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She arrived at the hotel at 8 pm and despite the fact that Scott had already checked in, she stopped by the front desk to see if John had checked into the adjoining room yet. He had. And in addition to that, he had left her a single red rose and an envelope. Inside the envelope was a note that read, "Dear Felicity, Looking forward to tonight. Just follow my lead and everything will go smoothly. You can start by removing your panties. See you soon. - John."
Felicity shivered as she read the note, the mere thought of John's body near what would soon be her exposed womanhood had her pulse rising already. After greeting John at the door of his hotel room with a kiss, Felicity excused herself to the bedroom and followed John's first order. She already felt supremely desirable in her outfit. Now, without any underwear, she felt naughty and horny too. And she hadn't even smelled, seen, or touched John yet.
Even though the couple was excited about what the evening would hold, they were also a little nervous and Felicity agreed with Scott's suggestion that they go to the bar early for drinks before checking into the restaurant at 9. The alcohol helped their nerves and at 8:55 they walked from the hotel bar, over to the restaurant, checked in and were seated at a secluded table in the back.
John strode in confidently at 915 extending a firm handshake to Scott, and a kiss on each cheek to Felicity. After ordering a scotch on the rocks from the hostess who showed him in, John sat down next to Felicity and across from Scott and warmly began engaging him in conversation.
Both men liked football, college and professional, but John liked basketball while Scott liked soccer. Both men were raised by single mothers, but John never knew his father while Scott's parents divorced when he was ten. Both men loved cooking although Scott cooked a lot more mac n cheese since he was a stay at home dad while John only cooked on weekends since his wife cooked during the week.
This whole time John was caressing Felicity's inner thigh under the table. Felicity returned the favor by stroking his cock through his pants.
John then swung the conversation to Felicity and her week at work before Scott started asking what John did. He was a partner at a firm where he defended mostly corporate clients from discrimination lawsuits. Yes it wasn't lost on him that being a black attorney often helped him get white clients off the hook. But he said a lot of them were innocent and he helped others install best practices to make sure discrimination didn't happen again.
John kept the wine flowing throughout the dinner and when everyone was done with their main course he signaled for the check before turning to Scott and said, "Now is your last chance to back out before dessert." He then lifted Felicity's hand off his cock, drew it to his lips, and kissed it tenderly.
"I am going to do things to your wife tonight that you never thought possible," he continued. "Is that really what you want?"
"More than anything," Scott whispered meekly.
When the check came, John paid it, in cash, before asking Scott to lead them all out of the restaurant. Felicity trailed behind her husband, holding his hand, and John walked behind them.
The elevator was crowded, forcing Felicity to push up against John to accommodate more people. John took the opportunity to pivot so that his cock was pressing itself against Felicity's ass. She managed to suppress a moan as she felt his already hardening shaft throb through his pants.
Scott had reserved rooms near the top of the building so there was no one else on the elevator when they reached their floor. Felicity took the lead this time, out of the elevator and towards the adjoining rooms.
"Scott, why don't you go through your room and open the adjoining doors," John said. "The one on my side should be open now. There is a bottle of merlot on the minibar. Please open it, pour yourself a drink and then take a seat at the table. Felicity and I are going to get comfortable on the couch."
Scott did as instructed and by the time he sat in the swivel chair across the room from the couch, Felicity was already sitting in John's lap, holding his head with both hands, kissing him deeply while John held her back with one hand and his other disappeared underneath her skirt.
Felicity had never kissed a black man before. His lips were the fullest thickest lips she had ever felt. She adored how their warm wetness enveloped hers. His tongue penetrated her firmly, deliberately, swirling itself with hers in a tender embrace. His other hand was slowly caressing the folds of her womanly entrance. The knuckles of his index and middle finger were running up and down her slit, pushing her labia apart, gradually applying more pressure and pushing themselves deeper into her as she moistened.
When John felt she was ready he pulled his knuckles back, straightened his index and middle finger and began to push them steadily into her now sopping wet hole. "Ohhh..." Felicity moaned, the first real penetration of her pussy was somehow both a release of anticipation and a simultaneous beginning of a much deeper want.
John stopped when his fingers were half inside her, He held them there for a second before rotating them slowly and then massaging the top of her love canal. Felicity whimpered as waves of pleasure began to surge from the top of her pussy to every corner of her body. She broke off her kiss and could only hold onto his head and press her forehead against his. "Oh fuck. That feels so good. Don't stop," she gasped. John had no intention of stopping his internal massage until she rewarded him with her first orgasm of the night.
"Oh... oh... oooo..." Felicity wailed, she had never had an orgasm like this before. No clitoral stimulation, no nipple stimulation, just pure ecstasy coming from her vagina. Her entire body shook in John's arms.
Scott took a huge sip of wine and refilled his glass.
When she stopped convulsing, John rotated his fingers again, before pushing them all the way in. Felicity gasped. Just his two fingers were as big as her husband's entire cock. John released her torso with his other hand so that she fell back on the armrest of the couch. He then began to fuck her with his fingers as he unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it from her skirt. With her blouse now open he pushed one bra cup aside, exposing a nipple, and squeezed it between his fingers. Felicity began moaning again as he did.
John was now finger fucking her hard with one hand as he freed her other nipple with his other hand, squeezing that one too. "Oh fuck yeah I am going to cum again," Felicity groaned as John continued his assault. Felicity never fully came down from the first orgasm. She was high on a pleasure plateau. But she had felt this orgasm before. Her nipples were very sensitive and combined with his fingers vigorously assaulting her pussy, the dam broke again. "Ooo... ooo... Oh fuck," she moaned as her body convulsed from her second orgasm.
When her body had calmed, John took his fingers from her pussy, brought them to his mouth, and sucked them clean. "You taste exquisite, Felicity. Scott is a very lucky man." Still recovering, Felicity could only manage a nod as John easily lifted her from the couch and carried her to the bed which was just a few feet away.
After gently placing her on the bed, he whispered something in her ear before she began to take off her heels, skirt, blouse, and bra. John also began to strip, beginning with his shoes, pants, and then boxers. When his massive cock was exposed, hanging like a fire hose between his legs, he turned to Scott and said, "You are welcome to stay and watch me fuck your wife Scott, but you'll have to remove your clothes first. We're all equals here. Either you strip naked like we are, or you can go back to your room. I'm fine either way. It's up to you."
Scott only nodded, put down his wine, and began to remove his clothing. By the time he had finished removing and folding his clothes, and had gathered his wine and sat down on his swivel chair, John was laying on his side behind Felicity facing Scott. She was also on her side facing Scott, or at least her hips were, her torso was flat on the bed. John had her legs spread wide, he was holding one of them at the ankle in the air near his head. He even reached to kiss her knee. John's other arm held the weight of his upper body on his elbow while his forearm extended to caress Felicity's breast. The bulbous head of his immense shaft was pushing towards Felicity's glistening folds. Scott knew his dick was nowhere near long enough to take his wife in that position.
"Guide me in baby," John instructed softly. And she did exactly that, with her left hand pushing the head of John's length into her sex as he thrust into her. Scott caught a glimmer of her wedding ring as John's colossal cock began disappearing inside her.
Scott figured John chose this position to give him an unobstructed view of John first penetrating his wife. And it was appreciated. Scott couldn't help but begin to stroke his own dick as he saw his wife's pussy lips stretch to accommodate John's girth.
"Oh fuck you are so big," Felicity moaned and she closed her eyes as John filled her like no man had ever done before. Felicity felt vulnerable in this position with her legs spread so wide, her sex exposed for all to see. But the pleasure coming from the nerve endings in her vagina made it all worth it. And the only one watching was her husband.
It wasn't just the extra pressure of his size stretching her out that was making her tingle all over, the angle was causing new sensations too. She was grateful she was on her back and could just relax and concentrate on the sensations John was creating in her body. It was a relief not to think about how she should position herself, where she should move what body part when. She just laid back and let John take charge.
John's long black length was now steadily thrusting in and out of Felicity's pink folds. Scott tried to match John's pace with his hand on himself. He knew he wouldn't last too much longer. He knew John would. Felicity finally opened her eyes again to see John staring back down at her. "You are truly a beautiful woman," John whispered. "Your body was made to take a cock like mine. You are doing so well. You are going to love the rest of the night."
Felicity could only nod and moan in response, the sensations coming from her sex were just too powerful. But she did finally manage to lift her hand and tenderly trace the outline of John's firm jaw. "You are beautiful too," she said. "You are already the best lover I've ever had, and I haven't even cum on your dick yet."
"We can fix that," John said. And he then swung one of his legs over Felicity's hips so that each of his legs were now on either side of her one leg resting on the bed. Her other leg was still in the air, now supported by his torso as he could now fuck down into her cunt from a scissor poistion. His one arm freed from holding her leg, he could now devote both hands to pleasuring her fleshy mounds.
Scott was a little annoyed that his view of John's cock violating his wife's holiest of holies had been cut off, but when he saw John's butt muscles start flexing as he thrust down into her, and when he heard Felicity's moans of delight, he quickened his own work on his shaft. He would not be long now.
"Oh god you are so deep. Fuck me. Fuck Me. Make me cum," Felicity shouted as John pounded her. Hearing his wife's cries of ecstasy as another man fucked her, sent Scott over the edge. He shot his load onto the floor of the hotel room. Felicity's third orgasm was not too far behind him. John had begun cupping her breasts and squeezing her nipples. Felicity's nipples were on fire, her pussy was experiencing a fullness she never thought possible, and her clit was getting hammered by John's pubic bone.
"Ohhh!!! Mhmmm!!! Fuck John!" Felicity screamed as her body trembled with the most intense full body orgasm she had ever experienced. John shoved his cock down into the hilt, pinning her against the bed when she began shaking. His hands pushed her breasts together. Felicity tried to buck and shift beneath him, but he kept her constrained to one position until her euphoria passed and she regained control of her body.
John then swung his leg off her, pushed her leg down so the couple were now in a spooning position, and then turned her head to kiss her. "How was your first big cock orgasm?" John whispered with a grin. "Better than I ever imagined," Felicity replied, batting her eyelashes. "It... it just really doesn't compare to anything I've ever experienced."
Scott could not hear what the couple was whispering about. Their newly shared intimacy stung. But he could see the smile on Felicity's face. It was more than a smile. It was a look of pure satisfaction.
The couple lay their kissing and cuddling for a minute or two before John whispered again in Felicity's ear. She nodded and proceeded to crawl towards Scott, stopping at the foot of the bed. She was now on all fours, her heavy augmented breasts swaying beneath her, her butt turned upwards, her pussy exposed to John, who was of course, still harder than a rock.
Felicity couldn't help but peak behind her in anticipation of John re-entering her. She had never felt so empty before. Her pussy ached for John to fill it again. When he did penetrate her from behind she gasped and turned to face her husband. Their eyes locked. Scott mouthed, "I love you." Felicity mouthed back, "I know."
John then secured Felicity with a hand on each hip and began to pump her from behind. The jolt of each thrust forced her tits to bounce together and elicited a small gasp from Felicity. When he had built up a good rhythm John said, "Felicity, thank your husband for allowing you fuck a bigger man. Tell him you love him."
"John you are the best husband ever," Felicity said in a loud but uneven voice that faltered with each thrust from John. "Thank you so much for believing in me and our decision to make this happen."
"Well said," John declared, noting that it wasn't exactly what he told her to say, but this was their kink and he was cool rolling with it.
"Now Scott," John continued. "Tell your wife you still love her and that she has your permission to fuck me whenever she wants."
"Felicity," John said calmly and smoothly, "I love you more than ever. Seeing you this blissfully happy brings me joy I didn't think possible. I will always love you, serve you, and obey you."
Again, not quite what John had in mind but close enough.
"OK Scott," John said, "Now come to the bed and kiss your wife. Let her know that no matter what happens here tonight you two still have a unique physical connection."
Scott did as instructed walking on his knees to the foot of the bed so his head was still level with his wife, and then he kissed her. Not a deep hard kiss, but a soft sensual one. As the couple began kissing, John again buried his manhood fully in Felicity, keeping it still there while husband and wife touched lips. Felicity's mind was scrambled. She could feel her husband's warm tender lips on hers, and part of her was with him in their shared erotic mental space. But there was also an intense pressure emanating from her womb, an overwhelming reminder that her new lover was also in possession of a part of her at the moment too. She was just getting close to reconciling the two when Scott pulled away.
"I love you," she mouthed as John pulled out of her and began to flip her over onto her back.
"I know," she saw Scott's lips say silently just before John swung her around so her head was near the head of the bed and her already well fucked pussy was open and on display for her husband.
Felicity now found herself lying on her back, her legs spread wide, a hulking handsome black man with the largest cock and biggest balls she had ever seen about to violate her womanhood. Normally, Felicity did not like missionary position. Scott never tried to mount her this way and even if he did, Felicity would not allow it. Too many bad memories of asshole white men getting theirs while leaving her wanting. But John was different. John had already gifted her with three mind blowing orgasms, the last of which was by far the most blissful event of her life. She wanted to return the favor. She wanted to please this man in the most carnal of ways. She wanted him to use her body for his pleasure. She wanted him to fuck her mercilessly until he came.
"Are you ready?" John asked, as he positioned himself between her legs and used one hand to begin sliding his length into her.
"I've neve wanted anything more," Felicity responded. "Take this pussy John. Make it yours."
With that encouragement, John drove into her with one swift thrust. After three orgasms and two other positions, her vaginal cavity was ready for John's length, and his cock slid smoothly into her. John then lowered his torso onto her, kissing her deeply, penetrating her mouth with his tongue. After a quick taste of her he moved to her neck, nibbling, kissing, breathing heavily into her, all the while his hips were now thrusting in and out of her. Felicity pulled him into her with her hands on his back.
John then picked up his pace, pushing his torso up and away from her so he could better piston in and out of her pussy. "Ohhh... ohhh... ohhh..." Felicity moaned as he picked up her pace. With his massive arms now flexing as they held the weight of his body above her, Felicity traced his dark muscles with her fingernails, going over his biceps and then his huge forearms. She loved big strong arms. She had chosen her bull well.
"Oh fuck me. Fuck me John. Fuck me harder," Felicity wailed as John kept up a fast and forceful pace. John then stopped suddenly and pulled out. Felicity gasped. "Don't stop. Please." John just nodded and repositioned his arms so they were under her knees not over them. This pushed Felicity's legs up wider and higher and enabled John to penetrate her even more deeply.
John restarted slowly, with his massive balls resting on her butt as he pushed in and out. But as he quickened his pace his balls now swung back and forth, the heavy sack slapping her ass with each stroke. As John pummeled Felicity like this she could feel another orgasm building. She moved her hands from his muscled biceps to his pecs, squeezing them as he had squeezed her breasts earlier, teasing his nipples with her fingers as he had teased her.
"Oh fuck baby, you're going to make me cum," John grunted as he moved his arms back over the top of her legs so he could lean and kiss her neck. Felicity wrapped her arms around him and pulled him tightly into her. "Yes John. Cum in me," Felicity moaned. "Cum deep deep inside me. I want it so bad."
"Ughhh... Ughhh... UGHHH!!!" John roared as Felicity felt an eruption of hot cum coat her cervix. The power of his orgasm sent her into her own blissful release, not as intense as her third orgasm, but powerful and welcome all the same.
It was Felicity who recovered first. John was still shuddering uncontrollably, moaning "Ohhh... ohhh... ohhh... as Felicity tenderly stroked his butt, back, and arms with her hands, answering his grunts with her own contented, "Mhmmm....mhmmm...mhmmm."
Scott had also manage to cum again by this point. The sight of John's balls slapping against his wife's ass while she moaned in delight was too much for him to bear. When John did finally regain his composure, he kissed Felicity on the forehead, said, "Thank you," and then pulled out, filling the room with a loud "thawp" as his cock left her body.
"I am going to freshen up in the bathroom," John announced. "I don't want to presume anything, but if you are the type that likes to eat a cream pie, now is the time Scott." John then pushed himself up off the bed and walked towards the bathroom.
