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Anita pays a bet again.
When we lived in L.A., my dear Victor used to play poker with friends on Friday.
That was Friday night and my loving hubby had promised me a romantic dinner outside to celebrate his new promotion in the firm.
So, I was in my bedroom thinking to wear a little black dress, a sexy garter belt and stockings with sexy high heels. My cunt started to get wet thinking a sensual night after the romance…
I was in the process of completing my hair and makeup when the doorbell rang.
I heard Victor going to open the front door and then the well-known voices of his poker buddies filled the dining room downstairs.
My hubby came up stairs and apologized for the intrusion, but he had forgot to cancel the poker meeting and as two of the guys had drove from far away, so he let them in to play a few hands.
“But, honey, you promised me a romantic night out!!!” I yelled at him.
“Sorry love, it will be less than an hour and then we can go out, I promise”
“It better be only less than an hour!” I hissed.
My husband kissed me on my lips and ran back downstairs to his buddies.
The usual poker bunch always consisted of his office friend Nick, a nice neighbor called James and his tennis partner Julius. But tonight I heard an additional voice, a deep one I had not heard before.
I continued getting ready for our date night stepping into my high heels.
I stepped into the black lycra dress and pulled it up over my bare breasts and slipped my arms through the shoulder straps. Adjusting my breasts under the skin-tight dress I checked that my garter straps were not visible. The night was warm and I decided not to wear panties… Victor used to love that…
I had a last sight in front of the full length mirror and decided to go downstairs and join the guys with a glass of red wine whilst they finished their game.
As I walked into the dining room the guys cheered me with some wolf whistles admiring my sexy outfit. Then I recognized the new player. It was Francis, a huge black man from my husband’s office. I barely had met him at a firm meeting.
Victor had spoken of Francis on numerous occasions about how he had fucked almost every woman in the firm and was to be credited as having a magnificent huge piece of cock.
I did not mind about his cock’s size, but one thing was for sure: Francis was a real hot guy.
I went over to the wine rack, selected a bottle and offered it to the table to open.
Francis thanked me politely, grabbed the bottle gently and suddenly arose from the table to reveal the rest of his magnificent physique and opened the bottle.
He picked up my glass tilting the bottle at the perfect angle as he poured me a very large glass of red wine. Handing me the glass our fingers brushed each other’s and a spark of electricity shot through my pussy. I smiled and thanked Francis as he returned to the table to continue his game.
I must have been getting ready longer than I thought as I could see now the only players at the table were my husband and Francis. The other guys said it was not a lucky night for all of them, so, they decided to leave.
“Tell you what Francis, we shall play this last hand, the winner takes all!”
Francis looked at Victor and said. “You don’t have enough chips to make that bet!”
“What if I used my wife as stake?” He enquired smiling.
“Are you sure, Vic, if we go all in and I win then I get your nice wife?”. He asked.
“Yes, but you only could get a blow job from her!”, Victor answered, still smiling.
I was looking on the whole dialogue and could not believe my ears. These two assholes were discussing about my sexual prowess as a stake in a bet.
Part of me wanted to kick Victor’s ass, but the other part of me was turning me on and intrigued at the outcome.
“Well, I shall take the bet!” said Francis. “But if I win she will come home with me and will give me a good blow job there”. He replied.
Victor turned over his cards to display a nice flush, but his happiness lasted no longer when Francis showed him a full house.
Grabbing the hand of the huge black man I yelled: “C'mon your prize awaits!”
Francis picked up the money from the table, winked at my husband and then followed me out of the door.
He held the door of his car open as I sat my long stocking clad legs inside.
Closing the door on me I looked over at my front door to see Victor framing the entrance with a look of total disbelief. Somebody would enjoy my body that Friday night, but it would not be my loving husband for sure.
Francis climbed into the car, closed his door and turned the engine on.
“Do you think he has suffered enough yet, Ana? You can jump out anytime you want!”
“Forget it; he made the bet without consulting me. So to keep my husband’s word I owe you one blow job in your house!”
After we started our way I placed my hand on Francis’s muscular thigh and ran it up and down the impressive muscle. His jeans were very tight and I could feel all the hardness of his massive cock through the fabric.
Francis smiled and placed his hand on my thigh stroking the inner thigh very softly.
I opened my legs wide for him exposing my shaved pussy to him as his masculine fingertips gently stroked my wet naked labia. His fingers began a soft tickling manipulation as my pussy opened to allow him further access. My juices were flowing wildly as his index finger slid inside my bald cunt.
He began to expertly finger fuck me as I thrashed away on the soft leather seat. Still fingering me he pulled into his drive opening his garage door in the process. He drove into his garage and switched off the car engine.
Leaning across to me he kissed me gently, as I moved my wandering hand up his thigh till I made contact with his crotch.
He whispered in my ear: “Let’s take this inside and get more comfortable!”
He walked me through the lounge then upstairs to a mezzanine level. Opening the door he led me into his bachelor bedroom. One wall was floor to ceiling covered by mirrors; another wall had a giant TV screen opposite a king size four poster bed.
A video camera was placed on top of a tripod pointing to the bed.
Bob dimmed the lights and approached to me saying:
“It’s a pity the bet was only a blow job”.
“That was a bet with my husband. I bet you here that you cannot fuck me!...”
I stood up before him and pulled my little black dress over my head revealing my sheer stockings and garter belt framing my shaved pussy; my nipples already achingly erect. Francis unzipped his jeans and pulled them down his thighs. His massive weapon poked over the waistband. Pulling his boxers down I knelt before him and began to worship this huge piece of black cock.
Giving the best blow job I ever thought possible I heard Francis moan and groan as my tongue and lips feasted on his colossal cock. I got off my knees, straddled his black thighs and slowly impaled myself on Francis huge cock.
“Oops! Looks like I have lost my bet” I giggled as I began to ride that black snake…
Panting ferociously I could barely breath: “My cunt is all yours, Francis, fuck me!”.
Francis willingly obeyed and lifted me up with his cock still deep inside me then placed me gently on my back. He thrust his cock deep inside me as my silky legs wrapped around his back, resting my high heels on his firm buttocks.
The black man fucked me into a frenzy way, driving his huge cock deep inside me as his heavy balls slapped against my ass. Our mouths locked as we fucked this way for what seemed like at least two hours. It was really incredible.
I lost count of the number of great orgasms I enjoyed with his dick buried in me.
Francis was drenched in sweat as he whispered he was about to come. I slid from beneath and positioned myself with my lips open, as his wonderful spurt of thick creamy cum splashed into my open mouth. His cock never lost hardness.
“Would you like to go again and record it?” I asked. “But for your eyes only!” .
Francis set the camera in motion and suddenly I appeared on the big TV screen. He came back to the bed with a bottle of lube oil. Pouring some of the oil over my tits and pussy he began to rub the smooth liquid into my skin. Turning me over he rubbed some on my back and butt then began to pay special attention to my asshole. I raised myself up on my knees parting my legs exposing my ass and pussy to the camera.
Francis splashed a little oil on my asshole and began to slide his finger in and out of my ass. Kneeling behind me he slid his cock deep inside my pussy and began to slowly fuck me.
He shoved his full cock length deep inside my pussy, then withdrawn everything but the tip. He repeated this teasing action for about another fifteen minutes, giving me countless orgasm in the process. I placed my hands behind my back holding my butt cheeks apart and turning my head to him I pleaded crying:
“Please, Francis, fuck me in the ass, right now”.
He then splashed a little bit more oil on my puckered ring and withdrew his massive cock from my pussy. Placing the tip of his black serpent inside my ring, he slowly fed the entire impressive length into my hungry ass. My ass had never experienced sensations like this. Stretched and full I could feel the burning heat of his cock as he slowly slid in and out of my ass. Stretching the flesh of my ring as it grasped his invading meat. A powerful orgasm burst through me as he fucked me.
He fucked my ass expertly, giving me another anal orgasm. He told me he was about to come and I said him to grab my lycra dress. I wanted his cock spurting his warm seed splashed on my dress, as a prize for my loving Victor…
I lay back on the bed in afterglow of this glorious fuck. My legs wide open showing my naked pussy and gaping asshole to the video camera.
“I need to get back to my husband!” I said as we both got off the bed.
Francis passed me my cum drenched dress as I slid it over my well fucked body.
“I’ll give you a lift home if you let me fuck you again!” said my new black lover.
I sucked his beautiful dick all the way to my house stopping outside our drive as he finished off in my mouth; I gave him one last kiss and said to call me next week.
Victor had heard the engine of Francis car and he opened the door to see me looking like I had truly been well fucked which is exactly what had happened.
As I stepped into the hallway he closed the door. Looking at the semen stains on my black dress and my hair and makeup he asked if I had fucked him.
“Seems to be you were not the only one to lose a bet”. I answered him smiling.
Then he made me bend over lifting my dress up and rammed his fingers inside me, feeling the fresh warm seed that Francis had let there.
“You let him fuck your ass also!”. He cried desperately in sorrow.
“Oh yes and it was divine” I panted as Victor shoved now his hard cock deep inside my well lubricated and stretched cunt.
He fucked me three more times that night until exhaustion got the better of us.
And still I have Francis phone card…
When we lived in L.A., my dear Victor used to play poker with friends on Friday.
That was Friday night and my loving hubby had promised me a romantic dinner outside to celebrate his new promotion in the firm.
So, I was in my bedroom thinking to wear a little black dress, a sexy garter belt and stockings with sexy high heels. My cunt started to get wet thinking a sensual night after the romance…
I was in the process of completing my hair and makeup when the doorbell rang.
I heard Victor going to open the front door and then the well-known voices of his poker buddies filled the dining room downstairs.
My hubby came up stairs and apologized for the intrusion, but he had forgot to cancel the poker meeting and as two of the guys had drove from far away, so he let them in to play a few hands.
“But, honey, you promised me a romantic night out!!!” I yelled at him.
“Sorry love, it will be less than an hour and then we can go out, I promise”
“It better be only less than an hour!” I hissed.
My husband kissed me on my lips and ran back downstairs to his buddies.
The usual poker bunch always consisted of his office friend Nick, a nice neighbor called James and his tennis partner Julius. But tonight I heard an additional voice, a deep one I had not heard before.
I continued getting ready for our date night stepping into my high heels.
I stepped into the black lycra dress and pulled it up over my bare breasts and slipped my arms through the shoulder straps. Adjusting my breasts under the skin-tight dress I checked that my garter straps were not visible. The night was warm and I decided not to wear panties… Victor used to love that…
I had a last sight in front of the full length mirror and decided to go downstairs and join the guys with a glass of red wine whilst they finished their game.
As I walked into the dining room the guys cheered me with some wolf whistles admiring my sexy outfit. Then I recognized the new player. It was Francis, a huge black man from my husband’s office. I barely had met him at a firm meeting.
Victor had spoken of Francis on numerous occasions about how he had fucked almost every woman in the firm and was to be credited as having a magnificent huge piece of cock.
I did not mind about his cock’s size, but one thing was for sure: Francis was a real hot guy.
I went over to the wine rack, selected a bottle and offered it to the table to open.
Francis thanked me politely, grabbed the bottle gently and suddenly arose from the table to reveal the rest of his magnificent physique and opened the bottle.
He picked up my glass tilting the bottle at the perfect angle as he poured me a very large glass of red wine. Handing me the glass our fingers brushed each other’s and a spark of electricity shot through my pussy. I smiled and thanked Francis as he returned to the table to continue his game.
I must have been getting ready longer than I thought as I could see now the only players at the table were my husband and Francis. The other guys said it was not a lucky night for all of them, so, they decided to leave.
“Tell you what Francis, we shall play this last hand, the winner takes all!”
Francis looked at Victor and said. “You don’t have enough chips to make that bet!”
“What if I used my wife as stake?” He enquired smiling.
“Are you sure, Vic, if we go all in and I win then I get your nice wife?”. He asked.
“Yes, but you only could get a blow job from her!”, Victor answered, still smiling.
I was looking on the whole dialogue and could not believe my ears. These two assholes were discussing about my sexual prowess as a stake in a bet.
Part of me wanted to kick Victor’s ass, but the other part of me was turning me on and intrigued at the outcome.
“Well, I shall take the bet!” said Francis. “But if I win she will come home with me and will give me a good blow job there”. He replied.
Victor turned over his cards to display a nice flush, but his happiness lasted no longer when Francis showed him a full house.
Grabbing the hand of the huge black man I yelled: “C'mon your prize awaits!”
Francis picked up the money from the table, winked at my husband and then followed me out of the door.
He held the door of his car open as I sat my long stocking clad legs inside.
Closing the door on me I looked over at my front door to see Victor framing the entrance with a look of total disbelief. Somebody would enjoy my body that Friday night, but it would not be my loving husband for sure.
Francis climbed into the car, closed his door and turned the engine on.
“Do you think he has suffered enough yet, Ana? You can jump out anytime you want!”
“Forget it; he made the bet without consulting me. So to keep my husband’s word I owe you one blow job in your house!”
After we started our way I placed my hand on Francis’s muscular thigh and ran it up and down the impressive muscle. His jeans were very tight and I could feel all the hardness of his massive cock through the fabric.
Francis smiled and placed his hand on my thigh stroking the inner thigh very softly.
I opened my legs wide for him exposing my shaved pussy to him as his masculine fingertips gently stroked my wet naked labia. His fingers began a soft tickling manipulation as my pussy opened to allow him further access. My juices were flowing wildly as his index finger slid inside my bald cunt.
He began to expertly finger fuck me as I thrashed away on the soft leather seat. Still fingering me he pulled into his drive opening his garage door in the process. He drove into his garage and switched off the car engine.
Leaning across to me he kissed me gently, as I moved my wandering hand up his thigh till I made contact with his crotch.
He whispered in my ear: “Let’s take this inside and get more comfortable!”
He walked me through the lounge then upstairs to a mezzanine level. Opening the door he led me into his bachelor bedroom. One wall was floor to ceiling covered by mirrors; another wall had a giant TV screen opposite a king size four poster bed.
A video camera was placed on top of a tripod pointing to the bed.
Bob dimmed the lights and approached to me saying:
“It’s a pity the bet was only a blow job”.
“That was a bet with my husband. I bet you here that you cannot fuck me!...”
I stood up before him and pulled my little black dress over my head revealing my sheer stockings and garter belt framing my shaved pussy; my nipples already achingly erect. Francis unzipped his jeans and pulled them down his thighs. His massive weapon poked over the waistband. Pulling his boxers down I knelt before him and began to worship this huge piece of black cock.
Giving the best blow job I ever thought possible I heard Francis moan and groan as my tongue and lips feasted on his colossal cock. I got off my knees, straddled his black thighs and slowly impaled myself on Francis huge cock.
“Oops! Looks like I have lost my bet” I giggled as I began to ride that black snake…
Panting ferociously I could barely breath: “My cunt is all yours, Francis, fuck me!”.
Francis willingly obeyed and lifted me up with his cock still deep inside me then placed me gently on my back. He thrust his cock deep inside me as my silky legs wrapped around his back, resting my high heels on his firm buttocks.
The black man fucked me into a frenzy way, driving his huge cock deep inside me as his heavy balls slapped against my ass. Our mouths locked as we fucked this way for what seemed like at least two hours. It was really incredible.
I lost count of the number of great orgasms I enjoyed with his dick buried in me.
Francis was drenched in sweat as he whispered he was about to come. I slid from beneath and positioned myself with my lips open, as his wonderful spurt of thick creamy cum splashed into my open mouth. His cock never lost hardness.
“Would you like to go again and record it?” I asked. “But for your eyes only!” .
Francis set the camera in motion and suddenly I appeared on the big TV screen. He came back to the bed with a bottle of lube oil. Pouring some of the oil over my tits and pussy he began to rub the smooth liquid into my skin. Turning me over he rubbed some on my back and butt then began to pay special attention to my asshole. I raised myself up on my knees parting my legs exposing my ass and pussy to the camera.
Francis splashed a little oil on my asshole and began to slide his finger in and out of my ass. Kneeling behind me he slid his cock deep inside my pussy and began to slowly fuck me.
He shoved his full cock length deep inside my pussy, then withdrawn everything but the tip. He repeated this teasing action for about another fifteen minutes, giving me countless orgasm in the process. I placed my hands behind my back holding my butt cheeks apart and turning my head to him I pleaded crying:
“Please, Francis, fuck me in the ass, right now”.
He then splashed a little bit more oil on my puckered ring and withdrew his massive cock from my pussy. Placing the tip of his black serpent inside my ring, he slowly fed the entire impressive length into my hungry ass. My ass had never experienced sensations like this. Stretched and full I could feel the burning heat of his cock as he slowly slid in and out of my ass. Stretching the flesh of my ring as it grasped his invading meat. A powerful orgasm burst through me as he fucked me.
He fucked my ass expertly, giving me another anal orgasm. He told me he was about to come and I said him to grab my lycra dress. I wanted his cock spurting his warm seed splashed on my dress, as a prize for my loving Victor…
I lay back on the bed in afterglow of this glorious fuck. My legs wide open showing my naked pussy and gaping asshole to the video camera.
“I need to get back to my husband!” I said as we both got off the bed.
Francis passed me my cum drenched dress as I slid it over my well fucked body.
“I’ll give you a lift home if you let me fuck you again!” said my new black lover.
I sucked his beautiful dick all the way to my house stopping outside our drive as he finished off in my mouth; I gave him one last kiss and said to call me next week.
Victor had heard the engine of Francis car and he opened the door to see me looking like I had truly been well fucked which is exactly what had happened.
As I stepped into the hallway he closed the door. Looking at the semen stains on my black dress and my hair and makeup he asked if I had fucked him.
“Seems to be you were not the only one to lose a bet”. I answered him smiling.
Then he made me bend over lifting my dress up and rammed his fingers inside me, feeling the fresh warm seed that Francis had let there.
“You let him fuck your ass also!”. He cried desperately in sorrow.
“Oh yes and it was divine” I panted as Victor shoved now his hard cock deep inside my well lubricated and stretched cunt.
He fucked me three more times that night until exhaustion got the better of us.
And still I have Francis phone card…
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