Anniversary Weekend Pt 2

I slept in on Saturday and when I woke up, Steph was gone. She had left a note that said she went to the gym to work out. I showered and the whole time my head was swimming with memories of last night. I was wondering if she was serious about fucking a black guy and how I would react if she did. The thought of her fucking a huge cock did make me horny, but what if I got jealous or she got pregnant? I was still in the shower when Steph came in the room. "How was your workout honey?" "Great, some weights and a run on the treadmill. Guess who was at the gym?" "I don't know." but I had a pretty good idea. "Al and Darrel, they were there with a couple of friends lifting. Wow, what bodies those guys have." With that she pulled the curtain aside and slid into the shower with me. She hugged me and kissed me, pulling her body close to mine. My hardening dick hit her in the stomach and she stepped back and smiled. "Somebody is glad to see me." she said with an evil grin. She turned around, bent over and stuck her pussy out. My dick slid in with absolutely no resistance. I could not believe how wet her pussy was and we had just started. The whole time I was fucking her, she was asking if I liked last night and if it turned me on to imagine her fucking a big black cock. We both came pretty quickly and I got out of the shower. While I was toweling off, I heard her in the shower say, "What are your thoughts on what we talked about last night." "Well, I am afraid it would make me jealous and I wonder if I could handle seeing you fuck another man." "Well, you know how much I love you, and if it would upset you, I understand. But remember, if it did happen, it would only be sex." "Besides, it seemed to turn you on talking about it." She said with a huge grin. We let the conversation go and got dressed and went and ate breakfast. After breakfast we spent the day shopping and sat down for lunch. I could tell something was on her mind and after a couple margaritas she finally let it out. "I have to tell you something." "What?" I asked curiously. "You promise you won't hate me?" I was getting frustrated,"No, what could you have done to make me hate you." "Well, after how hot you got this morning in the shower, I made a date for later." "A date, what the hell are you talking about? We are married, you cant date." I was irritated, but I could feel my dick twitching in my pants. "Well, we are away from home and I just wanted to have some fun and live out a fantasy. If you are against it, I will cancel and we can just go out alone. But, I promise, I will make it worth your while when I get back to the room. Its just drinks at a club, a little flirting then back to the room to do what ever you want to me." I had to admit, the thought of my wife out on a date was very intriguing to say the least. In my mind, I kept running a replay of last night and remembering how good the sex was. I protested a couple times and she kept reassuring me it was only drinks and dancing. I finally conceded just to change the subject. "Just drinks, nothing more and when you get back to the room, I get what ever I want?" I whispered sternly. "Yes, just imagine last night, only better. It will only be an hour or two, no more and I will keep you updated the whole time. It was just so exciting last night getting the attention of strange men." I could tell she was getting excited, acting like a teenage girl. "O.K. 2 hours max, I know where you are at all times, we stay in touch and no sex. Agreed?" I replied. She squealed with excitement causing some heads in the restaurant to turn our way. She looked down giggling then she pulled out her phone and started texting. "Who are you texting?" I asked. "Darrel, I have to confirm our....date." and she giggled again. We spent the day shopping and at about five Steph said she needed to get ready for her date. I was starting to have some second thoughts and when I expressed them, she kissed me and told me just to be patient and it will pay big dividends. When we got back to the Hotel I decided to go for a run to clear my head while Steph got ready for her date. I returned and had to knock because I forgot my key card. When Steph opened the door, my dick almost sprang out of my shorts. She was wearing a red strapless dress that fit tight across her tits and had what looked like string holding it together. It laced tight down her stomach then it had a slit up the middle with the same string holding it together between her thighs. When she turned around the back laced up the middle from the top of her ass crack to the top. She had on dark eye makeup with bright red lipstick. "Where in the hell did you get the dresses you wore this weekend?" "I got them on line from a site that sells club wear for strippers and stuff. I got them for you silly, don't be mad." She said innocently and kissed my cheek. "Well, you are going out in this one so it is not really for me." She slid on a pair of high heels and walked over to me slowly. She stood up on her tip toes and gave me a quick peck on the lips. I grabbed her to kiss her deeply, but she pulled away and told me not to ruin her makeup. To say I was horny would be an understatement. I was enjoying the feeling of being cuckolded but all I wanted to do was throw her on the bed and fuck her. I reached for her as she walked away and grabbed her ass. I slid my hand underneath her short dress and felt her bare ass.. "Could you at least wear some underwear? For me? You are completely showing your cunt." I asked sheepishly. "OK, for you sweety." She reached into her suitcase and took out a red thong. When she bent over, I got a clear look at her pussy and it looked wet already. She stood up and pulled the thong up over her shoes and as she slid her skirt up, I got a glimpse of her shaved pussy from the front. A text came in on her phone. She looked at the text and said,"Gotta go, the guys are waiting downstairs." It was around seven o'clock and she kissed me and said,"See you in two hours. If you get worried, text me. But not too much, I don't want you to look like a jealous husband." As she walked out the door, I looked through the peep hole for one last look and caught her stepping out of her underwear and putting them in her purse. She was not out the door more than a minute when it dawned on me she said "guys" plural, not Darrel. I was having second thoughts and I ran out of the room to catch her only to hear the elevator doors close. I tried to get back in the room to get my phone when I realized I had locked myself out. I ran over to the elevator and pushed the button, but it seemed like it was not moving. I ran to the stairwell and started running down the 9 flights. When I came out at the bottom, I burst into an empty lobby, scaring the desk clerk. I started to ask if my wife had come through, but then thought better of asking if a woman dressed like a whore left with numerous black guys. I checked the bar but saw no sign of her, so I got a key card from the clerk. He had to escort me to my room because I didn't have any I.D. on me which took even longer. By the time I got to the room about 15 minutes had elapsed and I picked up my phone and dialed her number. Straight to voice mail. I texted and asked who all was there and waited. I was beside myself with anxiety and regret. I could not believe I let this happen. Finally a text came back and I grabbed my phone,"Honey, don't worry, there are six of us going, See you in a couple hours. XOXO." I texted back asking her to call me but I got no response. I got a shower and tried to occupy my time but soon I was pacing and drinking, my cock, hard as a rock the whole time. I decided to go down to the hotel bar. At about eight-thirty I texted her saying I would see her in a half hour. Still no reply. I was sitting in the bar about 10:00 p.m. when a text came in from Steph. "We are back at the hotel and we are going up to Darrels room for a drink. Do you want to join us?" I tried to call and her phone went straight to voice mail then I got another text. "If you are going to be jealous I will not tell you what room we are in. If you want to come up for a drink and hang out with me and the guys I will tell you. Again, if you are coming up here mad, don't bother." I was torn. On one hand the thought of my wife with a black man had me out of my mind, but I was worried about how I would react if I was in the room. I texted back, "I will be fine. Just a drink?" After about two minutes a text came through saying, "Room 516. See you soon." I paid my tab and headed up to the fifth floor. I heard music and voices as I headed down the hall. I knocked on the door and the biggest black guy I had ever seen in person answered the door. I had to crane my neck to look up at him. "Can I help you?" He asked in an intimidating voice. "Ahhh yea," I stammered, "Is Steph here?" "Yea." He answered flatly and stood there staring at me. I just stood there staring at him, not knowing what was going to happen next when all of a sudden he burst into laughter and put his hand on my shoulder. "I was just fuckin' with you man, come on in." A wave of relief came over me and I laughed a nervous laugh. We walked into what turned out to be a suite with a separate bedroom and a full living room. There was six guys, Steph and one other girl there. There were two couches facing each other over a coffee table and Steph was sitting in between two guys on one of them. Steph stood up, came over and gave me a kiss and introduced me to everyone. As she stood up, I got a perfect view of her pussy and I could have sworn the lips were already spread and shiny from being wet. They pointed at a well stocked bar and told me to get myself a drink and Steph went back and sat between the two guys. I mixed myself a drink and stood behind the couch across from Steph. She had crossed her legs to hide her pussy, but the bottom of her dress had slid so far up that you could see up her thigh to her ass. They were all laughing and talking when the subject of black guys liking big asses came up. "You guys wouldn't even like my ass, its too small." She said, feigning disappointment. "Oh hell no, I would tear that ass up." The guys sitting on one side of her interjected. She uncrossed her legs and stood up, poking her ass out at him teasingly. She didn't pull her skirt down so when she stood, the bottom of her pussy and ass were completely bare. The guy reached out and gave her ass a hard smack and Steph jerked and stood up. "Ouch, that hurt." She squealed and giggled. When she flinched, she had turned around, so the guy on the other side of the couch gave her bare ass a smack. "If you are gonna show it, I am gonna smack it. She was holding her hands on her ass cheeks, rubbing them when one of the guys grabbed her and pulled her down on his lap. "Why don't you have a seat and relax girl." He told her. She just laughed and sort of grinded her ass into his lap like she was getting comfortable. Everyone went back to talking as a group, but I could not take my eye off my wife sitting on the lap of a huge black guy. Her face was getting flush and she was leaning back whispering something in his ear. After moving around on his lap for a few minutes, she just leaned back into him, closed her eyes and rolled her head back. Her bare pussy was resting right on the tip of his cock I was sure. He had on a warm up suit so there was not much keeping him from penetrating her right there. After a few minutes of grinding, he whispered something in her ear and she opened her eyes and stood up. She looked at me and sort of tilted her head, as if to check and make sure I was O.K. with what was happening. I just sort of shrugged and grinned. She smiled back and turned around. The guy stood up and pulled down his pants revealing a huge tent in his underwear. Steph got down on her knees and pulled his underwear down.. His cock sprang loose and nearly hit her in the face. She was looking at it in wonder for a second then she wrapped her hand around the base. "Holy shit, I cant even wrap my fingers around this thing." She said in a dreamlike voice. She leaned in and started licking the head before she tried to get the head in her mouth. She opened her lips wide and I nearly came in my pants as his dark black cock disappeared in between her bright red lips. She could barely take the head in before she had to back off. Everyone in the room was watching her, rooting her on and completely fixated on my wife kneeling on the floor sucking a huge cock. "Come on girl, take it." The guy she was sucking off told her. She started bobbing her head back and forth, maybe taking two inches at first. Her jaw was stretched to full extension and eventually she had worked about five or six inches in her mouth when he grabbed the back of her head and started forcing his cock down her throat. At first she gagged every time he pulled her head towards him, but eventually she relaxed her throat and was taking him nearly all the way. She was sweating and her eyes were watering, causing her makeup to smear. The guy tensed up and pulled her head so hard I thought she might choke. "Oh fuck, I'm coming." He groaned. He held Stephs head for the first couple spurts and when she pulled back his cock popped out and he shot a final string on her cheek. When he let go of her, she fell back on the floor grinning up at him. "How was that?" She said triumphantly. Before he could answer there was another guy standing in front of her with his hard cock ready to be sucked. For the first time I noticed the other girl was naked and blowing Darrel. Steph pushed the next guy down on the couch and started sucking his dick. He was considerably smaller than the last one so she had little trouble fitting him all the way in her mouth. She was fingering her bare pussy under her skirt the whole time she was gobbling up his cock. The first guy she sucked off pulled her up by the waist and buried his face in her ass and pussy. "Ohhh yea baby, eat that pussy." She said after pulling the dick out of her mouth. After eating her pussy, his cock was hard again so he lined it up with her pussy lips and when she felt it, she started rocking back. The guy she was blowing came and after she swallowed his cum too, she just bent over the couch. I wondered whether this guys dick was going to fit, but after a little working combined with a sloppy wet pussy, he was balls deep in my wife. I pulled out my dick and walked over to the other girl who was still kneeling on the floor. She started sucking my cock while I watched my wife impaled on the biggest cock I had ever seen. I lasted what seemed like seconds before I shot a load down the girls throat and stepped away to watch the action with everyone else. He had turned Steph around on the couch and he was on his knees with her ass over the edge, giving him the perfect angle to hit her G spot. She was nearly speaking in tongues having one orgasm after another. There was a combination of fluid running out of her pussy pooling on the floor under them. Someone had the other girl on the other couch fucking her, but I could not take my eyes off my pale white wife with a huge black guy pounding away at her. It seemed like he was going to go for hours but eventually he stood up and came right on her hiked up dress. She was about to stand up when the biggest of the group go in front of her to line up his cock. Steph saw the size of it and started to protest, but he would hear none of it. She was trying to slide up the couch to get away but he grabbed her by the hips. "I don't think I can take that. Please, it will hurt." "Don't worry, I will be gentle." He assured her. His cock was about nine inches long and the head was the size of a fist. He lined it up and tried to push it past her lips, but she started to grunt in pain. He pulled back and rubbed it up and down the lips of her pussy and every time it hit her clit she gave out a little moan. When the mushroom size head of his cock was shiny with her juices he tried working it in again. At first he was gentle, and she was just looking down with a worried look. When she had relaxed he surprised her and grabbed her by the hips and forced the head in. "Ohhhh my god, that hurts so bad, please pull it out." She squealed. He acted like he was deaf and started working his cock in deeper. Her squirming only made it easier for him to slide his cock in balls deep. When he was all the way in, he just froze and Steph stopped wiggling around. Everyone in the room was quiet and watching this huge cock in my wife. After a couple of seconds he started pumping in and out of her pussy slowly, leaving only the head inside. After about 5 pumps my wife started what seemed like a constant orgasm. Every time he pulled out of her pussy, her cum would run down her ass cheeks onto the couch. He fucked her in this position for a few minutes then he pulled out and sat down next to and her on the couch and turned her around and pulled her down on his hard cock. When she slid down onto his dick, she threw her head back and let out a scream that I thought would have the staff calling security. When she bottomed out on his dick, she there and just rotated her hips. When her eyes opened, they were staring into mine. Her eye makeup was running and her lipstick was smeared, but she had never looked so sexy. She gave me a sideways grin and started sliding up and down on his dark dick, never breaking eye contact until the first of many orgasms came. His lap was a sloppy mess with her cream squishing in between them. I walked over to the couch and pulled her head down to my cock and she took it in her mouth. She probably only sucked it for about a second before I came again. She looked up at me while she completely drained my balls. He pulled her off his dick with a pop and turned her around just in time to pull her mouth down swallow a huge load. She coughing and cum was running out the sides of her lips. She collapsed onto her ass on the floor at my feet and just sat there amazed. I grabbed her arm and helped her up onto wobbly legs and she leaned against me. "Holy shit, that was incredible. I have never been that filled up before." The black guys just grinned and said,"That's what they all say." By this time, the rest of the group had gone into the bedroom and judging by the sounds coming out, they were having a pretty good time. We looked at each other and smiled and she said,"Lets get out of here." We walked back to our room in silence and when we passed a couple people they looked at Steph like they knew exactly what she had been up to. As soon as we were in the elevator we both burst into laughter. When we got back to our room, she went into the bathroom, looked into the mirror and commented on how horrible she looked. I walked up behind her, gave her a hug and told her she looked hot as hell. She took a shower and I ordered some food from room service. As we sat in robes eating, she asked if I was mad at her. "Hell no Steph, that was hot as hell." I answered. With that she got off her chair and came over to me on her knees and opened my robe. 13337 2.57/512345