Her Big Black Cock Surprise

His wife was the most extraordinary partner in and out of the bedroom. Their relationship was fun, healthy and fulfilling in every way. Their sex life was the stuff of legend and they were beyond satisfied with each other. They had explored each other's bodies fully and pushed their own boundaries with new toys and positions and new experiences, like making love in well-lit hotel windows for strangers watching in nearby high-rise hotels.

She was the most phenomenal, world-class lover a man could ask for, better than anything he had ever imagined possible, and her pussy was perfect beyond his wildest imaginations. Bringing her pleasure brought him pleasure. He had thought up one word to describe her, "exquisite."

She was so enjoyable, he could no longer keep her secret to himself. He had to share her.

So watching his beloved bride sit down on her new lover's massive black cock lit a fire in his groin like nothing had ever before. He saw her buck and squirm and moan and climax like never before, and to him, this was the most magnificent sight he had ever seen.

He recalled Robert's last words after slipping his slacks back over his incredibly-pleased cock, "Let's do this again," and the wife's satiated voice chirp back, "Ok."

Watching his wife be so well pleased was all he could think about now.

Every day following their meeting with Robert, he go her other worked up mentioning some small detail of their time together.

"I almost lost it when you told Robert that he had 'the best cock in the world'," the husband shared.

"Oh my. His dick hit me soon deep. I couldn't believe how quickly he made me cum," she said. "I only sat down on his dick maybe three or four times before that first orgasm swept over me."

"Yeah. That was unreal to see you lose control so quickly. I mean, you looked like you were in heaven sliding that that big black cock in the first time."

"Mmm," she moaned quietly as her clit tingled.

"It was everything I hoped you would experience," he added.

"I get goose bumps just thinking about it!" she said, holding up her arms.

"It was so damn hot, babe."

"Thank you for arranging that unforgettable evening," she said. "I love you so much,"

"I love you too," he said.

"But I have a question," he said with a pause. "When you said, 'Ok' to Robert before he left, did you really mean that?"

"Yeah," she replied.

The husband's eyes widened and his head titled. The wife buried her gorgeous face in her hands.

"Look at you. You are blushing!" the husband said.

The wife laughed nervously.

"You REALLY liked it."

"I did!" she admitted with a wide grin spread across her face.

"Wow babe. You know I loved seeing you so well pleased," he said. "That was the hottest night of my life."

The wife said nothing.

Her mind drifted back to Robert's last thrust, his huge cock flushing completely full of blood, stretching her beyond anything she'd ever experienced. She remembered yearning for his rock hard cock to blast his hot load inside her. She recalled Robert's thick cock twitching and pulsing over and over and over again and the heat of his massive climax surging through his shaft and flooding her insides in places she had never felt.

Her pussy gushed and she snapped back to reality.

"It was so intense," she replied.

"Should I call Robert and see if he's got plans this weekend?" he asked.

"Ummm," she muttered.

Her pussy gushed again and a dark spot began to form on the seam of her shorts.

"That's not a 'no'," he said, noticing her crossing her legs.

"I'll text him in a few minutes...after I lick you clean."

Her heart raced and her knees wobbled.

The husband stood up, his above-average erection straining at his shorts, and walked over, grabbed his wife's hand and led her to the bedroom upstairs.

The husband was too busy that night pleasing his hot wife that he didn't notice Robert had texted back until the next morning.

Over breakfast the husband read the message back to his wife, "Is that a real question? I would cancel ANY plans for another chance to be with HER!!!"

"Dang. You're not the only one excited," said the husband. "You really blew his mind, babe."

"I'm truly flattered," she replied. Her mind drifted off again to her quivering abs, her tingling toes and her pussy clenching firm around Robert's cunt-stretching cock. In vivid detail she recalled her internal implosion, splashing her warm milky cream over his plum-sized head plunged deeper inside than she'd ever felt.

"You still don't understand how special you are, my love. He's likely pleased a good number of women. And you know women throw themselves at his feet."

"I can see why," said the wife, her pussy longing to feel his veiny shaft stretching her walls again.

"Well, I'll see what I can arrange," he said.

"OK then!" she replied with a woozy head.

"Are you sure?" asked the husband, noticing she had to brace herself against the kitchen counter.

A soft, "Mmhmm," was all she could mutter.

The husband took care of the logistics, texting back and forth with Robert and making reservations at a nice high-rise hotel downtown. They would arrive first and their company would arrive around 7 p.m. Little did the wife know the additional details he and Robert had arranged.

The rest of work week creeped by slowly. Both the husband and wife looking forward to the next gentle knock on the hotel door. A couple times a day, the husband had to change his underwear due to the constant oozing of pre-cum. The wife didn't even bother to wear panties, knowing that there was no chance of staying dry.

The clock seemed to move at sloth speed on Saturday, and then came the rush of getting ready.

"We won't need any lube," the husband joked loudly to his wife primping in the mirror.

"Absolutely not," she said, strolling out from the bathroom.

Walking toward her husband, she untied her thin, white shower robe and let it fall open. Her firm, full, C-sized breasts, and hard nipples took his breath away.

She grabbed her husband's hand and guided it between her legs.

"I want you to feel how wet I am already."

He turned his palm up to cup her lovely cunt and it was met with a radiating warmth.

Her eyes rolled shut as he curled his middle and ring fingers slightly into her silky, saturated folds.

"MMMM," she moaned.

He edged his two digits barely inside her opening and a gush of slick, wet heat flushed down and over his fingers.

"OOH WOW, honey!" he said. "I have never felt you this excited."

"My body knows what's going to happen, baby."

The husband grinned widely.

"Oooh yeah, Love. Tonight is going to be something else," he said.

He pulled his hand against her cunt and gathered as much of her excitement on his hand. Then he slid his hand down into his shorts and slicked himself in her juices.

The wife knelt slowly before her husband and pulled the waistband of his light blue bikini underwear to his ankles. His shiny, hard cock sprang upward and bobbled a couple of times.

The wife leaned her head forward, raised her right hand and grabbed the base of his 6.5 inch dick. She pulled along his firm shaft and a large bubble of his pre-cum oozed out.

She looked up at her husband with a raging fire in her eyes, opened her mouth and said, "You know I love your cock, babe. No matter what happens tonight, I'll always be your slut."

Then she slipped him all the way into her warm mouth.

"OOOO, honey. You are the sexiest woman alive," he said.

"Mmmhmm," she moaned while punching his cock into the back of her throat.

She suctioned hard and slid his head out. She pursed her lips and popped the ridge of his cockhead through her tight lips a few times.

"Don't you dare make me cum," warned the husband. "I want to empty myself inside you tonight after he's had his way with you."

She opened her mouth and pulled her head back, letting him spring up hard toward the ceiling. She stood up and looked him in his eyes.

"I think we're both ready for tonight now," she said, spinning around and heading back quickly toward the bathroom, her open robe flowing trailing behind her.

"Oh. You are not ready for tonight," he muttered low under his breath.

"What did you say?" she yelled from the bathroom.

"I said, 'I am not done packing for tonight'," he answered back loudly.

Many minutes later, the wife walked out of the restroom in his favorite outfit. She looked irresistible in that red, form-fitting red dress, which hugged her every delicious curve. With only one shoulder strap and sitting at mid-thigh, this tight delight left very little to the imagination.

"Holy hell. You look like dynamite in that dress!"

"Do you think Robert is going to like it?" she asked.

"Oh he's going to love it...laying on the floor next to the bed," the husband joked.

"Alright funny guy. Let's hit the road."

They left their house about 6:30, and the 30-minute drive over was quiet and uneventful. He held her hand as he drove and looked over at his stunning bride as often as he could. She held his hand and smiled back when he looked over.

After making their way through traffic, they finally pulled up to the entrance of the luxury high-rise hotel. The young 20-something black man on valet duty shuffled quickly to their SUV's passenger side door. He grabbed the handle and pulled the door open.

"Welcome," he said standing between the door and the car.

The valet's eyes grew wide when he saw the magnificently beautiful blue-eyed blonde in her tight red dress smiling back at him.

"How...How are you, um...this evening?"

"We're great," said the husband, gathering his phone and wallet and fiddling with the key fob.

She bent over to the floor to gather her purse and the valet looked at the side profile of her delicious breasts.

The wife sat back up and noticed the valet's struggle not to stare.

When she shifted her hips to step out of the vehicle, her dress rode up a bit higher on her thighs.

The wife looked over her left shoulder at her husband who was still futzing with the key fob. She parted her knees, leaving her left foot on the floorboard while setting her right foot on the ground beside the car.

The valet lost the battle not to look, giving into temptation, and his eyes drifted down at her smooth thighs. His gaze quickly shifted to her crotch where he should have seen a patch of fabric. Instead he saw her long, thin pink pussy lips, topped by a small tuft of light brown hair.

The valet's eyebrows raised halfway up his forehead.

She parted her legs wider apart, letting him stare at her most intimate place.

She watched the valet's chest rise in a depth, sudden breath. She knew his lust for her was dominating his thoughts.

She crooked her left middle finger and scooped up along her shiny slit.

Then she extended her right hand to valet, who extended his left hand to assist her.

"Thank you, sir" she said, standing up and out of the vehicle.

The valet shifted his eyes over to the husband now exiting the vehicle.

The valet looked into her eyes, his smile spanning the width of his face. She returned his smile him a mischievous grin, then she extended her left middle finger to his lips, and with a gentle nod of her head he leaned forward and tasted her sweet juices.

"I...I...hope, you, umm, enjoy your stay," said the valet.

The wife shifted her hips and adjusted her dress down further.

"And I hope you have yourself a very good night, young man," she said with a flirty tone.

"You've made sure of that, ma'am," the valet replied.

Another valet pulled a luggage cart over, loaded their few bags and escorted them to the front desk.

The husband and wife felt every eye in the lobby following her every move as they strolled toward the desk.

After check in, the bellhop, a 50-ish, white man with a poochy stomach, escorted them to the elevator and up to their room on the 33rd floor.

"This room is fantastic," beamed the wife, taking in the layout and aesthetic of the room.

The husband gave the bellhop a $10 bill and shut the door.

"You about gave that poor valet a heart attack with that tease," he said.

The wife chuckled and spun toward her handsome husband.

"Oh, that was just a little fun," she said. "Soon, you are going to see a lot more than a playful tease."

The husband swallowed hard, vividly remembering her first time taking a big black cock.

"It's funny you say that, babe," the husband said, rifling through the overnight bag.

"What do you mean?" she inquired.

Holding out a black silk blindfold, the husband replied, "Because you aren't going to see anything at first."

"And...just why would you want to deprive me of seeing mounting me?" she asked coyly.

"Because I want your senses to be heightened. Like when I tie you down and and blindfold you. You can't see what's coming next and it drives you absolutely wild."

"Well," she paused, her body flushing with intense memories when last blindfolded. "I guess you have a point."

The husband pulled out a bottle of red wine, three glasses and a bottle opener. He popped the cork and poured two healthy glasses.

"What should we toast to?" she asked.

"To you, my dear. The sexiest, hottest woman I've ever known."

She rolled her eyes and said, "What's something else we could toast to?"

"Hmm," he pondered. "To a night of unimaginable pleasure."

"Cheers," she said. And they clinked their glasses and took a long drink.

The wife excused herself to the restroom and the husband began to remove a few items from the overnight bag.

He set up several tea light candles around the room, drew the shades and made sure the thermostat was set to a comfortable temperature.

In the restroom, the wife pulled her dress up, sat on the toilet and looked down between her legs. Her button was already swollen and dripping. Sharing herself with another had started as just her husband's fantasy, but it had become hers too. She was so pent up and ready to go.

She went pee and wiped herself dry, adjusted her dress, flipped her hand through her hair a few different ways, washed her hands and stepped out of the bathroom.

"Ohh honey," she said, noticing the mood-setting details. "It looks and feels cozy in here with all the candles. How sweet!"

"Glad you like it," he said.

"He's gonna be here soon," she said. "How should we greet him or be positioned in the room?"

"Like this," said the husband who reached back on to the dresser to grab the blindfold.

"OOOH," she replied in surprise.

He guided her to the foot of the king sized bed and eased her down. He put the blindfold over her eyes and gently tied it behind her head.

"Lay back, baby. I want to taste you before he gets here," the husband said.

"Don't you make me cum," she shot back.

"Oh, I wouldn't dare," he said.

She leaned back on her elbows and parted her legs, unable to see anything.

Her husband at her knees and tugged upwards on her dress, shifting it over her strong thighs and just above her hips.

He pushed her knees further apart then buried his face in her most intimate spot. He began to lap and lick her from bottom to top, tasting her clear juices.

"Yum!" said the husband.

"Mmmm," she hummed, wondering how she had tasted to the valet.

He dipped his tongue into her opening and wiggled it up and down, gathering every drop of her perfect pussy's prize.

He turned his head slightly, pursed his lips and pulled her left lip into his mouth. Then he pulled his head slowly upwards, sucking along her entire inner lip, all while his strong hands kneaded along the tops of her thighs.

"That feels nice, baby," she said.

He then did the same to her right pussy lip while this hands slid firmly back and forth along her inner thighs. Then he shifted his head and pressed his tongue against her clit. He began to circle her hood and button over and over and over again.

"OOOO!" she moaned.

"Damn, baby. You are so wet already."

"And. The night. Is still young," she replied between her sultry breaths.

"Oh, we're just getting started."

A gentle knock on the door jolted them from the moment. Her heart lept at the sudden sound and then the realization of what was going to happen next.

"I love you so much," she said. "And remember, nothing could ever change that."

"I love you too, baby. And nothing ever will."

She started to stand, but the husband said, "No, no. Stay right there, just lay back and relax again."

So, she sat back on her elbows, her dress still around her waist, her pussy slick with desire and her eyes still shielded from view.

The husband walked over to the door, looked through the peep hole and saw two dark figures there.

The husband opened the door with his right forefinger to his mouth. He motioned the Robert and the two black man to come in to the room.

He made a talking motion with his hand to Robert and pointed at his gorgeous wife half on and half off the end of the bed.

Then he put his finger back up to his mouth while looking at friend.

The new friend's jaw dropped, and he silently mouthed, "Oh my god. Wow."

"Well, what a lovely sight you are!" said Robert.

"HII!!!" she said, standing up. Her dress still bunched up above her hip, leaving her wet pussy exposed.

"I am so glad to see you again," Robert said.

"I would say 'it's so good to see you, too' but my husband wanted me to wear this."

"Yeah; that little detail was my idea."

The wife said nothing. Her heart beating hard in her chest and her mind buzzing.

Robert reached up with both hands, cupped her chin and turned her face toward him.

Their lips met again. Soft and slow at first, then quickening. Raw lust raged through the recesses of her insides and her heart thumped in her chest. Their kisses got wider, wetter and deeper. Their tongues tangled in a furious exchange. A gush of wetness flushed from her pussy and her clit zinged with electricity.

Robert dropped his right hand off her face, letting it slowly trace down her neck, over her C-sized breasts, down her tummy and to her tuft of hair. His middle finger lightly slipped over her button and was soaked before he could even part her lips.

"Mmmm. You are very wet," Robert said slicking his thick fingers through her butterly-soft lips. "We need to do something about that."

"Yes. Yes we do," she said.

He eased her into the middle of the bed. The husband came around to the head of the bed, grabbed a pillow and helped her get comfortable as Robert laid her back slowly. The new friend stayed quiet as a mouse, stunned by the sight of this woman he was about to enjoy.

With her knees up, high heels planted into the mattress and her red dress still bunched around her waist, she looked like paradise.

"Let's continue where your husband left off," he said.

"Let's," she replied.

Robert bent over the edge of the bed and leaned his face into her radiant heat. He pressed his thick tongue into her opening and wiggled around, gathering up her juices. He then pressed his wide tongue into her and licked from the bottom of her opening to the top of her clit.

"OOOH," she moaned.

The husband stood beside the bed, his cock stiffening and oozing another silky puddle into his light blue bikini underwear.

Robert reached his arms under her knees and up and around her stomach. He spread her rose-petal lips with his right hand and grabbed her large right breast with his left. She tilted her head back and exhaled loudly, signaling her approval.

He moved his mouth up to her almond-sized clit and began to circle her clockwise with medium pressure.

"Oh! Just like that!" she encouraged him. "You lick my pussy gooood, Robert."

The husband pulled his chair to the side of the bed, took out his phone and began recording this erotic sight.