How my wife necame a BBC Queen (pt1)

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Part 5

We got back to our room and went inside. Fran took her small suitcase into the bathroom and I could hear her running her bath. I was getting extremely nervous at this time and beginning to have serious doubts. I went into the bedroom and drew the curtains shut (the far wall, behind where the chairs were and facing the bed, there was a large series of windows the entire length of the wall). I turned the stereo on and set the volume to low, the fireplace and then I turned on all the “special” lights. I turned all the other lights in the rooms off except for the dim hall light that adjoined the bathroom. The room looked extremely exotic and just heightened my anxieties to an even greater level.

About 25 minutes later I could hear Fran come out of the bathroom and as she turned the corner into the bedroom she stopped in her tracks at the sight before her. It was the first time she had seen the room in all its glory, so to speak. She kind of walked into the lights with her mouth agape, staring at the bed. This was the first time that I got a glimpse of my wife. She looked stunning. She had applied her makeup and was wear a floor length, sheer black robe. It appeared as though she also had a shear nightgown under it and as she walked into the light, I could see her body through the material. My heart started pounding and I was getting a raging hard on to boot.

Fran finally located me and said “Oh my God. Are we really going to do this?” I wanted to scream no but I was able to choke out the response, “Yes, unless you want to stop it?” Fran said she still didn’t believe Jack would come to the room because he seemed so nervous. Just as I was about to answer, there came a knock on the door. I looked at Fran and I could see that she had taken a deep breath and was holding it. I looked her in the eyes with an unspoken question. After a second, she lifted her eyebrows, exhaled and simply shook her head, yes. As I walked toward the door, my legs feeling like jelly, I heard Fran softly say, “Remember, not all the way!” Ahhhhhhhh Shit!

I opened the door and there stood Jack. He had taken off his suit and was in a short sleeve shirt and trousers. I shook his hands (damn they were huge) and let him in the room. We walked into the bedroom and he stopped abruptly when he saw Fran standing by the bed. He told her that she was stunningly beautiful. I could see him standing next to her with all that light bathing them. He really filled out that shirt. His arms were extremely muscular. He took Fran by the hand and began to dance to the music that was playing softly. I kind of stumbled back into the chair. Fran asked me where I went to (she couldn’t see me very well because of the lighting.) I told them both to just forget that I was here and be themselves. They went back to dancing.

They danced, about ten minutes or so, to the continuous tunes that played in the background, when Jack placed his hand under Fran’s chin and raised it up towards his face. They then kissed, softly at first and then more passionately. I could see by the way that their mouths were moving that they were swapping tongues. My heart was racing about 100 MPH. Jack was softly feeling Fran’s breasts, through her nightgown when Fran stepped back from him. I thought that she was about to call a halt to everything, but instead she undid the tie and took the robe off and let it fall to the floor. She did have a floor length black sheer nightgown on under the robe and you could now clearly see much more of her body through it. Oh boy!! She moved back into Jacks arms and she initiated a kiss. She was holding his face down to hers as she ground her lips into his. She then had her hands on his back and started to pull his shirt up over his head. He helped her take it off and as he let it fall to the floor Fran started unbuckling his belt. They got his belt undone and he let his pants fall to the floor. He kicked off his shoes and took off his socks and they then kicked the pile of clothes toward me. They went back to dancing and I noticed that he was wearing what appeared to be black satin boxer shorts. I could also see that he was built like and NFL linebacker, damned, they looked exotic together. They danced and kissed a few more minutes. I could see Jack feeling Fran up all over and I saw Fran running her hand down Jacks chest and finally her hand was between them and obviously she was feeling his cock through his shorts. She started kissing him very passionately and I could hear a combination of breathing hard and moaning softly as she continued to massage his cock. They were talking softly and I couldn’t make out what was being said, but Fran pulled away from him slightly and I could see that she seemed to reluctantly release her grip on his manhood. She raised her arms and I watched as Jack slowly lifted her nightgown up and over her head. He threw it toward the other pile of clothing. My wife was now completely nude and standing in front of this large black man, I could feel the bl**d pounding in my temples so hard, I thought I was going to pass out. Jack went back to caressing Fran as they dance. His large hands were on her ass then her breasts then her inner thighs.

She kind of pulled him toward the bed. Fran quickly scrambled onto the bed and lay back on her elbows as Jack slow pulled his shorts down off his body. Fran’s eyes were glued to his groin region and I was watching her familiar pinky in the mouth and her other hand gently squeezing her tit. Her legs were bent at the knee with feet on the bed and she was slowly opening and closing her legs. I could see that she had trimmed her pussy hair, somewhat, and I also noticed that her slit was glistening in the lights. His back was to me and as I was lost in the beauty of the scene before me, I didn’t glance at any of the mirrors. He got on the bed and was lying on his stomach as he took her foot and started sucking on her toes. He did this to each foot, as Fran remained on her elbows and would occasionally roll her head back. She was obviously lost in lust at this point. Jack continued to kiss his way up her thighs, taking his time, until he reached her womanhood. Fran laid back on the bed and spread her thighs wide for him. I got up out of my seat and walked slowly toward the side of the bed, being careful to stay out of the light, and thus out of their sight. When I got to the side of the bed. I could see that Jack was sucking and licking her pussy as he slipped one, then two of those fat fingers in and out. I thought to myself, God Fran is getting more finger than she ever had as far as a cock.

Fran was moaning very loudly and I could see her thrusting her hips to the rhythm of his fingers. I made my way back to my chair and was very tempted to remove my aching member from its cloth prison, but I resisted. Jack ate and finger fucked Fran for a few more minutes and then he continued his journey up Frances’ body. Kissing and caressing both breasts and gently biting both nipples. The views in the mirrors were staggering. Fran grabbed his head and pulled his face up to hers, they kissed and it appeared as though Fran said something to him and they rolled over on their sides.

Fran knelt next to Jack and then rolled him onto is back as she rolled over on top of him in a 69 position. She was laying on his cock so I still didn’t see if he was “bigger than me” but Fran seemed to enjoy the ongoing events. I could see, via the mirrors that Jack was once again servicing Fran’s pussy with his mouth and fingers. She had her eyes clinched shut in obvious pleasure as she played with his nut sack. I could see that his testicles were drawn up tightly and that from the appearance it seemed like each testicle was larger than both of mine combined. His sack looked like a small grapefruit. Fran reached under her chest and raised herself slightly to pull out Jacks cock from under her. OH BOY. My first look. My heart sank. His cock was turgid. It stood well up into the air. It had a slight curve to the right, from where I sat, and it was easily as thick as Fran’s forearm. Holy fuck. I watched Fran stroke it and then she started to lick the shaft from top to bottoms, paying special attention to his balls. She would stuff the head and 4 or 5 inches of the shaft into her mouth and pump furiously on the shaft (I guess that qualifies as doing it with her hands). I could see the large bulge in Frances’s cheek as she continued to suck on that monster. She would occasionally gag when his cock went too deeply down her throat. I was also struck by the fact that she had more cock in her mouth than she ever had in her life and was still holding more than mine, in her hand. At one point Fran raised her mouth off of his cock and appeared to be looking out into the room for me. Her eyes were completely glazed over and half shut and her mouth hung open as she slowly ground her hips into Jacks face. She had the look of complete lust about her as she went back to, almost savagely, trying to devour that large brown phallus.

This went on for a few more minutes when Fran let go of his cock, (damn that thing was big) and crawled off him and lay on her back. She took Jacks hand and pulled him over on top of her. My god, could she, would she, I quickly got off the chair and moved up to the foot of the bed. I got on my knees so that I was eye level to the bed. I could see that Fran had spread her legs very wide and I could see Jacks steel hard cock against her pussy lips. They were kind of rocking together slowly and his cock was rubbing slowly up and down the length of her splayed cunt lips. I could see his dark cock glistening with her juices as I heard them talking. Jack raised himself slightly up off of her. I could see Frances’ hand running up and down the length of his cock. She reached under and played with his balls for a second then once again grabbed his thick member. Now she was rubbing the large head up and down her now wide open pussy lips. Man she was soaked. I had never seen her so wet nor her pussy so swollen. I noticed that she had stopped rubbing herself with him and now was aiming him right for her vagina (will not go all the way, hah!) She found the spot and Jack slowly pushed his cock into her. After two or three strokes he was balls deep, I could hear her softly moaning as they slowly moved in unison.

I stepped back, a little to get out of the light and I continued to watch as their movements became more heated. I could see Jacks cock slowly come almost all the way out of Fran then he would quickly slam it balls deep. She would moan loudly as he hit bottom. Their tempo pick up and Fran started begging him to “fuck her harder, don’t stop, Oh God I love your cock, please don’t stop. I want to feel you cum in me. Oh God I’m Cuuumming” Uh, this was my wife, the one who wouldn’t go all the way with a black man.

As they fucked faster and faster, Fran’s moans became screams and I was damn sure everyone in the hotel was enjoying this fuck almost as much as I. It was obvious that Fran had taken me at my word and had completely forgotten that I was here. At one point she screamed so loudly that Jack asked her if she was alright and she moaned “OH yeah, Oh God I am great, please don’t stop fucking me. Oh God I almost forgot how good it feels to have a big cock in me. Oh God it’s been so long. Fuck me with your big black cock!!”

Hello!!! Almost forgot how good it feels to have a big cock in me?????? Oh God it’s been so long??? What is this? I snapped out of my thoughts and confusion in time to see Fran wrap her legs around Jacks back and lock her ankles together. She was now slamming up to meet each of his powerful thrusts. I looked at their pounding organs (because of their position, I now had an incredible view.) His cock was coated white and she had a large stream of cum running down her ass cheeks and pooling on the red satin bed sheets. There was a large and growing wet spot stain on the sheet. They both were grunting and yelling some non-intelligible stuff at each other as they came for the, I don’t know how many times.

Jack thrust deep into Fran and held his cock there while he slowly ground his hips into her. Fran matched his rhythm and they softly kissed and looked each other in eyes as they said how great it was. Jack rolled off of Fran and as he did, I could see his dark cock plop out and a thick wad of very white cum streaming out of Frances vagina and cascading down her still gaping pussy lips and continue down her ass cheeks. Jack lay back on the bed and Fran rolled over onto him and kissed him. He was still rock hard and as Fran and he were kissing, Fran’s hand was all over his sticky balls and stroking his gleaming cock. They did this for a minute when Fran straddled Jack and raised herself up onto her knees and inserted his cock back into her steaming cunt. She lowered herself back down onto the entire length in one stroke and leaned over on his massive chest. As they kissed she slowly rode up and down his shaft. I could see cum from their previous fuck, still flowing out around his shaft as she stroked. She continued her slow journey up then down for a few minutes when she sat up and re-positioned herself so that she was sitting fully upright with her hands on his chest. Fran started rocking back and forth on his cock. I could see his nut sack pressed firmly against her ass. As she moved at a blinding speed. She started her moaning, progressed to screams and then she lay back down on his chest and kissed him passionately while screaming into his mouth as she slammed up and down the entire length of that python like cock. I didn’t think it was possible for anyone to fuck that fast. In seconds, I heard Fran’s screams go up a couple of octaves and I could see cum flowing down Jack’s shaft and over his balls and obviously down his ass to another large stain on the sheets. This guy would cum and never really get soft. He was a literal fucking machine.

They took a rest after that session and I watched them fuck twice more before Jack went to his room (right next to ours) for the evening. Fran walked him to the door, kissed him goodnight and they talked about something but I couldn’t hear what it was. She slowly walked back into the bedroom, her hair completely a mess, her makeup was smeared, she had hickeys on her neck, tits, thighs, and you name it. She looked like the definition of a well fucked lady. She looked at me and asked, “Was it everything you expected? Did you like seeing your white wife fucking that big black cock? Did you see him cum in me?. Do you want to fuck me now??” With that she took my hand and led me to those soaked rumpled up satin sheets. I quickly took my pants off and found that my underwear was soaked. I apparently had cum several times by the feel of the pants, without touching myself.

I crawled up onto the bed and Fran started sucking my raging hard on. As I looked down at her, I was struck by how easily she was able to take the entire length of my cock into her mouth when a couple of hours ago she could barely stuff half of Jacks into her painfully spread cheeks. As she continued to suck, I found her pussy with my hands. I was awed immediately by the following sensations. First, her newly trimmed soft brown pubic hair was completely matted and very sticky. Obviously the result of the copious amount of body fluids that they had both released during their marathon love making session. Second, her clit was very swollen and extremely prominent. This was very unusual because I would always tease her about not having one because it was usually so hard to find. Not on this date. It was almost as big as my thumb. Third, her labia was extremely soft and highly engorged. I had never felt them like that before and finally, her vagina was soaked with both of their cum and appeared to be very much dilated. I could easily slip four of my fingers up her.

She pushed me onto my back and mounted me. I truly felt lost in her now stretched pussy, but the extreme heat and sloppy wetness was a completely new sensation for me. Fran rode me slowly and was mostly grinding her pubic bone against mine. I asked her if she could even feel me she just whispered “hmmm, hmmm, I can feel you, it feels nice.” It feels nice, no Oh God don’t stop fucking me, I love your cock, just “It feels nice” Sigh. I then asked her what she meant by “Oh God I almost forgot how good it feels to have a big cock in me. Oh God it’s been so long” comment earlier. Fran stopped her grinding for a minute and looked shocked when she said “I didn’t say that”. I told her she most certainly did. She answered after a second or two, that if she did, it was just something she said in the heat of passion.

I finished quickly and Fran went into the bathroom to clean up, she came back and got into bed and was asleep in minutes, she obviously was exhausted. I finally fell to sleep with all the events of the evening playing through my head. I awoke the next morning to find that Fran wasn’t in the bed. I went to the bathroom and found that she wasn’t there. I put my ears against the wall behind the headboard and I could faintly hear the familiar moans of Fran and Jack fucking. I was a little pissed off but I stayed put until about an hour later they came back into the room. He was dressed and she looking like she was just royally fucked again. She let her bathrobe drop (that was all she wore out into the hall and over to Jacks room?) to the floor as she headed to the bathroom. I followed her and asked her what the hell she was doing. She said that she was going to get dressed and go have breakfast. I told her that I was talking about in Jacks room; she looked at me and said. “Oh that, I got up about six and you were sleeping so I went over to Jacks room to see if he was up, one thing led to another and we fooled around a little. I hope you don’t mind?” Fooled around a little!! It was 9:30 AM. She went over there over 3 hours ago. I asked her how many times they had fucked, she responded, “A few, I don’t really know.” She kissed me and said, “Thank you. I love you. Are you going to get ready?” I just shook my head and said that I really wasn’t hungry and I told her to go along with Jack. Just bring me back a cup of coffee. She kissed me and they left.

A few times with the 4 I watched last night. That means that my young bride had fucked this guy at least 7 times in less than 15 hours. I was trying to let all of that sink in. I opened up that 12 feet of curtains and the sun streamed into the room. I could look across the courtyard and see several couples having breakfast on various balconies. The sun really illuminated the room. I put the TV on and was watching something or other when they came back to the room. Fran gave me a cup of coffee and a doughnut and kissed me. She bit my ear while she whispered “Do you mind if we use the bed?”

I looked at her, got off and went over to where the chair and table was right in front of the massive windows. The windows, shit I didn’t close them. Fran and Jack were furiously removing each others clothes while kissing. They didn’t notice or care that they were in full panoramic view of anyone who looked across the courtyard. They were undressed and on the bed. I must say, the sunlight beaming down on them really heightened the eroticism of the spectacle. I sat there sipping my coffee as they fucked themselves to three more orgasms. Fran’s strongest orgasm seemed to happen when Jack fucked her from behind, doggy style. I could see a river of cum flow from her as he pulled out. I laughed to myself as I thought about the cleaning staff when they retrieved these sheets (and probably Jacks also). They lay in bed and cuddled for a little while. I took a peek across the court yard and was reasonably sure that at least two other couples had watched, along with me, as my wife was fucked by this large black stud. I could swear that a thin woman with long brown hair saw me through what appeared to be binoculars. She applauded and then raised her thumb up into the air. I waived back to her. Jack and Fran were oblivious.

Jack got dressed and went back to his room. We met later and went out to dinner. Jack paid for everything. He and Fran danced some more then we went back up to our room where they fucked a couple of more times. This time I left the curtains opened while all the lights were on. I wanted to give everyone a good show, especially the beauty with the binoculars.

After they were finished with their second session. Jack and Fran walked to the door. Fran gave him another passionate goodbye kiss and she came back to bed, pecked me on the cheek and fell into a deep sleep. Sunday morning I awoke, no Fran. Screams from the next room. A couple of hours later, they both come into the room like two love sick kids, giggling and holding hands. They jumped into bed and they had a very slow and sensual love making session.

Jack got up to get dressed and Fran stood up next to him. She kissed him and stroked his cock and she leaned over and kind of talked to his cock and told it “I am going to miss my big fellow here!” She kissed the shiny head and Jack finished dressing. We agreed (especially Fran) that we would keep in touch and get together as often as possible.

Fran got dressed, packed and we left for the hour drive home. She was very quiet on the trip home but she did say that could feel Jacks cum flowing out of her still. She just had a very strange smile plastered on her face, a smile that stayed there for a very long time afterwards. When we got home Fran thanked her mother and I took her home and when I got back Fran had already put the kids to bed. We lay in bed and she actually started talking about the last two days. She said she never had experienced anything quite like that, she didn’t know if it was that he was black or that he was so good or what but she never had so many orgasms in her life. I asked her if it was maybe because of size of his cock. She hesitated for a few seconds and she timidly said “if I tell you something, promise me you won’t get mad?’ I told her that after what we just went through it would be kind of hard to get mad at her now!

She said “Remember that time at the movies when we saw those two films? You asked me what I thought about the one actor and you teased me because you thought I was turned on because he was so huge?” I said “You mean John Holmes? Yeah so?” She was staring into my eyes as she hesitantly said “I was so shocked when I first saw his thing (boy we were back to calling it ‘His thing’ after I listened to her pleading all weekend to be fucked by a big black cock, go figure), I was shocked because it was identical to Robert’s!”

Robert’s, Robert’s!!! The guy she cheated on me with? That little puke? Surely she was mistaken. I asked her, “I thought you said he was about the same size as me?” “I didn’t want to hurt your feelings.” She replied. “So that’s what you meant by ‘It feels so good to have a big cock in me again’ the other day.” She lowered her eyes and said” Yes.” I asked her if Robert was bigger than Jack and she said, “Oh yeah. Really, really thick. And his balls were really big.” “Did he make you cum, all the time he fucked you?” I asked, with my heart in my throat. She replied “I don’t remember anything like the last two days. I know that I got very wet and I really loved doing it to him because he would fill me up so much. I always felt like there was no room left when he was in me. When I got on top of him, he felt like he was way up past my belly button. It felt really nice.” I asked her if she let him cum in her and she said she did, she told me that he would always cum a lot and she was always afraid that I would find one of their wet spots, which I did.

Well anyway our life changed after that weekend and we met with Jack on a semi regular basis for the next 12 years until his job relocated him. We also had several other “friends” including several times (much later) with Robert “Holmes”. If anyone is interested in that meeting I’ll write about it, not nearly as long as this though, I am getting writer’s cramp

After Jack left the area, Fran seemed to go into a slight depression and put on some serious weight. I finally got her into a gym and she started losing some. I made contact with a gentleman (black) who lived about 3 hrs. away. Took Fran on a weekend stay and made the introductions/ Fran was surprised and very reluctant at first but she seemed to hit it off with Terry. He was nowhere near Jack’s physical size but when he took off his pants he was almost identical in length but perhaps a little thicker, this led to several fuck sessions and he is the gentleman whose videos I posted with Frances. I hope you enjoyed this story and I hope I didn’t bore you too much. Lilprik

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Part 5

We got back to our room and went inside. Fran took her small suitcase into the bathroom and I could hear her running her bath. I was getting extremely nervous at this time and beginning to have serious doubts. I went into the bedroom and drew the curtains shut (the far wall, behind where the chairs were and facing the bed, there was a large series of windows the entire length of the wall). I turned the stereo on and set the volume to low, the fireplace and then I turned on all the “special” lights. I turned all the other lights in the rooms off except for the dim hall light that adjoined the bathroom. The room looked extremely exotic and just heightened my anxieties to an even greater level.

About 25 minutes later I could hear Fran come out of the bathroom and as she turned the corner into the bedroom she stopped in her tracks at the sight before her. It was the first time she had seen the room in all its glory, so to speak. She kind of walked into the lights with her mouth agape, staring at the bed. This was the first time that I got a glimpse of my wife. She looked stunning. She had applied her makeup and was wear a floor length, sheer black robe. It appeared as though she also had a shear nightgown under it and as she walked into the light, I could see her body through the material. My heart started pounding and I was getting a raging hard on to boot.

Fran finally located me and said “Oh my God. Are we really going to do this?” I wanted to scream no but I was able to choke out the response, “Yes, unless you want to stop it?” Fran said she still didn’t believe Jack would come to the room because he seemed so nervous. Just as I was about to answer, there came a knock on the door. I looked at Fran and I could see that she had taken a deep breath and was holding it. I looked her in the eyes with an unspoken question. After a second, she lifted her eyebrows, exhaled and simply shook her head, yes. As I walked toward the door, my legs feeling like jelly, I heard Fran softly say, “Remember, not all the way!” Ahhhhhhhh Shit!

I opened the door and there stood Jack. He had taken off his suit and was in a short sleeve shirt and trousers. I shook his hands (damn they were huge) and let him in the room. We walked into the bedroom and he stopped abruptly when he saw Fran standing by the bed. He told her that she was stunningly beautiful. I could see him standing next to her with all that light bathing them. He really filled out that shirt. His arms were extremely muscular. He took Fran by the hand and began to dance to the music that was playing softly. I kind of stumbled back into the chair. Fran asked me where I went to (she couldn’t see me very well because of the lighting.) I told them both to just forget that I was here and be themselves. They went back to dancing.

They danced, about ten minutes or so, to the continuous tunes that played in the background, when Jack placed his hand under Fran’s chin and raised it up towards his face. They then kissed, softly at first and then more passionately. I could see by the way that their mouths were moving that they were swapping tongues. My heart was racing about 100 MPH. Jack was softly feeling Fran’s breasts, through her nightgown when Fran stepped back from him. I thought that she was about to call a halt to everything, but instead she undid the tie and took the robe off and let it fall to the floor. She did have a floor length black sheer nightgown on under the robe and you could now clearly see much more of her body through it. Oh boy!! She moved back into Jacks arms and she initiated a kiss. She was holding his face down to hers as she ground her lips into his. She then had her hands on his back and started to pull his shirt up over his head. He helped her take it off and as he let it fall to the floor Fran started unbuckling his belt. They got his belt undone and he let his pants fall to the floor. He kicked off his shoes and took off his socks and they then kicked the pile of clothes toward me. They went back to dancing and I noticed that he was wearing what appeared to be black satin boxer shorts. I could also see that he was built like and NFL linebacker, damned, they looked exotic together. They danced and kissed a few more minutes. I could see Jack feeling Fran up all over and I saw Fran running her hand down Jacks chest and finally her hand was between them and obviously she was feeling his cock through his shorts. She started kissing him very passionately and I could hear a combination of breathing hard and moaning softly as she continued to massage his cock. They were talking softly and I couldn’t make out what was being said, but Fran pulled away from him slightly and I could see that she seemed to reluctantly release her grip on his manhood. She raised her arms and I watched as Jack slowly lifted her nightgown up and over her head. He threw it toward the other pile of clothing. My wife was now completely nude and standing in front of this large black man, I could feel the bl**d pounding in my temples so hard, I thought I was going to pass out. Jack went back to caressing Fran as they dance. His large hands were on her ass then her breasts then her inner thighs.

She kind of pulled him toward the bed. Fran quickly scrambled onto the bed and lay back on her elbows as Jack slow pulled his shorts down off his body. Fran’s eyes were glued to his groin region and I was watching her familiar pinky in the mouth and her other hand gently squeezing her tit. Her legs were bent at the knee with feet on the bed and she was slowly opening and closing her legs. I could see that she had trimmed her pussy hair, somewhat, and I also noticed that her slit was glistening in the lights. His back was to me and as I was lost in the beauty of the scene before me, I didn’t glance at any of the mirrors. He got on the bed and was lying on his stomach as he took her foot and started sucking on her toes. He did this to each foot, as Fran remained on her elbows and would occasionally roll her head back. She was obviously lost in lust at this point. Jack continued to kiss his way up her thighs, taking his time, until he reached her womanhood. Fran laid back on the bed and spread her thighs wide for him. I got up out of my seat and walked slowly toward the side of the bed, being careful to stay out of the light, and thus out of their sight. When I got to the side of the bed. I could see that Jack was sucking and licking her pussy as he slipped one, then two of those fat fingers in and out. I thought to myself, God Fran is getting more finger than she ever had as far as a cock.

Fran was moaning very loudly and I could see her thrusting her hips to the rhythm of his fingers. I made my way back to my chair and was very tempted to remove my aching member from its cloth prison, but I resisted. Jack ate and finger fucked Fran for a few more minutes and then he continued his journey up Frances’ body. Kissing and caressing both breasts and gently biting both nipples. The views in the mirrors were staggering. Fran grabbed his head and pulled his face up to hers, they kissed and it appeared as though Fran said something to him and they rolled over on their sides.

Fran knelt next to Jack and then rolled him onto is back as she rolled over on top of him in a 69 position. She was laying on his cock so I still didn’t see if he was “bigger than me” but Fran seemed to enjoy the ongoing events. I could see, via the mirrors that Jack was once again servicing Fran’s pussy with his mouth and fingers. She had her eyes clinched shut in obvious pleasure as she played with his nut sack. I could see that his testicles were drawn up tightly and that from the appearance it seemed like each testicle was larger than both of mine combined. His sack looked like a small grapefruit. Fran reached under her chest and raised herself slightly to pull out Jacks cock from under her. OH BOY. My first look. My heart sank. His cock was turgid. It stood well up into the air. It had a slight curve to the right, from where I sat, and it was easily as thick as Fran’s forearm. Holy fuck. I watched Fran stroke it and then she started to lick the shaft from top to bottoms, paying special attention to his balls. She would stuff the head and 4 or 5 inches of the shaft into her mouth and pump furiously on the shaft (I guess that qualifies as doing it with her hands). I could see the large bulge in Frances’s cheek as she continued to suck on that monster. She would occasionally gag when his cock went too deeply down her throat. I was also struck by the fact that she had more cock in her mouth than she ever had in her life and was still holding more than mine, in her hand. At one point Fran raised her mouth off of his cock and appeared to be looking out into the room for me. Her eyes were completely glazed over and half shut and her mouth hung open as she slowly ground her hips into Jacks face. She had the look of complete lust about her as she went back to, almost savagely, trying to devour that large brown phallus.

This went on for a few more minutes when Fran let go of his cock, (damn that thing was big) and crawled off him and lay on her back. She took Jacks hand and pulled him over on top of her. My god, could she, would she, I quickly got off the chair and moved up to the foot of the bed. I got on my knees so that I was eye level to the bed. I could see that Fran had spread her legs very wide and I could see Jacks steel hard cock against her pussy lips. They were kind of rocking together slowly and his cock was rubbing slowly up and down the length of her splayed cunt lips. I could see his dark cock glistening with her juices as I heard them talking. Jack raised himself slightly up off of her. I could see Frances’ hand running up and down the length of his cock. She reached under and played with his balls for a second then once again grabbed his thick member. Now she was rubbing the large head up and down her now wide open pussy lips. Man she was soaked. I had never seen her so wet nor her pussy so swollen. I noticed that she had stopped rubbing herself with him and now was aiming him right for her vagina (will not go all the way, hah!) She found the spot and Jack slowly pushed his cock into her. After two or three strokes he was balls deep, I could hear her softly moaning as they slowly moved in unison.

I stepped back, a little to get out of the light and I continued to watch as their movements became more heated. I could see Jacks cock slowly come almost all the way out of Fran then he would quickly slam it balls deep. She would moan loudly as he hit bottom. Their tempo pick up and Fran started begging him to “fuck her harder, don’t stop, Oh God I love your cock, please don’t stop. I want to feel you cum in me. Oh God I’m Cuuumming” Uh, this was my wife, the one who wouldn’t go all the way with a black man.

As they fucked faster and faster, Fran’s moans became screams and I was damn sure everyone in the hotel was enjoying this fuck almost as much as I. It was obvious that Fran had taken me at my word and had completely forgotten that I was here. At one point she screamed so loudly that Jack asked her if she was alright and she moaned “OH yeah, Oh God I am great, please don’t stop fucking me. Oh God I almost forgot how good it feels to have a big cock in me. Oh God it’s been so long. Fuck me with your big black cock!!”

Hello!!! Almost forgot how good it feels to have a big cock in me?????? Oh God it’s been so long??? What is this? I snapped out of my thoughts and confusion in time to see Fran wrap her legs around Jacks back and lock her ankles together. She was now slamming up to meet each of his powerful thrusts. I looked at their pounding organs (because of their position, I now had an incredible view.) His cock was coated white and she had a large stream of cum running down her ass cheeks and pooling on the red satin bed sheets. There was a large and growing wet spot stain on the sheet. They both were grunting and yelling some non-intelligible stuff at each other as they came for the, I don’t know how many times.

Jack thrust deep into Fran and held his cock there while he slowly ground his hips into her. Fran matched his rhythm and they softly kissed and looked each other in eyes as they said how great it was. Jack rolled off of Fran and as he did, I could see his dark cock plop out and a thick wad of very white cum streaming out of Frances vagina and cascading down her still gaping pussy lips and continue down her ass cheeks. Jack lay back on the bed and Fran rolled over onto him and kissed him. He was still rock hard and as Fran and he were kissing, Fran’s hand was all over his sticky balls and stroking his gleaming cock. They did this for a minute when Fran straddled Jack and raised herself up onto her knees and inserted his cock back into her steaming cunt. She lowered herself back down onto the entire length in one stroke and leaned over on his massive chest. As they kissed she slowly rode up and down his shaft. I could see cum from their previous fuck, still flowing out around his shaft as she stroked. She continued her slow journey up then down for a few minutes when she sat up and re-positioned herself so that she was sitting fully upright with her hands on his chest. Fran started rocking back and forth on his cock. I could see his nut sack pressed firmly against her ass. As she moved at a blinding speed. She started her moaning, progressed to screams and then she lay back down on his chest and kissed him passionately while screaming into his mouth as she slammed up and down the entire length of that python like cock. I didn’t think it was possible for anyone to fuck that fast. In seconds, I heard Fran’s screams go up a couple of octaves and I could see cum flowing down Jack’s shaft and over his balls and obviously down his ass to another large stain on the sheets. This guy would cum and never really get soft. He was a literal fucking machine.

They took a rest after that session and I watched them fuck twice more before Jack went to his room (right next to ours) for the evening. Fran walked him to the door, kissed him goodnight and they talked about something but I couldn’t hear what it was. She slowly walked back into the bedroom, her hair completely a mess, her makeup was smeared, she had hickeys on her neck, tits, thighs, and you name it. She looked like the definition of a well fucked lady. She looked at me and asked, “Was it everything you expected? Did you like seeing your white wife fucking that big black cock? Did you see him cum in me?. Do you want to fuck me now??” With that she took my hand and led me to those soaked rumpled up satin sheets. I quickly took my pants off and found that my underwear was soaked. I apparently had cum several times by the feel of the pants, without touching myself.

I crawled up onto the bed and Fran started sucking my raging hard on. As I looked down at her, I was struck by how easily she was able to take the entire length of my cock into her mouth when a couple of hours ago she could barely stuff half of Jacks into her painfully spread cheeks. As she continued to suck, I found her pussy with my hands. I was awed immediately by the following sensations. First, her newly trimmed soft brown pubic hair was completely matted and very sticky. Obviously the result of the copious amount of body fluids that they had both released during their marathon love making session. Second, her clit was very swollen and extremely prominent. This was very unusual because I would always tease her about not having one because it was usually so hard to find. Not on this date. It was almost as big as my thumb. Third, her labia was extremely soft and highly engorged. I had never felt them like that before and finally, her vagina was soaked with both of their cum and appeared to be very much dilated. I could easily slip four of my fingers up her.

She pushed me onto my back and mounted me. I truly felt lost in her now stretched pussy, but the extreme heat and sloppy wetness was a completely new sensation for me. Fran rode me slowly and was mostly grinding her pubic bone against mine. I asked her if she could even feel me she just whispered “hmmm, hmmm, I can feel you, it feels nice.” It feels nice, no Oh God don’t stop fucking me, I love your cock, just “It feels nice” Sigh. I then asked her what she meant by “Oh God I almost forgot how good it feels to have a big cock in me. Oh God it’s been so long” comment earlier. Fran stopped her grinding for a minute and looked shocked when she said “I didn’t say that”. I told her she most certainly did. She answered after a second or two, that if she did, it was just something she said in the heat of passion.

I finished quickly and Fran went into the bathroom to clean up, she came back and got into bed and was asleep in minutes, she obviously was exhausted. I finally fell to sleep with all the events of the evening playing through my head. I awoke the next morning to find that Fran wasn’t in the bed. I went to the bathroom and found that she wasn’t there. I put my ears against the wall behind the headboard and I could faintly hear the familiar moans of Fran and Jack fucking. I was a little pissed off but I stayed put until about an hour later they came back into the room. He was dressed and she looking like she was just royally fucked again. She let her bathrobe drop (that was all she wore out into the hall and over to Jacks room?) to the floor as she headed to the bathroom. I followed her and asked her what the hell she was doing. She said that she was going to get dressed and go have breakfast. I told her that I was talking about in Jacks room; she looked at me and said. “Oh that, I got up about six and you were sleeping so I went over to Jacks room to see if he was up, one thing led to another and we fooled around a little. I hope you don’t mind?” Fooled around a little!! It was 9:30 AM. She went over there over 3 hours ago. I asked her how many times they had fucked, she responded, “A few, I don’t really know.” She kissed me and said, “Thank you. I love you. Are you going to get ready?” I just shook my head and said that I really wasn’t hungry and I told her to go along with Jack. Just bring me back a cup of coffee. She kissed me and they left.

A few times with the 4 I watched last night. That means that my young bride had fucked this guy at least 7 times in less than 15 hours. I was trying to let all of that sink in. I opened up that 12 feet of curtains and the sun streamed into the room. I could look across the courtyard and see several couples having breakfast on various balconies. The sun really illuminated the room. I put the TV on and was watching something or other when they came back to the room. Fran gave me a cup of coffee and a doughnut and kissed me. She bit my ear while she whispered “Do you mind if we use the bed?”

I looked at her, got off and went over to where the chair and table was right in front of the massive windows. The windows, shit I didn’t close them. Fran and Jack were furiously removing each others clothes while kissing. They didn’t notice or care that they were in full panoramic view of anyone who looked across the courtyard. They were undressed and on the bed. I must say, the sunlight beaming down on them really heightened the eroticism of the spectacle. I sat there sipping my coffee as they fucked themselves to three more orgasms. Fran’s strongest orgasm seemed to happen when Jack fucked her from behind, doggy style. I could see a river of cum flow from her as he pulled out. I laughed to myself as I thought about the cleaning staff when they retrieved these sheets (and probably Jacks also). They lay in bed and cuddled for a little while. I took a peek across the court yard and was reasonably sure that at least two other couples had watched, along with me, as my wife was fucked by this large black stud. I could swear that a thin woman with long brown hair saw me through what appeared to be binoculars. She applauded and then raised her thumb up into the air. I waived back to her. Jack and Fran were oblivious.

Jack got dressed and went back to his room. We met later and went out to dinner. Jack paid for everything. He and Fran danced some more then we went back up to our room where they fucked a couple of more times. This time I left the curtains opened while all the lights were on. I wanted to give everyone a good show, especially the beauty with the binoculars.

After they were finished with their second session. Jack and Fran walked to the door. Fran gave him another passionate goodbye kiss and she came back to bed, pecked me on the cheek and fell into a deep sleep. Sunday morning I awoke, no Fran. Screams from the next room. A couple of hours later, they both come into the room like two love sick kids, giggling and holding hands. They jumped into bed and they had a very slow and sensual love making session.

Jack got up to get dressed and Fran stood up next to him. She kissed him and stroked his cock and she leaned over and kind of talked to his cock and told it “I am going to miss my big fellow here!” She kissed the shiny head and Jack finished dressing. We agreed (especially Fran) that we would keep in touch and get together as often as possible.

Fran got dressed, packed and we left for the hour drive home. She was very quiet on the trip home but she did say that could feel Jacks cum flowing out of her still. She just had a very strange smile plastered on her face, a smile that stayed there for a very long time afterwards. When we got home Fran thanked her mother and I took her home and when I got back Fran had already put the kids to bed. We lay in bed and she actually started talking about the last two days. She said she never had experienced anything quite like that, she didn’t know if it was that he was black or that he was so good or what but she never had so many orgasms in her life. I asked her if it was maybe because of size of his cock. She hesitated for a few seconds and she timidly said “if I tell you something, promise me you won’t get mad?’ I told her that after what we just went through it would be kind of hard to get mad at her now!

She said “Remember that time at the movies when we saw those two films? You asked me what I thought about the one actor and you teased me because you thought I was turned on because he was so huge?” I said “You mean John Holmes? Yeah so?” She was staring into my eyes as she hesitantly said “I was so shocked when I first saw his thing (boy we were back to calling it ‘His thing’ after I listened to her pleading all weekend to be fucked by a big black cock, go figure), I was shocked because it was identical to Robert’s!”

Robert’s, Robert’s!!! The guy she cheated on me with? That little puke? Surely she was mistaken. I asked her, “I thought you said he was about the same size as me?” “I didn’t want to hurt your feelings.” She replied. “So that’s what you meant by ‘It feels so good to have a big cock in me again’ the other day.” She lowered her eyes and said” Yes.” I asked her if Robert was bigger than Jack and she said, “Oh yeah. Really, really thick. And his balls were really big.” “Did he make you cum, all the time he fucked you?” I asked, with my heart in my throat. She replied “I don’t remember anything like the last two days. I know that I got very wet and I really loved doing it to him because he would fill me up so much. I always felt like there was no room left when he was in me. When I got on top of him, he felt like he was way up past my belly button. It felt really nice.” I asked her if she let him cum in her and she said she did, she told me that he would always cum a lot and she was always afraid that I would find one of their wet spots, which I did.

Well anyway our life changed after that weekend and we met with Jack on a semi regular basis for the next 12 years until his job relocated him. We also had several other “friends” including several times (much later) with Robert “Holmes”. If anyone is interested in that meeting I’ll write about it, not nearly as long as this though, I am getting writer’s cramp

After Jack left the area, Fran seemed to go into a slight depression and put on some serious weight. I finally got her into a gym and she started losing some. I made contact with a gentleman (black) who lived about 3 hrs. away. Took Fran on a weekend stay and made the introductions/ Fran was surprised and very reluctant at first but she seemed to hit it off with Terry. He was nowhere near Jack’s physical size but when he took off his pants he was almost identical in length but perhaps a little thicker, this led to several fuck sessions and he is the gentleman whose videos I posted with Frances. I hope you enjoyed this story and I hope I didn’t bore you too much.
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