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Day 4.
I awoke before her and slipped out of bed and made my quiet way into the bathroom where I washed my hands and my stomach and cleaned off the evidence of my solitary pleasure. God, I must have cum a bucket load. I dressed and pondered if I was actually getting ready for another day of Sally acting the slut again today. I looked out of the patio doors and at the sun lounger that she had fucked Rufus on last night and concluded, yes; she most probably would be acting the complete slut.
I made myself a coffee and was about to go and sit on the veranda when Sally walked out of the bedroom. I turned and looked at her; “Oh yes, I’d love a coffee too; Like my new bikini?” she asked.
“Good Morning to you too,” I said as sarcastically as I could muster. I eyed her up and down and continued, “Hmm, I see it doesn’t cover much but I guess if you are going to be a dirty black cock slut then you want to let everyone take notice.”
Sally just laughed at me, “Well spotted, I guess that’s just what I am, but I’d still like a coffee” she shamelessly replied with that familiar smirk on her face.
I looked her over, the new pink bikini was indeed very sexy but I wasn’t going to tell her that.
We walked outside and the warm air hit us. She sat on the sun lounger and looking towards me said, “Mmm, last night Rufus fucked me so good on here. I can still smell the scent of him on it.”
I deliberately ignored her comment and said, “I’m famished. Let’s go and get some breakfast.”
For once we seemed to agree on something. A small step, I thought, as we sat and ate our meal.
As the morning wore on it became steadily hotter. I sat reading; she was laid out on the lounger pecking away at her phone. We had hardly said a word to each other since breakfast when Sally asked if I minded putting some sun screen on her legs. Despite my feelings toward her I wasn’t going to pass up the chance of getting close and personal so I picked up the bottle, poured some into my hands and rubbed it over her feet and lower legs. As I began moving my hands up her inner thighs Sally parted her legs encouraging me to move my hands a little higher.
Sally smiled, “Mmm, that feels nice.”
I was thinking how nice and soft her skin felt after not touching her for so long, could my torture be coming to an end? My optimism was crushed when she suddenly moved her knees together and said, “That’s enough; don’t want you getting any ideas here.”
Clearly the slut had ideas of her own.
The morning wore on and we went to the restaurant for lunch. For once she didn’t flirt with any of the staff and my feelings of optimism began to return and I began to wonder and hope that maybe, just maybe, she was now content that she had got revenge for my affair.
We had a few drinks and a light lunch and sat there talking, laughing; it felt like old times which was what I wanted on this break.
We returned to our veranda and after an afternoon spent relaxing in the warm sun, Sally turned saying, “It’s time to think about getting ready to go out tonight. I fancy clubbing tonight; you up for that Marky?”
It was a rhetorical question, she knew full well I could hardly say no and I suspected with a sense of inevitability that despite us having a ‘normal’ day together that the evening was going to be a rerun of the nights before.
After showering Sally walked round our cabana in just a very tiny black thong, it was see-through and I could see her shaven pussy against it. As she turned round it was to reveal only a small thin piece of material stretched between the rounded cheeks. I felt my cock begin to swell as I looked, her breasts lightly swaying as she walked round her pink nipples poking out.
I had no idea she had such stuff and could only wonder when and where she had bought it and for whose benefit. Wearing or indeed buying such underwear had never been part of our married life prior to coming away and I began to suspect that this might be a part of a plan she had been following for some time. Had I been blind to her ways and all this in my innocent way or was she just plain devious?
We dressed, me in my chino shorts and a short-sleeved shirt whilst Sally wore a very short low cut black dress with lace running across her shoulders and she looked lovely. I held the door open for her and inhaled her perfume as we made our way arm-in-arm to the restaurant. As I looked down on her I could see she had no bra on.
We had our meal, again making small talk which was a bore. Whilst she was talking my mind kept drifting and each time I looked at her loveliness I was thinking to myself maybe if I was a bit more of the alpha male I should just pull her back to our cabana and force her to have sex with me for once.
My reverie was broken when Sally stood up, “Let’s go for a drink in the bar before the nightclub.” She didn’t wait for me to answer and set off, her 4 inch high heels clicking across the restaurant. I followed meekly behind aware as we threaded our way through the tables that all the men (and some of their women) were staring at her as she headed towards the door.
We found a booth and sat surveying the room for a while. A waiter attended to us and regularly took our order and fed us drinks. I was feeling quite relaxed and was quite content to continue with ‘people-watching’ but after a few rums Sally got up, “Let’s go, I feel like dancing.”
The nightclub was dark, the music was loud, and crowded. We walked onto the dance floor and straightaway she was getting lots of looks and she knew it. She looked over to a group of black guys sitting at the bar and then back to me. She giggled, “I think I’m being watched.”
I responded, “I’m not surprised, dressed like that.”
We danced; she placed her arms round my neck and leaning forward she kissed me, our lips pressing together. I could feel my cock responding to this attention, I pulled her closer letting her feel the reaction she was having on me.
“Someone’s getting excited,” she said lightly giggling as she pulled away from me. The music stopped and we headed back to our booth. Moments later one of the guys from the bar walked over towards us. I inwardly groaned and thought, “Here we go.”
He stood by our table, he was very tall, very dark skinned and wore shorts and trainers and a vest top showing his tattoo’s down his arms. In a very thick Jamaican voice asked if Sally fancied a dance with him.
Sally eyed him up and down, looked at me asking, “Do you mind darling?”
That was a first, her asking my permission but I knew she wasn’t asking, she was telling me.
He took her small hand in his and led her toward the dance floor. They were quickly swallowed up by the other dancers and I couldn’t see them as they disappeared into the crowd.
I continued drinking as three other songs played wondering where she was. I hadn’t had a glimpse since she disappeared across the dance floor with that big black guy and I still couldn’t see her. The crowd in the middle of the dance floor started cheering. From my seat I couldn’t see what was happening so I moved over to see what the excitement might be.
I passed through the crowd and suddenly, in the centre of the dance floor, there she was, in the arms of this black guy, her back to him, his arms wrapped round her and her rubbing her firm ass against his leg.
I was shocked and my reaction was to go and grab her. I felt an arm on my shoulder and a voice in a strong Jamaican accent in my ear saying, “Don’t even think about it man.”
I looked at him as he stood menacingly over me. As I tried to move away another black face stood the other side of me. Sally looked over and on seeing me with her face full of excitement she let the black guy run his hand over her ass gently squeezing it.
He was now leading her across the dance floor and soon they found a dark corner and started talking. Sally was laughing running her fingers up and down his arm, whatever he was saying he was getting the reaction he was hoping for; this white lady letting him know he had her attention and she was enjoying it.
I tried to walk towards them but the two black guys either side of me just held me back, I looked towards them knowing I couldn’t take them both on, I continued watching as the black guy moved his hand slowly up Sally’s leg.
Sally was looking deeply into his eyes, holding his arm; her legs slightly parting. One of the guys next to me said, “Your lady is going to get some black cock for sure”; the other guy told me, “Look at her she is loving it.” I could only think to myself she sure does.
The guy moved slightly away from Sally and I could see that they were just by the men’s toilet door. He opened the door and glanced inside; moments later he took her hand and although Sally was shaking her head the guy wasn’t taking no for an answer and he pulled her inside the toilet.
The two guys either side of me grabbed my arms leading me towards the toilet telling me, “You’re going to watch your lady taking black cock.” I thought to myself, “not for the first time.”
They opened the door, I couldn’t believe it, the toilet stunk of piss and there was this black guy and Sally arm in arm kissing.
The two guys lead me inside as a third closed the door behind us, they held me against the far wall as Sally let out long lingering sighs into the mouth of the black guy.
He run his hand up her leg her short dress raising upwards revealing her small black see through thong, one of the two guys with me looked saying, “Wow, she is well up for it.”
He had her pressed against the wall, his tongue deep inside her mouth, his hand finding her thong, Sally moaned even louder as he rubbed her pussy hard against her thong.
He gripped her thong and with a hard tug pulled it from her, Sally jumped but the excitement had taken over her as she parted her legs even wider for him.
He then pushed one of his big black fingers into her pussy, easing it back and forth building up speed finger fucking hard, Sally tipped her head back moving her hips moaning, “yes, that’s it, finger fuck me you bastard.”
He obviously enjoyed hearing her say that as forced his finger even deeper into her. She raised onto tip toes as he was head and shoulders taller that her.
They kissed deeply as his finger thrusted hard back and forth; we could hear her pussy getting wetter as juices started leaking over his finger. He lifted her up with his hands squeezing her firm ass; her ripped thong hanging down between her legs.
Sally wrapped her arms tightly round his neck and he steered her around and placed her on the large ledge making her nearly the same height as him. Her legs parted even more and he pushed his finger back into her pussy. Sally sighed loudly.
The two guys kept telling me things like, “Your lady is going to get a right seeing to here man.”
I said nothing and just watched as the guy pushed a second finger hard into her. Sally just took it, “Yesss, that’s nice ..., harder ... stretch me wider.”
The guy pulled back taking her hand into his helping her down, he laid on her the dirty floor kneeling between her legs, his black hands parting her legs stretching them a far apart as they would go. Sally looked up at him, “That’s good .... Fuck me you bastard.”
He looked down at her smooth shaven pussy and groaned, “Mmm, love white pussy.”
He pulled his shorts down and with no underwear under them, his large black cock sprung free. I could see he was not even hard as did Sally who whispered mockingly, “Oh fuck no, that is far too big for me.”
The black guy moved closer towards her stroking his large cock. Sally watched as it got bigger and thicker in his hand, the tip was touching her pussy, Sally reached out and ineffectively pushed against his legs. He said with a snigger, “Don’t worry lady, your little white pussy will love it.”
The tip of his cock found its target and Sally looked at him open-mouthed but no sound coming out. The two guys holding me were growling, “Do it, fuck her, she wants it, look at her face.”
They were right for Sally nodded and said, “Yeah, Do it, fuck me, I want you.”
He was just about to impale her with that monstrous black cock when he gave a grimace, “Fuck man, this floor is hurting my knees,” he said to no one in particular and with that he pulled her to her feet and bent her over the wash basin. Sally looked towards me through the mirror, licking her lips as he gripped her waist pulling her back, the tip of his cock parted the lips of her pussy. Sally dropped her head downwards moaning softly, “Fuck me, push that cock into me.” She was now begging for it and he complied by giving her another few inches.
He pushed deeper into her causing Sally to cry out, “Stop, it’s too big, I can’t take anymore.” I thought that maybe she really hadn’t been joking when she had complained earlier!
He responded saying, “Relax bitch, enjoy it.”
Sally gripped the basin her hands going white and groaned, “Oh God, oh no ... uh, push it all in.”
The black guy pushed another two inches into her and she cried, “Oh fuck, I have never been so stretched; it’s hurting me.”
He held still not moving and then, moments later, Sally contradicted herself by pushing back against him, wanting more inside her.
Sally was now pushing hard back and the black guy responded and pushed forward his cock now fully inside her. She let out a loud moan breathing heavily, “Oh god, my cunt has never been opened so wide,” telling us all how deep he was inside her.
He pushed her short dress up over her ass and there, before my gaze, was my wife now fucking yet another black guy but this time in a stinking male toilet. She now let go of any pretence that she was being abused, violated or in any pain as she began to grunt and hiss a stream of obscenity, “Come on ... I’m your slut ... fuck me like the slut I really am ... take me, use me, I’m your whore...” and so it went on; I have never heard her talking like this.
The black guy gripped her waist even tighter, pulling her back onto his cock with hard fast thrusting motions. Through his groaning he told us, “She is so fucking tight. I’m going fuck this married pussy good .... before .... filling her .... with my .... spunk.”
The sound of this got Sally going even more, “Oh yes, fill my pussy with your baby making spunk,” she squealed to the background sound of music so loud that people outside couldn’t hear them screaming as they fucked.
The two guys had me wedged firmly between them but that didn’t prevent them getting their cocks out and to begin stroking themselves as they watched their mate fucking my wife. I was transfixed by the sight of it all and I felt myself getting hard; the first time watching her that this had happened to me and I was unashamedly enjoying seeing her getting fucked.
The guy slammed his cock harder into her, her head almost hitting the mirror as he pounded into her, this guy sure knew how to fuck white girls and knew white girls loved taking black cock. One of the guys next to me said, “Once she tasted black she won’t go back.”
I inwardly smirked and thought if only you knew how many black cocks she has had since being here.
The guy was now thrusting so easy to and from her, as he pulled back we could see her white pussy juices was covering his dark cock, Sally lifted herself on her arms, looking over her shoulder towards him smiled and said, “Give me that cum, fuck me.” She then looked my way, “Oh god Mark, it feels so good, he’s so big.”
The two guys by me sniggered, “Told you Man, she would love it.”
They were now stroking their cocks harder, as the black guy fucked Sally, his cock still slamming hard into her, he gripped her pulled her back holding her still, “Oh fuck yes,” he called out.
Sally screamed, “Oh fuck, he’s cumming in me; he’s flooding me .....” and her words trailed off as she squealed out incoherently as she orgasmed on the stiff black rod that was violating her cunt. At the same moment the black guy gave a final thrust and then stood still and I watched his buttocks twitching as he emptied his balls into her.
They seemed like statues for a couple of seconds and then Sally tipped her head back and laughed out loud, “Ohhh, God, he’s filled me with his black cum; he must have knocked me up with that amount,” she told us all with a snigger as he pulled back his black cock covered with his cum and her pussy juices.
Her violator stepped to one side and one of the guys next to me moved forward and pulled Sally off the counter and forced her to her knees in front of him. With one hand he grabbed her hair and pulled her toward him and with the other hand wanking his black cock hard and fast said, “Open that mouth Slut.”
She didn’t seem to be the slightest bit intimidated by his aggression and she opened her mouth and slipped her tongue out to lick the tip of his cock. She squeezed his balls, “Come on, cum in my mouth, I dare you.”
He needed no encouragement and rubbing even faster he pulled her forward, “It’s coming Slut.”
Sally squeezed his balls tighter, “Oh fuck here it cums...” and moments later his white sticky cum shot into her mouth. She kept her mouth wide open as shot after shot went into her mouth.
He looked down at the last dribbles saying, “Swallow it.” Sally looked up and closing her mouth obliged. We heard her take a deep swallow and she opened her mouth showing him, showing us, it had all gone, that she had swallowed his load as he had instructed her.
The other guy continued to wank his stiff cock as we stood there looking on. Then with a grunt he began to shoot his cum and was close enough to Sally who was still on her knees for his cum to splatter and string over her head and hair. She felt the warmth and turned to smile her approval. I stood stock still but I was aware that I must have cum in my pants as I felt my spunk began to run and dribble down my leg. God, it was then that I realised how much I had been so turned on by it all.
I stood there limply watching as they all sorted themselves out before they left the toilet. I followed them as they walked back toward the entrance of the disco where, as I stood dutifully to one side, they all took turns to kiss Sally deeply before all thanking her for the live sex show. Whilst they were so occupied I picked up a half-filled glass that was on an adjacent shelf and then made a fuss as I pretended to have had an accident of spilling the contents down the front of my cum-stained shorts. They didn’t give any indication they had seen but at least I now had an excuse as to why my clothes were wet!
We left them and headed back towards our cabana. As we wandered along the path, I summonsed the courage to ask her, “How could you do that after what you had said?”
She replied in an off-hand fashion, “There was something about him, I just couldn’t say no.”
We walked on and she dropped her thong into a rubbish bin saying with a laugh, “Can’t wear these again....”
We entered our cabana, she removed her crumpled dress and held it up to reveal it was well splattered with drying globs of cum. She bundled it up and throwing it into her case said, “... certainly can’t wear this again.”
She glanced at me and my wet shorts and added spitefully, “You look a mess. Pity you only spilt a drink and not anything else ...” Little did she know.
She lay back on the bed, legs parted, and opening the lips of her pussy looked at me and said, “I think he might be the one who could’ve knocked me up; he filled me with so much cum.” She had a big smile written all over her face.
I didn’t give her the satisfaction of seeing how much her taunts were getting to me but just turned away and got into bed thinking, “I paid for this trip just to watch her fuck any black cock trying to get pregnant; she must really hate me.”
*******
I awoke before her and slipped out of bed and made my quiet way into the bathroom where I washed my hands and my stomach and cleaned off the evidence of my solitary pleasure. God, I must have cum a bucket load. I dressed and pondered if I was actually getting ready for another day of Sally acting the slut again today. I looked out of the patio doors and at the sun lounger that she had fucked Rufus on last night and concluded, yes; she most probably would be acting the complete slut.
I made myself a coffee and was about to go and sit on the veranda when Sally walked out of the bedroom. I turned and looked at her; “Oh yes, I’d love a coffee too; Like my new bikini?” she asked.
“Good Morning to you too,” I said as sarcastically as I could muster. I eyed her up and down and continued, “Hmm, I see it doesn’t cover much but I guess if you are going to be a dirty black cock slut then you want to let everyone take notice.”
Sally just laughed at me, “Well spotted, I guess that’s just what I am, but I’d still like a coffee” she shamelessly replied with that familiar smirk on her face.
I looked her over, the new pink bikini was indeed very sexy but I wasn’t going to tell her that.
We walked outside and the warm air hit us. She sat on the sun lounger and looking towards me said, “Mmm, last night Rufus fucked me so good on here. I can still smell the scent of him on it.”
I deliberately ignored her comment and said, “I’m famished. Let’s go and get some breakfast.”
For once we seemed to agree on something. A small step, I thought, as we sat and ate our meal.
As the morning wore on it became steadily hotter. I sat reading; she was laid out on the lounger pecking away at her phone. We had hardly said a word to each other since breakfast when Sally asked if I minded putting some sun screen on her legs. Despite my feelings toward her I wasn’t going to pass up the chance of getting close and personal so I picked up the bottle, poured some into my hands and rubbed it over her feet and lower legs. As I began moving my hands up her inner thighs Sally parted her legs encouraging me to move my hands a little higher.
Sally smiled, “Mmm, that feels nice.”
I was thinking how nice and soft her skin felt after not touching her for so long, could my torture be coming to an end? My optimism was crushed when she suddenly moved her knees together and said, “That’s enough; don’t want you getting any ideas here.”
Clearly the slut had ideas of her own.
The morning wore on and we went to the restaurant for lunch. For once she didn’t flirt with any of the staff and my feelings of optimism began to return and I began to wonder and hope that maybe, just maybe, she was now content that she had got revenge for my affair.
We had a few drinks and a light lunch and sat there talking, laughing; it felt like old times which was what I wanted on this break.
We returned to our veranda and after an afternoon spent relaxing in the warm sun, Sally turned saying, “It’s time to think about getting ready to go out tonight. I fancy clubbing tonight; you up for that Marky?”
It was a rhetorical question, she knew full well I could hardly say no and I suspected with a sense of inevitability that despite us having a ‘normal’ day together that the evening was going to be a rerun of the nights before.
After showering Sally walked round our cabana in just a very tiny black thong, it was see-through and I could see her shaven pussy against it. As she turned round it was to reveal only a small thin piece of material stretched between the rounded cheeks. I felt my cock begin to swell as I looked, her breasts lightly swaying as she walked round her pink nipples poking out.
I had no idea she had such stuff and could only wonder when and where she had bought it and for whose benefit. Wearing or indeed buying such underwear had never been part of our married life prior to coming away and I began to suspect that this might be a part of a plan she had been following for some time. Had I been blind to her ways and all this in my innocent way or was she just plain devious?
We dressed, me in my chino shorts and a short-sleeved shirt whilst Sally wore a very short low cut black dress with lace running across her shoulders and she looked lovely. I held the door open for her and inhaled her perfume as we made our way arm-in-arm to the restaurant. As I looked down on her I could see she had no bra on.
We had our meal, again making small talk which was a bore. Whilst she was talking my mind kept drifting and each time I looked at her loveliness I was thinking to myself maybe if I was a bit more of the alpha male I should just pull her back to our cabana and force her to have sex with me for once.
My reverie was broken when Sally stood up, “Let’s go for a drink in the bar before the nightclub.” She didn’t wait for me to answer and set off, her 4 inch high heels clicking across the restaurant. I followed meekly behind aware as we threaded our way through the tables that all the men (and some of their women) were staring at her as she headed towards the door.
We found a booth and sat surveying the room for a while. A waiter attended to us and regularly took our order and fed us drinks. I was feeling quite relaxed and was quite content to continue with ‘people-watching’ but after a few rums Sally got up, “Let’s go, I feel like dancing.”
The nightclub was dark, the music was loud, and crowded. We walked onto the dance floor and straightaway she was getting lots of looks and she knew it. She looked over to a group of black guys sitting at the bar and then back to me. She giggled, “I think I’m being watched.”
I responded, “I’m not surprised, dressed like that.”
We danced; she placed her arms round my neck and leaning forward she kissed me, our lips pressing together. I could feel my cock responding to this attention, I pulled her closer letting her feel the reaction she was having on me.
“Someone’s getting excited,” she said lightly giggling as she pulled away from me. The music stopped and we headed back to our booth. Moments later one of the guys from the bar walked over towards us. I inwardly groaned and thought, “Here we go.”
He stood by our table, he was very tall, very dark skinned and wore shorts and trainers and a vest top showing his tattoo’s down his arms. In a very thick Jamaican voice asked if Sally fancied a dance with him.
Sally eyed him up and down, looked at me asking, “Do you mind darling?”
That was a first, her asking my permission but I knew she wasn’t asking, she was telling me.
He took her small hand in his and led her toward the dance floor. They were quickly swallowed up by the other dancers and I couldn’t see them as they disappeared into the crowd.
I continued drinking as three other songs played wondering where she was. I hadn’t had a glimpse since she disappeared across the dance floor with that big black guy and I still couldn’t see her. The crowd in the middle of the dance floor started cheering. From my seat I couldn’t see what was happening so I moved over to see what the excitement might be.
I passed through the crowd and suddenly, in the centre of the dance floor, there she was, in the arms of this black guy, her back to him, his arms wrapped round her and her rubbing her firm ass against his leg.
I was shocked and my reaction was to go and grab her. I felt an arm on my shoulder and a voice in a strong Jamaican accent in my ear saying, “Don’t even think about it man.”
I looked at him as he stood menacingly over me. As I tried to move away another black face stood the other side of me. Sally looked over and on seeing me with her face full of excitement she let the black guy run his hand over her ass gently squeezing it.
He was now leading her across the dance floor and soon they found a dark corner and started talking. Sally was laughing running her fingers up and down his arm, whatever he was saying he was getting the reaction he was hoping for; this white lady letting him know he had her attention and she was enjoying it.
I tried to walk towards them but the two black guys either side of me just held me back, I looked towards them knowing I couldn’t take them both on, I continued watching as the black guy moved his hand slowly up Sally’s leg.
Sally was looking deeply into his eyes, holding his arm; her legs slightly parting. One of the guys next to me said, “Your lady is going to get some black cock for sure”; the other guy told me, “Look at her she is loving it.” I could only think to myself she sure does.
The guy moved slightly away from Sally and I could see that they were just by the men’s toilet door. He opened the door and glanced inside; moments later he took her hand and although Sally was shaking her head the guy wasn’t taking no for an answer and he pulled her inside the toilet.
The two guys either side of me grabbed my arms leading me towards the toilet telling me, “You’re going to watch your lady taking black cock.” I thought to myself, “not for the first time.”
They opened the door, I couldn’t believe it, the toilet stunk of piss and there was this black guy and Sally arm in arm kissing.
The two guys lead me inside as a third closed the door behind us, they held me against the far wall as Sally let out long lingering sighs into the mouth of the black guy.
He run his hand up her leg her short dress raising upwards revealing her small black see through thong, one of the two guys with me looked saying, “Wow, she is well up for it.”
He had her pressed against the wall, his tongue deep inside her mouth, his hand finding her thong, Sally moaned even louder as he rubbed her pussy hard against her thong.
He gripped her thong and with a hard tug pulled it from her, Sally jumped but the excitement had taken over her as she parted her legs even wider for him.
He then pushed one of his big black fingers into her pussy, easing it back and forth building up speed finger fucking hard, Sally tipped her head back moving her hips moaning, “yes, that’s it, finger fuck me you bastard.”
He obviously enjoyed hearing her say that as forced his finger even deeper into her. She raised onto tip toes as he was head and shoulders taller that her.
They kissed deeply as his finger thrusted hard back and forth; we could hear her pussy getting wetter as juices started leaking over his finger. He lifted her up with his hands squeezing her firm ass; her ripped thong hanging down between her legs.
Sally wrapped her arms tightly round his neck and he steered her around and placed her on the large ledge making her nearly the same height as him. Her legs parted even more and he pushed his finger back into her pussy. Sally sighed loudly.
The two guys kept telling me things like, “Your lady is going to get a right seeing to here man.”
I said nothing and just watched as the guy pushed a second finger hard into her. Sally just took it, “Yesss, that’s nice ..., harder ... stretch me wider.”
The guy pulled back taking her hand into his helping her down, he laid on her the dirty floor kneeling between her legs, his black hands parting her legs stretching them a far apart as they would go. Sally looked up at him, “That’s good .... Fuck me you bastard.”
He looked down at her smooth shaven pussy and groaned, “Mmm, love white pussy.”
He pulled his shorts down and with no underwear under them, his large black cock sprung free. I could see he was not even hard as did Sally who whispered mockingly, “Oh fuck no, that is far too big for me.”
The black guy moved closer towards her stroking his large cock. Sally watched as it got bigger and thicker in his hand, the tip was touching her pussy, Sally reached out and ineffectively pushed against his legs. He said with a snigger, “Don’t worry lady, your little white pussy will love it.”
The tip of his cock found its target and Sally looked at him open-mouthed but no sound coming out. The two guys holding me were growling, “Do it, fuck her, she wants it, look at her face.”
They were right for Sally nodded and said, “Yeah, Do it, fuck me, I want you.”
He was just about to impale her with that monstrous black cock when he gave a grimace, “Fuck man, this floor is hurting my knees,” he said to no one in particular and with that he pulled her to her feet and bent her over the wash basin. Sally looked towards me through the mirror, licking her lips as he gripped her waist pulling her back, the tip of his cock parted the lips of her pussy. Sally dropped her head downwards moaning softly, “Fuck me, push that cock into me.” She was now begging for it and he complied by giving her another few inches.
He pushed deeper into her causing Sally to cry out, “Stop, it’s too big, I can’t take anymore.” I thought that maybe she really hadn’t been joking when she had complained earlier!
He responded saying, “Relax bitch, enjoy it.”
Sally gripped the basin her hands going white and groaned, “Oh God, oh no ... uh, push it all in.”
The black guy pushed another two inches into her and she cried, “Oh fuck, I have never been so stretched; it’s hurting me.”
He held still not moving and then, moments later, Sally contradicted herself by pushing back against him, wanting more inside her.
Sally was now pushing hard back and the black guy responded and pushed forward his cock now fully inside her. She let out a loud moan breathing heavily, “Oh god, my cunt has never been opened so wide,” telling us all how deep he was inside her.
He pushed her short dress up over her ass and there, before my gaze, was my wife now fucking yet another black guy but this time in a stinking male toilet. She now let go of any pretence that she was being abused, violated or in any pain as she began to grunt and hiss a stream of obscenity, “Come on ... I’m your slut ... fuck me like the slut I really am ... take me, use me, I’m your whore...” and so it went on; I have never heard her talking like this.
The black guy gripped her waist even tighter, pulling her back onto his cock with hard fast thrusting motions. Through his groaning he told us, “She is so fucking tight. I’m going fuck this married pussy good .... before .... filling her .... with my .... spunk.”
The sound of this got Sally going even more, “Oh yes, fill my pussy with your baby making spunk,” she squealed to the background sound of music so loud that people outside couldn’t hear them screaming as they fucked.
The two guys had me wedged firmly between them but that didn’t prevent them getting their cocks out and to begin stroking themselves as they watched their mate fucking my wife. I was transfixed by the sight of it all and I felt myself getting hard; the first time watching her that this had happened to me and I was unashamedly enjoying seeing her getting fucked.
The guy slammed his cock harder into her, her head almost hitting the mirror as he pounded into her, this guy sure knew how to fuck white girls and knew white girls loved taking black cock. One of the guys next to me said, “Once she tasted black she won’t go back.”
I inwardly smirked and thought if only you knew how many black cocks she has had since being here.
The guy was now thrusting so easy to and from her, as he pulled back we could see her white pussy juices was covering his dark cock, Sally lifted herself on her arms, looking over her shoulder towards him smiled and said, “Give me that cum, fuck me.” She then looked my way, “Oh god Mark, it feels so good, he’s so big.”
The two guys by me sniggered, “Told you Man, she would love it.”
They were now stroking their cocks harder, as the black guy fucked Sally, his cock still slamming hard into her, he gripped her pulled her back holding her still, “Oh fuck yes,” he called out.
Sally screamed, “Oh fuck, he’s cumming in me; he’s flooding me .....” and her words trailed off as she squealed out incoherently as she orgasmed on the stiff black rod that was violating her cunt. At the same moment the black guy gave a final thrust and then stood still and I watched his buttocks twitching as he emptied his balls into her.
They seemed like statues for a couple of seconds and then Sally tipped her head back and laughed out loud, “Ohhh, God, he’s filled me with his black cum; he must have knocked me up with that amount,” she told us all with a snigger as he pulled back his black cock covered with his cum and her pussy juices.
Her violator stepped to one side and one of the guys next to me moved forward and pulled Sally off the counter and forced her to her knees in front of him. With one hand he grabbed her hair and pulled her toward him and with the other hand wanking his black cock hard and fast said, “Open that mouth Slut.”
She didn’t seem to be the slightest bit intimidated by his aggression and she opened her mouth and slipped her tongue out to lick the tip of his cock. She squeezed his balls, “Come on, cum in my mouth, I dare you.”
He needed no encouragement and rubbing even faster he pulled her forward, “It’s coming Slut.”
Sally squeezed his balls tighter, “Oh fuck here it cums...” and moments later his white sticky cum shot into her mouth. She kept her mouth wide open as shot after shot went into her mouth.
He looked down at the last dribbles saying, “Swallow it.” Sally looked up and closing her mouth obliged. We heard her take a deep swallow and she opened her mouth showing him, showing us, it had all gone, that she had swallowed his load as he had instructed her.
The other guy continued to wank his stiff cock as we stood there looking on. Then with a grunt he began to shoot his cum and was close enough to Sally who was still on her knees for his cum to splatter and string over her head and hair. She felt the warmth and turned to smile her approval. I stood stock still but I was aware that I must have cum in my pants as I felt my spunk began to run and dribble down my leg. God, it was then that I realised how much I had been so turned on by it all.
I stood there limply watching as they all sorted themselves out before they left the toilet. I followed them as they walked back toward the entrance of the disco where, as I stood dutifully to one side, they all took turns to kiss Sally deeply before all thanking her for the live sex show. Whilst they were so occupied I picked up a half-filled glass that was on an adjacent shelf and then made a fuss as I pretended to have had an accident of spilling the contents down the front of my cum-stained shorts. They didn’t give any indication they had seen but at least I now had an excuse as to why my clothes were wet!
We left them and headed back towards our cabana. As we wandered along the path, I summonsed the courage to ask her, “How could you do that after what you had said?”
She replied in an off-hand fashion, “There was something about him, I just couldn’t say no.”
We walked on and she dropped her thong into a rubbish bin saying with a laugh, “Can’t wear these again....”
We entered our cabana, she removed her crumpled dress and held it up to reveal it was well splattered with drying globs of cum. She bundled it up and throwing it into her case said, “... certainly can’t wear this again.”
She glanced at me and my wet shorts and added spitefully, “You look a mess. Pity you only spilt a drink and not anything else ...” Little did she know.
She lay back on the bed, legs parted, and opening the lips of her pussy looked at me and said, “I think he might be the one who could’ve knocked me up; he filled me with so much cum.” She had a big smile written all over her face.
I didn’t give her the satisfaction of seeing how much her taunts were getting to me but just turned away and got into bed thinking, “I paid for this trip just to watch her fuck any black cock trying to get pregnant; she must really hate me.”
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