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Chris couldn't wait for him and his wife Jamie's hot date tonight. They had planned it all week for their fifth wedding anniversary. They were going to a club dancing and having a few drinks, but most of all he couldn't wait to take her back and fuck the shit out of her. They had always had a very active sex life, his wife was a slut in bed. Every time they made love it was like the first time. She was his trophy wife. She loved sex, she was experimental, she had the tightest pussy he had ever had, and most of all his was the only cock she had ever felt. She was his spectacle that everyone was jealous of. He loved her short blonde hair framing her face in her black rimmed glasses. Her pert and supple 36Cs, and her sexy thin waist that extenuated her nice firm ass. For a 37 year old she didn't look a day past 25, which was much more than Chris could say about himself. Now he sat downstairs in his nice outfit waiting for his wife to get ready. He couldn't wait to see what she was wearing, she had teased him all week about what she had bought for the occasion.
Upstairs as Jamie was getting ready to go she talked on her phone with her best friend Claire. Claire had given her the hottest idea she had heard a few weeks earlier, and couldn't wait for her husband to have fun with her when they got back.
"Now you took the two rolls I gave you right?"
"Yes Claire, when I get back we're going to fuck all night. He has no clue that I even am doing this, he's going to have so much fun tonight treating me like a slut when we get home." Jamie said as she finished putting the rest of her makeup on.
"Hey I have to go, it's time for me and Chris to hit the clubs."
"Have fun don't get into to much trouble." Claire said with a giggle before hanging up.
By the time Chris and Jamie had arrived at the club Jamie was starting to feel the ecstasy kick in. Everything seemed to feel amazing as she slid her hands over the soft leather of Chris' luxury sedan.
Entering the club Chris could tell something was different with Jamie, she had been more flirty than usual with him. Brushing it off as nothing he remember how she told him she had been playing with herself all day waiting for tonight, and attributed it to her just being overly horny for him.
An hours had passed, they had danced and had a few drinks. The ecstasy had now overpowered Jamie. Her pussy was throbbing between her legs, and her panties were entirely soaked. She wanted to take her man home and get the fucking she needed, but she kept her mouth shut, knowing that Chris would want to stay for at least another hour and have a few drinks. They quietly sat down at a back table to have a few drinks.
Chris hadn't notice his wife's state of intoxication, mostly because of his own already. They had a few drinks before they danced and he just assumed that she was really tipsy. They flirted with each other, her sipping on her fuzzy navel, him with his Budweiser. After about thirty minutes Jamie was ready to leave, but before she could say anything they were approached by a man. He was nicely dressed in a suit and tie, as he looked at the couple and said "May I join you?"
Jamie was staring at Chris with her no way look, but Chris didn't notice. Realizing all the seats were taken Chris responded "Sure pull up a chair." The man introduced himself as Reginald Marks. He came here to meet his friend who apparently owned the club. Chris and Reginald chatted as they sat there drinking. Jamie had remained mostly quiet as she tried to keep her attention off the amazing feeling covering her body, and the every growing excitement in between her legs.
After about another thirty minutes of drinking the ecstasy had completely kicked in for Jamie, Claire had warned her that it was slow, but the most potent she had ever had. Chris hadn't even noticed her shallow breathing or her blushed face as he continued to talk politics with their new friend Reginald. It wasn't long before Reginald's phone rang, answering it he had a short conversation before putting it away.
"how would you guys like to go to the VIP room?" Reginald said with excitement in his voice.
"YES" Chris shouted out before Jamie could step in and stop him. He had never been in a VIP but how could he resist something as distinguished as being a VIP at a club. They walked through the crowd, his hand on Jamie's guiding her through following Reginald toward a back room guarded by two large black guys.
Entering the room Chris and Jamie were introduced to Barry, the owner of the club, and his friend Mark. The VIP room was amazing, it had a pool table, a full bar, works of art that probably cost thousands. They sat around a large table round table, Jamie couldn't believe this was going the way it was as she looked in anger at Chris who continued his debate with Reginald. She couldn't stand it any longer. Her body felt so good and her pussy was aching for it, but she bit her tongue as she tried to bare it for a little while longer. She hoped they wouldn't stay long, she had lost track of what was happening around her other than her desire. Almost 15 minutes had passed before she realized that she was sandwiched in between Barry and Mark.
Chris had finally ended the discussion about an hour after they entered the VIP room and he looked at his sexy wife and knew something was wrong. Her face was entirely flushed, her eyes glassed over, and she was almost panting. He realized then that Barry and Mark had managed to move her to the far end of the table.
"Hey babe it's time to go." he said, but she didn't respond. "Hey Jamie come on, it's time to leave"
This time she did respond. She snapped back harshly "Shut up or leave"
At this point Chris stood to see Barry and Mark's hands massaging his wife's legs, and her hands were rocking slowly up and down on the biggest, blackest, cocks he had ever seen. He started to protest at the site but the two guards from outside had entered the room, and each put a hand on his shoulders. Reginald grinned at him and said in an arrogant voice. "I believe your wife told you to do something. Now you can either jerk off watching your wife have some fun, or you can leave and jerk off alone." Quietly Chris sat back down humiliated, humbled, and disgraced that his wife would do this to him. It was at this point the guards lifted the table and moved it out of the way to expose what Mark and Barry were doing to her on the other end. Jamie's sexy black skirt had been lifted, but her panties were still on. The sexy black panties that she had put on just for him were now sopping wet, to the point that you could see every contour of her swollen, horny, pussy. Her peaked through the material, a button begging to be pushed as Barry and Mark hand continued to slide up her legs, then up her toned belly and rested on her large mounds. She let out a sigh as the two hands started to tease her pert nipples that were now clearly visible behind her strapless dress. Her hands continuing to caress those eight inch black cocks. Barry reach behind her unzipping her dress, he slipped it down her body exposing her white large breasts. Jamie inhaled sharply as the cold air hit her erect nipples.
Barry continued to pinch and tease her mounds with both his hand as Mark's fingers slid up and down the crotch of her now slick panties. Biting her lip to suppress a moan she shivered as the dark hands began to lightly brush against her begging clit. Chris sat there diverting his eyes as he used his hands to try and hide his now clearly visible erection. Reginald smiled at him.
"Man your woman is a slut isn't she. Why don't you jerk off to her, she's about to be useless to you anyway so you might enjoy one last good time." Reginald chided at him.
Chris' eyes looked sad as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his six inch cock. Barry and Mark snickered as he stroked it.
"Damn no wonder your woman needs a real cock" Mark said as Chris walked closer to his defiled wife. Jamie took her hands off Barry's cock and started to reach out for her husbands less endowed manhood, but Barry snapped. "No bitch, if you want any of this you can't touch him, and he can't touch you."
Jamie withdrew her hand immediately giggling. "Sorry hun, looks like you're on your own tonight. I really need these, they're so much bigger than you. I have to feel them in me."
With these words Chris had been completely humiliated. He could hear Reginald's laughter behind him. The humiliation set him on fire as his tiny dick got even harder, he began to stroke it. The look of pleasure on his wife's face. A look he had never seen while they were making love was plastered in his mind as he continued to stroke in front of her. He was focused on her, her breathing, her whimpering. It sent him over the edge as he watched his trophy wife lean over and take the head of Mark's eight inch cock in her mouth. He ejaculated, his jizm landing on the floor directly in front of him. Almost immediately one of the bouncers were pulling his pants up for him and Reginald smiled.
"We're going to take your wife for a ride, don't worry you'll be able to pick her tomorrow."
"But she said I could stay if I was quiet" Chris objected. Reginald just smiled and shook his head.
"She doesn't make the rules here."
Chris took one last look over his shoulder at his slut of a wife. His pride broke he watched as she was now in a doggy style, her beautiful blond hair waving back and forth as she bobbed her head on Mark's cock. Walking through the door he heard her squeal in a way he had never heard and then he was shut out.
Outside the VIP room was the second bouncer. He was on his cell phone as he was escorted by.
"Hey Eric it's Steve. Man you gotta get over to the club, we got this bitch in here and we need you to stretch her out right. Yeah, yeah, see you then"
Once in his car Chris couldn't help but cry knowing that on his 5th wedding anniversary his wife was going to be taking a different cock than his. Multiple cocks that wasn't his. Cocks that were thicker, longer and most of all belonged to black men. Slowly he cranked his car and headed home humiliated, and without his wife.
* * *
Back in the VIP room Jamie was sucking Mark wildly. The ecstasy was still in affect, the feeling of that large cock thrusting against her mouth was unbearable. Silvia was now dripping down her chin on to the floor below her. She didn't even stop as Barry slid the black thong she had worn for her husband off her hips and down to her knees. Barry began to rub slowly between her lips and slick thighs, and getting as close as he could to the clit without touching it. Jamie was going crazy in her mind, each time his finger came close she would suck harder and faster in anticipation, and each time Barry's finger backed away disappointment would wash over her, but her desire was heightening with every caress. It wasn't till the fifth time he teased he brushed her button slightly sending a streak of pleasure through her entire body causing her to moan around Mark's hard cock. Barry's gruff laugh sounded behind her as she ripped Mark's cock out of her mouth.
"GODDAMNIT FUCKING DO IT!" She cried her pussy juices now running down her leg. Her body shaking from the arousal.
"Damn bitch, you better learn some fucking manners if you want any of this. Now beg for it bitch."
Jamie blushed, the feeling of submission caused her pussy to throb.
"please.....please touch my clit."
Once her plea had left her mouth mark slid his cock back in her mouth and she whimpered as she felt the thick shaft hit the back of her throat.
Barry smiled "That's better slut." Looking at Mark he said "You ready for this?"
Mark just nodded and Barry slide two fingers into her dripping tight snatch, and burried his thumb onto here hard erect clitoris. Her moan was loud even around Marks cock that was currently stretching out her mouth. Her throat opened as pleasure forced her sound of approval into the air. Mark took this opportunity to show her how to suck a real dick as he placed his hands on the back of her head and slid the rest of his cock deep down her throat. She gagged around his hard member but she didn't care. The ecstasy was working and every bit of touch to her body sent pleasure coursing through it directly to her throbbing clit. It was so hard now it was painful, but it was a good pain. Her moans were now a distant background noise as she fell deeper into pleasure.
As she fell deeper into pleasure she couldn't help but think about her husband. How the ecstasy was for him. She never thought she would be sucking a black man's cock on her wedding anniversary. She would make it up to him, but right now she needed those big cocks. She needed to know what it felt like with bigger men. She knew they existed and if it wasn't for the ecstasy she would have never taken the chance tonight. With each thought of those big dicks and how they were going to fill her tight pussy, each thrust of Mark's cock deep into her throat, and Barry's fingers thrust deep into her well lubricated snatch she felt a pressure building between her legs, and finally she snapped back into reality with a scream of complete excitement around Mark's cock. Her pussy clenched around Marks fingers. Her throat tightened around Mark's cock. She heard him yell "oh shit" as she felt river after river running down her throat. Barry managed to pull his dick out in time for the last thick sticky stream to drench her face.
"Damn girl, I didn't know you were a squirter." said Barry as he looked at the pool now sitting under her. She had collapsed with her ass still in the air. She was exhausted, but still horny. It took her a second to realize that Reginald was snapping picture of her with her own phone.
"Wait what are you doing?" she asked as he continued to snap pictures of her spent body.
"Don't worry slut, we can't leave your hubby high and dry can we."
She smirked as she thought about how her husband was home not getting any except his hand. She repeated to herself. "I'll make it up to him"
Upstairs as Jamie was getting ready to go she talked on her phone with her best friend Claire. Claire had given her the hottest idea she had heard a few weeks earlier, and couldn't wait for her husband to have fun with her when they got back.
"Now you took the two rolls I gave you right?"
"Yes Claire, when I get back we're going to fuck all night. He has no clue that I even am doing this, he's going to have so much fun tonight treating me like a slut when we get home." Jamie said as she finished putting the rest of her makeup on.
"Hey I have to go, it's time for me and Chris to hit the clubs."
"Have fun don't get into to much trouble." Claire said with a giggle before hanging up.
By the time Chris and Jamie had arrived at the club Jamie was starting to feel the ecstasy kick in. Everything seemed to feel amazing as she slid her hands over the soft leather of Chris' luxury sedan.
Entering the club Chris could tell something was different with Jamie, she had been more flirty than usual with him. Brushing it off as nothing he remember how she told him she had been playing with herself all day waiting for tonight, and attributed it to her just being overly horny for him.
An hours had passed, they had danced and had a few drinks. The ecstasy had now overpowered Jamie. Her pussy was throbbing between her legs, and her panties were entirely soaked. She wanted to take her man home and get the fucking she needed, but she kept her mouth shut, knowing that Chris would want to stay for at least another hour and have a few drinks. They quietly sat down at a back table to have a few drinks.
Chris hadn't notice his wife's state of intoxication, mostly because of his own already. They had a few drinks before they danced and he just assumed that she was really tipsy. They flirted with each other, her sipping on her fuzzy navel, him with his Budweiser. After about thirty minutes Jamie was ready to leave, but before she could say anything they were approached by a man. He was nicely dressed in a suit and tie, as he looked at the couple and said "May I join you?"
Jamie was staring at Chris with her no way look, but Chris didn't notice. Realizing all the seats were taken Chris responded "Sure pull up a chair." The man introduced himself as Reginald Marks. He came here to meet his friend who apparently owned the club. Chris and Reginald chatted as they sat there drinking. Jamie had remained mostly quiet as she tried to keep her attention off the amazing feeling covering her body, and the every growing excitement in between her legs.
After about another thirty minutes of drinking the ecstasy had completely kicked in for Jamie, Claire had warned her that it was slow, but the most potent she had ever had. Chris hadn't even noticed her shallow breathing or her blushed face as he continued to talk politics with their new friend Reginald. It wasn't long before Reginald's phone rang, answering it he had a short conversation before putting it away.
"how would you guys like to go to the VIP room?" Reginald said with excitement in his voice.
"YES" Chris shouted out before Jamie could step in and stop him. He had never been in a VIP but how could he resist something as distinguished as being a VIP at a club. They walked through the crowd, his hand on Jamie's guiding her through following Reginald toward a back room guarded by two large black guys.
Entering the room Chris and Jamie were introduced to Barry, the owner of the club, and his friend Mark. The VIP room was amazing, it had a pool table, a full bar, works of art that probably cost thousands. They sat around a large table round table, Jamie couldn't believe this was going the way it was as she looked in anger at Chris who continued his debate with Reginald. She couldn't stand it any longer. Her body felt so good and her pussy was aching for it, but she bit her tongue as she tried to bare it for a little while longer. She hoped they wouldn't stay long, she had lost track of what was happening around her other than her desire. Almost 15 minutes had passed before she realized that she was sandwiched in between Barry and Mark.
Chris had finally ended the discussion about an hour after they entered the VIP room and he looked at his sexy wife and knew something was wrong. Her face was entirely flushed, her eyes glassed over, and she was almost panting. He realized then that Barry and Mark had managed to move her to the far end of the table.
"Hey babe it's time to go." he said, but she didn't respond. "Hey Jamie come on, it's time to leave"
This time she did respond. She snapped back harshly "Shut up or leave"
At this point Chris stood to see Barry and Mark's hands massaging his wife's legs, and her hands were rocking slowly up and down on the biggest, blackest, cocks he had ever seen. He started to protest at the site but the two guards from outside had entered the room, and each put a hand on his shoulders. Reginald grinned at him and said in an arrogant voice. "I believe your wife told you to do something. Now you can either jerk off watching your wife have some fun, or you can leave and jerk off alone." Quietly Chris sat back down humiliated, humbled, and disgraced that his wife would do this to him. It was at this point the guards lifted the table and moved it out of the way to expose what Mark and Barry were doing to her on the other end. Jamie's sexy black skirt had been lifted, but her panties were still on. The sexy black panties that she had put on just for him were now sopping wet, to the point that you could see every contour of her swollen, horny, pussy. Her peaked through the material, a button begging to be pushed as Barry and Mark hand continued to slide up her legs, then up her toned belly and rested on her large mounds. She let out a sigh as the two hands started to tease her pert nipples that were now clearly visible behind her strapless dress. Her hands continuing to caress those eight inch black cocks. Barry reach behind her unzipping her dress, he slipped it down her body exposing her white large breasts. Jamie inhaled sharply as the cold air hit her erect nipples.
Barry continued to pinch and tease her mounds with both his hand as Mark's fingers slid up and down the crotch of her now slick panties. Biting her lip to suppress a moan she shivered as the dark hands began to lightly brush against her begging clit. Chris sat there diverting his eyes as he used his hands to try and hide his now clearly visible erection. Reginald smiled at him.
"Man your woman is a slut isn't she. Why don't you jerk off to her, she's about to be useless to you anyway so you might enjoy one last good time." Reginald chided at him.
Chris' eyes looked sad as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his six inch cock. Barry and Mark snickered as he stroked it.
"Damn no wonder your woman needs a real cock" Mark said as Chris walked closer to his defiled wife. Jamie took her hands off Barry's cock and started to reach out for her husbands less endowed manhood, but Barry snapped. "No bitch, if you want any of this you can't touch him, and he can't touch you."
Jamie withdrew her hand immediately giggling. "Sorry hun, looks like you're on your own tonight. I really need these, they're so much bigger than you. I have to feel them in me."
With these words Chris had been completely humiliated. He could hear Reginald's laughter behind him. The humiliation set him on fire as his tiny dick got even harder, he began to stroke it. The look of pleasure on his wife's face. A look he had never seen while they were making love was plastered in his mind as he continued to stroke in front of her. He was focused on her, her breathing, her whimpering. It sent him over the edge as he watched his trophy wife lean over and take the head of Mark's eight inch cock in her mouth. He ejaculated, his jizm landing on the floor directly in front of him. Almost immediately one of the bouncers were pulling his pants up for him and Reginald smiled.
"We're going to take your wife for a ride, don't worry you'll be able to pick her tomorrow."
"But she said I could stay if I was quiet" Chris objected. Reginald just smiled and shook his head.
"She doesn't make the rules here."
Chris took one last look over his shoulder at his slut of a wife. His pride broke he watched as she was now in a doggy style, her beautiful blond hair waving back and forth as she bobbed her head on Mark's cock. Walking through the door he heard her squeal in a way he had never heard and then he was shut out.
Outside the VIP room was the second bouncer. He was on his cell phone as he was escorted by.
"Hey Eric it's Steve. Man you gotta get over to the club, we got this bitch in here and we need you to stretch her out right. Yeah, yeah, see you then"
Once in his car Chris couldn't help but cry knowing that on his 5th wedding anniversary his wife was going to be taking a different cock than his. Multiple cocks that wasn't his. Cocks that were thicker, longer and most of all belonged to black men. Slowly he cranked his car and headed home humiliated, and without his wife.
* * *
Back in the VIP room Jamie was sucking Mark wildly. The ecstasy was still in affect, the feeling of that large cock thrusting against her mouth was unbearable. Silvia was now dripping down her chin on to the floor below her. She didn't even stop as Barry slid the black thong she had worn for her husband off her hips and down to her knees. Barry began to rub slowly between her lips and slick thighs, and getting as close as he could to the clit without touching it. Jamie was going crazy in her mind, each time his finger came close she would suck harder and faster in anticipation, and each time Barry's finger backed away disappointment would wash over her, but her desire was heightening with every caress. It wasn't till the fifth time he teased he brushed her button slightly sending a streak of pleasure through her entire body causing her to moan around Mark's hard cock. Barry's gruff laugh sounded behind her as she ripped Mark's cock out of her mouth.
"GODDAMNIT FUCKING DO IT!" She cried her pussy juices now running down her leg. Her body shaking from the arousal.
"Damn bitch, you better learn some fucking manners if you want any of this. Now beg for it bitch."
Jamie blushed, the feeling of submission caused her pussy to throb.
"please.....please touch my clit."
Once her plea had left her mouth mark slid his cock back in her mouth and she whimpered as she felt the thick shaft hit the back of her throat.
Barry smiled "That's better slut." Looking at Mark he said "You ready for this?"
Mark just nodded and Barry slide two fingers into her dripping tight snatch, and burried his thumb onto here hard erect clitoris. Her moan was loud even around Marks cock that was currently stretching out her mouth. Her throat opened as pleasure forced her sound of approval into the air. Mark took this opportunity to show her how to suck a real dick as he placed his hands on the back of her head and slid the rest of his cock deep down her throat. She gagged around his hard member but she didn't care. The ecstasy was working and every bit of touch to her body sent pleasure coursing through it directly to her throbbing clit. It was so hard now it was painful, but it was a good pain. Her moans were now a distant background noise as she fell deeper into pleasure.
As she fell deeper into pleasure she couldn't help but think about her husband. How the ecstasy was for him. She never thought she would be sucking a black man's cock on her wedding anniversary. She would make it up to him, but right now she needed those big cocks. She needed to know what it felt like with bigger men. She knew they existed and if it wasn't for the ecstasy she would have never taken the chance tonight. With each thought of those big dicks and how they were going to fill her tight pussy, each thrust of Mark's cock deep into her throat, and Barry's fingers thrust deep into her well lubricated snatch she felt a pressure building between her legs, and finally she snapped back into reality with a scream of complete excitement around Mark's cock. Her pussy clenched around Marks fingers. Her throat tightened around Mark's cock. She heard him yell "oh shit" as she felt river after river running down her throat. Barry managed to pull his dick out in time for the last thick sticky stream to drench her face.
"Damn girl, I didn't know you were a squirter." said Barry as he looked at the pool now sitting under her. She had collapsed with her ass still in the air. She was exhausted, but still horny. It took her a second to realize that Reginald was snapping picture of her with her own phone.
"Wait what are you doing?" she asked as he continued to snap pictures of her spent body.
"Don't worry slut, we can't leave your hubby high and dry can we."
She smirked as she thought about how her husband was home not getting any except his hand. She repeated to herself. "I'll make it up to him"
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