Unplanned adventure
I had a scheduled bachelor party in Vegas on Saturday night. We drove up on Wednesday because my husband had arranged to go flying on Friday with an old friend. Thursday, we had a early dinner because
there was a good band playing in one of the casino bars and we wanted to catch their 2hr set. We
ended up at a table for four, the place was filling up and it was one of three available. We ordered us
drinks and he went to the men’s room.
As I sat there checking out the bar, I noticed a black man obviously looking for a seat. The place had filled up and there were no empty tables or seats at the bar, as he walked through the second time, I gave him a little wave and he came to our table. I ask him if he wanted to join us. He smiled saying are you
here with a invisible friend, I laughed as I told him where my husband was. He sat down and said it was
nice of me to ask. I learned he also wanted to catch the band.
He was very nice looking, I guessed about twenty-nine. A guess that I learned later was way off, he was much older. No body builder about 5’ 10” 160 lbs. He was
ordering his ******* when my guy returned. I think it caught him off guard when my husband reached out his had to shake as he introduced himself. They exchanged words to the effect of him leaving if it was wanted. It was decided that he would stay. A lot of small talk and we learned he was there for a small
convention with others engaged in the same type work he was in. He was not the owner of the company where he worked, he was a project supervisor.
The band started and they were very good, I danced with my guy twice before we returned to the table for a cold *******, He commented on our dancing, and I ask him if he liked to dance. He said he did, and I put my hand on his saying you’re next, then we were out on the floor. A fast dance and we really did
it well he was a very good dancer. A slow one followed he was very good at that as well. Obvious that he was trying not to get as close as he might have if the woman in his arms hadn’t been with her husband about thirty feet away.
So it went first one then the other, I was on that dance floor most of the night. My new friend got a little closer with every slow tune. We were all hitting it off well. I looked at my watch only about fifteen
minutes of the band’s session left. They were playing mostly slow numbers now and our new friend was
holding me tight. I mentioned our dance wasn’t exactly the way I liked to dance and ask if I could show
him how I like it. Yes, he replied, and I raised as high as I could get to tenderly kiss his neck. He felt tense for a very brief time then pulled me tighter. I continued and soon I felt his cock getting hard. It kept growing and I knew now is the right moment.
I whispered into his ear “is that for me” Soon he was asking if I was teasing, and I said right out no. He
moved me to where his eyes met mine. “Your husband” i told him he would be ok with it. I saw confusion in his eyes, I informed him that my guy was not gay merely married to a woman who loved
sex. I told him both could take turns or anything but anal sex, He smiled, and I went back to work on his neck. The number ended and I took his hand as we walked to our table. My guy was sipping
his ******* and I quietly told him we all were going up to our room as soon as the bands set ended. He
got up saying well the last few tunes are ours. We danced the last two songs of the set. He informed
me that he was Horney as we had been too tired from the drive up to have sex the night before. I was as always already consumed in thoughts of what they would do with me
The band was gone as we finished the drinks on the table, I ask him to give me about twenty minutes before coming to our room. We went up and I promptly emptied my bladder as I stripped off my sweater and bra. I washed up a little, refreshed my perfume and put on my pink teddy top. The panties would only be in the way. He might have been outside the door as the buzzer rang exactly fifteen minutes after we left him in the bar. My guy was on the outside deck looking at the strip. I met my new friend with a big kiss. he responded right off. As we kissed, I started unbuttoning his shirt. All his doubt
about this being on the level were gone. As he removed his shirt and undershirt I went to work on his pants. Belt undone button undone, down with the zipper. He pulled at his pants as I did get them down to where they and his boxers hit the floor. There it was that hard cock I had felt on the dance floor. 5 ½ “and bigger in circumference than a beer bottle. A nice shiny mushroom head on a very black
cock. I backed onto the bed pulling him with me, your husband he said, and I told him company first. He kissed me hard holding both breasts as I held his cock. Two fingers probed then entered, your wet he said. I informed him I had been from the minute he rubbed that hard cock against me on the dance floor.
That did it I spread like $2 whore and my black lover was in me pumping ever so slow. Kissing me whispering in my ear that he wanted to take his time. fucking me. That was a OK with me the longer the better, He got in a position where he could kiss, lick and suck my breasts as his cock slid in and out in a nice steady pace. In about twenty minutes I could feel my first climax coming on. I told him and he kept going slow as I got off holding him as tight as I could. It ended and he was telling me how wild that was.
He had stopped for a brief time. I knew what he was doing that pause was something my husband did,
Staying erect while extending the time before giving me a much bigger load of hot cum. Soon he started again slowly then gradually picking up speed. I was building again, and I was sure he was about to explode. Then he did three hard throbs with hot cum every time. That hot cum did it I was climaxing again.
He pulled out a very limp cock and I looked over at the bedside clock, 48 minutes before he blew his load, I didn’t have long to wait my guy was pushing his hard in. I love his cock not quite as fat as my
new friend but much longer. He varies a ½ to ¾ of a inch not sure why but it’s always over eight full inches. I tell him he’s turned me into a cock craving wife with his big thing. He laughs saying I was that before he married me, that’s what I get because I told him everything the night, he popped the big
question before I said yes. As usual he also took his time. When he finally blew by that clock a hour and
fifty-one minutes had passed. I got up as well and as I sat cleaning out some of their sperm, I thought of the three climaxes I’d had.
My black lover was waiting on the bed when I returned. semi erect so I got that pink head in my mouth,
Boy did it get up quick. He might have wanted a BJ but I wanted to ride. I got on top held him in the right spot and guided it in. I kissed him then raised up as I told him he was going to get fucked now. I took my time slow full strokes stopping then starting to keep it hard without a climax. Going for another big hot load. Of course, that also prevented me from getting off as well. Thirty-three minutes later I could no longer wait. I pumped him like two dogs in heat. Then I was there and as it began; he was throbbing his cum again deep inside me. Forty-six minutes,
My guy was back, and I mounted him I would fuck him slowly to a climax as I had with my black lover.
It was almost 3 am when we took a break and decide to order something from room service. Too early for breakfast all we could get was muffins or cold sandwiches roast beef or ham. A hour and a half later we had finished the roast beef and my guys were in the mood,
This time t got cock from both ends they stopped and switched places several times before I got one more load in my pussy and one in my mouth. It was 5:23 am when my new lover left. We had exchanged numbers and remained in contact leading to three more great nights before he found a wife. It was a good week I had a unplanned black man and Saturday night I was the guest of honor at the white bachelor party we had traveled to do. Eleven very horny guys as it turned out but that’s another story.
I had a scheduled bachelor party in Vegas on Saturday night. We drove up on Wednesday because my husband had arranged to go flying on Friday with an old friend. Thursday, we had a early dinner because
there was a good band playing in one of the casino bars and we wanted to catch their 2hr set. We
ended up at a table for four, the place was filling up and it was one of three available. We ordered us
drinks and he went to the men’s room.
As I sat there checking out the bar, I noticed a black man obviously looking for a seat. The place had filled up and there were no empty tables or seats at the bar, as he walked through the second time, I gave him a little wave and he came to our table. I ask him if he wanted to join us. He smiled saying are you
here with a invisible friend, I laughed as I told him where my husband was. He sat down and said it was
nice of me to ask. I learned he also wanted to catch the band.
He was very nice looking, I guessed about twenty-nine. A guess that I learned later was way off, he was much older. No body builder about 5’ 10” 160 lbs. He was
ordering his ******* when my guy returned. I think it caught him off guard when my husband reached out his had to shake as he introduced himself. They exchanged words to the effect of him leaving if it was wanted. It was decided that he would stay. A lot of small talk and we learned he was there for a small
convention with others engaged in the same type work he was in. He was not the owner of the company where he worked, he was a project supervisor.
The band started and they were very good, I danced with my guy twice before we returned to the table for a cold *******, He commented on our dancing, and I ask him if he liked to dance. He said he did, and I put my hand on his saying you’re next, then we were out on the floor. A fast dance and we really did
it well he was a very good dancer. A slow one followed he was very good at that as well. Obvious that he was trying not to get as close as he might have if the woman in his arms hadn’t been with her husband about thirty feet away.
So it went first one then the other, I was on that dance floor most of the night. My new friend got a little closer with every slow tune. We were all hitting it off well. I looked at my watch only about fifteen
minutes of the band’s session left. They were playing mostly slow numbers now and our new friend was
holding me tight. I mentioned our dance wasn’t exactly the way I liked to dance and ask if I could show
him how I like it. Yes, he replied, and I raised as high as I could get to tenderly kiss his neck. He felt tense for a very brief time then pulled me tighter. I continued and soon I felt his cock getting hard. It kept growing and I knew now is the right moment.
I whispered into his ear “is that for me” Soon he was asking if I was teasing, and I said right out no. He
moved me to where his eyes met mine. “Your husband” i told him he would be ok with it. I saw confusion in his eyes, I informed him that my guy was not gay merely married to a woman who loved
sex. I told him both could take turns or anything but anal sex, He smiled, and I went back to work on his neck. The number ended and I took his hand as we walked to our table. My guy was sipping
his ******* and I quietly told him we all were going up to our room as soon as the bands set ended. He
got up saying well the last few tunes are ours. We danced the last two songs of the set. He informed
me that he was Horney as we had been too tired from the drive up to have sex the night before. I was as always already consumed in thoughts of what they would do with me
The band was gone as we finished the drinks on the table, I ask him to give me about twenty minutes before coming to our room. We went up and I promptly emptied my bladder as I stripped off my sweater and bra. I washed up a little, refreshed my perfume and put on my pink teddy top. The panties would only be in the way. He might have been outside the door as the buzzer rang exactly fifteen minutes after we left him in the bar. My guy was on the outside deck looking at the strip. I met my new friend with a big kiss. he responded right off. As we kissed, I started unbuttoning his shirt. All his doubt
about this being on the level were gone. As he removed his shirt and undershirt I went to work on his pants. Belt undone button undone, down with the zipper. He pulled at his pants as I did get them down to where they and his boxers hit the floor. There it was that hard cock I had felt on the dance floor. 5 ½ “and bigger in circumference than a beer bottle. A nice shiny mushroom head on a very black
cock. I backed onto the bed pulling him with me, your husband he said, and I told him company first. He kissed me hard holding both breasts as I held his cock. Two fingers probed then entered, your wet he said. I informed him I had been from the minute he rubbed that hard cock against me on the dance floor.
That did it I spread like $2 whore and my black lover was in me pumping ever so slow. Kissing me whispering in my ear that he wanted to take his time. fucking me. That was a OK with me the longer the better, He got in a position where he could kiss, lick and suck my breasts as his cock slid in and out in a nice steady pace. In about twenty minutes I could feel my first climax coming on. I told him and he kept going slow as I got off holding him as tight as I could. It ended and he was telling me how wild that was.
He had stopped for a brief time. I knew what he was doing that pause was something my husband did,
Staying erect while extending the time before giving me a much bigger load of hot cum. Soon he started again slowly then gradually picking up speed. I was building again, and I was sure he was about to explode. Then he did three hard throbs with hot cum every time. That hot cum did it I was climaxing again.
He pulled out a very limp cock and I looked over at the bedside clock, 48 minutes before he blew his load, I didn’t have long to wait my guy was pushing his hard in. I love his cock not quite as fat as my
new friend but much longer. He varies a ½ to ¾ of a inch not sure why but it’s always over eight full inches. I tell him he’s turned me into a cock craving wife with his big thing. He laughs saying I was that before he married me, that’s what I get because I told him everything the night, he popped the big
question before I said yes. As usual he also took his time. When he finally blew by that clock a hour and
fifty-one minutes had passed. I got up as well and as I sat cleaning out some of their sperm, I thought of the three climaxes I’d had.
My black lover was waiting on the bed when I returned. semi erect so I got that pink head in my mouth,
Boy did it get up quick. He might have wanted a BJ but I wanted to ride. I got on top held him in the right spot and guided it in. I kissed him then raised up as I told him he was going to get fucked now. I took my time slow full strokes stopping then starting to keep it hard without a climax. Going for another big hot load. Of course, that also prevented me from getting off as well. Thirty-three minutes later I could no longer wait. I pumped him like two dogs in heat. Then I was there and as it began; he was throbbing his cum again deep inside me. Forty-six minutes,
My guy was back, and I mounted him I would fuck him slowly to a climax as I had with my black lover.
It was almost 3 am when we took a break and decide to order something from room service. Too early for breakfast all we could get was muffins or cold sandwiches roast beef or ham. A hour and a half later we had finished the roast beef and my guys were in the mood,
This time t got cock from both ends they stopped and switched places several times before I got one more load in my pussy and one in my mouth. It was 5:23 am when my new lover left. We had exchanged numbers and remained in contact leading to three more great nights before he found a wife. It was a good week I had a unplanned black man and Saturday night I was the guest of honor at the white bachelor party we had traveled to do. Eleven very horny guys as it turned out but that’s another story.
