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My Boss called me to his office and he explained he needed me to take care of a very important meeting we would have with some new customers.
Henry explained me that they were two black business men from an African country, who were staying now at the nicest five stars’ hotel in town.
He wanted me to be close to these black gentlemen during their stay in town and see to fix every need they could have. Henry added that I could move to that same luxury hotel, to be in direct contact with these men.
I liked the idea, telling hubby that I would be very busy during the next days, but I did not give my loving Victor any further details about my task.
My mind then went on to what clothing I should take. Clearly my business suit was essential and decided on a white blouse where a button or two could be left undone if necessary. I decided also for some black sexy stilettos, to wear with seamed stockings…
I thought that I would look like a bitch for these African business men…
The night before leaving home, my beloved hubby was obviously in the mood for a good fuck session, since he was also leaving town for some days. Victor suggested I should wear seamed stockings and some ultra-high heels for him. As soon as I dressed like this, I started to feel very horny…
I got a deep red lipstick which matched her glossy red nails. As I looked in the mirror, I immediately noticed my nipples had got hard in excitement.
Victor entered the bedroom and he came over me. He was very hard and his hand went down between my spread thighs. Hubby was amazed at how wet I felt. I dragged him on top of me onto the bed and parted my long legs.
I soon felt Victor`s thick cock sliding effortlessly inside my soaking wet cunt.
I felt sensitive that day, especially my nipples, when Victor sucked on them.
Hubby fucked me in a very wonderful way that night.
In the morning, I drove him to the airport. I came back home and began to choose my clothing for the stay at that luxury hotel.
In early afternoon, a car picked me up to drive me to the hotel.
Once I checked in and left my stuff in my room, I went to meet the black gentlemen. I knew how important this meeting was for both the company and my own career. I was sure that I was not going to fail.
I finally found them at the lobby bar, enjoying some drinks.
I approached and introduced myself to them. They both held my hand and introduced themselves as Duma and Ismail. Both were very handsome, built and muscled, bald heads, very dark skin. They were in their late forties. They invited me to chat and have drinks.
We chatted about nothing in particular.
Their accents indicated that they had both been educated in England…
The next hours were spent discussing terms of some business loan.
I was sitting opposite them and often crossed my long legs, exposing lots of thigh which I noticed they were looking at. A couple of times I went over to them to look at information they had; so I made sure to put my little hand on their shoulder or touched their arm and leaned in close, so they could smell my perfume. Every time I also made eye contact with them, also smiling.
After discussing some particular points, we had agreed everything.
The terms they had offered were excellent; I was truly satisfied.
Duma said we needed a glass of champagne to celebrate…
I was more than happy to accept. I took the glass from him and leaned forward, kissing his cheek. Ismail then asked for a kiss too…
Of course I moved on him and kissed his cheek.
I told them that I needed to go to my room and fill the figures we had arranged; so we all could sign the paperwork. I went up to my room, feeling a bit tipsy after so many drinks, including the champagne.
While writing those documents, I felt quite aroused and could feel myself getting moist between my thighs. I wondered that I should masturbate later.
I came back to the black businessmen and we quickly signed all the papers.
They then invited me to dinner at the restaurant in the same lobby.
With a very delicious meal, we managed to drink three bottles of red wine.
Once again I sat opposite them but this time I noticed their eyes glued in my thighs. My glass was filled up again as we chatted. They asked me about my husband and I said that he was quite busy in his own business trip.
Duma suddenly invited me to sit down between them in a comfortable sofa.
As I sat down, my skirt rode up, exposing a lot of thigh. I felt their legs pressing against mine and then they both put their hands on my thighs, so they were rubbing them, making my legs spread a bit apart…
I told them that they should not be doing that.
But Duma then asked if I ever had sex with a black man…
As I told him a lie, saying I had not had sex with a black man, Ismail then asked if I ever had sex with two black men…
With that they burst out laughing and started rubbing further up my thighs.
I knew that I should stop them but was unable to resist. I was getting fully aroused with their touch and I liked the feeling. So I parted my legs a little wider and put my head back on the sofa, closing my eyes.
I finished my drink and handed the glass to Duma, putting my hand on their laps and staring at them into their dark eyes…
They had now pulled my skirt up and could see my tiny black thong. Some black fingers started rubbing the outside of my thong; so I could feel how wet and hot my cunt was.
They suddenly stood up and dragged me up to my feet.
Before I could say anything, I was there in the middle of their luxury room.
Duma started undoing the buttons of my white blouse and it slipped off.
I felt very slutty, standing there in just my lace bra and my tight skirt wrapped up around my waist. Some fingers unclasped the bra and Ismail’s tongue started licking my hard nipples.
Duma soon left my skirt go down to my ankles and my tiny black thong also followed it. Now I was fully naked between two huge black men, standing there just on my sexy stilettos…
Ismail kept pinching and sucking on my nipples, while Duma shoved his fingers up my soaking wet cunt, making me moan with pleasure.
I reached over them to feel those hard cocks through their trousers.
Both men quickly undressed themselves. I could not take my eyes off from their huge black cocks. They were really amazing; at least ten or eleven inches’ long each one. And both were thick as my wrists…
Ismail knelt down and he started slowly licking all the way up and down my wet slit. I loved the feel as his big black tongue eased inside my pussy lips.
Duma stood on the sofa, with one leg either side of my head. His huge dark cock was only few inches from my hungry mouth. I opened my glossy red lips and he leant forward, pushing the thick cockhead inside of my mouth.
I clamped my red lipstick coated lips tightly around the head and started sucking. I had trouble concentrating as Ismail was getting me closer and closer to cum. He had now found my clit and was alternately sucking and licking it.
His partner was now fucking my mouth…
I suddenly cried out as Ismail’s tongue bought me to a shattering orgasm, but he did not stop sucking my clit. He very soon had me coming a second and a third time. Seconds after recovering from my climax, I heard Duma saying he was going to come.
So I clamped my lips even tighter round the black cockhead and then spurt after spurt of hot cum hit the back of my throat. I loved the taste and texture of that salty semen. Just as Duma pulled out from my eager mouth, I felt Ismail easing his huge hard cock inside my wet pussy, starting to pound away at me…
Even though I had just cum minutes before, the combination of a mouthful of cum and a large hard cock fucking me, made me feel that I was going to cum again. So, seconds later, I had another tremendous climax and I sensed Ismail’s burning seed being pumped deep inside of my womb…
The black man slipped out and sat down beside me on the sofa.
Both men recovered for a while and they started playing with my nipples. As the took care of my tits, I could feel that cum trickling down out of my cunt.
I was getting aroused again. I got up and now knelt between Ismail's legs and started sucking him. I wanted him to get rock hard again.
Duma got behind me and slipped his cock inside my wet pussy from behind. He was quite hard and slid all the way in as my cunt was stretched and wet from taking Ismail's cum.
I squeezed that huge cock in my mouth, as Duma was now frantically pounding me so hard from behind, hitting my buttocks and pushing me further and further towards his partner’s dick.
Duma reached around and played with my clit as he fucked me; which bought me to another shivering and loud orgasm in no time at all.
I also felt Ismail throbbing in my mouth; so I clamped my red lips tighter around his cock to make sure I would not waste a single drop of his cum. Seconds later, my wet cunt was filled with Duma’s warm seed.
For the first time in many years, I had both my horny cunt and my eager mouth filled with warm salty cum at the same time.
While recovering, we all had another glass of red wine.
As I was sitting between them, it was not long before they were groping me again… Duma then pulled me onto his lap and I straddled him, putting my arms around his neck. I kissed Duma very hard, enjoying his tongue…
He lifted my body and made me fell into his hard erection, making me impale myself on that huge thing. I cried out loud, in both pain and pleasure, as his thick rod stretched me so good…
Seconds later, Ismail grabbed my hips firmly and he pushed his throbbing cockhead up my very tiny asshole. I cried in tears, as pain was unbearable.
But Ismail just lasted one minute inside of my ruined anus. I felt him exploding deep inside and his burning cum was a relief for my soreness…
Just seconds later, Duma also filled my womb with another load of cum.
After resting for a while, we all decided it was bed time.
But these black gentlemen invited me to spend the night with them, resting between them in the big king size bed. I accepted and soon I passed out.
Early morning, I woke up, totally exhausted and still quite sore.
I was alone in their luxury room.
I found a note on the pillow from Duma.
He wrote that they were very happy after meeting me and we still would have some more days to know each other, take a walk around the city and have nice dinners.
I touched my sore and swollen pussy lips and I knew that it would be an unforgettable contract signed with these African business men…
Henry explained me that they were two black business men from an African country, who were staying now at the nicest five stars’ hotel in town.
He wanted me to be close to these black gentlemen during their stay in town and see to fix every need they could have. Henry added that I could move to that same luxury hotel, to be in direct contact with these men.
I liked the idea, telling hubby that I would be very busy during the next days, but I did not give my loving Victor any further details about my task.
My mind then went on to what clothing I should take. Clearly my business suit was essential and decided on a white blouse where a button or two could be left undone if necessary. I decided also for some black sexy stilettos, to wear with seamed stockings…
I thought that I would look like a bitch for these African business men…
The night before leaving home, my beloved hubby was obviously in the mood for a good fuck session, since he was also leaving town for some days. Victor suggested I should wear seamed stockings and some ultra-high heels for him. As soon as I dressed like this, I started to feel very horny…
I got a deep red lipstick which matched her glossy red nails. As I looked in the mirror, I immediately noticed my nipples had got hard in excitement.
Victor entered the bedroom and he came over me. He was very hard and his hand went down between my spread thighs. Hubby was amazed at how wet I felt. I dragged him on top of me onto the bed and parted my long legs.
I soon felt Victor`s thick cock sliding effortlessly inside my soaking wet cunt.
I felt sensitive that day, especially my nipples, when Victor sucked on them.
Hubby fucked me in a very wonderful way that night.
In the morning, I drove him to the airport. I came back home and began to choose my clothing for the stay at that luxury hotel.
In early afternoon, a car picked me up to drive me to the hotel.
Once I checked in and left my stuff in my room, I went to meet the black gentlemen. I knew how important this meeting was for both the company and my own career. I was sure that I was not going to fail.
I finally found them at the lobby bar, enjoying some drinks.
I approached and introduced myself to them. They both held my hand and introduced themselves as Duma and Ismail. Both were very handsome, built and muscled, bald heads, very dark skin. They were in their late forties. They invited me to chat and have drinks.
We chatted about nothing in particular.
Their accents indicated that they had both been educated in England…
The next hours were spent discussing terms of some business loan.
I was sitting opposite them and often crossed my long legs, exposing lots of thigh which I noticed they were looking at. A couple of times I went over to them to look at information they had; so I made sure to put my little hand on their shoulder or touched their arm and leaned in close, so they could smell my perfume. Every time I also made eye contact with them, also smiling.
After discussing some particular points, we had agreed everything.
The terms they had offered were excellent; I was truly satisfied.
Duma said we needed a glass of champagne to celebrate…
I was more than happy to accept. I took the glass from him and leaned forward, kissing his cheek. Ismail then asked for a kiss too…
Of course I moved on him and kissed his cheek.
I told them that I needed to go to my room and fill the figures we had arranged; so we all could sign the paperwork. I went up to my room, feeling a bit tipsy after so many drinks, including the champagne.
While writing those documents, I felt quite aroused and could feel myself getting moist between my thighs. I wondered that I should masturbate later.
I came back to the black businessmen and we quickly signed all the papers.
They then invited me to dinner at the restaurant in the same lobby.
With a very delicious meal, we managed to drink three bottles of red wine.
Once again I sat opposite them but this time I noticed their eyes glued in my thighs. My glass was filled up again as we chatted. They asked me about my husband and I said that he was quite busy in his own business trip.
Duma suddenly invited me to sit down between them in a comfortable sofa.
As I sat down, my skirt rode up, exposing a lot of thigh. I felt their legs pressing against mine and then they both put their hands on my thighs, so they were rubbing them, making my legs spread a bit apart…
I told them that they should not be doing that.
But Duma then asked if I ever had sex with a black man…
As I told him a lie, saying I had not had sex with a black man, Ismail then asked if I ever had sex with two black men…
With that they burst out laughing and started rubbing further up my thighs.
I knew that I should stop them but was unable to resist. I was getting fully aroused with their touch and I liked the feeling. So I parted my legs a little wider and put my head back on the sofa, closing my eyes.
I finished my drink and handed the glass to Duma, putting my hand on their laps and staring at them into their dark eyes…
They had now pulled my skirt up and could see my tiny black thong. Some black fingers started rubbing the outside of my thong; so I could feel how wet and hot my cunt was.
They suddenly stood up and dragged me up to my feet.
Before I could say anything, I was there in the middle of their luxury room.
Duma started undoing the buttons of my white blouse and it slipped off.
I felt very slutty, standing there in just my lace bra and my tight skirt wrapped up around my waist. Some fingers unclasped the bra and Ismail’s tongue started licking my hard nipples.
Duma soon left my skirt go down to my ankles and my tiny black thong also followed it. Now I was fully naked between two huge black men, standing there just on my sexy stilettos…
Ismail kept pinching and sucking on my nipples, while Duma shoved his fingers up my soaking wet cunt, making me moan with pleasure.
I reached over them to feel those hard cocks through their trousers.
Both men quickly undressed themselves. I could not take my eyes off from their huge black cocks. They were really amazing; at least ten or eleven inches’ long each one. And both were thick as my wrists…
Ismail knelt down and he started slowly licking all the way up and down my wet slit. I loved the feel as his big black tongue eased inside my pussy lips.
Duma stood on the sofa, with one leg either side of my head. His huge dark cock was only few inches from my hungry mouth. I opened my glossy red lips and he leant forward, pushing the thick cockhead inside of my mouth.
I clamped my red lipstick coated lips tightly around the head and started sucking. I had trouble concentrating as Ismail was getting me closer and closer to cum. He had now found my clit and was alternately sucking and licking it.
His partner was now fucking my mouth…
I suddenly cried out as Ismail’s tongue bought me to a shattering orgasm, but he did not stop sucking my clit. He very soon had me coming a second and a third time. Seconds after recovering from my climax, I heard Duma saying he was going to come.
So I clamped my lips even tighter round the black cockhead and then spurt after spurt of hot cum hit the back of my throat. I loved the taste and texture of that salty semen. Just as Duma pulled out from my eager mouth, I felt Ismail easing his huge hard cock inside my wet pussy, starting to pound away at me…
Even though I had just cum minutes before, the combination of a mouthful of cum and a large hard cock fucking me, made me feel that I was going to cum again. So, seconds later, I had another tremendous climax and I sensed Ismail’s burning seed being pumped deep inside of my womb…
The black man slipped out and sat down beside me on the sofa.
Both men recovered for a while and they started playing with my nipples. As the took care of my tits, I could feel that cum trickling down out of my cunt.
I was getting aroused again. I got up and now knelt between Ismail's legs and started sucking him. I wanted him to get rock hard again.
Duma got behind me and slipped his cock inside my wet pussy from behind. He was quite hard and slid all the way in as my cunt was stretched and wet from taking Ismail's cum.
I squeezed that huge cock in my mouth, as Duma was now frantically pounding me so hard from behind, hitting my buttocks and pushing me further and further towards his partner’s dick.
Duma reached around and played with my clit as he fucked me; which bought me to another shivering and loud orgasm in no time at all.
I also felt Ismail throbbing in my mouth; so I clamped my red lips tighter around his cock to make sure I would not waste a single drop of his cum. Seconds later, my wet cunt was filled with Duma’s warm seed.
For the first time in many years, I had both my horny cunt and my eager mouth filled with warm salty cum at the same time.
While recovering, we all had another glass of red wine.
As I was sitting between them, it was not long before they were groping me again… Duma then pulled me onto his lap and I straddled him, putting my arms around his neck. I kissed Duma very hard, enjoying his tongue…
He lifted my body and made me fell into his hard erection, making me impale myself on that huge thing. I cried out loud, in both pain and pleasure, as his thick rod stretched me so good…
Seconds later, Ismail grabbed my hips firmly and he pushed his throbbing cockhead up my very tiny asshole. I cried in tears, as pain was unbearable.
But Ismail just lasted one minute inside of my ruined anus. I felt him exploding deep inside and his burning cum was a relief for my soreness…
Just seconds later, Duma also filled my womb with another load of cum.
After resting for a while, we all decided it was bed time.
But these black gentlemen invited me to spend the night with them, resting between them in the big king size bed. I accepted and soon I passed out.
Early morning, I woke up, totally exhausted and still quite sore.
I was alone in their luxury room.
I found a note on the pillow from Duma.
He wrote that they were very happy after meeting me and we still would have some more days to know each other, take a walk around the city and have nice dinners.
I touched my sore and swollen pussy lips and I knew that it would be an unforgettable contract signed with these African business men…
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