My Night with Two Black Lovers

My husband and I have a great marriage.  We were collage sweethearts, and have been married for nine years.  

We both have busy lives, but in between we try to make each other happy, and one way I know my husband loves me keeping in shape is to give him best sex he could ever get.  I have been to strip clubs with my husband, and he always gets excited when the customers pay attention to me.  

I usually dress sexy, and it makes Andy happy showing me off.  We have also attended a few swing parties, and have spent some evenings at an adult motel.  Both settings allowed us to play out some of our fantasies with new partners.

Lately he and I have been so busy.  We have had minimal time for each other, and decided we needed a vacation.  We decided to go to Vegas for a long weekend.

Andy made all the flight and hotel arrangements.  What I did not know was that he also made other special arrangements... arrangements for my pleasure.

We were both excited, and I wanted him to always remember the vacation.  I worked out extra hard before we left, and went shopping for some sexy vacation clothes.  My breasts are a little large and heavy for my body (103 lbs, and 5' 1").  My 34D breasts look big with my 22-32 body.  

Usually I buy bathing suit tops that are full and supportive, but for that trip I purchased a little yellow string triangle bikini.  Trying it on in the store I stepped out to look in the mirror.  The sales girl gave me a big "WOW" when she saw me.  All the bikini was is three small triangles and string to hold them together.  I thought `why not buy it.'  I also found a few sexy things (dresses, thongs), but I decided to go braless for this vacation.  My husband has asked me several times and again I decided why not.

As soon as we checked in Andy went to gamble, and I headed to the pool in my new bikini.  Sitting in a lounge with a Pina Colada, and my feet up, I thought I was in heaven.  It was not long before a nice looking black guy asked if anyone was sitting next to me.  Grinning, I told him he was.  

We laughed a little and introduced ourselves as he sat.  His name was Terry.  He said he had come to Vegas with his friend for a few days.  We got along great.  He was nice.  He was funny.  We had a few drinks together.  

Latter my husband came out and we all got along really well.  Little did I know that the two of them had met earlier... in the hotel lobby, when I went to the pool. Soon I was in the pool with Terry, having a great time.  

At one point I fell asleep for a little bit, and when I woke up Andy and I went back to our room to get ready for dinner.  I was so horny after my shower I put on a little red tube dress I had bought for our trip.  It was really short, and pushed my breasts up high.  With my stilettos I looked like a stripper.  

Coming out of the bathroom I laughed when Andy's eyes bulged out of his head.  I asked him jokingly if he wanted to show me off that night, lifting my dress to show him I was wearing no panties, and had shaved my pussy.  I promised I fuck him "like I was a hooker" latter.  It was so funny when all he could do was nod his head yes.  But I did notice a slight smirk on his face.

Andy and I had a great dinner, and later stopped at a roulette table where we ran into Terry and his friend Darrel.  I had had some wine with dinner, and a few drinks at the roulette table, so I didn't object when Terry put his arm around my waist.  It felt nice, and found I was holding on to him too. 

A few times I felt his hand on my butt, and it felt really nice not thinking anything about it.  We decided to go dancing in the club, but soon after we got there Andy said he did not feel well, and told me he was going back to our room.  He told me it was OK for me to stay with Terry and Darrel.  I kissed Andy goodbye and though I'd stay for just a few dances. 

Terry soon had me laughing so hard at one point I almost fell out of my dress.  He insisted we have a round of shots.  We were having a great time.  I was sitting on Terry's lap.  I felt great and was having a great time.  

I felt Terry place his hand on my thigh, pulling my legs open a little, and rubbing the inside of my thighs.  It felt so good.  I started to squirm a little on his lap, feeling myself getting aroused.  With one hand he played with my hair, and he moved his other hand inside my thighs... until it touched my pussy.  I know Darrel was able to see my vagina as Terry's fingers toyed with my pussy.  It all felt so good.  I did not want him to stop.

I was so sensitive.  I had never felt that way.  Darrel took my hand, helping me to my feet.  When I stood up, Terry ran his hand under my dress and fingered my pussy again.  I stood there not caring who saw me.  He felt so good.  When I was about to cum he suddenly stopped and took my hand, and said, "Let's find a more comfortable place."

I assumed they were taking me to their room.  Little did I know that they did not have a room.  They actually lived in Vegas.  Andy had contacted them through CraigsList before we ever left home.
I did not pay any attention to what floor we were going to as the elevator went up.  Both guys were kissing on me and running their hands over my body.  I was sort of `out of it' as we exited the elevator and headed to a guest room.  Terry had a key card, so I had no reason to question that the room was his.

As the door opened I saw my hubby walking out of the bathroom.  Of course I was startled, but I retained my composure as I asked, "Why are you here?"

Andy simply said, "Because this is our room.  Welcome home!"  I heard the door close behind us.

As soon as the door was closed, Darrel pressed me against the wall and pulled my dress down.  I was only slightly shocked, but relieved as he suck on my nipples and grouped my breasts.  I noticed that Andy had already removed his shirt and shoes.  Both of my new black friends were soon out of there clothes, and I was stripped of my dress.  They led me to the bed.  I finally figured out that my crazy hubby had set this whole thing up.

Terry pulled my head over toward his cock, suggesting that I suck it.  Suddenly I realized he was huge!  He must have been ten inches and thick.  His balls were big and heavy... but I wanted to touch him.  

Lying on my side I put the head of Terry's cock in my mouth as Darrel pushed his cock into my pussy, fucking me at the same time.  I heard Darrel tell Terry that I had a tight white cunt, but that they would get it loosened up.  I noticed that Andy was sitting in the chair across the room, had his cock out, and was stroking it as he watched the two black guys play with me.

Soon Darrel had me cumming.  I tried to keep sucking on Terry's huge cock as I came.  The two men then switched.  I begged Terry not to put it all inside me, that he was to big for me, but he laughed, smacking my ass telling me, "We'll see just how much you can take."

Terry spanked me hard as he fucked me.  Darrel rubbed my clit, making me cum constantly until Terry had the entire ten inches of his cock buried inside me.  The two men fucked me hard, over and over.  They came inside my pussy and my mouth several times.  At one point I was begging them to stop. I could not cum any more.  Andy came over and gave me a big kiss.

I reached out and wrapped my hand around my hubby's hard cock.  He was obviously quite turned-on by watching me get repeatedly fucked by our two new black friends.  It was the firs time I had ever been with a black guy... and it was TWO of them!

I stoked my hubby a few times before laying back and resting on the bed.  Then Terry and Darrel started playing with my breasts and pussy again.  I was enjoying it again.  They both fucked me again and again.  Soon I was nearly passing out from exhaustion, but the two men continued fucking me hard for hours.  I know I had MANY orgasms that night, and received lots of sperm too.  Although I was tired, I remember falling asleep with a smile on my face and a very fulfilled body.

Terry and Darrel must have left shortly after I fell asleep.  Sometime the next morning I woke up having sex with my husband.  For a brief moment I thought it had all been a dream.  But from the soreness in my pussy, I realized the night before I had had the most incredible sex of my life.

We never saw Terry or Darrel after that.  Andy and I just enjoyed the rest of our long weekend on our own.  But the following two nights (and many nights since), Andy recalled all that he had seen the black guys do with my body... and I replayed to him the many sensations I experienced that night.

I still occasionally wear that red tube dress when Andy and I go out looking for some fun.  It always reminds me of my first black sex experience, and never fails to get me hot just thinking about that night.

Suzie 