Big Black Dick Shemale The first time my wife and I went out to pick up a stranger for her to
fuck, we really didn't know how we would go about picking them up.
After we had a few drinks and had relaxed a little from the excitment,
I suggested she "scope" the place out and find someone to dance with,
so she left and was gone about 30 minutes. When she came back she said
she had been dancing with a real young kid, but hadn't seen anyone
that peaked her interest. We had a few more drinks, and she danced a
couple of more times.
By now it was getting late in the evening and my wife had a pretty
good buzz going on. I saw a couple of black guys just standing next to
the bar a few tables behind us, they were mid 30's and they were
solidly built. Normally, my wife is pretty shy, she would find it hard
to approach anyone about sex, much less a black guy. I asked her if
she would like to try him, and she said yes, but was very nervous
about it. We had talked about her trying a black guy, but we had never
acted on such a fantasy, plus she knew about the reputation that black
guys were Big Black Dick Shemale you want me to do this?"
"Tonight. It has to be tonight. We don't know how much longer they'll be staying. We
need you Mrs. Simmons. Will you help us get our job backs? . . . and nab Mr. Big?"
Christy wanted to help but she was nervous. "Can't any of the other FBI agents
help you?"
"Not while we're under suspension. They could get suspended too for helping us. We
need an outsider. This guy is real scum, Mrs. Simmons. Even worse than those insurance
con-artists. This dirt bag sells drugs to kids in school. He's ruining young lives. He's
destroying our community. He has to be taken out."
"Well, since you put it that way, I guess I have no choice." Besides, Christy reasoned,
it wasn't like she had anything better to do.
They all shook hands in agreement. Smith and Jenkins looked through her closets but
couldn't find any appropriate outfits. They drove Christy over to the nearby mall and took
her into Bella Donna's. They picked out a short black dress, matching shoes and red panties
and had Christy put them on there.
The dress was basically a tight wrap that buttoned down the front. There were seven
buttons that held the dress together. Two thin straps ran over her shoulders, holding the
dress up. Her shoulders and arms were left bare. The dress started a few inches below
her collar bone and ran down to the middle of her thighs. The material clung to her curves
tightly, doing a good job of showing off her 37C-29-33 figure. Christy put on the red silk
panties and the black 4 inch heel shoes. She exited the changing room and was greeted by
whistles from the FBI agents.
"Why didn't you give me a . . . bra?" Christy whispered the last word.
"Well, Mrs. Simmons, when you walk over to your target, well . . . let's just say
he's more likely to notice you if there's a little . . . jiggle. You understand."
"Mmmmm . . . ok, if you say so. What now?"
They took Christy over to the Marriott, giving her some tips on how to behave. As they
neared the hotel, Christy was becoming very excited. This was different then simply letting
two men into her house and allowing them to molest her. Now she was acting like a real
secret agent, getting into a character and trying to deceive a couple of drug runners. She
decided that she would pretend she was one of those sexy women she saw on the daytime soaps,
the kind of woman who could pick up a man in a bar and do anything she wanted with him. Since
her husband was out of town there was no reason to tell him about this adventure, either.
Jenkins showed Christy a picture of the man she was suppose to keep occupied. She
was startled to see that he was black. "Well, of course he would be," she thought to herself,
"he's a drug runner after-all." He wasn't bad looking for a black man. He looked more
muscular than Terrance, the black insurance scammer who took advantage of her last month.
This guy looked tougher, more dangerous. The agents also showed her a picture of his partner
who might be there. He looked very similar to the first guy. They could almost be brothers.
He had that same criminal look to him. It was about 8:45 when they arrived at the hotel.
Christy walked through the well-lit lobby and into the darker bar. There were six
tables spread out through the floor and a long bar with about 12 stools, which were half full.
The tables had round tops and a center post. There were no cloths on them. Four of the tables
had people sitting at them and a waitress ran back and forth between them. Christy felt
herself slipping into character, adopting the persona of a sexy single woman on the make.
Excitement rushed through her. She had never acted like this before. It was fun and
empowering.
As she walked over to the bar to order a drink and find a spot to casually look around,
a hand grabbed her forearm. She stopped in her tracks and looked down at the man who held
her. It was him! Christy was startled but quickly composed herself as she smiled down at him.
He was sitting alone at a table in the center of the room. He looked even tougher in real life.
His brown silk suit sparkled in the candle light from the table.
"Hey Mandingo Book Dfwknight but that didn't matter to me, cause I was gonna see my wife fuck
his big black cock.
Next, she started sucking his cock, she could get the tip in, but she
couldn't go down very far. I don't think it mattered a whole lot to
him by the way he was moving his hips and moaning. She finally stopped
sucking him and she got on her back and spread her legs for him. That
was so exciting to see her spread her legs for another guy in front of
me, and a black guy to make it even more exciting. He got between her
legs and positioned himself over her pussy. I must remind you that
normally my wife is shy and not even that aggressive in bed, although
she does have her moments. But the next thing she did turned me on
more than I have ever been turned on.
I saw her reach under and grab
his black cock, and start rubbing her clit and pussy with it, she was
working him into to her. I could see her grab him tightly and shove
his cock into her as far as she could. Finally she had his cock and
her pussy wet enough that I saw him start to ease it into her. In a
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and stepped out of them. Just as she did, she looked up and saw that the waitress had returned
and was waiting to take their drink orders. Christy gulped and lay her panties on the table.
Dominic clapped his hands and said, "I knew a girl this hot would be wearing red! Cough
up the dough, Jules."
As Christy sat down she saw Julius pull a thick wad of hundreds out of his jacket. He
peeled one off and flicked it at Dominic. Christy reached for her panties but Dominic snatched
them away.
"This is my real prize," he said, sniffing the silk. Christy blushed again.
The waitress rolled her eyes. Dominic ordered three more Tequila Sunrises. When the
waitress left Dominic put his arm back around Christy and then placed his hand back on
her knee. Julius put his palm back on her belly. Both men leaned in close to her. Christy
was feeling very uncomfortable but she wasn't sure how to get them to stop without offending
them. She tried to ignore her discomfort. After all, it wasn't so bad. Their hands felt so
warm and powerful. Their massaging was gentle, almost loving. These men weren't trying to
take scam her or take advantage of her like those bastards last month. These guys were
just passionate. They really seemed to think she was sexy.
As Dominic moved his hand towards her thigh, Julius slid his fingers up Christy's
belly, over her ribs, up the underside of her breast and towards her nipple. Christy
caught her breath and held it. She couldn't believe how these men were feeling her up
in the middle of this crowded bar. She was glad they hadn't invited her back to their room
but she was still shocked at their brazenness. The waitress returned with their drinks
and the men broke off their advances, to Christy's relief.
"A toast," said Dominic, "to the most beautiful white woman I have ever seen."
"Here, here!" cheered Julius.
"Oh, why thank you," replied Christy, touched by their sweet words.
The men took deep swallows of their drinks and set them down, returning their hands
to Christy's body. She was startled and almost choked on her drink. Dominic ran his fingers
up Christy's inner thigh, approaching the hem of her dress. Julius slid his fingers over her
right nipple, swirled around it twice and moved over towards the center of her chest.
"What a smooth fabric," Julius whispered in her ear. The soft breeze tickled her. She
let out a little laugh which Julius took as a signal to continue. He kissed her ear and
licked her lobe. The warm sensation sent a tingling down her spine, melting her muscles.
Christy threw her head back, being over-whelmed by all the intimate contact.
Julius moved his fingers along the top of her dress, stopping over her top button and
popped it open. His hand slowly slid down to the second button and flicked that one open,
too. Christy was barely aware of it though because Dominic's hand had moved up her between
her thighs and reached her moistened pussy. She let out a soft moan when his fingertips first
brushed against her uncovered pussy lips. Julius thought she was reacting to him, though, so
he moved his hand down to the third button, just below her breasts, and opened it. The
stretched fabric covering her breasts quickly parted, revealing her ample cleavage. Since her
breasts were packed tightly into the dress, they pushed together making her cleavage quite
deep. Christy glanced around, hoping no one else in the bar had noticed, but the three guys
at the table across from theirs, about six feet away, were watching them and laughing.
Christy tried to ignore them and focus on the pleasant sensations from Dominic's fingers on
her pussy.
Julius ran his hand slowly down to the fourth button, just over her belly button, and
unfastened it, too. The top of her dress spread opened further, exposing her breasts almost to
the areolas. Julius slid his fingers up, pushing into her naked cleavage. He flattened
his hand out, covering most of the inside of the left breast. He slid his palm over, moving
his hand under the dress, and covered her nipple. He gently squeezed her breast. Christy
let out another Interracial Gangbang Porn Big Black Cock White Pussy a hotel room and invite
him to come with us, but she was afraid he would say no, I knew better
because my wife is a slim, very attractive redhead. When he came back,
my wife excused herself to the restroom, and I began to tell this guy
that one of my wifes fantasies was to be fucked by a black guy. He
looked at me funny, like is this a trap or what, but I assured him we
were sincere and would cause him no harm, just pleasure. He said OK.
When my wife got back, I suggested we go ahead and leave, so we went
to the car. I drove and she sat between me and him. On the way there
we mostly made small talk. When we got to the hotel I went to get a
room, while I was gone my wife told me he started telling her how he
was going to fuck her and give her a big cock to try. She also said he
had his hand under her skirt and was fingering her pussy. He had
taken her hand and placed it on his cock, she said she could tell he
was the biggest cock she had ever felt. She was very nervous, but at
the same time she was excited.
When we got to the room, he went to the 
Blacks On Cougars Stephanie Wylde Best Cuckold practically touching. She flicked her tongue about rapidly, licking both black cockheads
at the same time. Drops of pre-cum oozed out of the ends. Christy eagerly lapped it up. The
semen tasted a little saltier than the cum she had drunk last month. Still, it was
tasty.
Dominic thrust his hips forward, knocking Julius out of the way and pushing his cock
into her mouth. Christy opened wide to accept it. She sucked on the hard black cock while
she continued jacking both with her hands. Her head bobbed back and forth, savoring the feel
of the warm cock flesh in her mouth. She was beginning to enjoy this sordid act. After blowing
Dominic for awhile, she felt Julius' dickhead pressing on her lips, trying to squeeze past the
cock in her mouth. She pulled Dominic's dick out of her lips and sucked in Julius into her
open mouth. He was so big she could barely get the head in. She stretched her lips even wider
as he crammed his dick down her throat. Soon she could feel the head banging against her
tonsils. Christy was over-come with passion and sucked with wild abandon.
Before she knew what was happening, Julius withdrew from her mouth and both cocks
were pulled from her hands. She opened her eyes, fearing for a moment that they had been
discovered. The two black men were still fully clothed in their suits even though Christy
was bare-assed naked. Dominic reached down and, grabbing her arms, pulled her to her feet.
Julius walked over to a near-by lounge chair, his cock bouncing before him as he walked. He
lay down on the chair as Dominic led Christy over to him. Julius' cocks stood straight up,
like a big black flag pole. With his hands on her bare hips, Dominic guided her body over
Julius. Her knees were spread around his hips, resting on the chair. Her pussy hovered over
his stiff cock. This isn't what she wanted to happen but it was too late to say no.
She lowered her body onto his dick. The large head pressed her pussy lips apart. Christy
let out a loud moan as his cock probed deep into her moist love canal. She began moving
her hips up and down, riding his hard cock. She had never felt so filled. They fucked like
animals, him dressed in his silk suit and her completely naked. She held onto the smooth
fabric over his bulky arms, trying to steady herself. Julius reached up and grabbed her
shoulders and pulled her down to him. He gave her a deep soul kiss, their tongues
intertwining. Christy was in ecstasy. She felt an orgasm start to build.
A shock broke through her haze when she felt something press against her asshole.
"Oh, no!" she thought. Dominic was going to fuck her in the ass. Julius held her shoulders
in a tight grip. She couldn't move. She screamed as Dominic's cock pried apart her sphincter.
Julius kept sliding in and out of her pussy as Dominic slowly worked his cock down her
dark hole. More and more of his fat dick jammed into her asshole. Christy, breathless,
anxiously looked around to see if anybody could see her being double fucked. She didn't see
anyone, though there were shadows moving around in some of the windows. Both cocks were now
thrusting rapidly in and out of her. Her pussy and asshole were filled to the max with thick
black cock. She screamed again, this time not from pain, but rather from the powerful orgasm
that sent shudders throughout her body. Her climax left her in such a blissful daze that she
could barely hear the shouts of "Shut the fuck up!" coming from a few of the windows.
Still delirious, she said to the men screwing her, "Please, please . . . cum in my
mouth!" She couldn't believe it when she heard herself say it. Why had she said it? It was
so disgusting when those insurance men came on her face last month. But now it was all she
wanted. Christy couldn't wait to taste cum again.
The men laughed and pulled out of her abused holes. With their hands on her shoulders
they pushed her down onto her knees on the grass and they stood over her, their hard cocks
bouncing off her mouth. They began jacking their own dicks, pumping their sweaty wet cocks
fast. Christy tilted her head back and opened her mouth wide, Cuckold Post I could feel him pushing his cock as deep into her as he
could, and then finally just stay tensed up when he started cumming in
her pussy. I came right after that in her ass.
Usually, I am definitely done after I cum, but we asked him to leave
and give us a little privacy, which he did.
After he left, I was still horny. My wife had my cum in her ass which
I couldn't see, and this black guys cum in her pussy and it was oozing
out, which I could see. My wife loves for me to eat her, and I dove
down between her legs and started to eat her while she told me how
much she liked getting fucked. She came again, she says her orgasms
are much more intense when I eat her after she has been fucked. I
needed some relief, so finally I started to fuck her, and there is
nothing that feels better than to fuck her pussy after someone else
has fucked her.
We have done this about a dozen times in the last several years, but
only this once with the black guy. We'd love to hear from other
couples with similar experiences. We live in the Central Arkansas
area. 
Black Cock you want me to do this?"
"Tonight. It has to be tonight. We don't know how much longer they'll be staying. We
need you Mrs. Simmons. Will you help us get our job backs? . . . and nab Mr. Big?"
Christy wanted to help but she was nervous. "Can't any of the other FBI agents
help you?"
"Not while we're under suspension. They could get suspended too for helping us. We
need an outsider. This guy is real scum, Mrs. Simmons. Even worse than those insurance
con-artists. This dirt bag sells drugs to kids in school. He's ruining young lives. He's
destroying our community. He has to be taken out."
"Well, since you put it that way, I guess I have no choice." Besides, Christy reasoned,
it wasn't like she had anything better to do.
They all shook hands in agreement. Smith and Jenkins looked through her closets but
couldn't find any appropriate outfits. They drove Christy over to the nearby mall and took
her into Bella Donna's. They picked out a short black dress, matching shoes and red panties
and had Christy put them on there.
The dress was basically a tight wrap that buttoned down the front. There were seven
buttons that held the dress together. Two thin straps ran over her shoulders, holding the
dress up. Her shoulders and arms were left bare. The dress started a few inches below
her collar bone and ran down to the middle of her thighs. The material clung to her curves
tightly, doing a good job of showing off her 37C-29-33 figure. Christy put on the red silk
panties and the black 4 inch heel shoes. She exited the changing room and was greeted by
whistles from the FBI agents.
"Why didn't you give me a . . . bra?" Christy whispered the last word.
"Well, Mrs. Simmons, when you walk over to your target, well . . . let's just say
he's more likely to notice you if there's a little . . . jiggle. You understand."
"Mmmmm . . . ok, if you say so. What now?"
They took Christy over to the Marriott, giving her some tips on how to behave. As they
neared the hotel, Christy was becoming very excited. This was different then simply letting
two men into her house and allowing them to molest her. Now she was acting like a real
secret agent, getting into a character and trying to deceive a couple of drug runners. She
decided that she would pretend she was one of those sexy women she saw on the daytime soaps,
the kind of woman who could pick up a man in a bar and do anything she wanted with him. Since
her husband was out of town there was no reason to tell him about this adventure, either.
Jenkins showed Christy a picture of the man she was suppose to keep occupied. She
was startled to see that he was black. "Well, of course he would be," she thought to herself,
"he's a drug runner after-all." He wasn't bad looking for a black man. He looked more
muscular than Terrance, the black insurance scammer who took advantage of her last month.
This guy looked tougher, more dangerous. The agents also showed her a picture of his partner
who might be there. He looked very similar to the first guy. They could almost be brothers.
He had that same criminal look to him. It was about 8:45 when they arrived at the hotel.
Christy walked through the well-lit lobby and into the darker bar. There were six
tables spread out through the floor and a long bar with about 12 stools, which were half full.
The tables had round tops and a center post. There were no cloths on them. Four of the tables
had people sitting at them and a waitress ran back and forth between them. Christy felt
herself slipping into character, adopting the persona of a sexy single woman on the make.
Excitement rushed through her. She had never acted like this before. It was fun and
empowering.
As she walked over to the bar to order a drink and find a spot to casually look around,
a hand grabbed her forearm. She stopped in her tracks and looked down at the man who held
her. It was him! Christy was startled but quickly composed herself as she smiled down at him.
He was sitting alone at a table in the center of the room. He looked even tougher in real life.
His brown silk suit sparkled in the candle light from the table.
"Hey Big Black Dick Shemale reflex reaction, her legs came up to accomodate all of him and
within just a few strokes he was bottoming out. She wasn't screaming,
but was she was doing some serious moaning. It was at this point that
I realized how much she was enjoying his cock, because she was
grabbing his ass pulling him into her as deep as he could go.
After a few minutes of fucking like this, they switched positions. She
got on top of him, and again as she straddled him, I could see her
grab his cock and aim it at her pussy. We have discussed this position
many times, because it is my favorite position for watching. She knew
this and as she was fucking him, she would lean over him so that I
could see more of his cock going into her. She was teasing me with his
cock.
It was all I could take, I couldn't watch anymore. I stripped down and
joined them. I asked them to switch positions again, I wanted him to
fuck her doggy style while ate her pussy. Her pussy tasted so good,
and I could tell she was loving it too. I could see his big black cock
only inches away from my tongue,