On Friday night, June 11th, twenty-eleven, this story took place, and it was true. My wife was fifty-eight years old at that time.
My wife stopped performing at the black men’s sex club, where she was known as the top performer, just prior to that night. At the age of forty-four, she began performing at the club and was the only white woman on the stage. We both wanted to be part of the club scene, so we found a small club in the slums of a nearby town. When we went back to the club where she performed for the last time, the men put pressure on her to perform again. After a while, she walked up on the stage, removed her dress, and tossed it into the crowd. She stood naked in front of everyone in the club and let it be known that this would be her last performance at the club and there would be no limit to the number of men she would service. In the past, she had limited her performances to being fucked by no more than fifteen men per night,
For over four hours, men fucked her without any break in the show. She had been fucked by over two dozen different young black men, some of whom came back for seconds. After the twenty-fourth man finished with her, the count was paused, but the show proceeded. When everyone had finished fucking her, she lay there as if she was a rag doll, covered in sweat in a large puddle of the men’s sperm that still ran from her pussy. After some time had gone by, I helped her stand up. Even though she was naked, she left the club.
A small private club that also serves as a gym was found by us, and it was exactly what we wanted. Only twelve members could join the club. Muscular bodies were present in all the young black men’s bodies. Karen and I were granted access by their club because they believed a sexy, white woman would be a valuable addition to their club.
By not wearing undergarments while wearing her short, sheer dresses, Karen left no room for imagination when dancing. Her dresses were almost transparent due to their thinness, which made her dark pubic hair visible through them. She removed her dress because of safety concerns and requests from the members. Her workouts consisted of doing them naked since she never wears undergarments.
Our workouts became more pleasurable once we started attending the club multiple nights a week, and all men were invited to dance with her on Friday nights. The men were unconcerned about her being older than their mothers. Assisting her in performing her workouts was found to be enjoyable by them.
One of our group members started talking about my wife’s performance at the Black Men’s Sex Club over time. After that, the men tried to persuade my wife to perform for them.
One Friday evening, one of the men untied the straps on her dress as she as the danced with her, which fell to her waist and showed off her large, thirty-eight D breasts, leaving her standing topless in the center of the dance floor. The dress fell to the ground because another man pulled it down before she could re-tie it. Karen stepped out of it to avoid tripping. As she stood naked on the dance floor, the men tossed her dress to me. It was nothing new for them to see her naked body as she used the gym equipment in the nude.
Since I did not come to her aid and return her dress, to spite me, she walked up to the DJ stand and told him to put on a slow song, and she was going to do a progressive dance with all the men. The DJ recommends that men take pleasure in the once-in-a-lifetime experience of touching her naked body.
My nude wife was now in the process of dancing nude with the guys. The men removed their shirts to experience her large and smooth breasts tight against their bare chests. Her naked body was subjected to groping and prodding by the men. Karen had such a great time that when we returned to the club, the following Friday night, the men started to bet on how long it would take for her to remove her dress and start a progressive dance.
Our six friends that we always sat with were always trying to talk my wife into having sex with all the club members on the dance floor, instead of her progressive dance. Since she knew all the men that frequented the club and they all had danced with her while she was naked, she was finally agreed to allow the men to gang bang her, and it would be bareback. She now engages in sexual activity for pleasure instead of profit, which is the distinction between the two clubs.
Karen lay down on a table near the dance floor, spread her legs wide, and displayed her always inviting pussy that the men had seen many times as she worked out in the gym portion of the club. My wife then said, ‘Let’s begin celebrating our first gang bang with all of you planting your fertile seeds deep inside me.’ My wife was fucked by the men for the rest of the night.
After some discussion with all the men who had just fucked my sexy white wife, she agreed that on Friday nights, she would strip naked on the parking lot in preparation for her to perform, allowing all the men to participate in a bareback gangbang with her. The clean sheets and large bed made her feel more comfortable.
We arrived around ten o’clock on the night of June seventeenth. Due to the lack of a parking lot at the club, we had to park about two blocks away. She took off her clothes and we walked two blocks to the club, as she always did. The club members made sure to have a king-size bed ready for her when they gangbang her to make it more comfortable. My wife was anticipating being fucked by only twelve men that night. The men took numbers from a hat to figure out the order in which they would fuck her. The final full load of sperm was received by her just before one o’clock.
My wife was covered in sweat, with the men’s sperm dripping from her now well used pussy. Four big black men who were not a part of the club entered immediately after the doors that were always locked opened. Before she could cover her exposed body, one of the men jumped on the bed and started fucking her.
My wife was left lying naked on a bed with four huge black men she had never met before and me, as our friends deserted us as they quickly exited the club. She feared that if I tried to rescue her, I would be injured, so she made it clear to the men that she was happy with them taking turns fucking her. She didn’t care if four more men fucked her because she already had 12 men fucked her. The twelve men before them didn’t treat her as rough as they did. We had expected them to leave once they finished fucking her. Their behavior was like when they were gangbanging a street whore, not unlike the lady she was.
The man who seemed to be the representation of the four men told us that they would be playing a game with my wife, and it would be enjoyable for her. The outcome would be a game of hide and seek. Searching for her would be necessary after she was left naked on the street corner. The night was cold and windy, and the temperature outside was approaching fifty degrees. Before I could leave and search for her, they would have a five-minute head start for them to pick what they felt was just the right street corner where they would leave her.
To ensure that I didn’t leave for five minutes, the man who stayed at the club with me had my car keys. He advised me to locate her quickly because his friends had included one final aspect to their game. They planned to text four more of their friends her location and tell them that they would find a naked, well-built, white woman standing on that street corner, who they had just fucked earlier. According to him, a member had informed them about my wife’s Friday night gangbangs and he unlocked the door for them.
Upon reaching the destination they had planned to take her, she discovered four more men waiting for her. Immediately after exiting their car. They told these men that my wife had spent the night being fucked by the four of them and twelve other men. They were looking forward to spending the remainder of the night fucking her.
Assuming that the night had come to an end, she walked towards a streetlight, spread her legs apart, grabbed its base, and offered herself to the men. The only way she could feel warm was through the warm sperm implanted by the man deep inside her.
I spent almost an hour searching for her, and eventually found her shivering on the curb of a street five blocks away from the club. The temperature had dropped to the mid-forties at this point. I assisted her in getting into the vehicle and provided her with a blanket to cover herself. I apologize for not finding her sooner. Before she could tell me that the men had added a new element to the game that they felt would make the night more pleasurable for her, I told her that I already knew.
My wife had expected an enjoyable night being gangbanged by from six to twelve of the club members that she felt were our friends. She did not expect the night to end with her being fucked by twenty different men, eight of whom she had never met before, and left, naked, shivering as she sat on a curb in the cold, breezy forty-degree night air, waiting for me to find her.
