I, or should I say we, own a small engineering business. Sally my wife and
co-owner is the girl Friday, secretary and oversees the general running of the
place while I'm out drumming up business. She is 32 and we've been married for 7
years. She's a very attractive redhead with a great figure. She has always been
willing to tackle any chore needed to keep the business afloat and a couple of
years ago she proved it in no uncertain way. Business had been easy to get and
we did a lot of work for foreign clients, particularly those from South America
and Africa. I would entertain reps and soon learned that they wouldn't sign a
contract unless I set them with a woman during their stay. So I contacted an
escort agency in town who supplied girls to service my customers. It was
expensive, but well worth it. But, business went sour with the recession two
years ago and we couldn't afford to keep the big foreign customers supplied with
girls and lost even more business. It was then that Sally proposed a solution to
our problem. She would be the reps' plaything. As you might think, I was not
keen on the idea, but it was either that or file Chapter 11 bankruptcy. I gave
in and agreed it was the only solution. However, I insisted that she make the
reps use condoms because, apart from the obvious risk of disease, I didn't want
my wife getting pregnant by another man. I bought her all new sexy clothes:
lacy, black bras, panties, garter belts, nylons, high- heeled pumps, silk
blouses, short tight skirts, etc. On her first date she looked like a knockout.
She looked so hot I had her give me a hand-job before allowing her to leave.
While she was out I went through all the emotions, but I also found I was
getting incredibly turned on at the thought of my wife screwing another man.
Sally got home late the following morning, having spent the night at the rep's
hotel. I had already gone to work by then and had to wait for her to come in to
the office to hear all about it. She was back in her working suit, but when she
sat down, her skirt rode up to reveal she was still wearing nylons instead of
pantyhose. I knelt beside her as she told me how exciting and different it had
been with David, the rep, and how many orgasms she had had. She said he had
fucked her three times before going to sleep and again when he woke up in the
morning. She also said she had made a date to meet him again that night. In the
end I had to ask the inevitable question: was he bigger than me? She giggled and
said he was bigger and added that when he came he really filled the
condom--unlike me. With that she uncrossed her legs and pulled her skirt up and
showed me she wasn't wearing any panties. I knelt there looking at the curve of
her ass and the sensuous sweep of her thighs to the tops of her nylons. I stared
at her lovely long legs and got my cock out to give her a good fucking, but she
stopped me saying she was still somewhat sore and had to save her energy for her
evening date. Wouldn't it be nice if I gave myself a hand-job? So I knelt there
kissing her legs and jacking myself off thinking about David's big cock plowing
her pussy. She said, "These are the nylons I wore while David and I screwed.
Does that turn you on, darling?" Turning me on? I was going crazy with lust as
my lips caressed her milky white thigh, just above the top of her nylons. She
lay back in the armchair and spread her legs showing me her pussy in its frame
of curly red hair. That's when the cum exploded from my cock and when she held
my head and pulled my face into her pussy so I could lick her and bring her off.
Sally pulled my face into her crack and forced me to lick it until she climaxed.
That night, off she went again, without returning to work the next day. She told
me that evening she and David had fucked on and off all night and most of the
day and that she had really enjoyed it. She had taken the time to get his
signature on the sales contract and that's what counted for our business. Sally
was clearly a natural whore. It came easily to her. She gave good service to all
our clients and particularly enjoyed servicing those who were bigger and more
skillful at fucking than me. I knew that things would never be the same between
us again. I still loved her and she loved me in her own way but made it quite
clear she would no longer be happy just having sex with me. This did effect my
ability to perform sexually with her. Whenever she went out on a "date" with a
rep I could always get a hard-on. Just knowing she fucking another man excited
me. I would jack off then and when she came home and told me all about it, but
at other times, I struggled to get an erection. So I looked forward to her
"dates." I am not aware that I had any particular desire to watch Sally in
action. Business started to pick up again, mainly due to Sally's sexual prowess.
We had contracts from all over the world--South America, Europe, Japan (those
Japs really liked pussy), Taiwan, but none from Africa. Sally had enjoyed cocks
from around the world, but she still hadn't had a black one. We were now making
enough money to afford agency girls again, so Sally reverted back to her old
duties in the office. She said she wanted a break from the routine of
entertaining, but I really think it had all begun to pall on her. That was until
recently when I got a call from an Ethiopian company, wanting certain parts and
equipment. They told me that a rep would be coming over in the next month. Now
Sally and I both knew, from the call- girls we used, that Black men, especially
east Africans, have extremely large cocks. Sally let me know that she would be
very interested in putting in some 'overtime'. On the day of Mr. Ndabi and Mr.
Ackoko's visit Sally took more care getting ready for work than usual. Her hair
was shining, her make-up perfect, and she was dressed in sexy garters, seamed
stockings, a knee- length skirt with a daring split to the thigh and silk blouse
without a bra - I could clearly see her large nipples showing through the
luscious silk. She was out to get a big black cock without a doubt. Mr. Ndabi
and Mr. Ackoko arrived at our office dead on time. Both were very handsome black
men. Mr. Ndabi was the younger of the two, maybe twenty-five or twenty-six. He
was also the son of the company's owner and as clearly in charge. Mr. Ackoko
even insisted I call Mr. Ndabi 'Sir.' Sally was sitting typing but looking at
Mr. Ndabi with undisguised admiration. The three of us went into my office to
get acquainted and have a very preliminary discussion about our products. I soon
called Sally in to take notes of our meeting. She sat down and adjusted her legs
so her split skirt revealed a good length of her thighs. I got an instant hard-
on at her blatant display and Ackoko's eyes nearly popped out of his head. Mr.
Ndabi just smiled lustfully. She flirted with both of them, but especially with
Mr. Ndabi. It was hard going for me, all I could think about was Sally and Ndabi
fucking. I had Sally bring us some drinks and trying to concentrate on the
business at hand. Mr. Ndabi said that he would have to think about it and that
it might help if he had a woman with him to help him relax. By then I had
changed my mind about Sally doing the honors and said I would call the agency.
Ndabi stopped me saying, "How about your secretary? Would she like to spend the
evening with us?" I explained that she was married, but he insisted, "Does that
matter? I like her. She is very beautiful and has a wonderful body." I went out
to Sally and put it to her, adding that I didn't think it was a very good idea.
But, she went into the office and thanked Ndabi for his kind offer and said she
would love to go that evening provided I came with them. Mr. Ackoko suggested I
bring my wife along too, but I said she was away. Sally giggled at my lie. We
arranged to meet them at their hotel later that evening. Sally was like an
excited child as she dressed for the evening. She really dolled herself up for
her first Black man. I made sure she had a good supply of condoms in her bag as
I thought Mr. Ackoko might have a go with her after Mr. Ndabi had fucked her.
She looked divine wearing a little black party dress over skimpy undies and sexy
garters and nylons. I noticed she was wearing a tiny snap-on G-string. God, my
dick was so hard it was painful. We met at the Africans' hotel and I drove to
one of the best restaurants in town. Ackoko rode in the front with me while
Sally sat in the back of the car with Mr. Ndabi. I could hear her giggling and
he asked her if her husband minded her being out on the town. Looking directly
at me in the rearview mirror she said, "No, it's fine with him. He's not much
fun anyway. He's not a lady's man." They all had a good laugh at that and I
joined in. Then I heard Sally sigh and glanced round to see Mr. Ndabi kissing
her. She had spread her legs wide open and Ndabi had his hand between her white
thighs. We nearly had an accident as I swerved and Ackoko told me to concentrate
on my driving. In the restaurant Sally was very excitable, especially when Ndabi
gave me her G- string to look after. My wife was brilliant, her skin was flushed
and her eyes shining as he fingered her underneath the table. I saw she was
really in heat. After the meal I offered to call them a cab to take them back to
the hotel, but Mr. Ndabi said, "Your wife is away. Let's go to your place and
have a drink." What could I do or say? I needed the contract and I realized that
for the first time I might see my wife fucking one of the reps--and that was an
exciting idea. Once home I fixed them a drink. When I returned, Sally had put on
some music and was dancing with Mr. Ndabi. Her dress was up at the back and his
hands were on her ass, his fingers digging into the crack, holding her tightly
against him. Their lips were locked in a passionate kiss, her arms around his
neck, drawing him down. After the dance Mr. Ndabi sat with Sally on the sofa.
The two of them necked unashamedly. She unzipped Mr. Ndabi and knelt between his
legs to pull his trousers off. I was looking at my wife's ass and pussy crack
when I heard her gasp, "Oh my God! Oh my God! Look at it!" I did and got the
shock of my life. It was the biggest cock I have ever seen. It was hanging down
flaccid, but it was at least 10 inches long. It was a huge soft rubbery black
thing dangling between his legs like a horse's cock. Sally took it in her tiny
hands and started stroking it gently, going potty looking at it slowly erecting.
I couldn't see how she was going to take such a monster without it splitting her
in two. I was shaken out of my stupor by Mr. Ackoko's actions. First he rubbed a
finger up and down Sally's pussy. Then he knelt between her legs and licked her
cunt. Sally loved it, bucking her face into Ackoko's face. But, at the same
time, she was licking and sucking Ndabi's cock which was now almost fully erect,
its fat ebony head squeezing itself free from the slowly retracting foreskin.
The thick veins on the shaft were surely designed for a woman's pleasure and the
shaft was a full foot long. Ackoko backed away from Sally and said, "Chief
Ndabi, she is now ready for your pleasure." With this Ndabi moved between
Sally's splayed legs. I saw her little white hands grasping his massive shaft
and guiding its glossy black knob towards the opening of her vagina. Ndabi
lifted her nylon-clad legs over his arms and allowed her to insert his cock into
her cunt. He wasn't wearing a condom and Sally must have known that. She had
held his cock after all and fed it into her love hole. God, how she squealed as
she took it and realized just how big it was. Her body twisted and turned as he
slowly worked it up inside her. Tears streamed down her cheeks as he squeezed
his huge black cock inside my wife's tight tunnel. All I wanted to do was stare
at the sight. Sobs racked her body as he forced more and more of it in. He had
about 9 inches inside her. She was begging him to stop, but I also saw how much
lubricant her cunt was producing. There was so much of it that Mr. Ndabi's cock
glistened brightly. Nothing could have stopped him from driving it home. He had
the bit between his teeth and a fierce need to fuck Sally. She clawed at him as
he rammed his way in and suddenly he was all the way in, his balls nestling
against her thighs. He knelt there for a moment moving his hips gently back and
forth and slowly Sally's sobs of pain turned to sobs of pleasure. Her body
slowly began responding to his. She started working her ass and pussy against
his cock, grinding her groin into him as he knelt there, letting her share in
the work. She sighed, then shuddered and squealed as she climaxed. He pulled her
to the floor with her legs stretched over his shoulders and fucked her hard as
she screamed in ecstasy. Mr. Ndabi fucked Sally for a twenty minutes, giving her
climax after climax until she was too weak to move with him. The he would pause
briefly to regain his composure before setting about her again. But, the time
finally came--as it had to come sometime--when he didn't pause at all. He just
kept on fucking her faster and faster, more and more urgently. Sally knew he was
about to cum and she urged him on, begging him to give her his semen. When he
came she went crazy, screaming and thrashing around. It was so exciting I came
in my pants. He withdrew when he was quite done and I saw Ndabi's semen, mingled
with Sally's lubricant, leaking out her cunt. Mr. Ackoko pushed me towards Mr.
Ndabi saying, "We must thank the chief for letting us watch him mate with this
woman and then we must leave. He may wish to mate again with her privately." He
went up to Mr. Ndabi and said "Thank you, sir, for the honor you have bestowed
upon me," I followed, bowing as I repeated Ackoko's words. I got very little
sleep that night. My mind was full of what I had seen earlier and my thoughts
were twice interrupted by the sounds of a man and woman making love. Ndabi made
our bed creak almost as loudly as Sally's moans and cries. I jerked myself off
each time he fucked her. I resisted my almost overpowering desire to enter the
bedroom and watch my wife and her new black lover fucking. There's more to tell
you. The next morning Mr. Ackoko telephoned me at my office and told me that Mr.
Ndabi had decided to stay four more days and asked me if I could spare Sally
that long. I naturally said I could and so Sally went to Ndabi's hotel for four
days. She returned with a big fat contract signed and sealed in her hand
knackered. Her pussy was so sore it took a week to heal. Two weeks later Sally
noticed her period was late so she got one of those home kits and learned she
was pregnant. Mr. Ndabi will probably be happy to learn about that. Mr. Ackoko
will doubtless say how wonderful that such a great and important man as Mr.
Ndabi chose to mate and impregnate Sally. I can hardly wait for the baby to be
born. Mr. Ndabi will doubtless provide for his child and come over again. I hope
he and Sally will let me watch them renew their friendship. Perhaps, he will
give Sally another baby. I certainly hope so--and so does Sally.
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