Married Slut

"Eh, I'm OK." I replied to the beautiful black man beside me at the bar. My husband had gone to the bathroom and I had gone to the bar to get a fresh round of drinks. McCooleys was dark, crowded and the band, playing a mix of 80's 90's and early 2000's music was loud.

We had been here for a few hours more being in the atmosphere than participating. But that was more than we had done in quite a while. Work and all the other "adult-y" things had drained us and we needed a break and this was it.

Drink after drink had relaxed us both to the point where we were past the point of no return. It was going to be uber time when we left because we were both past the point where we would be able to drive home safely.

I was suddenly more aware of what I was wearing. It was the type of things my husband liked best; a low cut halter top that hung loosely and a pair of black spandex pants. As I glanced down, I noticed that a large portion of my ample breasts was showing and with a naughty smile I didn't move the cover anything.

I realized I liked the attention.

He had come to the bar to get drinks for him and his friends and the bar was so busy that he had to stand there and wait, as I did, for several minutes. He had finally spoken to me, telling me that I was really hot. At 41, I was one of the older women in the bar and I knew there were much hotter, younger girls there, but I was in front of him and when I saw him look at my tits I realized that they were almost falling out of my top. He had noticed that I noticed him looking and that I made no attempt to cover up, so I was worth chatting up.

"No, really. I watched you a few times tonight. You really hot." he replied.

"If you have been watching me" I said teasing him, "you know I am here with my husband." Just throwing it out there that I am married and he will run off and I will have gotten a little attention.

"But he ain't here now." he replied with a leer in his eyes looking directly at my breasts.

I turned to look for my husband, but in reality, I was turning toward him, giving him a better view. He craned his neck to try for a look down my top. I leaned forward, feigning as if I was trying for a better view of the line for the bathroom but I was really just opening up the view for him.

Suddenly, my plan backfired in a disastrous way. As I elongated my neck and thrust out my chest, I suddenly felt his hands suddenly push up my abdomen and cup the bottom of my breasts. My heart felt as if it jumped out of my chest as electricity ran through me.

I saw my husband still in line, so I made no move to push him away. He gave them a squeeze and smiled as his hand tried to find a way inside. I let him continue.

"What do you think you're doing?" I said with a mocking tone.

"Tryin' to feel the nicest titties in this place" he said.

"Oh, really?" I teased him back. "What if I don't want you to?"

"If you didn't want me to, you'da already stopped me." he said defiantly.

"I AM married. I told you that." I said, repeating myself for emphasis.

"He ain't here, like I said" he said with emphasis.

And then his hand was inside my halter top and playing with my breasts. The touch was electric, almost tingling as his fingers slid along my skin until he reached my nipples and with a little tweak, they were actually tingling.

"What are you gonna do if my husband comes back?" I asked.

"He can watch me play with your titties. Think he'd like that?" he asked mischievously.

"No." I said thoughtfully. "I don't think he would."

"Well, he can watch our ass as we leave" he said with authority as he leaned over to kiss my nipple that he had just exposed.

The feeling of his thick, wet lips was amazing on my sensitive nipples but even more was the feeling of danger. My husband could come back, other people could see us....what was I doing? But it was impossible to stop.

He left my nipple exposed as he let it go and I continued my drink as if nothing was happening. He moved around behind me and I felt his arms encircle me.

Strong, muscular arms massive and hard with his nimble fingers suddenly pulling down the back of my pants, exposing my ass. He pulled my bare ass into him and I felt his massive cock, through his pants, riding between my ass cheeks.

I smiled at the bartender, who was suddenly looking in my direction and tried to act as if nothing was happening, but as soon as he turned his back and focused his attention elsewhere, I smiled and began to nonchalantly slide my ass up and down the swell of his cock.

I felt him moving behind me, and suddenly his cock fell against the bare skin of my ass and his hand fell to the middle of my back pushing me forward. I let it happen and I felt his cock searching between my legs and in seconds he was sliding into my wet pussy.

Oh my God, the feeling was amazing. It was huge, and filled me completely, but the real power was the naughtiness of what we were doing. We could be seen, kicked out, arrested for public indecency, my husband could catch us and still, I couldn't stop.

I pushed back into him forcing his huge cock deeper into my wet pussy. He began to fuck me slowly, almost imperceptibly, and I slowly rocked my ass back into him, helping to drive him deeper into me..

I suddenly noticed I was being watched. By quite a few people, but mostly the people surrounding me were the 7 or 8 black guys in the bar. There were no others beside the group that were surrounding me and when I felt his cock swell and shoot a huge load of semen deep inside me he told me firmly "Stay right there, sweetheart." and moved over to my right.

To my surprise, another one of the black guys slid right into his place. His cock was sliding into my dripping pussy and I couldn't help resuming stroking a cock with my pussy. He fucked me a little more forcefully. His thrusts shoved me into the bar, forcing me to spill my drink.

The bartender was at the other end of the bar now, paying no attention to us whatsoever. Both my tits were exposed and being fondled by this group of black guys. I was feeling full and tingling in my pussy and was excited as I had never been before.

I felt the second guy begin to swell and spasm and felt the contractions as he shot a load of sperm into my sloppy pussy.

I didn't need instruction now. He moved aside and another guy solid into his place, his cock immediately sliding into my pussy and be fucked me hard, driving me into the bar and by now I could see that everyone at our end of the bar was watching and everyone at the other end of the bar was trying to see what was going on.

The bartender, obviously working hard not to see, continued to work at the other end facing away from us.

My tits were out of my top now, lying on the bar. They had become public property and were being fondled, squeezed and slapped by all these black guys. No one else approached me, however. One of them placed his hand at my chin, cupping my chin between his fingers and thumb, turning my head toward him. As his lips approached mine, his thick, wet lips parted and his moist tongue extended toward my mouth. I parted my lips, letting his tongue enter my mouth as their cocks were entering my pussy.

His tongue met mine, and they swirled around each other, the sinfulness of it all multiplying the excitement in my pussy We locked lips and I closed my eyes as we kissed. I pulled away slightly and his hand shot to the back of my head, pulling me in tighter. Our kissing continued as I felt another load shoot into me and another cock immediately assumed it's place.

I had never felt anything so good, exciting and sensual in my life.

Then, I opened my eyes. They were met by the wide eyes of my husband staring into mine. He was around the corner on the long side of the bar. His jaw was slack and his eyes wide as he looked at me with a look of shock, disbelief and horror on his face.

But, as much as I wanted to go to him, I couldn't stop what I was doing. I was enjoying it. Excited by it. Thrilled by it. Like nothing had ever excited me. I looked away from him and back into the eyes of the first black guy. He sensed what was going on and moved closer to my lips and I lunged at him to kiss him and closed my eyes. I kissed him passionately, my tongue energetically exploring his mouth as the other continued to take turns on my pussy.

On more than one occasion I opened my eyes to find my husband still watching in shock. Then, suddenly, when I opened my eyes, he was not there. I just closed my eyes and lost myself.

Then suddenly, I felt a cock spew into my pussy and suddenly there was a vacuum. I wanted another cock in me but there was no one there. No one was kissing me. I was simply lying on the bar and someone was speaking to me.

The bartender.

"Ma'am, you need to leave. He said firmly.

I looked around and everyone was staring at me and I suddenly felt naked as I pulled my pants up hurriedly. I looked frantically for my husband, but he was not to be seen. I ran out quickly and looked for our car and it, too, was gone.

I looked around frantically, but he was gone. But standing off in the shadows was the entire group of black guys that had just fucked me. Instinctively, I walked toward them. The first one to approach me in the bar stepped out from the group to approach me again.

"Seems your man left you." he said with a grin.

"I need a ride home." I said with a smile, knowing I should call an uber or call my husband but neither of those thoughts crossed my mind.

"Sure" he said, taking my hand and leading me toward the parking lot, the others falling in behind me. If I wasn't sure where this was leading by then, it became clear when, as we walked to the car, they were grabbing my ass and tugging at the top of my pants. I walked with a little extra shake of my hips and allowed all of it.

We got to the black Escalade and I climbed in, falling into the leather seats and they all piled in around me. The doors were closed and the first guy climbed into the driver's seat.

"Where to, sweetheart?" he asked.

I gave him my address and he put it into the GPS, and already the two guys I was sitting between were stroking my legs and massaging my clit through my pants. I let my hands slide to their cocks and began to massage them.

"So, ya boy couldn't hang? He split on ya?" the driver asked me.

"Guess so." I answered

"It'll be aight." he said. "We'll explain it to him."

"You'll explain what to him?" I asked.

"You a nigga's bitch now. You done wit his ass." he leered.

"Bitch, you let 7 niggas fuck you in a bar while ya man watched and left. Now you in a car lettin 7 niggas take you home and we gonna make him watch while we fuck you." he explained.

I kept stroking their cocks as I spoke.

"Oh, really? What makes you think I am gonna let that happen." I asked.

"Cause you still got two cocks in yo hands." he said with a smile. "But we knew it as soon as your man walked out and you didn't go after him."

The two guys beside me had begun to unzip their pants and they pulled out their cocks. It was the first time I had seen them, or any black cock. They were dark, veiny and very large. I remember licking my lips as I reached down to take them ion my hands.

I had already had them in my pussy once, and the feeling had been incredible. I couldn't wait to have them again. I stroked them both as I leaned over to my left and put the tip of that one at my lips. I had never sucked anybody's cock except my husbands.

His was not as big, circumcised and obviously, white. This cock smelled different, partially colored with the juices from my pussy, but his basic body odor was different. More manly, deeper, muskier. As I opened my lips, I engulfed his head and just held it there, letting my tongue explore the tip. I created a vacuum in my mouth and slowly pulled his cock out until it snapped as it exited my lips..

I put it back in and began to move my head around, allowing my tongue and lips to contact as much of the end of his cock as possible. And in short order, I began to move my head up and down, coating his cock with my saliva and taking it into my mouth.

It felt wonderful..It was so freeing, just to focus all my energy on action to the exclusion of all else. My body was free to be used any way they wanted because I was solely focused on satisfying this beautiful cock.

I suddenly realized my pants were pulled down and a cock was entering my wet pussy from beside me. I had not even felt my pants coming down or noticed my ass being moved around on the seat, but I pressed myself into the cock once I felt the cock pressing into me.

It filled me fully as it pressed into my waiting pussy, and created a void as it withdrew that I wanted filled again as soon as possible and each new thrust filled that void.

"We here." said the driver as he slipped the car into park and I looked up to see we had parked in front of my house. The driver and front seat passenger got out and came around to open the back doors. The guys on either side of me started to get out and I started to pull my pants up.

"No, bitch. Just leave it. They comin the rest of the way off soon enough" said the driver and he took one hand and one of the other guys took the other and they led me to the door. As we walked the front of my pants was up covering my pussy, but the back of my pants was riding at the line where my ass met my legs, leaving my entire ass exposed for any of my neighbors who happened to be out or looking

That thought made my pussy seem to leak all by itself.

The driver pulled my face close to his and planted his lips against mine, his tongue immediately extending into my mouth exploring to find my tongue, which I eagerly began to play with, my tongue dancing with his as I was being led to my front door with my ass hanging out.

When we approached the front door, he just tried the door and it was unlocked. He just opened it and went in, pulling me behind him and the rest of them followed us shutting the door behind them. It was like what I imagined a prison door must feel like to a prisoner. It felt like the sound of that door signaled that I was trapped and there was no way out.

The difference was, I was so excited by being trapped.

"Call yo man." driver said.

I called for my husband as the guys lifted my top and I eagerly raised my arms, allowing the top to slip over my head and my tits to drop and bounce in their new freedom. Immediately my tits were being fondled and licked, nipples were being sucked and the tingling was excruciating.

Then my husband came in from our bedroom, hearing us and hearing me call him, he saw me being fondled by a group of black men with my ass hanging out.

He charged us, yelling "What are you doing to my wife?".

"It ain't what we doing to her. It's what she doin' to us" said driver as two other guys caught my husband by the arm and held him in position. "Look at her. She loves those niggas all over her. She loved them all fucking her too. And we gonna do it again while you watch."

My husband struggled to get away, but one of the black guys slapped him hard across the face. "BITCH" he said, "WATCH YO WIFE FUCK".

They pushed him back to the sofa and sat him down, his struggling gone and he just sat there in a stupor as I dropped to my knees to take all of their cocks in my mouth in turn. I went from cock to cock, still not knowing the name of any one of them, not caring that my husband was being forced to watch, not caring that my neighbors had probably seen me come in late at night half dressed with a group of black me.

Then I was being led to the sofa, and within six feet of my husband who was sitting there in disbelief and horror but also unable to do anything to stop it. My pants were pulled off and I was completely naked. I climbed on the couch, thrusting my ass up in the air allowing access to my pussy from the rear and I was filled immediately.

One of them climbed onto the back of the couch, sitting in front of me with his cock waving in the air in front of my mouth. I lunged at it, taking it quickly as deep as I could, and fucking his beautiful cock with my mouth.

The guy pounding my pussy from behind established a rhythm where with every thrust of his cock, as he pulled out I was just pulling back from being driven down on the cock in my mouth. It was a natural feeling and I loved it.

Soon, the guy in my pussy came and someone else replaced him. The cock in my mouth erupted with a fountain of creamy jizz, which I lapped up like a hungry dog in heat and he was replaced.

When they were done with me, without a word, they zipped up and walked out the front door, leaving my husband and me alone on the sofa. I had collapsed from exhaustion and he was staring into the wall, seething.