Vegas Surprises

I continued to imagine as she described moving her hands, so the bra slid off onto the floor; they were both topless now! My cock throbbed as I imagined what was going through both their minds at the moment her fantastic bare tits came into full view! She had told me long ago what a sense of power she felt when seeing the lust in a guy's eyes as she exposed her tits.

In my mind I watched her naked tits bounce slightly as she dropped to her knees in front of him.

She undid his belt, then his pants, then opened the zipper as he casually kicked off his shoes. She lowered his pants to discover he was commando, his hard black cock was inches away from her beautiful white face!

My only disappointment came as she told me, "Evidently, not all black men have gigantic cocks!" I believed the rumors, and was anticipating her experiencing a 10 inch, maybe even 12 inch shiny black cock in her mouth and pussy. She quickly went on to say, "It wasn't small by any means, maybe 7 inches, not what I had expected, but big enough! He knew how to use it, and I certainly enjoyed it immensely!"

As I replayed in my mind what she just said, "I certainly enjoyed it immensely!" I had to smile at my wife describing how she had enjoyed this 7 inch black cock shortly before she met me for drinks as casually as if she was telling me about some item that she had enjoyed for lunch! Again, a lot of people, especially men, would wonder about my sanity for being excited that my wife had enjoyed another man's cock, but it's our marriage and we both derive great pleasure from these experiences, not only at the time, but for long periods afterwards as we replay them in our minds again, and again.

I just knew her expression was one of admiration as she took in his naked body before her. She did that thing that drives me crazy with lust when she does it to me, looking up into his eyes from a kneeling position as her hands rubbed his thighs and then, ever so slowly leaned in to lick the head of his hard cock! My own cock twitched as she described it.

She went into great detail describing how it felt to swirl her tongue all over the engorged purple head of his cock. She is a world class cocksucker, it's not a job-- she totally makes love to a cock!

She brought her left hand up to cup, and massage, what she described as large, heavy balls as she wrapped her soft lips around the head to suck gently. She said she felt him pushing forward, trying to get more of his cock into her mouth, but she kept him at bay so she could continue at her pace.

She felt totally in control, and was determined to give him the best blowjob he had ever had. It was surreal for me, sitting in a booth in a crowded bar, listening to my wife describing how she sucked this black cock just a short time ago, all the while subtly shifting to be sure I caught glimpses of her exposed tits as she intentionally teased me!

I couldn't help but wonder how wet her pussy was at the moment. I was just about to put my hand between her legs to find out, when the waiter showed up with two more drinks. He tried not to, but the poor guy couldn't help but stare at my wife's half exposed tits, and I suspect he could also see her hand stroking my cock.

"We didn't order drinks?" I said. He struggled to tear his eyes away from my wife's display, but he did manage to say, "Compliments of the gentleman at the bar". My wife stiffened, and in the process her hand tightened on my cock to the point it almost hurt.

"OMG, it's him!" is what she said, as she stared at the handsome black guy looking at us from the bar.

Talk about shock! I was already in orbit while listening to my wife telling me about her impulsive sexual adventure just a short time ago, and now, the same stranger that paid her cash to use her hot body, just sent us drinks! Over the top!

Moments ago, I was about ready to take my wife back to our room so I could get, what I assumed would be, sloppy seconds while she finished telling me her story. Now, the guy that just fucked her wants to join us?

Do I refuse the drinks? Do we ignore him, and leave? I guess I was raised too well, and following proper manners, I waved him over.

"Hi, I'm Darrel," he said as he stuck out his hand. He had a firm handshake that went along with the air of confidence that was so obvious. He then turned to my wife, lifted her hand, and kissed the back of it as he blatantly stared at her tits.

"I'm Grey, and I understand you've already met Ann," I responded as he sat down next to her.

"I have had that great pleasure," he responded without any hesitation, and with a little cockiness in his voice as he emphasized the words 'great pleasure'.

Obviously, my vantage point was seeing them both, and my mind immediately tried to visualize them naked, Ann sucking his hard black cock. Here I was, in a hotel bar, sitting with my wife and the guy that just paid to fuck her! It was then that I realized my cock was still rock hard!

Even more importantly, my wife noticed too, as her hand was still on it. She had been staring at him, in shock I think at having him show up like this, but she turned to look at my face. My lust must have been showing, because she smiled as she squeezed my cock, before turning back to engage Darrel.

"I'm surprised to see you here," was as much a question as it was a statement she said to him.

He threw his arms up, in a surrender gesture, and told her, "I am not stalking you! I had a wonderful start to my evening, and decided I needed a drink to celebrate my good fortune! It was such a pleasant surprise to see you again, I couldn't help myself, I had to say hello."

Evidently, it satisfied her, as she visibly relaxed.

There was a big elephant at the table with us- those two had just finished fucking, supposedly as hooker and client, and I'm here as what? Another client of hers? A friend? Her pimp? Could he possibly know we're married? If I put myself in his shoes, I certainly wouldn't have approached us, but obviously, I don't have his confidence.

We started into the normal get to know you questions-- stay here often, how long a stay, where do you live, etc. I almost asked if he was here for business or pleasure, but based on what my wife just told me I was pretty sure what his answer would be. He was very easy to talk with, and I almost forgot the elephant, almost! My wife and I both knew I hadn't because of my throbbing, super hard cock she still had her hand on.

He broke the ice while looking into her eyes, "I saw you when I first came into the bar, but also saw you were with someone, so I wasn't going to intrude. After watching you two for a while, it became apparent you were a couple. I asked the bartender, and he told me you were married. I went through several scenarios in my head. What happened earlier was something you weren't going to tell him about? You really are a hooker, and he enjoys it? But, what I think really happened is, it was unplanned and you were in the process of telling your husband about it. How close am I?" His face broke into a big smile as he asked.

"The latter," is all Ann said, but she had a smile on her face too.

"You're an extremely lucky man to have such a fine woman!" he directed to me!

"I couldn't agree more," I proudly answered.

"I'm curious, how often do you two do this?" he asked.

"This was our first," Ann responded.

He broke into a big smile as he said, "Seriously! WOW, then I'm an extremely lucky man too!"

I spoke up quickly, "You sure are!"

Then I just blurted out, "I have enjoyed sharing her with others, but, this is the first time since we've been married that she did something without me." As soon as I said it, I wondered why the fuck I had said that to him, but, I couldn't take it back now, and judging by the huge grin on his face, he heard every word.

I'm not sure if it was for her benefit, or if it was directed to me when he said "That explains why you got into it so much-- I've never been with a hooker that gave herself as much as you did!" With a look of confidence, he then looked directly at me, "So, you get off watching your wife with others, do you? Do it often?"

It was at that moment I realized he knew what a cuck I really was. I couldn't help but wonder if he'd been in situations like this before.

"Not that often, but, we both enjoy it very much. We're also very selective." I added, just so he didn't think we fucked just anyone.

"Then I feel very special. Thank you!" As he said it, he look directly into Ann's eyes for a moment, before lowering his eyes to take in her awesome tits.

He looked back into her eyes as he asked, "Have you been with black men before?"

"Not since I was at college and I was drunk that night," she replied.

"What did you think of our time today?" he boldly asked.

She actually blushed slightly before, trying to be casual, said, "I enjoyed myself, I hope you did too?"

Wow! That was the first time I'd ever heard my wife ask a guy if he had enjoyed fucking her! It felt surreal.

He was sharp enough not to miss the opportunity as he said, "I enjoyed it so much I would love to do it again. How about you?"

Before she could answer, he turned to me "What about you Grey, do you think you would enjoy watching your stunningly beautiful white wife sucking my hard black cock? Would you get excited as you see her lay back, spread her legs wide open, and take every inch of my black cock into her tight, sweet tasting, married white pussy? Listen as she begs me to fuck her harder, deeper than you ever could."

He absolutely knew I was a cuck as he hit every one of my hot spots!

I also picked up on his describing Ann's pussy as being sweet tasting. Obviously, he had sampled it, and had the same opinion I did. I think I may have moaned as I visualized his dark head between her white legs, eating her white married pussy while I was in a boring meeting! Of course, Ann squeezing my cock could have caused my moan too, but, my head was sure spinning with images of them naked together.

I also wondered if she had begged him to fuck her harder and deeper than I could? At 7", he was definitely bigger than me; had she actually told him that? The cuck in me felt the humiliation, and I got even more excited by it.

I was so engrossed in my thoughts, I didn't answer right away! My mouth felt dry as a desert, so I grabbed my drink and chugged it down. He took that as affirmative. He motioned for the waiter to bring another round, then turned slightly more towards Ann.

"What do you think Grey, does this excite you?" With that, he casually moved his hand up, slid into her open blouse, and cupped Ann's now exposed left tit. My heart stopped, and I thought I was going to cum in my pants as I stared at his black hand caressing her bare white tit. I had dreamed of seeing this very thing for years, and I quickly realized the reality was far better than anything I had ever fantasized! I watched, mesmerized, as he used his thumb and forefinger to pinch, pull and twist her now super hard nipple. The look on her face was priceless, she was shocked at his brazenness, but obviously was enjoying it too.

I really thought I was going to lose it when I saw her move her right hand to the growing lump in his pants.

After placing the drinks on the table, the waiter stood beside me for quite some time-- what a view he had, this white couple with the super-hot wife now had a black man sitting with them, and he was openly playing with her bare tit while she stroked, not only his cock, but her husband's cock at the same time too!

Finally, the waiter spoke up, "I'm so sorry to disturb you, but, my boss should be here soon, and I'm afraid he would make a scene. I'm really, really sorry; I like when my customers are enjoying themselves. I try to do anything I can to make them happy."

Wow! That certainly sounded like he was hoping we would invite him to join us. I wondered how Ann would react if I actually did invited him. Visions of her fucking all three of us crossed my mind; I immediately envisioned another fantasy with Ann on her hands and knees, her big tits hanging down and swinging each time the man behind her pounded his cock into her pussy while another man filled her mouth with his cock. But, I quickly dismissed that thought as I came back to what the hell am I going to do about Darrel.

I almost laughed at the absurdity of the situation. Darrel engaged the waiter in a crazy conversation, asking him if he sees customers 'enjoying themselves' like this often, is the bar a pickup place, and other things I really didn't hear because I kept staring as he never removed his hand from Ann's tit. And, she never stopped stroking either cock!

I could tell she was close to an orgasm. My God, who wouldn't be? She's sitting in a public hotel bar with her husband, a stranger she fucked just a short time ago, who is playing with her exposed tit and nipple, she's stroking two hard cocks and another stranger, the waiter, is standing there drooling as he watches.

Darrel told the waiter, "I can't leave a lady in distress, this won't take long." Saying that, he opened her blouse more to expose both tits, bent over, and sucked on her right nipple while continuing to manipulate her left nipple with his thumb and forefinger.

The waiter actually leaned in to get a better view as Ann threw her head back and gave in to her orgasm. I was afraid she was cutting off the blood to both my and his cocks she squeezed so hard while enjoying her climax.

Regaining her composure, she gulped down her drink, after smiling at Darrel and saying, "Thank you for that!" She then added, "I do believe there are two, mighty fine hard cocks that need more attention, and my mouth and pussy think they can take care of that, if you're interested?"

Darrel and I quickly downed our drinks and stood up. When Ann stood, she took pity on the poor waiter. Taking his hand, she placed it on her still bare tit, reached down and stroked his cock while saying, "I'm sorry you can't join us tonight, but you never know what might happen in the future." With that said, she kissed him softly on his lips, turned and slowly walked toward the exit.

Darrel and I followed closely. It was difficult to decide what to watch-- her fantastic ass or the looks, mostly envious looks, of the other patrons as they watched this beautiful woman, tits practically falling out of her open blouse, strutting off with the black man and the white man anxiously trailing behind her. Both men with obvious hard cocks left little doubt what was going to happen next.

What they didn't know, was this would be a dream come true for me to finally be able to watch my wife fucking a black man!!

To be continued...