Linda and I both enjoyed her having sex with another man while I watched. We decided to increase the excitement. It was her idea to go to a local bar where she would act as if she were alone while I watched from close by. Not only for the sexual thrill of watching her get picked up but for her safety, as well. I let Linda work out the details since it was her idea. We rented a two-bedroom suite at a nearby hotel. The idea was for me to be in one of the bedrooms with the door locked until she and her date became involved in the main bedroom. The reason for locking the bedroom was to keep her date from casually walking in if he happened to “check out” the suite.
Linda found a nearby country bar with live music. She wore a pair of low-rise cutoff blue jean shorts and a checkered button-down shirt tied in a knot above her tummy. Her tight abs were out for all to see. She left the top several buttons of the shirt open, just enough to expose her cleavage. Her brown cowgirl hat matched her brown boots. Frankly, she looked very hot, and she knew it. We were both in for a very interesting evening.
I asked Linda how I would know she had found the man of the night and was going to leave the bar.
Linda said, “I’ll go to the restroom and when I return I’ll remove the brush from my purse and brush my hair. That’s your cue. Leave the bar and go to the hotel. We’ll be there shortly.”
I got dressed and left for the club. So people didn’t know we were together, I entered the bar first. I found a seat at the end of the bar which afforded me a view of the entire club. The live music was playing country rock and it seemed there were more men than women. A group of dancers were line dancing while others played pool in the back. I ordered a cocktail and about thirty minutes later, Linda walked in looking fabulous. She walked confidently, smiling at several of the patrons.
Linda looked at everyone sitting at the bar, including me, and decided to sit between two guys at the bar. It was the only available bar stool. As she settled in she quickly glanced at me one more time. From that point on, she never made eye contact with me again. On her left was a young man. I struggle to call him a man because he looked barely old enough to drink, but Linda struck up a conversation with him. The young man seemed a bit shy and seemed to have difficulty keeping the conversation going. It wasn’t long before Linda decided to set her sights on someone else.
The person on her other side bought her a drink. He was a handsome black man who was very much in shape. He wasn’t the product of a gym. He was the product of a hard day’s work. He appeared to be a little over 6 feet tall and he had a very athletic build. His blue jeans hugged his firm ass and his upper body was slim at his waist and broad at the shoulders. He struck up a conversation with Linda and they talked for about 30 minutes. They then went onto the dance floor and joined the line dance. Linda looked like she was thoroughly enjoying this man’s company. I had a feeling he was the chosen one.
After a few more dances they returned to their seats at the bar. Linda was cheerful and engaging while the man was focused on her. During their conversation Linda leaned in toward him a couple of times and occasionally touched his arm. She was in full flirt mode and it seemed to be working. After almost an hour Linda got up and left for the bathroom. The man sat in his chair, grinning. A few minutes later Linda returned and opened her purse. She pulled out her hair brush and brushed her hair. This was the cue I was looking for. I quickly gave the bartender cash to close my tab and I walked past Linda and her man of the hour as I left the bar. He glanced at me but quickly turned his attention back to Linda. I returned to the hotel and locked myself into the second bedroom, keeping the lights off.
I waited for what seemed like hours, but in reality it was only about fifteen minutes. I heard the front door open and Linda was giggling. I could hear them talking and then the talking stopped. I listened at the door and heard lip smacking sounds and I presumed they were kissing.
After a minute or so Linda said, “Come on, the bedroom’s over here.”
They walked past the bedroom in which I was hiding and into the main bedroom. The radio turned on and I could no longer hear exactly what was going on. This concerned me because I couldn’t tell when they were doing it, but on the same token, having the radio on made it easier for me to exit the room without fear of being heard. I waited several minutes before quietly unlocking the door. I slowly turned the door knob and opened the door softly. I listened before opening the door fully. Over the music I heard sucking sounds and I was pretty sure Linda was giving him head. At this point my penis started to fill with blood and it got thick at the anticipation of seeing Linda with this man.
I could see the main bedroom door was open and the bathroom light was on, which illuminated the room enough to see what was going on. I moved slowly through the darkened hallway between the bedrooms until I got to the bedroom door. I slowly peeked around the corner. The man was lying on his back, fully nude. His ebony skin glistened as the bathroom light illuminated him. Linda was also nude and she was orally servicing the man. She looked skillful as she leisurely took the man’s hardness into her mouth. Her head slowly moved up and down. She occasionally removed him from her mouth to lick the length of his penis’s underside, then returned him to her mouth.
The difference of their skin color excited me the most. Her alabaster complexion in contrast to his muscular umber was once a forbidden circumstance. But in this day and age, on this night, it was welcomed and encouraged. As Linda continued to masterfully engulf his member with her mouth, I took my hard penis into my hand and started to slowly stroke it.
The man began to moan and move his hips in time with Linda’s movements. He lifted his head to watch her.
“Damn, baby. You’re mouth feels so good,” he said between labored breaths.
Linda removed him from her mouth and replied, “Wait until you feel my pussy.”
At that Linda got on her knees and straddled the man. She gripped his cock and placed it at her wet entrance and casually slid down onto it.
“Oh fuck! Your cock is so big,” Linda cried as she began to slowly slide her hips back and forth. “Come on…fuck me!”
The man gripped Linda’s hips and began to pull her onto him.
“Fuck! Your pussy is tight!” he exclaimed.
Linda took her breasts into her hands and began to massage them, occasionally pinching her nipples and releasing a soft moan. She continued to ride the man until she suddenly got off of him and lay on her back, pulling him on top of her.
“Fuck this pussy,” she exclaimed. “Come on! Put your cock inside this pussy! I want it!”
Linda spread her legs and he put his cock into her. Linda lifted her head and watched as his cock slid in and out of her.
Linda cried out, “Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh God!”
The guy continued thrusting his cock into Linda, his firm ass cheeks tightening with each thrust. Linda continued to watch his cock slide in and out as she reached her hands to his ass, feeling his muscles tighten and release.
“Yes! Pump my pussy!” she yelled through clenched teeth.
Linda’s hips began to move in rhythm with his plunges. He began to thrust harder, and faster.
“You like this shit, don’t you,” he prodded. “You like my cock in you!”
Linda cried, “Yes! Fuck me! Make me cum! Please!”
He started to thrust harder. Linda dug her nails into his ass as he pumped harder.
Linda was lost in the moment. “That’s it! Fuck me! Cum inside! I’m gonna cum!”
Linda’s breathing was ragged as she implored him to cum inside. He repeatedly thrust himself into her with a vengeance and began to moan loudly. Suddenly with one deep thrust he moaned as he came inside Linda. I could see that his cock was fully immersed inside of her. Linda also reached her orgasm. She released a shriek and a guttural moan.
He collapsed on top of Linda. She kept her knees raised and wrapped her ankles around his ass. His cock was still inside of her as she slowly moved her hips as if to milk every drop of cum out of his manhood. Her eyes were closed and a slight grin formed upon her lips.
She said, “That was the second best fuck I’ve ever had.”
“Second best!” he exclaimed.
“Yes,” she said. “My husband is the best.”
He looked surprised and proclaimed, “Husband!? You’re married!?”
“Yes,” Linda replied. “You just fucked a married woman.”
He pulled away from Linda and said, “Oh no! I’m not getting involved with a married woman! I’m outta here!”
The man quickly got dressed and I retreated into the second bedroom for fear of being discovered. I listened through the door as not much more was said. He hurriedly left the suite. After a moment of silence I heard Linda begin to laugh. I exited the bedroom and went into the master bedroom. Linda was on the bed laughing hysterically. I also started to laugh.
“What’s so funny?” I asked.
Linda replied, “Oh baby. This was a total fantasy of mine. I’ve never had a black man, and I didn’t go to the bar with the intention of finding a black man. But he was next to me so I struck up a conversation. There’s no way I could let this opportunity go by. Thank you!”
Linda hugged me and kissed me. Her hand began to massage my cock and I got hard.
“Now,” she said, “fuck me.”
She lay back and spread her legs. His cum was glistening on her wet folds. I got between her legs and put my hard cock inside of her. Linda leaned her head back and moaned in pleasure. The thought of another man’s cum in Linda’s pussy excited me and I fucked her hard until we both came.
We lay in bed hugging and fell asleep in each other’s arms.
