Slut Wife - Penny's Plan

Tim had just finished up with Bill and Julie. Although they'd had a good time and Julie clearly seemed to enjoy being the centre of attention for both men, Tim was still a bit put off by Penny for not wanting do a full swap.

Tim and Penny had been dabbling in the swinger world for a couple of years. Penny was reluctant at first, but willing to give it a try. Up until now all the events had been private parties. The couples were carefully chosen by the hosts and most often the sexual encounters were swaps -- where two couples would meet and get to know each other then have sex with one another's spouses. Penny didn't have much enthusiasm for these events.

The thing that irked Penny about the couple swap thing is that she usually felt like she was being "set up" -- by the party host or by Tim -- with some other woman's husband. And truth is that Penny was usually the hottest woman at the party so those introductions tended to be driven by which couples want to get to know her or by which men Tim wanted to steer her away from or which wives Tim wanted to fuck. Penny felt her own desires being subordinated. While she was more than capable of standing up for herself there was something about that closed environment that made her reluctant to do so -- she didn't want to insult the hosts, she didn't want to come across as snooty (always a problem for beautiful women) and she saw very little point in staking out a position at parties where often none of the men much interested her anyway.

Tim suggested that the way to address her frustrations, was to try a swingers club where there would be a broader cross section of people. She agreed and undertook to pick a club, which Tim thought was a good sign. When they got there Tim promptly met another couple - Bill and Julie -- and tried to arrange a swap. Exasperated Penny realized he'd missed the whole point and promptly excused herself. Julie saw that Penny wasn't interested and pounced on the opportunity to take the two men to one of the private rooms.

As Tim parted ways with Bill and Julie to look for Penny a sense of foreboding came over him. He was pretty sure that she was irritated with him for trying to set things up the way he did and his awareness of his own controlling behaviour swiftly permeated his consciousness. And as he thought about the possibilities, he realized that his best case scenario was that she was quietly brooding. If so, he had better be nice. He quickly went from being put off to anxious to make amends.

As his anxieties compelled him to think about what Penny wanted his consciousness seemed to crack open as he landed on the obvious and unsettling conclusion he had been avoiding all along. She wanted to pick her own sexual partners. Why wouldn't she? Why would such a beautiful and sexual woman let him be in control? She had never indicated any willingness to abide by his vision of how this would all work. He had pushed and persisted and ignored all signals to the contrary, all opportunities to turn back. As awareness swept over him, his illusion of being in control of these events slipped away.

Briefly he hoped maybe she had left the club which would mean he was in big trouble but at least his greatest fear now evident would not be realized. But he checked the location of her smartphone and it was still at the club.

The absurdity of it all was surreal. Tim had seen his gorgeous wife Penny have sex with other men before. It was his fucking idea. He had seen her curvaceous soft hips move up and down as she mounted another man, watched her spectacular natural 36E breasts heave as another man caressed them or as their bodies moved in sexual unison, watched as other men observed the way her perfect curvy, supple, infinitely womanly body entered the room on 4" heels in a dress that verged on the obscene. But all that was ok as long as.....as long as what? As long as he could believe that he was her best? As long as he could reclaim her at the end of every night? As long as he was in control?

Yes, that was it. But she had never agreed to that and now he realized that he never had been in control. She had tried her best to indulge his desires and given him plenty of signals, but signals of what? Did she dislike this lifestyle, or did she dislike his constraints? The former might be disappointing but now seemed comforting. The latter was what frightened him. What if she had shaken off his weak attempts at making her a prop in his fantasy and had now taken control? How long until she chose a man that would sexually, please her in ways he never had?

Inevitable. Not because he wasn't a good lover or "enough of a man." But because his 5'4" firecracker brunette wife could -- if she wanted -- have virtually any sexual experience she wanted. And he or any other man would be fooling themselves to think they could control her if she chose not to be controlled.

This had been all his idea. He'd pushed his luck thinking he could control the outcome. Thinking he could control her. And now, in spite of no tangible information yet to the contrary, he realized he was not in control anymore. It was frightening but slipping into exhilarating. The ground was shifting under his feet, but he wanted to know where it would go.

"Tim. Are you ok?"

Tim looked around feeling disoriented.

"Um. Yes Julie. I was just looking for Penny. She must be in one of the private rooms."

"Ok sweetie. But maybe check the voyeur room."

"What is that?"

"Go down the hall of private rooms and through the curtain at the end."

Tim had been down that hall but only saw closed doors and had turned back. Even in his excited state he wasn't going to burst into every private room hoping to find Penny.

Tim took a long pause, so Julie took his hand. "Come on let me show you." she said with a pleasant smile.

As she led him across the room and down the hall she said. "You know tonight is singles night right?" At the same time she gave a knowing wave to a nearby bartender.

"I hadn't noticed. What does that mean? I mean I thought this was a swingers' club. Just married couples."

"Yes. But once a month we invite a certain number of singles to come to the club. It is like one single man and one single woman for every ten couples. Or it could be fewer. They keep the ratios consistent." Julie pulled Tim closer to ensure his arm was up against her breast as they walked down the hallway.

"Ok. What does that have to do with Penny?"

"Well, we chose the singles to be especially supportive of the members who want to interact with single women and men. As you can imagine their physical characteristics are a key consideration. And as you can imagine some members interact with the singles more than others. Honey, do you know what it means to be blacked?"

Tim paused. The bartender who doesn't normally leave his post brought Tim a double of their best scotch.

As he took it, he looked at Julie and said. "Yes, I think I do."

Tim felt heavy and light at the same time. He was frightened of what he was about to see but was drawn to see it like nothing had ever drawn him before.

Just before they walked through the curtains Julie had one more thing to say. "Tim almost every woman here has been blacked. I am one of them. As you can see, I am fully devoted to my husband Bill. It usually happens after a couple has been here for a while. But some start earlier especially when they are as gorgeous as Penny. It happens naturally because all eyes are on her and we all desire her. You know that right Tim? You are a very handsome man Tim, but Penny is in a league of her own."

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When he passed through the curtain Tim saw a window into a big room. Across from the window was three rows of bench seats arranged bleacher style with room for five or six people on each row. Julie directed him to the back row. She scooted across the bench to be next to another woman. There was another man at the far end. Tim slid next to Julie. The benches in front of him each had five people. All the people on the benches were in various stages of undress. As he slid across the bench the contents of the room came into full view.

In the middle was a large California king size bed and right in the middle a thickly muscular black man was fucking a white woman missionary style. All he could see was her arms and legs wrapped around the black man. The woman was wearing the same kind of black patent leather pumps with the red sole that Penny was wearing that night. Notwithstanding everything Julie had said it hadn't quite sunk in that this woman was Penny. The black man was kissing the white woman and otherwise enveloping her body so she couldn't be clearly seen. The long stroke of his hips suggested he had a large cock, but he wasn't pushing it all the way into her.

The sound of their fucking was as clear as if one was standing right next to them. Evidently there were microphones and speakers for the benefit of the audience.

The lady to Julie's right whispered to her. "This one is quite beautiful. I've never seen such large tits be so firm. Very pretty and the body of a goddess. The guys took their time undressing her and exploring her body, but they have only been having sex for a few minutes. Marcus is working his magic."

Time peeled his eyes away from the black man fucking the white woman long enough to see another black man standing off to the left slowly stroking a long fat cock. The man was tall and lean and appeared to be fairly young. Two other men black men were sitting at a table to the right, both facing the bed with their legs splayed open and long thick flaccid cocks hanging off the edge of their chairs.

The lady next to Julie kept whispering just loud enough for Tim to hear. "I remember my first time with Marcus. The way he ground against my clit while brushing my g-spot on the outstroke with that magnificent cock had me ready to burst in no time. I thought I was going to explode. It was my first time squirting. Sex was different after that. I never thought I could take all of him but he opened me up and my body just relaxed and wrapped itself around that big delicious cock."

Moments later the woman's legs started shaking while her moans got louder and came in shorter almost staccato bursts. Something was obviously building up and it looked just like what the lady down the bench had described. Then as her arms went loose and trembling and her whole body seemed to vibrate she let out a low guttural scream. The black man pulled out of her and the longest thickest blackest cock Tim had ever seen swung between his legs as a great stream of fluid squirted out of the white woman. He held her in place with his body as she shook and bucked beneath him.

Julie looked at Tim. Has your wife ever squirted before?"

Tim shook his head.

The other lady leaned forward to look past Julie. "That is your wife? You must be so happy for her."

Both women saw the look of near shock on Tim's face and decided it was time to stop talking.

As the white woman's body slowly rode down from the crest of orgasm, she reached down to take hold of the black man's large erect penis and guide it back into her. This time the stroke of his hips was longer and seemed to get ever more so with each thrust. He grunted like an animal in heat while her moans elevated and got louder as he pumped his massive cock harder and deeper into her. By the time his balls were slapping against her ass the white woman was making a noise almost like a yip as her body again gave way to orgasm. Her legs were shaking but this time they kissed passionately while the powerful black man plowed her pussy and seemed to open her up wider with each thrust.

Tim lost track of how long this went on. He was mesmerized still strangely unsure if it was his beautiful wife Penny getting blacked right before his eyes and an audience. He was frightened that it was her and hoping that it was her at the same time. His stomach was churning but his cock was hard enough to cut diamonds.

Finally, when her body stopped vibrating for the umpteenth time the black man climbed off her, crawled up the bed and stroked his cock over her open mouth. She waited with her mouth wide open and her head back so that her face was still not clearly visible, but her beautiful body was on full display and it seemed darned unlikely that it could be anybody but Penny. Marcus pumped thick ropes of cum into her mouth. She swallowed every drop then wrapped her hand around the shaft of his cock and pulled herself up to lick the head of his cock clean.

As she propped herself up on her other elbow Tim finally saw his wife's pretty face. She looked up at Marcus doe eyed and whispered. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. That was amazing." Marcus bent down and kissed her full on the lips. The sight of their tongues intertwining was in its own way as erotic and - unsettling - as watching him fuck her.

Julie put her hand on Tim's knee and whispered in his ear. "It is very important that all the people here, but especially the singles, treat their partner with respect and genuine affection. A man who cums in a wife's mouth must not be above sharing his taste on her lips."

She had a sort of cock drunk look and he had fucked her so vigorously Tim thought she would be exhausted. But as soon as Marcus stepped off the bed Penny swung her legs around and planted her heels on the floor, stood up and strode a few steps to the black man who had been waiting. She seized his hard cock with one hand and put the other around his neck as she reached up to kiss him. The passionate lust of another open mouth kiss. Their tongues probing one another seemed to get her juices flowing more, as if they weren't already exploding.

Penny pulled back slightly and asked. "Where do you want me Tyrone."

"On your back. I wanna see those big tits jiggle while I fuck you."

She smiled a lascivious smile and pulled him forward by his cock as she backed up towards the bed. Then she jumped back onto the bed enthusiastically, spread her legs wide and reached her arms towards him. He wasted no time crawling onto the bed and putting one hand on each of her cream soft curvy thighs while she guided his big cock into her.

Almost as soon as he had a good rhythm of fucking Tim's wife, she craned her neck towards the two men seated to the table and motioned for one to come over. He complied, crawling up onto the bed on the side of Penny away from the window (which Tim now realized was a two-way mirror). As soon as he got close to her Penny hungrily grabbed his thick hard shaft and guided the head of his cock into her mouth. As Tyrone took control of fucking her pulsating wet pussy, she lavished attention on the big black cock in her hand and mouth.

Penny always liked throwing herself into a blow job. From where she was laying, she sucked on the head for a while and plunged about 1/2 the shaft into her mouth, but it was difficult to deep throat because of the angle and the size of his dick. So she positioned herself under him so she could stroked his impressive cock while sucking on his balls.

"That is Darnell, tea bagging your wife." Said the woman on the other side of Julie.

It was a bit odd the way these two women chimed in now and then. He found it a bit off putting the way they were so casual about it all as he struggled with his own cocktail of emotions. But it was also oddly comforting. He had been wondering what the guy's name was since he had already heard the names of the first two guys he saw fucking his wife. These women seemed to be normalizing all this for him in a very matter-of-fact way. They weren't without empathy and understanding but there was no pity and they almost seemed to be telling him it was up to him to come to grips with the perfectly natural event unfolding in front of him.

Penny was so focussed on sucking on Darnell's balls and stroking the thick black shaft of his cock that her next orgasm seemed to sneak up on her. Tyrone had been fucking her with long firm deliberate strokes while his big hands struggled to engulf her tits. But as her belly started to shudder he picked up the pace and moved his hands to her thighs to hold her legs apart. He was fucking her balls deep and Tim could hear his balls slapping against his pretty wife's ass. Her loud moans were muffled by the girth of Darnell's cock in her mouth. Darnell was kneading her big tits and lightly pinching her nipples. Tyrone's body tensed as he started to shoot his load deep inside Penny. Tim could tell he was cumming in Penny by the way his body tensed but it seemed to go on forever. Surely it was like a big black firehose injecting his sperm directly into her womb.

When Tyrone pulled his cock out of Penny it seemed impossibly large. Long, thick black and glistening with the mixture of their fluids it made a pop as it exited her already well used pussy. Darnell hastened to where Tyrone had been between Penny's legs. He gently rolled her over than gave her a smack on the ass. As if in response Penny lifted her ass up in the air, got her knees under her, spread her legs more, put her head down on the bed and arched her back.

She was a vision of sexuality as her whole body seemed to invite Darnell to fuck her. He happily accepted the invitation and they both moaned in unison as he plunged his big black dick into her in one long smooth motion. Only after Darnell had fucked her to another orgasm did the fourth black man, DeShawn, get on the bed in front of Penny. She instinctively pushed herself up onto all fours and took his cock in her mouth.

Penny had been spit-roasted before at the swap/swinger parties she attended with Tim, but this seemed like something altogether different. These black men were more powerful and much more well-endowed. Plus of course this time Tim was watching rather than participating so he could see her big tits swinging and take in the contrast of their dark skin with her lovely pale complexion. Meanwhile Penny who was an expert at deep throat with regular guys was struggling to take any more than half of DeShawn's cock in her mouth. She seemed perfectly happy to give it her gagging slobbering best efforts though. That and the sound of Darnell's hips slamming into her was mostly all that could be heard.

These four hung black men tossed Penny around and fucked her every which way for what seemed like forever. After countless orgasms they all started to run out of steam a bit as the five of them stopped to chat for a few minutes. That is when Darnell asked for her phone number. Penny gave it to him without a second thought and the other three men entered it into their phones at the same time.

After a few more minutes Darnell, Tyrone and DeShawn excused themselves. They each kissed Penny, thanked her and told her how beautiful she is. Penny then turned towards Marcus. He walked to her and she wrapped her arms around his neck and started making out with him. After a few moments he walked her over to the bed and had her lie down on her stomach. As she lay there prone he mounted her from behind and slid his long black cock up between her thighs and into her pussy. She was looking towards the two-way mirror and everyone watching could tell from the look on her face when his huge cock entered her. As the two of them coupled his thick muscular body hovered over her and she turned to give him a deep intimate kiss. The two of them kissed facing the two-way mirror as Marcus slowly and gently fucked her to yet another squirting orgasm.

Marcus delivered yet another blast of thick black man's cum into Penny's sloppy pussy then climbed off her. After laying there for a long moment Penny got up as well. They chatted amiably for a moment. Tim couldn't remember what they said. He was fixated on her engorged pussy and the cum that was leaking down her creamy thighs. Marcus kissed her again, thanked her and said he hope they would meet again and that he would text her next time he was going to be at the swingers club. He left the room. She followed a moment later after gathering her outfit off the floor as the gathered audience started to disburse.