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A few months after our trip to Mexico, I was at my desk at work, and a text popped up to me and Jax from Sarah, saying, “How are my two lovers doing today? I put these on and thought about you, Jax.”

Two pictures were attached to the text. The first was my wife standing in her silver heels, white panties, garter belt, and stockings. She was also wearing a silver anklet I recently purchased for her with a spade charm. I found out what the spade charm meant and wondered it was stimulating when Sarah would wear it around the house. She knew what it meant and loved to tease me with it.

The second picture was of Sarah laying on our bed. Her panties were laying next to her, and she was spread eagle with her ten inch black dildo stuffed in her wet pussy. I could see her cream coating the bottom of the shaft.

I stared at the pictures and was completely aroused at my desk, knowing the last time my wife wore those clothes, she had the cum from two black men seeping out of her holes. Knowing she sent the pictures to Jax only intensified my erection. I felt the cravings that had been satiated for a while. The image of Sarah rolling her ass in circles as the two men double penetrated her with their big cocks filled my brain. Knowing Sarah sent those pictures confirmed to me that she was missing it as well.

I met Sarah at the gym everyday after work. When I first arrived, she wasn’t there yet. I ran into Antoine, her personal trainer. He was about six-five and 245 pounds of lean muscle. His dark brown skin made him look extra defined.

He’d been working with her for several months now, and I was more than happy with the results. Her ass was definitely firmer, and had actually grown in size it seemed. Her slender legs now had firm muscle tone, and she looked great in and out of a bikini.

Antoine was twenty-nine years old, and he sold real estate locally and was well-established selling lake properties to wealthy coastal dwellers trying to escape the bigger cities during and after the Covid outbreak. He’d accumulated quite a portfolio for a young man, and I helped him prepare a living trust since he was helping Sarah in the gym.

We’d become pretty close, and he was becoming a good friend. I’d had him over for our Superbowl party this year, and we had great conversations, especially when he saw my signed John Elway and Peyton Manning gear in my man-cave.

He also enjoyed overlanding, and he had a well equipped Toyota Tacoma that he’d rigged with a fully functional kitchen, shower, awning, rooftop tent, and everything you’d need to get you out of sticky situations. He was currently building a jeep in his barn behind his home. We’d been out on the trails a few times, and his knowledge of mechanics helped me to fix a few things on my rig.

“Sarah’s not here yet?” I asked Antoine.

“No, I haven’t seen her,” He replied.

“What do you think about us getting Russel Wilson this year?” I asked him.

We were both enormous Denver Broncos fans. I started back in John Elway’s early days as a quarterback, and he became a fan in his later years when he won the Superbowl. Now, Elway was a decision making executive for our team, and he gave up the world to get Russell Wilson as our quarterback.

“Bruh, it better work,” Antoine replied. “We gave up our first and second round picks for the next two years, plus a shit-ton of money.”

“I know, but the guy is special,” I said, trying to be optimistic. “I’ll have you and Craig over for some games this year.”

“Hell yeah, that sounds like a plan,” Antoine replied.

“Where the hell is Sarah?” I asked no one in particular. “Let me text her and see where she’s at.”

I pulled up my text string completely forgetting her last text was a picture of her with a black dildo inside her. Antoine was looking at my phone as we stood shoulder to shoulder facing the parking lot.

“Oh shit,” I said as I quickly turned my phone off.

Just then, Sarah’s red Jeep Rubicon pulled into the parking lot. She stepped down from the raised 4×4 looking stunning. She was wearing her gray leggings and a pink sweatshirt over a sports bra. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail. Damn, she looked good. We both watched her as she entered the gym and confidently strolled toward us.

“Hi love,” Sarah said as she kissed me.

“Hi babe,” I said.

“Hi Antoine, are you ready to kick my ass today?” Sarah said with a smile.

“Always,” He replied. “The question is, are you ready?”

“I’m always ready to work out,” Sarah bragged.

They started with some stretches, and I went off and did my own stretches before doing my chest and back routine. I watched through the mirrors as Antoine helped Sarah with her stretches and talked to her. I noticed his eyes drift over her body appreciatively, but not in an overly leering way. I couldn’t help but think he was seeing her differently after seeing her picture on my phone.

We continued our workouts for the next hour. I walked by Sarah while she was doing squats. Her gray leggings were stretching over her round ass, and I could clearly see her camel toe as she reached the bottom of her squats. Antoine was seeing the same view I was, and I noticed he had a large bulge running down his gym pant leg. He made eye contact with me, and looked away guiltily.

We finished our workouts thirty minutes later and headed home afterwards. We had dinner with our kids and prepared for bed.

I noticed Jax texted back finally, saying, “Holy shit, Sarah. You are hot as ever! I had my work phone and didn’t get this until just now. You made my day.”

Sarah giggled as she looked at her notification from Jax.

“Did you like my text, Steve?” Sarah asked me.

“I couldn’t leave my desk for thirty minutes after you sent that, my dick was so hard,” I told her. “I couldn’t get that image out of my head.”

Jax sent another text saying, “You still do this to me.”

There was a picture attached with Jax’s hard cock filling the screen. Sarah looked at it and licked her lips.

“You may have caused that reaction in more than just me and Jax, Sarah,” I told her.

“What do you mean?” she asked.

“When you were late for the gym, Antoine and I were talking for a while, and I pulled my phone out to test you, and guess what picture was filling the screen on my last text string.”

“Oooh shit!” Sarah replied as she covered her eyes, embarrassed.

“Yes, oh shit.” I repeated. “A stranger on vacation is one thing, a good friend is another.”

“Did he say anything?” Sarah asked. “Are you sure he saw it?”

“He didn’t have a chance to say anything,” I told her. “You pulled up right after I had the picture up. Neither of us knew what to say. But when you were doing squats, I saw him leering at your ass, and he had a huge bulge in his pants. I caught him looking, and he had a guilty look in his face when he saw that I caught him.”

“Oh wow,” Sarah responded as she wondered about him seeing her picture. “I was kinda horny today, and I watched our videos with Jax. I came three times, and one after I sent that picture. I never thought Antoine would see it.”

Sarah bit her lip as she wondered about Antoine getting hard after looking at her picture. The fact that she had a big black dildo stuffed in her pussy would let him know about her recent fetish. Part of her was humiliated, but another part of her, the naughty part, was on fire.

“He saw it, babe,” I told her. “The cat is out of the bag. Do we just pretend he didn’t see it, or do you want me to talk to him about it?”

“No, I don’t see a point,” Sarah said. “I’m sure you’re not the only guy with nude pictures of his wife on his phone.”

Sarah was extremely aroused when we had sex that night, and it did not take long for her to cum. We didn’t talk about Antoine seeing her picture, but I knew she was thinking about it. We both were.

Sarah and I met up at the gym the following afternoon. She was stretching with Antoine when I arrived. Unlike the day before, Sarah was wearing lavender short tights and a matching sports bra, a far cry from her ordinary soccer mom activewear. Her outfit left little to the imagination. Antoine and her were laughing and carrying on a conversation flirtatiously.

“Hey, babe,” I said as I kissed her lips.

“Hi honey,” Sarah replied with a bit of a naughty smile. “How was your day?”

“Not bad,” I said. “We picked up a new case today that looks promising. How was yours?”

“Great, Jenn and I went shopping and had lunch,” she replied as she bent over to stretch her hamstring.

Her ass looked delicious in her thin tights, and I could practically see her labia through them. Antoine was taking in the view from the front, and her ample cleavage was spilling out of the top. She exuded sexiness.

“You and Craig are still coming over Friday night for poker, right?” I asked.

“For sure,” Antoine smiled. “I wouldn’t miss a chance to take your money. Or Sarah’s cooking.”

I hit the squat rack after my own set of stretches, and Antoine and Sarah worked her back and chest. I noticed their chemistry had changed from previous interactions. She was flirting. We finished our workouts and headed home.

“Nice workout gear,” I smiled knowingly.

“I thought you’d like it,” she replied with a naughty smile.

“Me or Antoine?” I asked.

“Both,” she replied honestly.

“You liked him seeing you, didn’t you?” I asked.

“I never thought of him that way,” Sarah admitted. “He’s so much younger than me, but…”

“You’re still a beautiful woman, Sarah,” I told her. “And he’s a 29 year old man with two eyes. I’ve seen the way he looks at you. Are you sure you want to flirt with someone this close to us?”

“I really enjoy his company, but he knows how close we are,” Sarah said. “It’s just harmless flirting.”

“Well if you keep flirting, that might change,” I said. “Is that what you want?”

“Maybe,” she said guiltily.

We jumped in the shower together. Sarah had a hunger in her eyes. I grabbed the soap and caressed her body with it. I could feel her body melt into my touch. Her nipples were as hard as bullets when I reached around her body and caressed her round breasts.

I moved my hands down her firm belly and touched her moist folds. I could feel her hard clit poking out the top of her labia. Sarah turned when I touched her there and our lips met. Her tongue darted into my mouth as she wrapped her hand around my hard cock.

Sarah dropped to her knees and took my cock into her mouth. I could feel her tongue swirling around my cock head as she sucked me into her. She suctioned hard as she took me into her throat.

“I love watching you do this, Sarah,” I told her as she deep throated me.

“I love doing it,” she replied as she took me back in her mouth.

“Right now, I want to taste you,” I said as I picked her up and sat her on the tiled bench.

Sarah spread her legs and I licked between her labia. I could taste her excretion as it flowed out of her moist folds. She needed this as much as I did. I ran my tongue up and down and into her pussy and then sucked her clit into my mouth as her body writhed above me.

“Oh, ahhh, that feels good, Steve,” Sarah moaned.

I shoved my fingers into her and hooked them against her spongy G-spot. She was rapidly approaching an orgasm as her body shuddered. I stroked her G-spot quickly and sucked on her clit as her orgasm overtook her. I sucked hard on her clit and licked it through her orgasm as she pulled me into her. I only stopped when she shook and pushed me away from her.

“Fuck me, now!” Sarah said as she stood and bent over, arching her back for me.

I slid my hard cock into her with one easy thrust. She moaned in pleasure as I gave her what she was craving. We picked up the pace as we mated. She pushed her hips back at me as I slammed into her, making her ass ripple with every thrust. Our bodies made loud wet slapping sounds under the flowing shower water.

I slammed into her as our bodies were getting close to release. I pushed my thumb into her ass and fucked her harder. She moaned appreciatively as we climbed towards our climax. Sarah reached under her body and stroked her clit as I kept thrusting into her. I felt my balls tightening, and I pushed deep into her releasing my cum into her womb.

“Yes, fuck!” Sarah screamed.

Sarah felt my seed splashing into her depths, and it set her own orgasm off. I could feel her ass squeeze my thumb as her pussy did the same to my cock as she convulsed in pleasure.

We separated from each other when our bodies were finally done cumming. We held each other and kissed deeply under the hot shower water.

Friday night came, and Sarah whipped up snacks and dinner for our poker night before gonna the bedroom to freshen up. I let Antoine and Craig in, and we went to my man-cave to play poker.

Craig was a good friend of mine who owned a boat dealership in town. He’s in his early forties and knows Antoine from the gym. Craig is one of those fun people to be around and is at all times good for lots of laughs. He’s about six feet tall with a stocky create and has blonde hair that is starting to gray. We all distribute a common love for the Broncos, and Craig and I hit it off with Antoine because of it.

Our house has a walkout basement that I converted to a full guest house with its own bedroom and bathroom, full kitchen and island/bar, pool table, a round solid wood table and chairs, four TVs, a great sound system, a large leather sectional, two deep leather chairs, a fireplace, and lots of sports memorabilia adorning the walls.

I served everyone a beer and set out chips and dip on the table. We’d just sat down when Sarah walked down the steps. I could hear her coming as her heels clicked on the hardwood floors.

Sarah was wearing a casual sleeveless floral mini dress that flared at the waist and came to about mid thigh. It had a V cut that showed lots of cleavage, and she obviously had to skip wearing a bra. She was wearing strappy heels that accentuated her calves nicely. Her blonde hair was down and had a nice wavy curl to it.

“Hi boys,* Sarah said as she broke our temporary trance.

“Oh, hi Sarah,” Craig said.

“Hello beautiful,” I said as I kissed her cheek. “You look amazing in that dress.*

“Well I have this guy to thank for giving me this body,” Sarah said as she kissed Antoine’s cheek.

Antoine was speechless as he admired Sarah’s beauty. Her perfume was intoxicating and her lips felt soft on his cheek. He felt his cock stir in his pants.

We all sat down, and I dealt the cards. Sarah sat to my right, Antoine was across from me, and Craig was to my left. We played Texas holdem and took turns dealing and winning. Our chips were about even after about an hour.

“Who’s hungry?” Sarah asked.

“I’m starving,” Craig said.

We all agreed to pause the game for a bit while Sarah served us her popular spicy chicken wings. When she leaned over the table, I could clearly see her nipple as her dress pulled away from her chest. I saw Antoine admiring the view from the other side of the table and assumed he was seeing the same thing.

“Can I get you all another beer?” Sarah asked.

We all nodded, and Sarah walked to the refrigerator to get them for us with a sexy sway in her hips. She bent at the waist to get the beers from the bottom shelf. Her round ass was presented to us as her skirt lifted slightly. I could almost see the hint of the bottom of her cheeks. I turned and caught Antoine staring at her, and I smiled at him knowingly.

She brought our beers and gave them to us before sitting down to eat. She crossed her right leg over her left, and I looked down at her leg. That was when I noticed it. She was wearing her ankle bracelet with her spade charm. I looked up at her, and she knew I saw it and smiled sexily.

I could not believe she wore this in front of our friends. I don’t think Craig would be able to see it, but it was on her right ankle, and Antoine was sitting to the right of her. It would be hard for him not to notice if he looked down.

“How do you like my wings, Antoine?” Sarah asked as she uncrossed her legs and put them down facing him.

His eyes looked left from his plate to Sarah’s legs, pausing when he noticed her anklet and spade charm. He followed her long creamy legs up her luscious body to her smiling full lips and big blue eyes. “Was she coming on to him?” Antoine wondered to himself.

“They’re delicious, Sarah,” Antoine replied as he licked the sauce off his fingers. “I love your cooking.”

“You have to give me your recipe, Sarah,” Craig said as he devoured a chicken wing. “These are outstanding.”

We finished our wings and sweet potatoes and resumed our poker game. Sarah kept getting up to get us beers and made a habit of showing off her smooth thighs whenever she bent over. Antoine was no longer hiding his appreciation of her either. Craig seemed oblivious and was too focused on his cards to notice the flirting going on between the two of them.

Craig’s focus on his cards paid off, and he had a decent stack of chips in front of him until Antoine got a straight flush and took most of his pile. We played for another hour, and Sarah and Antoine had the last of the chips.

“It’s just me and you, Sarah.” Antoine said cockily.

“Time for me to take your money, Antoine.” Sarah smiled sexily.

Sarah looked at her two cards and made her bet, and Antoine matched it. On the flop, an ace and king of spades appeared. Antoine studied Sarah, as she did the same to him. She bet a stack of chips. He saw her bet and pushed all of his chips in. She took a breath and pushed her chips in to call his bet. The next two cards were flipped over, revealing a ten of spades and an ace of clubs. Antoine smiled at Sarah and flipped his cards over showing the other two aces.

“Four aces,” Antoine bragged. “Looks like I’m taking your money tonight.”

Sarah held Antoine’s gaze but didn’t budge. Her lips curled up in her own grin as she flipped a jack of spades over on the table. His eyes widened as he realized if she had the queen of spades, she’d win the hand.

She flipped her queen of spades on the table to everyone’s astonishment.

“How appropriate,” Sarah smiled. “Queen of spades makes a royal flush.”

“Well played, Sarah,” Antoine said, astonished she beat him. “He did not miss her reference to her queen of spades, but he maintained his poker face.

We cleaned up the table and walked upstairs. Sarah walked in front of Antoine with Craig in front of her, and I tailed behind the three of them. I looked up the stairs and realized I could see under Sarah’s dress. She was wearing a teal thong and her ass looked amazing. She had a sway in her hips that made it seem like she knew what she was doing. When she turned and looked back at Antoine, I knew for sure. Antoine’s eyes were locked on her ass, and he didn’t realize she was looking back at him.

“Damn, Sarah. Thanks for the view,” I said smiling. “You may have taken Antoine’s money, but you just made up for it.”

“No kidding, I’d pay to see a view like that,” Antoine admitted, laughing. He looked down at her anklet again and confirmed it was a spade charm.

The image of her with the black dildo stuffed in her pussy filled Antoine’s mind again. He’d masturbated thinking about the image several times since he’d seen it. Now she was showing him her ass. His cock was throbbing under his jeans.

We reached the foyer and exchanged goodbyes. Sarah hugged Craig, and then did the same with Antoine.

“Thanks for letting me take your money, Antoine,” Sarah smiled. “See you at the gym tomorrow.”

Sarah felt Antoine’s bulge push against her belly when they embraced in their hug.

“You better be ready,” Antoine said, grinning. “I’m gonna to make you pay me back in sweat tomorrow.”

“You know me,” Sarah replied. “I’m always ready.”

Sarah had a whole new gym wardrobe that was much more revealing, yet didn’t look slutty. She flirted with Antoine at the gym, but he maintained his professionalism and didn’t reciprocate.

Friday night came, and Craig and Antoine were coming over for another poker night. Sarah was making dinner and getting everything ready when Craig called me, saying he had to cancel. He had to pick up a boat for a client and couldn’t make it. I told Sarah as she was gonna the bedroom to freshen up and change.

“Sarah, Craig just called and had to cancel,” I told her.

“Shoot, I made us dinner and everything,” she frowned.

“Oh well, we can have the leftovers,” I said.

Sarah went upstairs to get dressed, and I met Antoine at the door. I told him about Craig having to cancel as we made our way downstairs.

“Steve, I’ve been meaning to talk to you,” Antoine said, seemingly concerned.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“Sarah’s been kinda flirtatious lately, and I know you saw her on the way up the stairs last week,” Antoine said. “What gives?”

“Look, I’m not sure how to say this, but I’m okay with her flirting,” I told him. “We kinda experimented some when we were on vacation a few months ago. We opened up our relationship a bit.”

“Are you swingers?” Antoine asked, surprised.

“Kinda,” I shrugged. “But don’t tell Sarah I told you. I want to see how she acts around you tonight.”

“Fine with me,” Antoine said, grinning. “Sarah is the hottest woman I’ve known. I still can’t believe she’s over ten years older than me. But as long as you don’t mind.”

“I encourage her,” I said.

Antoine and I were drinking our second beer and playing pool when Sarah came down the steps. She was wearing a light purple and pink spaghetti strap dress that had buttons going down the front of it. The V in the front cut below her breasts, showing a lot of cleavage. The bottom of the dress rested at the top of Sarah’s thighs. She had a pair of strappy tan heels on, and I could see her anklet on her right ankle again.

“Hi Antoine,” Sarah said flirtingly.

“Hey Sarah,” Antoine replied, looking her up and down.

“No cards tonight?” Sarah asked.

“No, with three of us it’s just no fun,” I said. “We can play pool instead.”

“Fine with me,” Sarah replied. “I’m sure I’ll beat Antoine at billiards too.”

“Oh really…” Antoine replied. “We’ll see about that. You want to put your money where your mouth is?”

“Sure. $20 a game?” Sarah asked.

“How about a button for each game you lose,” I suggested.

“Oooh, I like the sound of that,” Antoine agreed. “My $20 to your buttons. Rack em.”

Antoine broke, sending a solid into the pocket. He cleared four balls off the table before he missed a shot. Sarah leaned over to take her shot, presenting us a great view of her round breasts from across the table. She sunk the nine ball and then moved to our side of the table to take her next shot. She bent at the waist, and her skirt raised from behind. Her thighs looked tantalizing under her skirt. The hem just barely covered her ass from our view.

Antoine made no effort to hide his stares at her. I grinned at him, knowing she was putting on a show for his advantage. Sarah continued to run the table and lined up a shot on the eight ball in the side pocket. She made it easily, but the cue ball kept rolling and dropped into the corner pocket, losing the game.

“Time to pay up,” Antoine said expectantly.

Sarah looked into Antoine’s eyes as she unbuttoned the top button of her dress. Her dress was cut below her breasts already so this button opened even more of her cleavage to our view.

“Rack em,” Antoine said.

Sarah leaned over the table to line up the rack. Her dress barely maintained her tits now, and they were spilling out of the top, but it somehow was keeping her nipples just below the fabric.

Antoine knocked a stripe and a solid in on the break. He assessed the table and chose solids again. He ran the table this time and won the game.

Sarah looked at Antoine and brought her hands up to her top. She hesitated, then smiled and brought her hands down to the bottom of the dress unbuttoning the bottom button instead.

Sarah racked again. This time when she leaned over, her dress parted at the top and bottom, presenting us with a view of her creamy thighs and breasts at the same time. Antoine licked his lips as he looked into her eyes.

Antoine won the next round after Sarah missed her shot on the eight ball. Sarah again gazed into Antoine’s eyes and unbuttoned another button at the top.

“Rack em, beautiful,” Antoine told her.

Antoine’s compliment made Sarah shudder, and she bit her lip as she leaned over the table to line up the rack. Gravity pulled her breasts down, and the top fell away from them enough to reveal her now hard pink nipples. Antoine stared at them in awe as his cock hardened under his jeans.

“Damn, you’re beautiful, Sarah,” Antoine said. “You’re a lucky man, Steve.”

“I know,” I said.

Antoine lined up his break shot and knocked a stripe into the pocket. He started a run and dropped four in before missing a shot. Sarah leaned over the table to line up her shot as we stared at her exposed tits. Antoine stood in front of the pocket that Sarah was aiming for. Her eyes shifted from the pocket to him. That was when she saw it. He had a enormous bulge running down his left thigh. Her concentration was broken, and she missed the easy shot.

Antoine ran the table, and Sarah had to undo another button. This time she chose another bottom button. When she leaned over this time, the bottom of her dress opened even more, revealing the bottom of her bald mound and a hint of her pink labia. Antoine was throbbing in his pants now.

He lined up the break and dropped two solids in. As he was lining up his next shot, Sarah stood in his line of sight and separated her feet, pulling her dress open to his hungry eyes. He could see moisture between her legs. She was in heat, and he didn’t know how much more of this teasing he could take. He refocused on the table and took his shot, missing the pocket.

“Did something distract you, Antoine?” Sarah said teasingly.

She walked to Antoine’s side of the table. She had to reach far across it to line up her shot. As she was doing this, the side of the table pulled her dress up in the back, revealing her round cheeks and the pink treasures in between. Antoine’s eyes bulged, and he looked at me as if begging. I nodded at him and looked back at her perfect ass.

Antoine had been fantasizing about her ass since he met her. He focused on her workout routine to enhance this feature even more. Now it was staring him in the face like a fine work of art that he had sculpted. Her recent teasing had been torturing him, and he needed to have her.

Knowing that I wasn’t gonna stop him from getting what he wanted, Antoine dropped to his knees behind my wife’s upturned ass. He hooked his arms under her legs, spreading her open and pulling her back at his face, and he feasted on her pink folds that he’d been dreaming of for months.

“Oh shit, uhh!” Sarah cried in surprise.

Sarah’s body was in shock at the sudden invasion. She was teasing Antoine but did not expect him to physically attack her the way he was. Her instinct was to withstand and pull away from him. She looked at me apprehensively, but when she saw the hungry look in her eyes, she paused. I nodded at her to encourage her to yield her body to him.

Sarah bit her lip as she felt him licking and sucking on her clit from behind. He was kneading her cheeks in his hands as if testing them for firmness, and he liked what he felt. He also liked what he tasted as he shoved his tongue deep into her pink tunnel. He savored her taste in his hungry mouth. He pulled his tongue out and sucked her left labia and ran his thick lips up and down while licking her. He did the same to her right labia. Sarah moaned in pleasure.

Sarah and I were both overcome with lust as Antoine attacked her from behind. She relaxed her body and pushed back at the strong black man. He spread her cheeks and stared at her pink openings as her body started to writhe. She laid herself out and grasped at the felt of the pool table as she arched her ass into him, desperate for his touch.

Sarah now needed Antoine’s tongue on her, and I needed to see her pleased this way. Having another man touching my wife so intimately shook me to the core, bringing back the memories from Mexico. Unlike with Jax, this man was a close friend of ours, and it made it even more erotic for both of us.

“You’ve been teasing me with this ass for months, Sarah,” Antoine said breathlessly. “Open yourself up and give it to me.”

His decadent words shook my wife to the core as she found herself in a state of total submission to this strong black man she’d been fantasizing about for months. Sarah slid her hands across the felt table and reached back and grabbed her cheeks in each hand. Her fingers dug into her flesh as she grabbed her firm glutes and pulled herself open for Antoine’s tongue.

Antoine buried his face in her again, making Sarah moan loudly. His tongue moved up and down her open labia while her stared at her crinkled pink anal opening. It looked so gorgeous that he had to lick her there. He wanted to savor every inch of this hot wife in front of him, now that she was his.

Antoine moved his tongue up and rimmed her ass as her body quivered. She grabbed her cheeks harder and pulled them open for his tongue, encouraging him to explore her there. He needed no invitation. He buried his tongue deep into the object of his desires. While Antoine tongued her ass, he brought his finger up to her wet opening and pushed it in, stroking her G-spot while thumbing her clit.

“Oh God, yes, ahhh!” Sarah moaned into the pool table.

My wife’s legs were trembling, and I could tell she was getting close to an orgasm. Antoine sped up his pace as he moved his strong thick finger in and out of her while he licked her ass. Her moaning turned into cries of pleasure as she submitted her ass to him. He wanted her ass, and she wanted to give it to him. She pushed herself into his exploring tongue and fingers.

Sarah felt her body getting ready to climax into him, and she held her breath. Just as she was at her peak, Antoine stopped touching her and stood up. He pulled her off the pool table and reached in front of her, grabbing at the front of her dress. He ripped the dress open, sending the two remaining buttons flying across the room, making her screech in surprise. He turned her around and kissed her deeply as her dress fell to the floor, leaving her in just her heels.

Sarah felt Antoine’s desire for her envelope her body as he pulled her into his kiss. His big lips felt so strong as he kissed her, and their tongues explored each other in shared wanton desire. Antoine reached up between them and grabbed her firm breasts and pinched her nipples softly.

“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time, Sarah,” Antoine said huskily as he pulled his shirt off and unbuckled his belt. “Now take my cock out.”

Sarah looked at the chiseled black god in front of her. He towered over her with his young strong body, and he looked like he could be a professional athlete. His veins were pumping with blood, and she could almost see his pulse through his defined arms. His abs were cut into a V that led down below the waistline of his pants, as if it was a road sign leading to a treasure. Sarah wanted to follow it to see where it went.

It had only been a few short months since Sarah stood in front of another man this way, but it felt like a decade. She reached for the top button of his jeans and quickly undid it as she kneeled in front of him. She couldn’t wait to taste him, and her mouth started to salivate as she unzipped his jeans and reached for the waistband. Sarah pulled down on his jeans until they slid down his hips revealing more and more of the cock root leading to her treasure. He was bare of any hair and the base of his cock became visible.

Sarah gasped when she saw how thick his cock was. She pulled harder as her eyes feasted on more and more of his thick black cock until his dark crown became visible down his left pant leg. As the jeans cleared his cock, it sprang up suddenly, hitting Sarah on the chin with an audible pop. His cock was about ten inches long and about as thick as a can of shaving cream. She reached her left hand up and wrapped it around the base of his cock, unable to get her fingers around it.

Antoine stepped out of his jeans as he looked down at my smiling wife holding his cock with her wedding ring hand. His cock looked enormous in her slender and perfectly manicured fingers. She stroked him lightly as she felt his firmness in her hand. A small dollop of precum dripped from his urethra as his cock pulsed in her pretty white hand.

Sarah licked her lips as she looked at his precum before gazing up into Antoine’s eyes. He peered down at her sexy pink lips as she opened them and closed the distance on his cockhead.

Antoine felt like he was in a dream as my gorgeous white wife was about to touch him with the lips he’d only fantasized about until now. She extended her tongue and slowly licked the trail of precum from his cock, making him shiver this time. She closed her mouth and smacked her lips as she savored the salty taste of him for the very first time. Sarah brought her mouth back to his cockhead and swirled her tongue around it. She trailed her tongue down his thick shaft as she explored every inch of him.

My wife kissed the bare skin above his cock and licked down to Antoine’s balls, taking one in her mouth. She moaned loudly as she sucked his thick nut and pushed him up against the pool table. She stroked his thick shaft with her hand while sucking his balls between her lips. His thick testicle came out of her mouth with a pop as she wrapped her lips around the base of his cock while sliding upward.

Sarah enveloped the tip of his thick dark crown with her soft pink lips while stroking him and caressing his balls. My wife pushed him into her mouth as his cock slowly started to disappear between her pink lips. She bobbed up and down until half of his cock was inside of her mouth and throat.

“Fuck, your mouth feels good on me, Sarah!” Antoine said breathlessly.

Sarah smiled up at him with her eyes as she took more of his cock into her throat. She was now determined to bury all of him inside her. She wanted to please this man whom she’d recently wondered about while masterbating. She was able to get the final few inches into her mouth and throat as Antoine looked down at her in awe and pleasure.

“Damn, Sarah. Nobody’s ever been able to do that!” Antoine moaned.

Sarah moaned into Antoine’s cock as she massaged his balls with her fingers. My hot wife began bobbing on him as he leaned back on the pool table and enjoyed her mouth. She sucked on him for a few minutes and then pushed on his chest, encouraging him to lean back on the pool table.

Antoine leaned back wondering what Sarah had in store for her. Sarah was on fire, and she wanted to please Antoine in methods he’d never felt before. She kissed down his thick shaft and sucked his testicle into her mouth and then slid her lips down below them while pushing his legs up to get access to him down there. She sucked on the bottom of Antoine’s enormous balls and slid her lips down to his taint as she continued to stroke his dick with her left hand.

Antoine could not believe the sensations running through him as he watched my gorgeous wife stroke him with her wedding ring shining at him as she licked his taint. She trailed her kisses even further down, and he pulled his legs back to give her access. He’d never had a woman lick him there, and his cock was throbbing as my sexy wife rimmed her tongue around his anal passage. Just when he wondered the sensations couldn’t feel any better, Sarah flattened her tongue and began lapping at his spread open asshole.

“Oh fuck, oh shit, ahhhh!” Antoine moaned in surprise. “Fuck that feels good, Sarah!”

Sarah darted her tongue into his ass as she stroked him even harder. She knew if she kept going, he’d probably cum this way, but she wanted more. She needed more. She rimmed his ass a few more times before trailing her kisses back up to his cockhead. She saw several drops of precum pooled up on his stomach so she licked and slurped it into her mouth before enveloping his cock once again. She bobbed on his dick a few more times, but Antoine suddenly pulled her off him and stood up.

The enormous black man picked my blonde wife up as if she was weightless. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. He positioned his cock at her entrance and pulled her down on him, sinking into her tight passage for the first time, making her moan loudly.

“Oh fuck, mmmm!” Sarah mewed as she accepted his cock.

Antoine held her ass in his hands and bounced her on his cock as more and more of it sunk into her wet pussy. After several strokes, he bottomed out inside of her. He picked her up and dropped her back down on him as their bodies connected in wet sounds of sex. I could see her white cream coating his cock as he bounced my moaning wife on his big black cock.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes!” Sarah screamed as he drilled his cock into her trembling body.

“You like this cock Sarah?” Antoine asked.

“Oh God, yeah,” Sarah moaned between breaths. “Fuck me, Antoine! Fuck me!”

Sarah’s ass looked entrancing as it rippled on Antoine’s thick cock. There was something so taboo about the contrast of her pale skin as Antoine’s black body entered her over and over again. Everything about them contrasted. He was a enormous black muscular giant man, while she was a soft pale female goddess. But they had one thing in common at this moment; they both needed each other in this carnal frenzy of sex.

“Antoine began slamming Sarah into his cock like she was a rag doll. He was so strong that his movements appeared to be effortless. The wet slapping sounds coming from their bodies sounded obscene as Sarah approached her needed climax. She shoved her tongue deep into Antoine’s mouth as she thrust her hips into him, and her orgasm finally came.

“Oh fuck, yes, yeeeeees!” Sarah cried as her body squirted all over Antoine’s cock.

Antoine walked to our sectional with my wife embedded on his cock. He sat down on the chaise and kissed her deeply as she continued to ride his dick. He laid back and pulled her down on him as he sucked her big tit to his mouth. He held both of her tits in his hands as he sucked each of her nipples into his mouth alternately.

“Your lips look and feel good on me too, Antoine,” Sarah said, smiling down on him in post orgasmic euphoria.

Antoine reached down and fondled my wife’s round white cheeks as she rode him. He let her come down from her orgasm and then rolled her over onto the chaise on her back. He looked down and marveled at the gorgeous sight in front of him. My wife was splayed out in all of her glory with his big cock embedded in her tight white pussy. He never dreamed this would ever come true, but here she was after cumming on his dick.

“You are so fucking beautiful, Sarah,” Antoine said as he looked down at her.

“Thank you, Antoine,” Sarah said as she reached up and ran her hands up across his firm abdominal muscles.

Sarah touched and admired the enormous black man as he fucked her. She ran her hands up to his strong defined pecs, and she pinched his nipples. She brought her hands up to his shoulders before bringing them down his thick vein-covered arms to his bulging forearms.

To be continued. Please upvote if you want more.

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