Spontaneous happenings are sometimes the best of life’s little diversions, and I love it when my sexual needs are satisfied in a spontaneous manner. This story is about one of those times when my military husband was deployed overseas and I had taken a job at a local store where some nice young college men were employed on a part time basis.
Our son was in college in another city so I was a home alone wife for a year. The year started of with boredom and developed into one of the best years of my life, well at least I enjoyed it very
much. Throughout my married life I have had opportunities to cheat and my self-control sometimes seems to take a back seat to my sexual desires. Sometimes I ask myself if I am a normal woman.
Men are the ones who are characterized as having “wandering eyes” and tend to roam around and stray from time to time. Well I think women have those urges as well: they are just not thought of as being that way. For every man that cheats, there is a woman who helps him cheat so I guess other women have those urges as well as I do. Women tend to be less open about it and discuss it less with other women.
I had become friendly with a couple of the young black guys at work. We seemed to get along very well and they were attentive to me and I felt that they liked what they saw in this older wife and mom. I could see their eyes feasting on me from time to time, those subtle glances at my breast as we chatted and the looks as we passed each other. Sometimes at the breaks the guys would chat about girls and what they thought was sexy etc.
One of their black friends was getting married. Travis, one of my black friends at work, was the best man and was charged with planning the “Bachelor Party”. They were telling me how they had a hotel suite all set up with alcohol and a white stripper for the Brothers. They were kidding about how they were going to get the bridegroom drunk and take his picture with the white stripper as a joke.
Time passed and on Friday before the bachelor party on Saturday night, they were telling me how they were in a panic. The stripper had cancelled as there was some kind of mix up on the booking and they did not have a replacement and it had to be a white stripper as that is what all the guys wanted as it had become sort of a custom at the black bachelor parties. Travis jokingly turned to me, and said, “How would you like to make $500 tomorrow night?”
“What! Five hundred dollars? What do I have to do for that? That is more than I make in two weeks here,” I responded.
“The stripper usually puts on a show and stays around and lets all the guys get a good feel. Nothing more than that,” Travis said.
“No, not me. I could not strip for you guys and besides everyone would then know me. I am married and don’t need that. I don’t know how to strip. I’m too old anyway. You guys need a young white gal to do this.”
“You are very sexy and attractive, Paula, and all the Bros would love you. As you know, Bros are very attracted to white wives, especially ones with a nice figure like yours,” Travis said.
“Cut it out now, geeeeeeeeee that would be hot but I can’t do it. Maybe you can get someone else, Travis”
“Oh please, Paula. Just come in something sexy and wear a party mask. You will not have to strip. Just help mix and serve drinks. There may be some adult movies shown. Guess you have seen them before. No one will know who you are but Justin and I, (my other black friend who was listening).
“Yes Paula. You will be great. Please do it. We need you,” Justin said.
I looked at both Justin and Travis and saw two handsome black friends who needed me to help them out and the thought was not at all revolting. “Well, I will consider it and let you know tomorrow morning the first thing.” I could see a smile on their faces, as they looked me up and down already undressing me in their minds.
As I lay in bed that night my mind was occupied with the thoughts of being at a stag party of young black studs who wanted nothing more than to party with a white woman and have some fun. I let my hand go into my panties and play as I thought of what I would expect from some young guys who wanted to get to pinch a white woman. I finally thought of a bunny costume if I could find one with a bunny mask covering my face. Yes that would be hot and the guys could see most of my assets and a friendly feel would be nice. OK, damn it all, I will do it, I decided.
I went to work the next morning and told the guys of my decision and took the afternoon off work to get ready for the bachelor party. I was very excited now, as I though of me being an older white wife and mom and being the center of attraction at a black brother’s bachelor party.
I hurried to the costume store and they must have thought me a nut as I found a bunny costume and tried it on. It fit perfectly and I looked very sexy in it. It was two-piece bikini and was very skimpy. The cups up front pushed my lobes up and left my nipples peeking over the cup, wow I was hot. As I tried the costume on and looked at myself in the mirror, I could feel the heat building in my thighs. I knew it was going to be one hot party.
The party was scheduled to start at 10 PM and I arrived early to get set up and dressed. When I emerged, I could see that Travis and Justin were impressed as they both gave me a hugs and slapped me on my butt, with appropriate compliments. I got ready to serve the drinks as the guests arrived in a group and all greeted me by saying things like, “Wow, nice tail; honey. You are one hot bunny.
Baby, I’m going Easter egg hunting with you.” Most gave me a rub, which I welcomed.
As the party got going, I had a couple of drinks and felt loose. Most of the guys were feeling good as well and the adult movies were being shown as I served them drinks. The movies were ‘black guys with white gals’ doing everything one could imagine.
The guys were really getting horny and feeling their cocks, some actually exposed themselves and jacked as they watched. One guy managed to untie my halter strap and off came my top freeing my breasts. I actually did not mind as the guys playfully pinched my nips and kisses them as I served more drinks.
The time finally came to take the picture with the bridegroom and me. The guys held him on the bed (he was not offering much resistance) as I moved over him and put a breast in his face, then they took his hard cock out of his pants and I gleefully sucked it as the camera flashes went off. I was so horny myself now that I suckled it till it exploded and spurted all over him and me. Every one
roared in laughter as I withdrew and went to the bathroom to clean up some.
The drinks ran out, the movies were over, and Travis announced the party was over at around 2 AM. The guys, who were still somewhat sober, thanked me with a hug and kisses, and a little pelvic rub, while their hands squeezed my butt. Finally the only ones left in the room were I and Travis and Justin. I sank to the couch as Andy sat with me and pulled me to him, and announcing that he was waiting for this moment so he could really show me what he had wanted to show me ever since he met me.
“Oh Travis, honey, you should not tempt me this way. I am so horny from the guys touching me and watching some of those hot black and white movies.” With that, Travis held me close kissing me deeply and placed my hand on his erection, which felt huge to me. I knew I wanted it more than I had ever wanted a cock before in my life. I had not had one since my hubby left two months before on deployment. I was barely aware that Justin was watching from across the room as Travis and I started reaching for each other as our hands roved over the other’s bodies.
I started unbuttoning Travis’s shirt as I felt the kinky black hair on his chest. I moved my hand down and unbuckled his pants as he played with my white breast nibbling and caressing them. He reached down and pulled his pants off along with his under shorts with one movement. I looked now at his beautiful black rod, as it seemed to invite me to pay it more attention. I moved down with my lips and took the head into my mouth as Traivs moaned. I saw Justin out of the corner of my eye as he was holding his black rod and gently moved his hand up and down his shaft.
Without a word, Travis and I both stood and walked into the bedroom and onto the bed as I moved over his black naked body and placed my white woman’s honey pot over his face as I again took his black rod into my mouth savoring every inch I could manage. I played with his balls as they slipped around in his black sack. I knew they were full of black sperm as I run my fingers through his black kinky pubic hair. My hips were moving gently in a circular motion as Travis eagerly licked my clit and pushed his tongue inside. It felt good in my vagina but I needed more.
Then I felt the bed give some and saw that Justin was now naked and was on the bed with us. He was now playing with my upraised butt, moving his hand all over my bottom and felt my wet vulva. I then felt his rod seeking entry between my wet lips and into my vagina pushing deep inside me. Travis’s tongue on my clit and Justin’s black cock pushing deep into me was driving me wild.
I was now being attended to my two hard black cocks and they both were making me one horny white wife. I had never felt so good in my memory. I knew that my two black lovers were eager to shoot their loads into me at any moment. Justin was pounding me hard and deep as Travis was pushing and grinding against my face with his manhood. I knew that they were ready to explode and when they did, I would go off like a rocket.
First Travis started to stiffen as his black rod started pumping his seed into my waiting mouth. I was not entering into my orgasm as the sperm filled my mouth. I was going crazy with lust as Justin then thrust deep and held his cock at my cervix spewing his black seed deep into my eagerly waiting womb. He grunted and thrust and held and grunted and thrust and held as his cock pulsated with each stroke, as I shook all over, and went stiff and then collapsed in exhaustion and smiled as I told myself that this old white wife had just taken all two young black studs could give her.
As Travis went soft, I let his black sex took slip out of my lips. Justin was relaxed on my back as I felt his rod slowly slip out and he then laid down on one side of the bed as I rolled to the middle and Travis found room on the other side, Here I was, laying between two of the best studs I had ever been with. I then went to sleep like a baby awaking at dawn as the sun came through the top window.
I looked over at my two lovers as they lay sleeping beside me. Both were jet-black, and handsome muscular men. Their skins glistened in the morning sun as I remembered the evening and how I had come to be in this position. I was sure glad the other white gal had cancelled. I noted their now limp resting tools and smiled as I thought of how a white wife could make those black rods stand up and pay attention to her hot ass whenever she wanted. I was thinking of how wonderful the rest of the year was going to be until my hubby returned home to reclaim his black fucked wife.
I knew that my southern born hubby would be outraged at the idea that his wife was giving herself to black studs while he was gone. Of course I would never tell him but I was sure the thought of my newfound sex life would give me lots to think about when my hubby was getting his living. I got up, dressed, and left my black lovers sleeping.
The next Monday, when I arrived at work, Travis and Justin greeted me in a very friendly manner and both were anxious to know if I enjoyed the evening. I assured them that it was the greatest evening of my life. With that they seemed relieved and asked if I would consider a private party for next Saturday night with just the two of them. I smiled and winked and looked around to see if anyone was looking. No one was around at the moment, so I patted the both of them in the crotch and replied, “Only if I can have these,” and giggled.
Saturday night parties were common at Travis’s and Justin’s place till my hubby returned home. I really enjoyed having the two of them at once. We usually did the same thing each time, except the two of them switched positions each time. We watched movies nearly every time we met, and I got addicted to the black and white movies. The movies got me so horny that I was ready and dripping by the time we got into bed, Of course the guys were just as horny.
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