What Would You Have Said?

"No, I've never even met a black guy properly till now."

"Is it something that turns you on, Chrissie?" Clive asked as he continued to caress her exposed breast..

"I've always thought about it," she sighed as her hand now caressed his chest.

I was just transfixed by the scene now playing out before me.

"Well why don't you take off my towel for me?"

She immediately pulled at it eagerly as he stood up to help her. It came away from his body and he stood in front of her, his back to me with his rock hard cock pointing towards her.

Clive turned his head to over where I was sitting and said, "Come over here my friend, I want you to be close and see what happens now."

With my heart pumping and my cock starting to throb, I walked over and stood next to Clive and looked down. Without exaggeration his erect cock must have been nine inches long.

He said to me, "It won't be long now before I put this inside Chrissie. Are you sure you are okay with this Rick? There's no going back once I'm fucking her!"

Even though he asked me the question, I could see Chrissie nodding her head furiously and hungrily at me, imploring me with her sex crazed eyes to say yes.

'Shall I make her suffer and say no?' I cruelly thought for a split second.

"What the hell, fuck it - give the dirty slut what she wants,' I thought to myself as I gestured towards Clive with a nod of my head.

"It's all good mate, I feel great, you go ahead and start what you've wanted to do all night, Fuck her pussy long and hard and make sure you enjoy it".

"Thanks for asking my friend but if she's going to have a black cock, there's no one I'd like more than you to initiate her into the brotherhood. There is one thing though, before you do fuck her."

"What's that? Ask me anything you like."

"Well, is it true what they say that if a white woman goes black, there's no going back?"

Clive laughed out loud. "No, don't be stupid. It's something we black guys say to scare white guys and get their wives going, A big cock is a big cock whatever the colour!"

"Nice one, Clive," I laughed.

"Hey, but don't you tell anyone will you. The brothers will kill me if they find out I told you."

"Don't worry, Clive, your secret's safe with me. Now just give her what she wants, and needs by the looks of her." I backed away and sat down again, watching intently as he began.to make his move towards his ultimate goal that night? Fucking Chrissie!!

He leant down with one hand on each of her breasts and started to suck on her nipples. Chrissie let out a sort of cat call. 'Wow!' I thought, 'I've never seen her like this.' He lifted his head up and asked her to stand, which she immediately did. Clive then unzipped the rest of the outfit and it fell to the floor. Chrissie now stood there in just her red stilettos, white fishnet stockings, and small red G-string.

"Beautiful," he said, then with one movement he placed his hand on the back of her head and she slowly sank to her knees before him. He looked at her and laughingly said, "Doctor says open wide now, nurse."

She leaned forward and put the end of his massive cock in her mouth. She licked it, sucked it - it was like she had been doing it all her life. He lifted his leg and put his right foot onto the bench to steady himself and give Chrissie better access to his cock, and her head went further down and she started to lick his big, jet black balls. She was totally in a different world.

In the meantime, he was massaging her tits and telling her what a dirty bitch she was, and how he would have to teach her a lesson for being so naughty. I could tell she was soaking wet.

He pulled her up and laid her on the bench. I thought he was going to fuck here there and then, but no.

Clive pulled her legs up and pulled aside her red satin G-string but was careful to leave it on for now and started to lick her soaking pussy – soft, then hard, hard, then soft. Then he pulled his head back, slid three fingers easily into her pussy and rubbed really hard, switching from G-spot to clit and back again. All of a sudden she actually ejaculated and squirted what seemed like gallons of liquid. Up until now I was the only guy that had made Chrissie squirt or gush but now the floodgates were truly opened

Chrissie was now gasping for breath but at the same time crying for more. Clive pulled her round so that her legs dangled over the side of the bench. He grabbed a leg under each arm and moved towards her with his cock. I saw her hands reach out to grab his tight arse to pull him in.

At that split second I knew this was it, the moment of no return. I felt incredibly horny – and angry, turned on, humiliated, scared, intensely sexy, and jealous – all at the same time. But I wanted it to happen, and there was nothing I could do now anyway.

Clive leaned forward and put the head of his rod at her pussy entrance. He turned to me and said,

"Come over here, Rick, look at this."

I walked across and I could see his impressive, dark black, smooth cut cock pressing at the entrance of her cunt. The amazing thing was that it was almost as if the pussy lips were moving around the helmet and trying to suck it in.

"Ok Rick, this is it, I'm going to fuck her now. Last chance mate, are you still okay?"

"For Fucks sake, Clive, now's not the time for talking! It's so horny, do it, man just do it."

"Yes, do it Clive. Just fuck me, please just put it in me. It's up to me not him, I want it. Just give it to me," shrieked my wife, legs open wide, pussy dripping wet, her eyes so wide and bright, pleading for it to happen.

"Tell me what you want then, like a good nurse should," he said firmly.

"Clive..." she screamed.

He stopped her dead. "No, tell me you need my big black cock inside you."

"Oh yes, I do, I need that big black cock inside me. Pllllleeaasse put it in NOW!" Chrissie screamed.

He pushed slowly forward and I watched as his thick shaft started to disappear into her body. She rolled from side to side, pushing against him. Then with one big thrust he buried it in her right up to his balls.

I went back and sat down as he started to piston in and out of her. From where I was sitting I could see his balls slapping against her arse. I could see his face in the mirror opposite, the sweat beads on his brow dripping down onto her breasts mixing with her sweat; and I could see his hands gripping her legs at the knees, pushing them wide apart, his perfect black arse pushing in hard, then out, then back in slowly till she begged for it faster. His arse moved in again, he moved it around side to side. Round in a circular motion, and all the time he was saying,

"Tell me you want it, tell me you need it. Go on Chrissie, what do you want?"

The more he talked to her, the more she answered, the more turned on I was. I was incredibly horny and excited but strangely didn't want to join in. it was their show, that's what was doing it for me!!

"I fucking want it, I need it. Give it to me you black bastard."

"Go on, tell Rick what you want."

"I want Black Cock. Yes, okay, now give me what I want, it's fucking amazing, yes, I Love it!"

All my senses were being assaulted from all sides. Chrissie wailed and swore, she screamed it was the best cock she ever had. He was clearly a skilled and experienced swordsman. He fucked her hard and fast, then soft and slow. He turned her over on her knees and took her from behind, then turned her back over so she could spread her legs wide for him to fill her aching pussy while he bit each of her hard nipples in turn, in time with each thrust of his rock hard black cock.

He lay behind her, manoeuvring her onto her side, and then had her sit on his tool as she bounced up and down on his huge West Indian pole. Both positions were obviously so she could face me while she was being fucked and fucking him, and I could clearly see her face, and of course Clive's, as he grunted, sweated, and groaned to take her to black heaven and she begged for more.

After what seemed ages he started to sweat, his face changed, and he got into a steady rhythm. I knew at that point he was preparing to come. Chrissie knew too, and was shouting, "Give it to me, give it to me!"

There I was, sitting with a raging hard on, feeling more turned on than I'd ever been turned on before, my quiet unadventurous wife being fucked into next week, not only by an old friend but a BLACK old friend. My mind was spinning between anger, jealousy, humiliation, regret, but that was all overridden by the amazing sexual high I was feeling watching them before me.

I stood up from the bench and walked over; they were totally oblivious to me now. They were so engrossed in their hard, animalistic fucking that I didn't even exist. I hadn't even thought till now whether Clive had a condom on. 'Oh fuck, even though Chrissie's baby making days are behind her the thought of gallons of black seed pumped into my wife's pussy wasn't something I had planned.' But again at the same time, it crossed my mind that if he wasn't wearing one then it must have been what she wanted, so that was a real turn on.

With a mighty thrust he started to build up to his climax. His strokes were long and deliberate, buttocks clenched each time his balls smacked against Chrissie's arse. She was screaming encouragement,

"Fuck me harder you black bastard. Come on, give me that seed. Fuck it harder, come on, and fill my cunt with creamy spunk, black spunk. Fuck me, come on, leave it in me, don't pull out. Now NOW NOW!

With that, he grunted and growled, and seemed to be locked to her pussy. His balls jammed right up against her cunt and arse while they emptied all his seed. He stayed still for a minute, and then pulled away. He turned to me and smiled, and said, "Well Rick, that's one hell of a woman you got there, look at this." He pulled off his condom; there must have been a gallon of creamy white seed in it.

"Normally I wouldn't let this go to waste, but as you are my friends I've put all my come in here."

At that point I swear I could see disappointment in her face?

"But who knows? If we meet up again a few times, she may want me to give it to her instead." He smiled.

She was nodding in agreement but unable to speak.

Slowly gathering my thoughts again, I said to Clive, "You must be thirsty now. Do you want a drink?"

"That would be really cool, thanks mate."

Before I could ask Chrissie if she wanted one as well, I heard her voice from behind me say, "Yes Rick, you go to the bar. Clive's your friend and you trust him, so leave us here while you get the drinks."

Actually, what I had meant when I asked the question was for us all to go to the bar for a break! As it turned out, I found myself virtually sent to the bar like a waiter to fetch room service.

Without even thinking I said, "Ok." I left the room and heard it locked behind me. I went to the bar to get the drinks. When I got there Zoey had been freed from the pole she was tied to earlier and was back serving behind the bar.

"How's it going with you and Chrissie then? Having Fun?" she smiled.

"Yes thanks, it's a bit surreal at times but I suppose that's only to be expected on your first visit here, isn't it?"

"Yes, well, I always think you know within ten minutes of being in here whether it's for you or not, and the fact you are both still here after a couple of hours and having fun tells me you've got a great future in swinging circles." She threw that long blonde hair back and laughed. "Who knows? You may even see Chrissie tied to the pole like me in no time at all."

"Yes, we watched you earlier on; do you do that every week"?

"It depends," she laughed.

"On what?" I asked curiously.

"Whether I want a good fucking or not, and whether I see a guy or lady I want to have fun with. It's just one of those things. I can go two weeks and not join in, but in the right situation with the right people I can play most of the night. I love sex and new experiences. Because of the way I look, people are sometimes afraid to approach me thinking I'll be stuck up or brush them off. Nothing could be further from the truth. Fortune favours the brave don't you think, Rick?

She said the last few words with one of the naughtiest looks I've ever been on the end of. All I could think of was her tied to the pole and the sound she was making as the black guy was eating her pussy and imagining me in his place. I looked back into her eyes and it was almost like they were challenging me, saying, "Go on, ask me. Have you got the balls? Do you want some of this? Do you want to fuck me or not?"

As I stared at her huge tits I heard her say, "Well I've got other people to serve, so did you want some drinks? I'm assuming that's why you came to the bar, not just to tease me and stare at my beautiful tits." She threw her head back again and laughed.

'Fuck, Fuck, Fuck,' I thought, 'I've got to get back upstairs with the drinks but in front of me stands a woman that most blokes outside of this place can only dream of having.'

"Err, yes please, I need some drinks. Chrissie and an old friend are waiting for me upstairs and I must have been gone for nearly half an hour already."

"Well I'm sure they won't miss you too much, will they. So you've got to go then? Definitely? Absolutely I can't tempt you with these then?"

With that she unzipped her top and spilled out those massive tits we had seen earlier on the dance floor. She grabbed my hand and put it on her left tit.

"Well, ok then, if you have to go, but just feel what you are going to be missing!"

"Well we may come back next week," I said, knowing her interest had probably just flown out of the fucking window along with any opportunity I may have had that night of fucking the dirtiest most desirable woman in the club that night!!

"Like I said to you earlier, I never know when or where the mood takes me. It may happen again, it may not. If you find a winning lottery ticket in the street you don't take it back in the fucking shop and swap it for a new one in case you win more next week do you?"

"Ok thanks, I'll have two Diet Pepsi's and Budweiser, please."

"Ok here you are, have these on me. That's the least I can do as I was hoping that it would have been you on me right now!"

With that she turned on her killer heels and that was the last I saw of her that night!

Wow, doesn't time fly! I had been gone from the room half an hour now, so I went back upstairs as quickly as I could with the drinks.

As I approached the door I could hear as plain as day Chrissie's screaming and the unmistakeable sound of Clive's cock pumping in and out of my wife's pussy.

He was shouting, "You love it, don't you bitch," and she was screaming, "Yes, yes!"

I knocked on the door. They just carried on.

I knocked louder and Chrissie yelled, "Go away, come back in a bit," but Clive said firmly to her, "Don't be disrespectful to my friend. He went to get us drinks, so go and let him in, then get back over here. We haven't finished yet"

"Good. Because I'm still hungry for more of that gorgeous cock of yours."

Next thing the door opened, and the first thing that hit me was the smell of sex and sweat – a sort of musky smell that only comes from frantic, long, hard fucking. Chrissie was standing there. Her hair was matted with sweat (and maybe sperm??), her make-up was smeared around her face. She was wet from head to toe with sweat, and while her right hand was on the door handle her left was cupping her pussy. I thought either you are sore or you are holding something in? Had she taken a load from Clive? I wondered. But the thing that really stood out was she looked so contented, in fact more than that she looked like the cat (maybe a black cat) that got the cream, double cream at that!!

She said, "Clive told me to say sorry."

"That's ok, there's no need to be sorry, you aren't sorry are you?"

"Sorry, why would I be sorry, I feel amazing, and you are okay, aren't you? And as for Clive, well you can ask him yourself," she laughed.

I walked into the room and gave Clive his drink.

"Cheers mate, can you just shut the door please? Thanks. Now what did I tell you, Chrissie, over here please?" As Chrissie walked over to Clive, I lay down on the bench near the door where I was before I went to get the drinks, wondering what was going to happen next.

Clive was sitting on the edge of the bench opposite me, beckoning her over. She walked over, sank to her knees, and started sucking his cock.

Clive said to me, "While you were at the bar she told me she liked the taste of a black cock, it was different, and now she wants to taste black seed. I told her we would have to ask you if it was ok first, so what you think."

As I looked over at her on her knees, she was hungrily sucking and licking his cock and balls. She was running her hand up and down his big black shaft to make him harder. She was again in a world of her own.

"I thought I saw some in her hair when I got back," I said quietly.

"Oh no, she did ask, but I said as you are my mate. I wouldn't take advantage, but I did shoot over her tits and neck, and she liked that. I think some may have got on her hair from that."

"It's up to you two, I don't mind either way," although secretly I was hoping he would, just to see how she handled it.

I needn't have worried because as soon as I said that, her mouth, lips, and hands went into overdrive. She used her tits to fuck his cock, sucked him, and told him how much she wanted to taste his black seed.

I watched Clive's face as he started to come. He was sweating and his face was contorted in ecstasy. Now it was his turn to scream,

"Yes go on Chrissie, suck it baby. Ooh yes, lick those balls, Aah yes, Suck my black cock, Aww you are THE best baby, I love it, Oh white girl you the best. Oh fuck me, I'm coming. Oh not yet , not yet, Shit , I'm coming , I'M COMING!!

He held her head firmly with those big black hands, and shot every drop of come from his big black balls into her mouth and throat. She didn't flinch or pull away, just made a low, soft, gurgling noise, pleasure and relief all at the same time as she swallowed Clive's sperm.

She slipped the now going soft cock from her mouth and turned to me, and with a small trickle of Clive's seed coming from either corner of her mouth, which now had started to turn into a smile, she said to me,

"I hope you enjoyed that as much as we did, Honey. Thank you for being so understanding about it."

She had never swallowed my come, so I had to ask, "How did it feel and taste? Are you ok?"

"Ok? I'm great! I was a bit worried about how I'd cope, but once I felt Clive's cock starting to throb and I knew he was coming, I lost all sense of fear and just let it happen. It gushed out and shot to the back of my throat. A lot just slid down but what was in my mouth I rolled around with my tongue getting used to the taste. It was hotter than a white guy's and slightly sweeter, still a bit salty but a really amazing feeling. I even came myself while he was shooting into my mouth, that's how horny it felt."

"That's some woman you've got there, Rick," Clive said wearily. "I'm going to have to go soon, I've got to get back to London. But If you guys fancy getting together again, then I'll be here at the club same day next month. To be honest, it makes a change to meet a genuine, decent couple that know how to enjoy themselves, and as for Chrissie... Well, Nuff respect man."

I thought about what he said for a split second and replied, "Ok, but before then if you fancy a beer for old time's sake, why don't you come and see us at home because we haven't had much chance to catch up really. Do you still have my old mobile number from the Physio sessions?"