coming anniversary; 'I,ve been speaking to one of my work collegues about our anniversary,' he remarked,'I thought we might have a meal at a nice restaurant and then Sid, that,s my friend from work, thinks a visit to a night club for drinks and dancing might be nice.' 'That sounds good,' answered Charlotte enthusiastically,'we haven,t been out for several weeks,I shall look forward to it.' 'Sid says he knows of a great club that has a floor show and as he,s a member he can get us in for free, er, by the way I should mention he,s a coloured man and he did say, in a roundabout way, that the floor show is a bit naughty but he has a white wife, will that give you any problems.?' Charlotte, on hearing that there would be a black man in their party felt an immediate tingle in her belly and she could,nt help but remember the fucking she had received at the hands,or rather the cock, of Jamal the well endowed young black. Before she could think her immediate response was to say, 'I,ve no problem with coloured people I find them rather exciting,' and then realising what she,d said added hastily, 'I mean they,re rather good dancers and as for the 'naughty floor show' the naughtier the better,' she grinned cheekily. Steven, ever the hopeful one, took on board his wife,s observation and wondered in what respect she meant 'rather exciting'. Did she mean it in a sexual...;before the thought had even entered his head he dismissed it as wishful thinking, 'no way,' he reasoned,would she indulge in any sort of naughtiness. Not on your life. What does he know... 'Would you mind if I invited Dorothy from next door?' queried Charlotte,'she,s good fun and would liven up any party.' 'No, that,s a lovely idea,'replied her husband, 'the more the merrier.' 'She,ll probably want to bring her husband,' Charlotte continued,' I know he loves to watch his wife having a good time.' She laughed inwardly at her little joke, 'I wish my husband would like watching me having a good time,' she mused. What does she know... 'I wish I could watch my wife enjoying herself,' Steven Wright thought,sighing as he did so. What does he know... The next day Charlotte mentioned the anniversary to Dorothy and with excited voices the two of them discussed what they would wear. 'As little as possible,' laughed Dot, 'when is it?' 'Saturday week, and I think I,ll wear that little dress we bought the other day,it,s what Steven suggested I should buy anyway.' 'You never know,' ventured Dorothy,'he might see you in a different light, perhaps he likes to watch like my Bill.' 'Fat chance of that,' grinned Charlotte. What does she know... 'It,s alright if Bill comes along?,'asked Dorothy he would love seeing me in the arms of another man,it would be nice to dance close and give hubby a thrill.' 'Oh you,' chided Charlotte, wishing she could do the same but she didn,t think her husband would agree. What does she know... During the next few days Dorothy several times nipped into next door showing Charlotte varius items of clothing and they at last picked out a 'bolero' type blouse and a 'peasants' skirt. 'I,m not going to put any underwear on,'said the bubbly Dorothy,fully animated, 'and with my four inch high heels I shall look very sexier,just how Bill likes it.' 'You,re sure to get hit on dressed like that,'proffered Charlotte. 'And so will you dressed like that,'echoed Dorothy, and they both hugged each other,laughing happily. The day of the anniversary party duly arrived and the four party-goers got ready to celebrate. When Steven saw his wife,s frock he was secretly quite pleased that she had dressed so sexily. 'Perhaps she,s going to let herself go at last,' he thought to himself hopefully. I,d love to see her dancing with another man in that outfit, it,s nice and short and I can see the tops of her breasts, lovely.' Charlotte,s hubby also cast his eye over his next door neighbour,s spouse, he was sure she wasn,t wearing a bra and he could see no panty line. 'Your girl friend isn,t wearing any underwear,' he whispered to his wife,'she looks nice,I wondered have you discarded any clothing,' and he winked conspiratorily. 'No I,m respectfully clothed,' admitted Charlotte,'but I have to admit she looks quite stunning and nicely cool.' 'I,m happy for you to do the same,' sighed her anxious husband, 'it,s going to be fairly hot in the club.' Charlotte looked at her husband in surprise,'You mean you don,t mind if I go braless.' 'And knickerless,' Steve added winking again. 'You old 'Roue',smiled his wife,'I,ll think about it but you do realise if I walk across the floor in this dress I,m going to be looked at by many watching males. If I walk across the floor in this dress 'sans' underwear those looks are going to turn lustful, can you cope with that,? not get jealous and cause a scene.' 'My darling Charlotte,' chuckled her hubby,'if I didn,t want anyone to look at you I would have to lock you up in a windowless room and that would probably be impossible and, even more, would not be fair on you. You are a gorgeous woman and it is quite normal for most males to ogle you. On top of that it is perfectly natural for females,including you, to want to look attractive and be admired by the male population. I accept the situation so, instead of trying to stop men watching you with lust filled eyes, I join them and watch also.' Steven stopped talking and picking his wife,s hand up began raining kisses on each finger. Charlotte giggled, 'ooohh that tickles,'and snatched her hand away. 'And I,ll tell you another thing,' continued her husband, 'I like it when I see men lusting after you because it proves to me that I picked the right girl and it makes me proud to watch other men lusting after you with envious eyes knowing that you belong to me and no matter what you,ll always return to me. I love you and you love me, that,s all that matters.You do love me,don,t you? 'Of course silly,' When the two couples, Steve and Charlotte and Bill and Dorothy,arrived at the restaurant they were met by Steve,s workmate black Sid and his wife Poppy. Introductions were made all round and the six of them were soon enjoying a celebratory dinner which included three bottles of wine. The venue had a small dance floor and a keyboard and drums together with a saxophone player; there were already a few couples dancing and as soon as the group had finished eating they all took to the floor. After several dances Steve and Charlotte retired back to the dining table and they were followed by Poppy and the black Sid when more glasses of wine were imbibed. Bill and Dorothy soon followed and the six of them sat quietly watching the other dancers. Shortly Sid stood up and said, 'Whose ready for the next dance?' Dorothy quickly stood up and Sid glancing at Bill saw him wave a dismissive hand towards the dance floor. 'Why don,t you have a dance with Bill,' suggested Steve to his wife,and turning to Bill 'unless your too fagged out,'he laughed. 'Not a bit of it,' replied Bill,' no one could pass up the chance of holding such a beautiful lady in their arms.' Charlotte blushed with downcast eyes at Bill,s compliment and away they went. Steve,s rest was quickly cut short when Poppy grabbed hold of his hand and pulled him onto the floor. Again they all returned to the table and after another glass of wine and a short rest black Sid proclaimed that there was time for one more dance and then they would have to move on to the night club. Sid had his eye on Charlotte and after getting the okay from Steve he whisked her out onto the dance floor. 'Steve didn,t tell me how lovely you are,' he gushed as the pair waltzed around. 'Thank you,' she murmured,eyes cast down. 'Lift your pretty head,' coaxed black Sid,' I want to enjoy looking at you,you really are a beauty.' Charlotte, basking in the flattery of her cunning partner, laid her head on his chest and his hands quickly went around her waist and pulled her into his crotch. 'Feel that,'he whispered in her ear as he pressed his hips into her lower body. Charlotte couldn,t help but gasp as she felt the black man,s hard cock pushing onto her lower belly. 'How would you like that thrusting into you?' black Sid gloated obscenely. 'I,m not sure my husband would approve,'she answered demurely. What does she know... 'Never mind him,'continued sly Sid,'I,m asking you.' Charlotte remained silent and the black,laughing out loud twirled her around and dragged her back to the others. Steve had been watching his gorgeous wife dancing with big, black,ugly Sid. 'Beauty and the b**st,' he mused but the scene was part of his on-going fancy. He saw black Sid,s lips moving as he whispered in Charlotte,s ear; saw her smile and lay her face on the black,s chest, watched as her dancing partner pulled his wife tight into his crotch, 'she must feel his cock pressing into her,'Steve thought and felt his penis stir in his pants. 'Oh how he would love to see his darling wife, naked and enjoying herself under that black bastard. Fat chance of that happening,'he reasoned, but nevertheless his aching cock gave another twitch. What does he know... Chapter Four On the way to the night club Dorothy whispered in Charlotte,s ear, 'I saw him talking to you did he try it on.?' 'Yes he did,' grinned Charlotte,'he was quite rude with his insinuations; when he pressed up against me so I could feel his 'thingy,' he asked me if I would like to have him push it in me,so rude, cos' I didn,t answer him; what girl wouldn,t want to be filled with something so hot and so big.' Both girls sniggered behind their hands but Steve heard them. 'What,s tickled you two,?'he said quietly but got no reply. Later Dorothy suggested that she would ask her husband if he would arrange a tryst between Sid and them. 'I think Bill would enjoy watching me and Sid in action. Perhaps we might persuade Poppy to join us.' Both girls giggled which led to a fit of laughter. Steve looked quizzically at them but declined to enquire. Soon they reached the nightclub; Sid gave the necessary secret password to two large black bouncers and all six entered. On the left was the cloakroom and a young coloured girl stood waiting to take their outer clothing before issuing numbered tickets in exchange. Charlotte gave her stub to Steven and then they were ushered into an anteroom where an older black lady was sitting behind a desk; she was wearing a low cut, dark blue sequined evening gown that sparkled in the light of the ornate chandelier hanging over the exotically dressed woman. 'Good Evening,'she greeted and then turning to Sid and Poppy she continued,'nice to see you and Poppy again, how are you both? and thanks for inviting these lovely guests.' 'What a charmer,' thought Charlotte begining to feel some excitement and then she noticed the sign attached to the wall behind the blue attired woman. 'Welcome to the Clubs Club.' Charlotte wrinkled her nose nudging her husband at the same time. 'A strange name,'she mouthed to Steve. Before he could think further the blue lady broke in, 'Ah I see you,ve noticed our sign. There,s a simple answer to why we have named our club as it is. The word 'clubs' refers to our members. I would point out that this is a members only club and that to become a member you have to be of ebony origin, that is, no caucasions are permitted to join. That doesn,t mean to say no white people are allowed in as you yourselves are proof of that and,indeed, you are very welcome. However we do have one or two minor rules; as our members have to pay an annual subscription and guests,of course,pay nothing we feel it is only fair to let members have certain priveleges over our visitors.' The sequined madam leant back in her chair and cast her eyes over the assembled group. 'Firstly I should tell you that this is an 'Adults Only' club and that you may see scenes suitable only for adult eyes and adult interests; this will mean that you will almost certainly see nakedness and some, er... how shall I put it, activities of a somewhat more than a romantic disposition, that is, our members and guests may be seen in various degrees of ahem!, loving action.' 'What Salome means,' broke in Sid,' is you are likely to see some light sexual activity...' 'Yes, thank you Sid. As Sid has just kindly informed you we do allow a certain amount of kissing and cuddling but we draw the line at any, and all, explicit scenes; we do have rooms on the upper floor where members can entertain their guests in a more sexual manner.' The blue sequined Salome pursed her lips as if wondering whether to continue putting the new guests further into the clubs nefarious ways, and then,begining to smile,and with lowered voice,continued, 'I don,t know whether I should tell you this but I expect you,ll find out sooner or later. We have white guests who like to bring their wives to the club so that they can watch their ladies enjoying the favours of our members. The rooms upstairs have viewing windows where our white husbands can see what goes on; these windows are, in fact, one way mirrors it allows the wives to let themselves go when they think their hubbies are drinking in the bar; we can also record the sex so they both can enjoy it in their own homes. It,s surprising how many husbands have hot wives and encourage them to entertain our members, these hot wives and their hubbies have, of course, free entry into our club.' Charlotte and Dorothy looked at each other with open mouths, Bill grinned at the revelation and squeezed his wife,s hand. Steven; wide eyed, was secretly thinking how he could, perhaps, get his wife to consider the possibilities. 'Now back to the rules of our club; we only have a small dance area so we have to limit the dancers to 'members only' that is male members can ask lady guests if they would like to dance but non male members, unfortunately, will not be permitted to dance. I hope you appreciate the difficulties we have with the size of the floor but you will accept that it is only fair that paying members have priority. It also means that you may find your wife dancing when you cannot. I trust that will not be too much of a disturbance for you. Now the only other rule that we must have is that guests may not purchase alcoholic drink at the bar; this is to keep within licencing laws, however free drinks are available for all guests but these free drinks will be of the clubs choosing. We supply a lady,s cocktail drink that is made to our special recipe, and although it has no great alcoholic content, it is sufficiently strong to give our lady guests a nice warm glow in their tummies; it also gives them a feeling of contentment and relaxes their inhibitions. We don,t want any long sour faces to disappoint our associates, do we?,' Salome smiled. 'There is also available a free drink for our gentlemen guests and they will find this concoction a little stronger than the lady,s cocktail,also,it will give a very pleasant feeling of euphoria, lower ones reserve and induce a sense of wellbeing. They will be able to purchase other drinks but that will have to be through one of our members. I expect Sid will be happy to be the procurer of alcoholic refreshment, don,t forget to pay him, and now if there,s nothing further I suggest you enter the main entertainments room and have a pleasant evening and night.' Leaving the ante room the group crossed over the hall where the rest rooms were and Dorothy and Bill glanced further down the hall noticing the stairs that lead up to the private rooms, The pair looked at each other knowing that they would be making full use of these clandestine places. From the hall they walked through double doors and entered the main relaxation room. Down the left hand side ran a long bar, in front of this bar there was a brass railing about four feet high and it ran the length of the bar. In front of the railing were a number of tables and chairs and these were occupied by single white males and couples. To the right were set more tables and chairs and these were being used by black males and white women. In the centre of the room one saw the dance floor and, indeed, it was rather small, holding not much more than about fifteen couples. A number of black males were dancing and jigging with white females and everyone seemed to be having a grand time. At the far left hand end of the room was a curtained stage in front of which a trio was playing music. Sid found an empty table in front of the bar and after settling in he enquired as to what everyone was drinking. Naturally everybody had the free drinks and soon there were numerous glasses filled with a pale blue or pink drink s**ttered around. 'The pink drink is for the ladies and the blue, of course, is for the men. Let me tell you that the pink contains an aphrodisiac that will make you ladies very horny and the blue contains an ingredient which offsets any reticence in males. I have got enough drinks to save us having to reorder so there is at least three drinks for everyone. Charlotte and her husband Steve soon began to feel the effects of the drink and Dorothy and Bill were engaged in an animated conversation laughing and making observational remarks. Charlotte kept looking at Dorothy and giggling, Steven relaxed back into his chair and just enjoyed the ambience. Bill and Dorothy were checking out the black males that were either dancing or lounging about and Charlotte heard them comparing various males. 'How about that one or that one' she heard Bill say and it was plain that he was looking to pair his wife up with a black man. 'I,ll have all of them,' giggled Dorothy, eyes gleaming with lust, I,m feeling really horny, this blue drink is very potent.' For truth Charlotte was also feeling frisky and every young black she saw made her sigh with frustration. She turned to her husband, 'will it be alright if I have a dance,?' she said wistfully to her husband, 'that is if I,m asked.' 'Of course you,ll be asked,' replied Steven hopefully, 'someone as lovely as you won,t last long without a partner and with that beautiful dress there isn,t a man who could resist you.' 'It,s a pity we can,t have a dance,'Charlotte whispered. 'We can dance any time we like,' suggested her husband, 'but right now I want to sit back and enjoy seeing you enjoying yourself. There,s plenty of good looking young males out there who,ll soon be knocking on your door.I want to watch you light up the room and turn all you partners to jelly.' 'Well if your sure,'smiled Charlotte, 'you do realise that some of the dark ones can be a little possessive.' Steven sighed, 'I,ve already told you that I can,t keep lustful young men away from you and it wouldn,t be fair if I did. Being desired by another person is good for the ego and it shows me how envious other men are of me.' Chapter Five Just then two young, smartly dressed, blacks approached the table; one addressed Bill, the other turned to Charlottes husband. 'Could we have a dance with your lovely consorts they chorused almost in unison.?' Dorothy was on her feet almost before her admirer had finished asking, Charlotte was a little more reticent and blushed as the young black took hold of her hand and pulled her onto her feet but secretly she was quite thrilled. 'I hope he won,t do anything to wild,' thought Charlotte, 'I don,t suppose Steven would like it.' What does she know... Steven and Bill sat quietly, both in their own thoughts. They were both enjoying the free drinks and now they scanned the dance floor admiring the mixed couples and perhaps wondering what husbands belong to which hot wives knowing that their women folk would soon be opening their thighs and no doubt other parts of their anatomy to rampant black cock. Their was an air of suppressed excitement in the room and a number of white dicks were already stirring at the thought that they would, shortly, be fulfilling their fantasy and that of their white wives with lots of interacial lascivious sexual activity. Steven idly cast his eyes around the dance floor trying to spot his wife amongst the jumble of mixed couples, many already kissing and cuddling, fumbling at their partners clothing and in some duos black naked pricks were being handled by feminine slim white fingers. To Steven,s surprise Dorothy and her black lover hoved into view and he gawked at seeing that she had released his penis and was gently fondling it. Steven looked at Bill worried about the cuckold husband,s reaction but quickly looked away embarassed when he saw Bill smiling at him. Steve was a little surprised at Bill,s attitude but couldn,t bring himself to make any comment about the obscene action. Bill supplied the answer. 'Dorothy and I have an understanding, bluntly she likes lots of sex and I like to watch. I,m a voyeur, she,s a hotwife; we love each other and we are very happy with our arrangement. We don,t indulge our fantasies at the drop of a hat but this party to night gives us a chance to have a good time. we have never gotten involved with black men before so when your Charlotte asked Dorothy to come along and once we knew about what sort of club we were going to we got very excited. Watching my wife playing sexually with young black men is my ultimate. fantasy.' 'So there you have it,hope you,re not too put out with our life style and that we can still be friends. Have you ever thought about swinging,?' Bill grinned. 'Not really, Ive always had this fancy of watching Charlotte getting it on with another man but I don,t think she,d go for it.' What does he know... 'I could have a word with Dorothy, see if she can find out what Charlotte thinks about your fantasy, haven,t you ever mentioned it to your wife?.' 'No, I didn,t want to give her the impression that I,d stopped loving her or that I was using this as an excuse to have it off with another woman.' 'Let me speak to Dorothy and see if I can,t, quietly, get some idea of what your wife thinks about sex. Women open up to each other, more readily about their own fantasies, you never know she might fancy a bit of stray. The difficulty would be letting you watch her enjoying herself, she might be a little shy.' 'Okay, yes that might be interesting but tell her to take it easy.' 'Will do, look out here they come now.' The two wives approached the table;their young black dance partners following close behind; they were both breathing a little heavy, Dorothy moreso than Charlotte. 'Having a nice time, sweetheart,'enquired Steve of his wife as she sat down. I saw Dorothy having a grand old time.' 'Did you?.' answered Charlotte, then bent and whispered in her husband,s ear 'did you see what she was doing with that young black?.' 'Yes and so did Bill, do you know what he told me?' 'I can imagine what he was saying because Dorothy has told me, but they seem a loving couple and very happy with it.' Steve noticed Bill whispering in his wife,s ear and wondered if he was telling her about their recent conversation, when he saw Dorothy,s face light up and glance at him he guessed that Bill had,indeed,mentioned about his own fantasy. Mean while the two young blacks had withdrawn slightly and were talking quietly then one turned to Steven and asked politely, 'Would you mind if we continue to dance with your lovely wife, she is such a good dancer and I think she enjoys dancing with me.' Before Steve could answer the second black had also posed the same question to Bill and he nodded his head in reply. Both wives looked at each other then burst into laughter and in between their giggling informed both husbands that they were going to the ladies room to freshen up. Dorothy,still giggling, turned to the two blacks and said, almost curtly, 'Wait for us at your table and we,ll come to you,' and with peals of laughter disappeared from the room. Chapter Six Steven was on tenterhooks while he waited for the wives to return. Would Dorothy convey his fantasy to Charlotte?; how would Charlotte react if informed of his fantasy; Would she be happy or would she be annoyed?; What if she considered him a pervert, would there marriage be over, what if she liked the idea. No way decided Steve, that was the last thing that could happen; at best he would be 'sent to Coventry' for a month and refused any sex. Oh dear, he decided I should have left well alone. What does he know... Steven heard the M.C. making an annoucement but wasn,t listening then he heard the band strike up and several couples took to the floor; Steve acknowledged none of this he was too worried wondering what his wife was discussing with Bill,s wife. He didn,t have long to wait, he could hear the girls'excited chatter as they entered the room. Steve daren,t look as his wife reached him. He did see Dorothy walking over to the black,s section and say a few words to her dance partner;thinking the worse, that is, Charlotte not accompanying Dorothy back to their respective dance partners Steve reasoned that his lovely wife was not interested in taking his fantasy any further but almost immediately Dorothy returned to their table and sat down beside her husband. Steve stayed looking at the floor, his face a mixture of guilt and shame. 'Steven,' he heard is wife call,'Steven look at me.' Reluctantly he raised his head and was surprised to see his wife,s smiling face, her big brown eyes sparkling in the half light. 'Is this true what Dorothy has been telling me, you wish our life style was more like theirs?. You would like to see me as a hotwife?.' Charlotte looked at her husband inquisitively waiting for an answer. Steve hung his head again but his wife quickly chided him. 'No, don,t look down, darling,' she continued in a slightly softer voice. 'I need to look at you so that I can see if you genuinely mean what you say. You want me to enjoy the company of other men, is that it?' 'Er,umm mm,errrr,that is,erm,'poor Steven mumbled. Now that his fantasy had been put fairly and squarely in front of him he found it difficult to admit. He felt rather embarrassed that his own private fantasy had suddenly become general knowledge even though,of course, it was exactly what he wanted. 'I would like a clear and concise answer, please,' he heard his wife utter quietly, 'tell me is this what you really want.?' Charlotte putting it like that it sounded more like an ultimatum and that wasn,t quite how he felt. Summoning up his courage he looked at his wife and replied, 'I,m not sure exactly what I do want, all I know, or to be precise, feel is that there is something lacking in our...,' and here he dropped his voice down to almost a whisper, 'er um our sex life.' There, he,d said it now, now it was out in the open. Charlotte took hold of her husband,s hand, 'Right, now that we know what we are talking about,we can discuss the situation here and now.' She was begining to feel a little excited; was her husband intimating an open, more satisfying marriage, was he going to allow his wife a little more sexual freedom. She had to admit to herself, their three years of marriage had been wonderful,but this last several months the sex had become less than perfect; her cheating with that blackman when her and Dorothy had visited that other night club still remained fresh in her memory. Quite often had she recollected that hard, hot, thick black prick thrusting into her trembling needy body and for several nights after the occasion she had enjoyed a good fucking from her husband, even now the thought made her cunt shiver. Of course she had no intention of telling her spouse, but, now,if she understood correctly what Dorothy had grinningly told her minutes earlier Steven was advocating lots more 'cheating' although,of course, from now on it wouldn,t actually be 'cheating' but with his complete approval. Another thought struck her; when in the arms of another man would she want her husband watching; watching her writhing and gasping under the naked, madly thrusting body of a stranger; would he be happy watching a bigger, better endowed lover enjoying what was once his own personal property, she would have to tread carefully if she wanted this new life to blossom out. She looked into her husband,s eyes,still holding his hand, 'You know I love you Steven,' she said sincerely; there had never been any doubt in her mind of her love for her husband, he was good and kind, made her laugh and was a really wonderful friend, just, if the love making had been that bit more exciting she mused wistfully. 'Steven,darling, just so I can understand your true feelings,tell me you love me, I believe you do but it,s nice to be told and if we are going to expand our marriage it is essential that you really do love me.' Steven took note of his wife,s acceptance of his desire to watch her with other men but his first priority was to profess his undying love and this he did in grand fashion; gaining confidence he fell to his knees and taking hold of both of her hands rained kisses on both and on either side. 'I love you, I love you, I love you,' he expressed, loudly and clearly, not concerned about the attention he was attracting. Charlotte beamed, delighted with his public show of love for her. 'Now,' she continued, 'you enjoyed watching me dance this evening with our coloured friends?' 'Yes! yes.' 'What if I was to dance a little closer to my black partner, feel him pressing up against my lower tummy, feel his hard penis pushing on my lower parts, how would you feel about that?' 'Yes! yes!' repeated her husband lost in his excitement at the way in which the conversation had turned. 'What if he tried to kiss me, would you be happy if I let him.' 'Oh yes, yes,' Steven gushed. 'What if I let him push his tongue into my mouth, perhaps, push mine into his. Would you enjoy watching us sucking on each others tongues, even swapping spit?' 'Even better,' moaned her husband. 'What if he felt my breasts, what if I fumbled at his trousers trying to feel his penis. What if both mine and his hands touched naked flesh. Would you enjoy watching his black hands touching my naked breasts, could you put up with seeing me rubbing his bare cock, drawing his foreskin back and forth; what if he was larger than you, much larger than you. Could you watch me bend down and take his fat penis between my lips, watch him thrusting into my mouth, watch him make me gag when he pushed in too far.' Steve was now completely taken over with his wife,s salacious talk. His penis was hardening up and he had to adjust its position in his underpants. Charlotte noticed his fidgetting and smiled. 'Yes, I see you like the scenery so far.' she observed eyeing the small bulge that showed on the front of his trousers. 'But seriusly Steven if you want this new lifestyle this is the sort of scenario you would see me in.' 'I only want what you want, all these actions I would love to be involved in but only if you are going to enjoy them with me.' A devious thought entered Charlotte,s mind, what with the copious amounts of aphrodisiac drink she had imbibed and the sexy chat with her husband she was feeling very horny. 'You know that young black I,ve been dancing with? what if I encouraged him to be more liberal, I don,t think it would take much to get him going if he isn,t half way there already.' 'Would you?, could you?,' groaned Steve, 'oh I can hardly wait.' 'Yes that would be a lovely start to our new life would,nt it but don,t forget what I,ve described and much, much more can and will happen. Could you enjoy watching me being penetrated back or front by one or more strangers including our present black friend, being used as a sex toy by several horny men, indulging in orgies, allowing a succession of men to have their evil way with me.? Could you accept that sort of behaviour without any jealousy or causing any trouble.?' 'Yes! yes, a thousand times yes, watching you enjoying yourself sexually has been a long term fantasy with me.' Both husband and wife fell back against their chairs, eyes sparkling and breathing in and out, gulping in air and reminiscing about their thoughts. They both know now... Dorothy had been listening to the couple,s tantalising talk and turning to Charlotte expressed her and Bills congratulations,and then whispering in Charlotte,s ear told her, that, knowing she had things to talk over with Steve and knowing the probable outcome, had told their potential black lovers that they would spend the rest of the night with them if they let the girls stay with their husbands until they were ready to come over to the black,s table adding with a sultry accent that they could then do what they liked with them. It was at that very moment that the group heard the m.c. announce the first part of an exciting floor show. Chapter Seven 'Would all dancers please clear the floor and take your seats for exceptional entertainent, those of a nervous disposition leave now.' There was laughter from the crowd as they made their way back to their seats. As soon as the floor was clear the lights in the main hall were dimmed leaving the room almost dark, the only lighting left being the small wall lamps which afforded just enough light to see one,s immediate vicinity. There was a hushed murmur when the hall went dark and there was a louder buzz when the stage lights were switched on and as the curtains opened the buzz turned into gasps. Standing on the stage were two giant blacks, naked except for loin cloths; both stood well over six feet in height there bodies gleaming under the bright stage lighting. Broad shouldered and well formed six pack chests they were,in deed, veritable athletes. Between them they held two wooden posts about four inches square; they were eight feet in height and were connected to each other with some kind of leather straps. At the base each post was fitted with cross members to allow free standing; just above the base each upright was furnished with small foot holds the use of which would soon be apparent. The m.c. appeared on the stage and with microphone in hand addressed the audience. 'Can we have some lady volunteers please, whoever is selected will enjoy half an hour of exotic sensations the like of which they will never have experienced and which will remain in their, and everyone else,s memory for a long, long time.' 'Come along please who,s first.' After a few moments one and then two more ladies walked slowly towards the stage not quite sure whether they should have put themselves forward; they were escorted through to the back of the stage where a small flight of steps lead up onto the dais. The m.c. brought them forward to the front of the stage and lined them up. He turned to the waiting audience, 'I,m going to stand behind each one and when I raise my hand I want to hear your acclaim. Whoever gets the loudest cheer will win this most exciting of experiences. He turned to the three damsels. 'Ladies,' he waved his hand across the trio, 'ladies if you are not selected do not be disappointed you will have plenty of opportunity to indulge in your wildest dreams on many other occasions. So let us begin.' Of the three women, two were blondes and the other was a raven haired beauty of slightly more exotic proportions and it was she who the audience decided would be the 'winner'. Turning to the losing blondes he thanked them and ushered them off the stage, then turning to the dark haired girl took her hand and twirled her around to the delight of the waiting throng. The m.c. whispered in the lady,s ear and after some deliberation she nodded her head. Then the entertainment began. In the audience Charlotte turned to her husband, 'I,ll sit on your lap I can see everything then.' Steve made himself comfortable and Charlotte lowered herself onto her husband. 'Comfy!, whispered Steve. 'Mmmm,' replied his wife as she snuggled back onto him and as Steve placed his arms around her waist. Back on the stage the two large black men were gently divesting the girl of her clothing; firstly the dress then her bra, as her panties were being lowered to the floor she sqirmed with embarassment but nevertheless lifted a dainty foot when urged so that the small pink garment could be removed and carefully added to the dress. There was an audible murmur from the crowd as her naked vagina was revealed; it was clean shaven and those nearest could discern the pretty vaginal lips already becoming swollen and turning a ruddy pink. The two blacks then removed each white, net stocking the buxom, raven haired women had worn and then replaced the black, stilletto shoes onto her feet. The eager spectators cheered as she stood up straight bringing her shoulders back and thrusting her large breasts forward proudly, the elongated nipples distended and pinky brown in colour. There was a louder cheer as the naked girl was led over to the wooden post apparatus and made to stand onto the footrests. Lifting her arms above her head each hand was carefully fixed into furred manacles on either post and then her ankles were tied like wise. When the two administering blacks were satisfied that she was secured and comfortable they drew each post apart which opened the tethered lady,s thighs and brought her hands and arms further out. There the naked captive hung, an erotic sight for all eyes to see. A quiteness hung in the air as the watchers waited and wondered. They didn,t have long to wait; one naked blackman left the stage and shortly returned carrying two, long handed whips; the audience gasped as they realised what they were and as the second whip was handed to the other black. One black walked behind the the strung-up girl and began lightly flexing the leather thong so that a light crack was heard every time the whip was sprung. The front black also started flexing his whip. At this time the young woman hanging in the stocks had not been touched and the waiting onlookers began quietly urging the abusers on; finally, one almost silent yelp told the eager watchers that the first light blow had happened. Again a slight cry was heard and the spectators held their breath as the whip began lightly nipping at the naked girls skin. Begining at the shoulders the black leviathan at the rear lifted his bronzed arm and flexed the end of the whip so that it just touched the reddening skin of the hanging victim. Gradually the leather strap was lowered by the wielding african and small welts began to appear lower on the poor girls naked body. By this time the innocent beauty realising that the whip was not in anyway hurting but surprisingly even making her skin all tingly and warm began pushing her back out, meeting the onward coming blows with relish and wriggling delightfully as each hit landed. It was a delight to see the full breasts swinging as the young woman gyrated with each cut of the pleasure giving whip and her face showed her enjoyment. Steve with Charlotte sitting on his lap sat quietly enjoying the show, 'Would you like to experience something like that?' they heard Bill whisper in his wife,s ear. Dorothy giggled for several seconds,' nah,' she laughed,'I like the real thing.' She giggled again and, curious, asked her husband,'why, would you fancy watching me getting flogged? you old pervert.' Bill grinned but declined to answer. Steven squeezed Charlotte,s waist and grabbed ahold of her ear with his teeth, nipping gently. Charlotte smiled to herself thinking perhaps her hubby should have asked her the same question. She reflected on her taste for her nipples to be bitten and how that mild pain always turned her body to jelly. 'Would she enjoy a light whipping, yes I think I would, maybe not so many people watching.' she mused. She kept her thoughts to herself. Up on the stage the raven haired, naked beauty was being whipped on her legs, the light thwack could be heard as the blows travelled up the backs of her thighs. In front the black was aiming the whip end at the girl,s fat thighs and the red welts could be plainly seen. Then, the crowd blaring for more, the whips of both blacks began pummelling the young woman,s arse at the back and her tits in front. Then one of the blackmen walked off the stage and quickly returned with two short handled whips with much shorter hides. Both men discarded the long whips and taking the short ones in their hands began laying light hits on the front of the girl, one whipping her nipples the other landing delicate cuts right on her cunt lips. The young women,s body gleamed with the sweat from her body and she noticeably trembled with the pleasure pain. Then to the amazement of the watching crowd the whipping stopped and both black men knelt down at the girl,s feet, one in front, one in back. The man at the back took his whip handle and gently inserted the end into the women,s flooded vagina, the squelching could plainly be heard. Once the handle was well lubricated with vaginal juice it was offered upto the lady,s rear passage and whilst the front black held her arse cheeks apart the whip handle was slowly inserted into her bumhole. The gasping woman shook as the obscene penetration continued; inch by slow inch the ten inch whip handle disappeared up into the palpitating anus until just the end that was being held was visible. There were audible whispers from the onlookers when the front black placed his own whip handle at the girl,s pussy lips and waited until they were eased apart by the fingers of the rear black. Then the penetration began; the ivory handle of the whip easily slid into the woman,s sloppy cunt and soon it too was fully inserted. Now both handles were being gently eased in and out of the girl,s shaking body and shortly increased trembling told the audience that she was enjoying a strong orgasm. The two blacks continued fucking the young woman through two more climaxes and then abruptly removed the invading dildoes and standing raised their arms out to the crowd, milking the applause. But the show was not yet finished; both blacks, with a flourish, removed their loin cloths and there were loud gasps, particularly from envious women, at the sight of two monster cocks standing hard and proud, ready for action. With no further preparation both black cocks were quickly thrust into adjacent holes bringing loud panting gasps from the excited woman. On and on fucked the two pricks bringing the lucky girl to more orgasms and then, finally, as both blacks neared their own climaxes cocks were withdrawn and long strings of sperm shot across and over the exhausted girl. Tits,belly and bum were soon coated with hot jism and it dripped down onto her thighs. Once all three had regained their composure the raven haired beauty was released from the apparatus and grabbing her discarded clothing left the stage to tumultous cheering. The two blacks bowed and also exited the stage; the curtains were closed and the stage lights extinguished. Chapter Eight Back at the white guests tables Charlotte rested quietly sitting on her husband,s lap and leaning against his chest; she could feel his body warmth radiating through their clothing and she felt warm and content, but,inside, her body was a seething caudron of lust. A slight movement caught her eye and turning she saw Dorothy bobbing up and down on her hubby,s lap; looking closer Charlotte realised, with a sigh, that the pair were indulging in sexual intercourse. She could see, in the half light, Dorothy,s peasant skirt folded up around her waist and every time Bill,s wife raised her body off of her husband, Charlotte would get a glimpse of Bill,s penis illuminated by the wall lights shining on the oiled surface. Charlotte nudged her husband and suggested quietly he look at the pair fucking. 'I could do with some of that,' she sighed softly, 'I,m feeling very horny.' Ever since her tryst with the black Jamal she had felt extra randy,it was if a door had been opened in her vagina which seemed constantly in a needful mode. What with the aph