My Wife's Extramarital Turn-On Continues

We fell asleep like that, she still filled with my cum, me with my cock limp, empty, all the cum gone. We awoke in the morning and padded around the kitchen, fixing coffee and breakfast, not a word spoken. Finally, I broke the ice.

"Last night was the best sex we have ever had, you know it don't you" I said.

"Um-hum," she answered, nodding her assent.

"I want it again and again," I said.

"So do I," my wife said. "And I know what we need. I'll call Marie, set it up for tonight." Nothing else needed to be said.

At nine that night my wife left to meet Marie at a local club. She was dressed to kill, short miniskirt, halter top, mesh stockings and heels. Her normally brown hair had been tinted and bleached blonde. Had I not known her intimately I would not have recognized her.

At about 10:30 my cell phone buzzed with a text message. "1434 Edelson Boulevard" it read. I got in my car are left.

The club on Edelson Boulevard was packed and I found a single seat at the bar, ordered a drink and took in the surroundings. There was the bar area with several booths and a large dance floor packed with couples dancing. After a few minutes I spied Marie on the dance floor. Marie, who never has been the shy type, was dancing seductively with a tall, blonde-haired guy. He caressed her as she ground her hips and waist into his crotch. As the crowd on the dance floor parted I saw my wife, also dancing in a seductive manner, her partner a tall muscular black man. As they danced, he placed his hands on her hips, moving them up to her breasts. My wife very openly placed her hand on the obvious bulge in his crotch as Marie encouraged her. They kissed, there on the dance floor, and I could tell that words passed between them. My wife kissed him again and then left the dance floor for the ladies room, a route that would take her right past me. She brushed me with her arm as she passed but said not a word. On her way back a few minutes later she slipped a small piece of paper on the bar to me and left with her companion. Marie and her companion followed. I opened the paper and read a short message; "going back to our house, we'll be in the pool."

My cock was hard as a rock as I watched my wife leave the bar in the embrace of another man. I waited about an hour, got sufficiently drunk and then left, wondering what might be happening in the pool.

There were four cars in the driveway when I arrived home, my wife's BMW and three others. The house was dark as I entered and I heard laughter from the pool area. I made my way to the back of the house and watched silently. Naked, Marie and my wife were kissing and the two guys were enjoying the view. They parted and my wife went to her black companion's side and, taking his cock in her hands, began sucking on him. Marie did likewise with her lover. After a few minutes, the black man turned my wife on to her knees and inserted his large cock in her.

Thrusting in and out of her, he literally pounded her pussy with his large cock. Our pool is covered but, despite the natural soundproofing, I could hear my wife's pleasure.

"Ohhhh, yeah, give it to me," she cried out, "Just like that, shove that black cock in me, you are making me cum, fuck me, fuck me, yeah just like that. Oh fuck I'm cumming."

"I'll bet you like it, don't you," said her lover, "Do you get cock like this at home, do ya?? Your husband fuck you like this?"

All four of them came together, my wife's black lover exploding over her ass cheeks and back. Marie and her lover came also and the four of them lay around the pool, exhausted. My cock shot rope after rope of cum, I was so turned on. I made my way to the master bedroom, unnoticed.

Later on, I lay in the bedroom, door closed, waiting. I heard muffled sounds from the front of the house. A door closed; someone left. More sounds; whoever was still here was apparently enjoying an after-sex drink. Just then the bedroom door opened and my wife peaked in.

"See enough?" she asked. "Want to fuck me, now?"

"Oh yea," I said, "Unless you're not too sore. That black cock was pretty large."

"That was just a warm-up," she said, "Your cock is what I really want. Just wanted to make sure I got you in the mood for some more of what we had last night."

"Definitely in the mood," I assured her.

"And," she said, "Marie's companion had to leave but she and the black guy I was with are still here. Should I ask them to join us or do you want me alone?"