My wife Nicole and I were in New York for our fifth anniversary. It was our first time in the big city and we were more than anxious to go out and see the clubs and maybe take in a show or two. We had even talked about seeing a live sex show, if we could find one. My wife is very sexual by nature and at times can be flirtatious when around people she feels comfortable with. A few times her flirtatious nature has almost gotten her into trouble.
We had been in our hotel room for about two hours. I had already showered and dressed. Nicole had just come out of the shower and was standing naked in front of the mirror applying makeup. Even after 5 years I was still taken aback by beauty. She has an hour glass figure with a firm, sexy rounded butt and medium size pert tits with large nipples. Her hair is a rich auburn color and flows down to the middle of her back. Her face is especially lovely, with deep blue mischievous eyes and a mouth that just begs to be kissed. Looking at her, you can tell she is someone who is fitness conscious.
Finally, after much prodding from me, Nichole finished dressing, and we went down to the bar for a cocktail before going out to eat. I was a little concerned because she had put on a mini-skirt that came half way down her thighs and a tight white blouse that really showed of her breast. You could even see her nipples poking against the fabric. Before leaving the room, I had asked her if she didn't think her outfit was a little too provocative. She simply gave me a naughty smirk , and said "Don't get jealous on me honey. This is New York and it won't hurt to turn these big city boys on a little."
I guess when she spoke those words she didn't realize how truly intuitive they were, or just how much trouble she was about to get into. I do know that they gave me an uneasy feeling.
We entered the lounge and took a seat and ordered drinks. A short time later a well dressed black couple took a table next to ours. He was a good looking very dark skinned man of about 30, with a muscular build and very white teeth. She was a real stunner with light skin, large breast and the face of an angel. She couldn't have been over 25.
Out of the corner of my eye I could see the man staring at my wife. Finally he spoke "You all are tourist?"
My wife gave him her best flirtatious smile and replied, "How did you Know?"
The man gave a little laugh, "You are in a hotel lounge. Almost everyone in here are tourist."
"So you are both tourist too." she asked in her best southern voice.
"Oh no, we are both native New Yorkers. My name is Carl and this is my wife Monique."
My wife introduced us and for several minutes we made small talk. Then I noticed that Nicole had turned her chair toward their table and she had her legs slightly parted. That gave me a little concerned because it was obvious that she was putting on a tease for Carl and she was enjoying every minute of it. For Carl's part, he looked like he was trying not to look. Dominique was just sitting there with a little smile on her face.
Nichole stood up and said, "Why don't we all sit at the same table, and maybe you all can tell us the best places to go for a fun night on the city. After all, we are tourist and we don't know the first thing about New York.
At that point Nichole had had about three drinks and was starting to feel it. She sat down at their table across from Carl.
Carl gave a little smile and asked, "Just how much fun do you plan on having, Nichole."
Nichole laughed, "Well you know what they say, you can't have too much fun or too much money. So I guess I want to have just as much fun as possible."
For the first time Monique spoke in a voice that had a slight Jamaican accent, "Nichole, we aren't doing anything tonight, why don't you let us take you and your husband out. We know where all of the best clubs are."
At that point I was truly impressed with their generous offer. I got up and move to their table across from Monique.
"If you all really aren't doing anything, that would be wonderful, but I don't want to put you all out."
Carl put out his hand and said, "It's a deal then. There is just one thing that I would like to do before going out. I usually smoke a joint in the evening just to relax. Maybe we could go up to the suite for a quick smoke and then we'll be out on the town. "
I shook Carl's hand and said, "Deal."
As we went up the elevator to the tenth floor, I noticed Monique and Nichole were standing a little apart talking in low voices. It seemed that they were becoming rather chummy. It was also apparent that the drinks had made Nicole more outgoing.
On the tenth floor we entered a suite that was dimly lit. The soft sounds of music with a calypso beat was coming from somewhere in the room, and there was a smell of incense. On either side of the main room were closed doors leading to other rooms.
Monique and Nichole flopped down on a couch still talking in low voices. I sat in a plush leather chair about ten feet from the couch. Meanwhile Carl rolled joints for all of us. I was starting to have that uneasy feeling again. But after Carl handed out the joints and after I had had a few hits, I started to relax. I had another drink and that relaxed me even more.
Then I looked over to the couch and saw a scene that sent shivers through my spine. Monique's hand was massaging Nicole's thigh, moving up her leg toward her crotch. Nichols legs were spread to the point where I could see her pink bikini underwear , and her breast were moving up and down with her heavy breathing.
I started to get up from the chair, but Carl put his hands on my shoulders from behind pulling me back onto the chair.
"It's the Ju-Ju root she smoked. You couldn't stop her now even if you wanted to, but you don't really want to stop her, do you? She said she wanted to have as much fun as possible. Now she's about to get her wish."
Again I started to get out of the chair. That's when another black man stepped out of the semi-darkness standing directly in front of me. He was completely naked, and his seven inch flaccid cock was just inches from my face. Now I was really scared, but I knew I was helpless to do anything but watch.
The black man turned and walked over to the couch. I looked over to my wife and saw that Monique had moved her hand up and was now rubbing my wife's pussy. Her other hand was behind Nichol's head. Slowly she turned Nichol's head toward her . My wife opened her mouth and Monique covered it with her mouth . I could see Monique's tongue probing deep into my wife's mouth. My wife started making whimpering sounds as Monique's finger moved aside her panties and started moving in and out of her pussy.
My own breathing quickened as I watch the erotic scene of my wife being taken by another woman. The Black man was still standing by the couch. I noticed that he was taller than Carl, maybe 6'2'. His frame was slender with long ropey muscles and his skin was very dark, almost ebony. The most impressive thing about him was his cock. It was starting to get hard and grown to maybe 9 inches. It was as big around as a man's wrist, very black, and it had large veins running up and down its length. You could almost see the veins pulsing.
As Monique continued to finger and kiss my wife, the black man bent over and started massage my wife's breast. I could hear my wife's breath quicken even more. This went on for several minutes. Then Monique stopped kissing Nichol but continued to work her pussy with her finger. With her other hand she moved Nichol's head toward the black man. His semi-hard cock was almost touching her lips. I couldn't believe what was about to happen. Part of me was praying that she wouldn't , but another part was praying that she would.
The black man reached down and placed his hands on either side her head running his hands through her beautiful auburn hair. Nichol opened her mouth and the purple black head of his dick entered . I could actually hear Nichol slurping as he moved his cock in and out, face fucking my wife.
I sat in the chair mesmerized at the scene before me. My thoughts were running wild. First I thought about the contrast between my wife's ivory white skin , her red lips , and the dark black cock that was fucking her face. Then I thought about the raging hard I had on.
Now Monique was busy removing my wife's cloths. The black man removed his dick from my wife's mouth and they stood her up completely naked, her lovely white body completely exposed. Monique moved in front Nichol and the black man pressed against her from the rear. They wrapped their arms around each other with Nichol in the middle. A funny thought occurred to me, they were now an Oreo, two blacks on the outside with my creamy white wife in the middle.
