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That unusual weekend, I had the chance of some heavy paperwork and business trips passing just by my side: so my Boss finally told me I could take my sexy wife out of town.
Anita accepted we could spend a couple days at Las Vegas.
While she was getting her stuff ready, Ana told me she had bought a very sexy black dress; a very tiny one, to wear with some sexy stilettos…
The first night there, my sensual wife wore a blue dress that covered mostly of her perfect legs, but it had a sexy cut on the side that sometimes showed her nicely toned calves.
We started with a drink at the bar while we waited for our table to have dinner. Ana really looked awesome that night.
She made turn most of the heads of the single men at the bar and even some of the men who were with their wives…
I noticed one black guy at the bar that had a particular interest in my little wife. I saw him looking at her on multiple occasions in a more brazen manner than the other men there.
When she got up to go to the restroom, I got up to help her off her seat. Ana then showed her pretty tanned legs when her dress rode up by her thighs… The black man got also the better view of Ana’s legs from his seat.
When she returned he watched her again with a bright of real lust in his eyes...
After dinner Anita grabbed my hand and asked me to go back to our room. As soon as I closed the door, she came up to me, placed her arms on my shoulders, pressed against me and rubbed her crotch on mine. She was horny for my dick…
I responded quickly, unzipping her dress, pulling it down and ripping her panties off of her. I knew she was ready. She climbed on me and I pushed my rock hard cock deep inside her wet pussy. That night Ana was extra loud as we fucked…
In the next morning we enjoyed the pool and a hot tub after lunch. We got back to our room for a quick siesta, but first we fucked like crazy rabbits…
Later that evening, I knew my sweet Ana was really relaxed when she came out of the bathroom wearing the brand new tiny black dress and those sexy high heels she had got…
It was her idea to start at the hotel bar again. Ana got some margaritas and maybe she was feeling frisky because she said nothing when that same black stranger asked in a deep voice if he could join us at our table. He said the place was just so crowded and that he could also like some company.
His smile became very broad when he heard my acceptance and he looked intently at my sexy wife.
The black gentleman introduced himself as Powell.
We enjoyed his company, but Anita was especially having fun. I could feel it in the air as they looked at each one, talked and laughed. It made me very jealous of her interest in that very handsome black stranger.
It was very obvious that my sensual wife was flirting with that man and I thought she was giving him little glimpses of her red satin thong that were so contrastingly sexy against the black hem of her tiny dress.
Her flirting attitude was getting to me and definitely getting to him, because when he excused himself to go to the bathroom and stood up, he gave her an eyeful.
His huge cock was very visible as it strained to tent out his pants. It looked like it was going to burst through the fabric. He certainly was not trying to hide it from my wife…
As he turned and walked away, she looked at me; her face flushed red; Ana raised her eyebrows as she sipped her margarita. She swung around and wiggled her foot into my crotch. She looked so damn sexy. No wonder the guy had such a hard on.
She continued to stare into my eyes and smile, as if to ask: "Well, hubby?"
I leaned over to kiss her deeply and simply nodded a yes…
Powell came back.
Ana just smiled at him and he looked over at me.
She got his full attention when she asked his room number.
The black man confidently said the number…
My wife then insisted, telling him she would be there soon.
Powell got up and walked away, looking back at us and giving himself a knowing smile. I guessed that bastard loved hunting for white women there and Anita would not be an exception. I was sure she knew it too.
She smiled at me, saying she needed a stronger drink …
I reached my hand up under her hem to touch her satin clad pussy and she moaned. She had soaked the thong through.
She felt like hot melted butter down there and would need no further foreplay. This guy had done her be ready yet…
Then Ana downed her last drink and said it was time to go.
My heart beat hard as we walked inside the elevator.
We looked at each other as the door opened on the last floor.
We stepped out and started walking down towards his room.
Ana suddenly stopped and grabbed my arm, telling me that she wanted to be taken by this black guy...but just them…
I kissed her deeply and replied anything she wanted…
She nodded and begged me not to wait for her…
I watched as my sexy wife walked the rest of the hallway; her sexy butt swaying with the balance of her round hips and her perfect long legs. Her blonde curly hair complimented the look
Ana knocked at his door. He opened, grabbed Ana’s hand and pulled her in as she looked back at me with a light smile.
It was going to be a long, hard night, for both of us.
I walked down the hall to the elevator and back to our room, my heart beating in my chest and my cock hard as I replayed the sight of Anita looking back at me as that lucky nigger pulled her into his room.
The look on her face when she saw how big his cock was pressing against his pants and feeling how wet her pussy got was making me crazy with jealousy and lust.
I sat down in the chair and looked out over the city lights.
I could now have the vision of Ana there in his room, kissing him lustfully as she rubbed that huge black cock between her soft fingers, as his hands reached up under her dress and grabbed her ass. I could also imagine her moaning as he did.
I closed my eyes and could see him running his hand inside her black thong and feeling the heat of her wet pussy; his black fingers working into her pink pussy lips.
I could see her soft white fingers wrap around that big ebony shaft and see her tongue snaking into his and it was driving me crazy, but still I rubbed my cock through my pants, not wanting to cum without her touch. But the thoughts persisted.
I could see his thick, long black cock, pushing against her slit and popping into her after a hard push. And I could hear her screams of delight.
I couldn't help but pull my dick out of my pants and start stroking it. I could see her head moving from side to side as a huge hard black cock filled her wet pussy.
I could hear her begging him to fill her pussy with his cum, and I could see him loading a thick spurt after another on her stretched pussy lips. Then I came all over myself.
I then sat in the darkness with a mixture of pleasure and pain. And then I went to the mini bar. The mixture of rum, vodka and bourbon made a good job, because I was awaken by my sweet Ana kissing me passionately...
I noticed that the dawn light was starting to appear outside as Ana hovered over me.
My sweet wife was warm, pushing her tongue in my mouth.
I could not taste any saltiness on her lips and I got frustrated, thinking that my sensual wife had not sucked that huge cock.
I kissed her back passionately as she bit down on my tongue. Anita grabbed my hardening cock through my pants and pressed her crotch against me.
Then she grabbed my hand and placed it up her skirt and inside her red thong.
She felt like melted butter and I could feel the warmth of her pussy and the wetness.
I was hard as a rock immediately, as Anita mounted me with no hesitation. No words had been spoken throughout our encounter, but it was like we were communicating our lust.
Ana pulled her red thong aside and squatted down over my cock. I felt her cunt was not so stretched, nor loose.
I grabbed her hips and pulled her down on me, her wet pussy wrapping my hard dick like silk.
Ana’s fluids soon bathed my cock as she moved up and down. Even though she was not as tight as normal and the friction was less, I was very turned on…
My wife started to talk on my ear, as she moved up and down on my hard cock.
"I tried to suck his nice long black dick, honey, but it was useless. His big, black dick was so beautiful; but dead…”
I open my eyes and Anita giggled, as she was still moving on my body. My wife said she was too hot; but Powell was just there, lying naked in the bed, his black dick as if it was spent.
She stopped talking only to stick her tongue in my mouth and then bite mine. I felt myself getting close to cum into her…
I could not stand it for more. I grabbed her hips and pushed her body down, to meet my hard cock buried into her cunt.
Ana cried in tears and I felt her gushing warm cunt bathing my hard dick. It took me to the edge and I came grunting hard.
My wife’s face fell into my chest. I caressed all her sexy body.
She dismounted from me slowly and crawled down my body, until her soft red lips reached my still hard cock.
I felt Anita’s lips wrapped around my growing dick.
She just licked me clean with her soft tongue; but it was just enough to make me cum another time in her sweet mouth.
As we both recovered our breath; Ana giggled quietly.
“Powell promised me to come to Las Vegas next month…”
“I told him maybe we could meet him again…” Anita added.
I just nodded my head…
Anita accepted we could spend a couple days at Las Vegas.
While she was getting her stuff ready, Ana told me she had bought a very sexy black dress; a very tiny one, to wear with some sexy stilettos…
The first night there, my sensual wife wore a blue dress that covered mostly of her perfect legs, but it had a sexy cut on the side that sometimes showed her nicely toned calves.
We started with a drink at the bar while we waited for our table to have dinner. Ana really looked awesome that night.
She made turn most of the heads of the single men at the bar and even some of the men who were with their wives…
I noticed one black guy at the bar that had a particular interest in my little wife. I saw him looking at her on multiple occasions in a more brazen manner than the other men there.
When she got up to go to the restroom, I got up to help her off her seat. Ana then showed her pretty tanned legs when her dress rode up by her thighs… The black man got also the better view of Ana’s legs from his seat.
When she returned he watched her again with a bright of real lust in his eyes...
After dinner Anita grabbed my hand and asked me to go back to our room. As soon as I closed the door, she came up to me, placed her arms on my shoulders, pressed against me and rubbed her crotch on mine. She was horny for my dick…
I responded quickly, unzipping her dress, pulling it down and ripping her panties off of her. I knew she was ready. She climbed on me and I pushed my rock hard cock deep inside her wet pussy. That night Ana was extra loud as we fucked…
In the next morning we enjoyed the pool and a hot tub after lunch. We got back to our room for a quick siesta, but first we fucked like crazy rabbits…
Later that evening, I knew my sweet Ana was really relaxed when she came out of the bathroom wearing the brand new tiny black dress and those sexy high heels she had got…
It was her idea to start at the hotel bar again. Ana got some margaritas and maybe she was feeling frisky because she said nothing when that same black stranger asked in a deep voice if he could join us at our table. He said the place was just so crowded and that he could also like some company.
His smile became very broad when he heard my acceptance and he looked intently at my sexy wife.
The black gentleman introduced himself as Powell.
We enjoyed his company, but Anita was especially having fun. I could feel it in the air as they looked at each one, talked and laughed. It made me very jealous of her interest in that very handsome black stranger.
It was very obvious that my sensual wife was flirting with that man and I thought she was giving him little glimpses of her red satin thong that were so contrastingly sexy against the black hem of her tiny dress.
Her flirting attitude was getting to me and definitely getting to him, because when he excused himself to go to the bathroom and stood up, he gave her an eyeful.
His huge cock was very visible as it strained to tent out his pants. It looked like it was going to burst through the fabric. He certainly was not trying to hide it from my wife…
As he turned and walked away, she looked at me; her face flushed red; Ana raised her eyebrows as she sipped her margarita. She swung around and wiggled her foot into my crotch. She looked so damn sexy. No wonder the guy had such a hard on.
She continued to stare into my eyes and smile, as if to ask: "Well, hubby?"
I leaned over to kiss her deeply and simply nodded a yes…
Powell came back.
Ana just smiled at him and he looked over at me.
She got his full attention when she asked his room number.
The black man confidently said the number…
My wife then insisted, telling him she would be there soon.
Powell got up and walked away, looking back at us and giving himself a knowing smile. I guessed that bastard loved hunting for white women there and Anita would not be an exception. I was sure she knew it too.
She smiled at me, saying she needed a stronger drink …
I reached my hand up under her hem to touch her satin clad pussy and she moaned. She had soaked the thong through.
She felt like hot melted butter down there and would need no further foreplay. This guy had done her be ready yet…
Then Ana downed her last drink and said it was time to go.
My heart beat hard as we walked inside the elevator.
We looked at each other as the door opened on the last floor.
We stepped out and started walking down towards his room.
Ana suddenly stopped and grabbed my arm, telling me that she wanted to be taken by this black guy...but just them…
I kissed her deeply and replied anything she wanted…
She nodded and begged me not to wait for her…
I watched as my sexy wife walked the rest of the hallway; her sexy butt swaying with the balance of her round hips and her perfect long legs. Her blonde curly hair complimented the look
Ana knocked at his door. He opened, grabbed Ana’s hand and pulled her in as she looked back at me with a light smile.
It was going to be a long, hard night, for both of us.
I walked down the hall to the elevator and back to our room, my heart beating in my chest and my cock hard as I replayed the sight of Anita looking back at me as that lucky nigger pulled her into his room.
The look on her face when she saw how big his cock was pressing against his pants and feeling how wet her pussy got was making me crazy with jealousy and lust.
I sat down in the chair and looked out over the city lights.
I could now have the vision of Ana there in his room, kissing him lustfully as she rubbed that huge black cock between her soft fingers, as his hands reached up under her dress and grabbed her ass. I could also imagine her moaning as he did.
I closed my eyes and could see him running his hand inside her black thong and feeling the heat of her wet pussy; his black fingers working into her pink pussy lips.
I could see her soft white fingers wrap around that big ebony shaft and see her tongue snaking into his and it was driving me crazy, but still I rubbed my cock through my pants, not wanting to cum without her touch. But the thoughts persisted.
I could see his thick, long black cock, pushing against her slit and popping into her after a hard push. And I could hear her screams of delight.
I couldn't help but pull my dick out of my pants and start stroking it. I could see her head moving from side to side as a huge hard black cock filled her wet pussy.
I could hear her begging him to fill her pussy with his cum, and I could see him loading a thick spurt after another on her stretched pussy lips. Then I came all over myself.
I then sat in the darkness with a mixture of pleasure and pain. And then I went to the mini bar. The mixture of rum, vodka and bourbon made a good job, because I was awaken by my sweet Ana kissing me passionately...
I noticed that the dawn light was starting to appear outside as Ana hovered over me.
My sweet wife was warm, pushing her tongue in my mouth.
I could not taste any saltiness on her lips and I got frustrated, thinking that my sensual wife had not sucked that huge cock.
I kissed her back passionately as she bit down on my tongue. Anita grabbed my hardening cock through my pants and pressed her crotch against me.
Then she grabbed my hand and placed it up her skirt and inside her red thong.
She felt like melted butter and I could feel the warmth of her pussy and the wetness.
I was hard as a rock immediately, as Anita mounted me with no hesitation. No words had been spoken throughout our encounter, but it was like we were communicating our lust.
Ana pulled her red thong aside and squatted down over my cock. I felt her cunt was not so stretched, nor loose.
I grabbed her hips and pulled her down on me, her wet pussy wrapping my hard dick like silk.
Ana’s fluids soon bathed my cock as she moved up and down. Even though she was not as tight as normal and the friction was less, I was very turned on…
My wife started to talk on my ear, as she moved up and down on my hard cock.
"I tried to suck his nice long black dick, honey, but it was useless. His big, black dick was so beautiful; but dead…”
I open my eyes and Anita giggled, as she was still moving on my body. My wife said she was too hot; but Powell was just there, lying naked in the bed, his black dick as if it was spent.
She stopped talking only to stick her tongue in my mouth and then bite mine. I felt myself getting close to cum into her…
I could not stand it for more. I grabbed her hips and pushed her body down, to meet my hard cock buried into her cunt.
Ana cried in tears and I felt her gushing warm cunt bathing my hard dick. It took me to the edge and I came grunting hard.
My wife’s face fell into my chest. I caressed all her sexy body.
She dismounted from me slowly and crawled down my body, until her soft red lips reached my still hard cock.
I felt Anita’s lips wrapped around my growing dick.
She just licked me clean with her soft tongue; but it was just enough to make me cum another time in her sweet mouth.
As we both recovered our breath; Ana giggled quietly.
“Powell promised me to come to Las Vegas next month…”
“I told him maybe we could meet him again…” Anita added.
I just nodded my head…
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