A special gift from a Black man to his wife

That day, it wasn't until almost noon that Paula was brought back by two burly Black men. They said they were Paul's friends and had just spent the whole night and morning with my wife. Like the taxi driver, they praised Paula highly, saying they were particularly envious that I had married such a sexy woman.
To my surprise, Paula was completely naked; she was only wearing an oversized men's t-shirt, the hem of which reached her thighs.
She was supported by the two men back to our room. When she saw me, she didn't say anything, just gave a shy, bitter smile, then collapsed onto the bed and quickly fell asleep.
"Hey, what's going on? Tell me what happened from last night until now?"
I grabbed the two men who were trying to leave and asked. Ever since that guy hung up the phone last night, I had been worried about Paula's condition, and I only managed to drift off to sleep as dawn approached.
"Heh, Paula, your dear wife, is a real stunner. Last night, Paul and Locke called us saying they were fucking a stripper slut. We were skeptical at first, but when we got to their room, we were completely captivated by Paula's beauty,"
said a guy who called himself Roddick.
"Alright, alright, enough nonsense. I'm asking you, how many of you fucked my wife? What exactly did you do to her?"
I interrupted him impatiently.
"Oh, wait, let me count... fourteen men fucked her. Originally, Paul only called six of us, but after I finished with Paula, I called a few of my friends and asked if they wanted to play with a free white woman. They were happy to, so a few more came, heh,"
Roddick said with a grin.
"Damn it! How many times did each of you fuck her?"
I asked.
"Yeah, I fucked her four times. I don't know about the others, but it must have been several times too. Hey, how many times did you fuck her?"
Roddick asked the black guy who came with him.
"Fuck! Me too, four times. I'm exhausted,"
the guy muttered.
"Where are Paula's clothes? Why is she wearing a man's t-shirt?"
"Oh, right, I have to tell you, Paula's original clothes were too dirty, covered in semen and urine, so they were unwearable. We didn't have any women's clothes, so we just gave her a t-shirt that no one knows. I guess you didn't want her to go back to the hotel naked, did you?"
"Alright, alright. Thank you, goodbye."
With that, I kicked the two black guys out.
Closing the door, I walked to the bedside and carefully examined Paula, who was sleeping soundly on the bed. She seemed exhausted, breathing heavily as she slept. I saw that her hair was covered in dried semen, her once smooth hair now hanging haphazardly like ropes on her face and the pillow. There were also traces of semen at the corners of her mouth; it seemed those guys had brutally fucked her mouth and forced a lot of semen in.
Turning around, I gently lifted the hem of the t-shirt covering Paula's vulva, and the sight before me shocked me. Her labia were red and swollen, her clitoris was still engorged and protruding, and her pubic hair was covered with dried yellowish-white fluid, clinging tightly to her mons pubis and the sides of her labia. Her anus had been stretched open, and a few drops of semen were still leaking out. On her thighs, streaks of fluid were clearly visible.
Seeing such an obscene scene, my penis became uncontrollably erect again. I climbed onto the bed, knelt beside Paula, and vigorously stroked my hard cock against her vulva, which had just been fucked countless times by fourteen strange men. Soon, I ejaculated onto her filthy vulva.
Quietly getting out of bed, I gently left the room, letting Paula rest; she was exhausted.
As I walked out, I mentally calculated that in the six days since our vacation began, Paula had been fucked by 22 strange men.
On our last day in Las Vegas, I presented Paula with a gift to commemorate our tenth wedding anniversary: a magnificent ring studded with diamonds and sapphires. The fourteen diamonds were a gift from my grandmother, but aside from the diamonds themselves, the sapphire and gold ring cost me over a thousand dollars.
Needless to say, Paula was very grateful for the gift. Moreover, wearing such an expensive piece of jewelry, Paula looked even more radiant and alluring.
That evening, she busied herself getting ready in her hotel room, preparing for our trip. She donned an exotic outfit—a mini-skirt, silk stockings, four-inch heels, a tight top, and a sheer bra. Her face was heavily made up, with eyeshadow and bright red lipstick. She wore two decorative rings on one hand and the diamond and sapphire ring I had given her on the other.
Did you notice? I didn't mention her underwear. Actually, she wasn't wearing any. Under her skirt, her buttocks and vulva were completely bare. Her neatly trimmed pubic hair drew attention to that mysterious and wicked area between her legs. With just a slight parting of her thighs, her alluring cleft was easily visible. The sheer bra, barely concealing her 36D breasts, blatantly displayed their curves and the shape of her nipples.
Seeing her like this, I couldn't help but get an erection.
We were going to enjoy this wonderful evening. First, we had dinner at the Hilton's five-star restaurant, then saw a high-quality performance, and finally, we went dancing at a nightclub.
On the dance floor, I held my wife tightly, pressing her full breasts against my chest. I told her I was going to give her some more anniversary gifts.
"Now, I'm going to give you a second anniversary gift,"
I whispered in her ear, stroking her plump buttocks as I pressed her genitals against my already hard penis.
"I have no doubt you're going to give me another gift,"
she said with a laugh, rubbing her lower abdomen against my swollen penis.
"I mean, besides the fact that I'm going to fuck you really hard in a little while, I'm going to give you another gift,"
I said.
"Oh, what is it?"
she asked, rubbing her body against me even more vigorously.
Just then, I noticed some men around the dance floor staring intently at my wife's hips swaying with each dance step. I said to her, "I don't know if you'll like this gift, but it'll definitely drive you crazy. However, if you don't like it, I can cancel my plans."
"Like what? Cancel what?"
I took a deep breath to bolster my courage and said, "You know, I once told you about a couple in El Paso who frequently held orgies, where many men and women would have sex together."
My wife didn't respond, so I continued, "One night, when we were making love in bed, I told you about them, and I felt you were very excited. I could even feel the spasms and tremors in your vagina, do you remember?"
"Yes, I remember. I thought it was just your crazy fantasy."
"No, it's true. They do do it often."
I felt my wife's body begin to tremble, and her hips were writhing more and more violently. "I've already contacted them; they're having a party at their house on Saturday night. If you don't want to go, we can call and tell them to cancel, and they'll understand."
My wife's breathing quickened; I knew she was incredibly excited.
"What kind of party is it?"
she asked.
"Besides that couple, Tang and Susan, there are three other couples coming. I don't know if any other couples will join."
"Just the five of us?"
Paula asked.
"There are also some single men joining. Tang said most of the single men are in their 20s, and some are in their 30s. He told me that the single men he found are all strong and have huge penises."
As Paula listened to my description, her desire surged. She pressed her mons pubis against my swollen penis, and her hips writhed even more exaggeratedly, completely unconcerned that many men were watching her. I slowly pulled up Paula's skirt, exposing most of her buttocks to the men. I thought they might be able to see the pubic hair-covered cleft between her legs.
"How many are there?"
she murmured.
"What, how many?"
"How many men... how many dicks?"
"I don't know,"
I replied. "Don said 'enough,' what do you think that means? It's okay, we won't go if you don't want to."
"So, if I let all the men fuck me, won't you go crazy?"
In response, I thrust my swollen penis into her stomach, pulling her skirt up even higher.
"Oh God, Gordon, you've exposed my ass! They've seen everything about my body!"
"They haven't seen everything, just your pretty little ass, maybe a little bit of your pubic hair."
We continued dancing, exposing Paula's ass to the men as we danced. Sometimes, I would let down the hem of her skirt to cover her buttocks, and I would hear the men sigh with disappointment. After a while, I would lift her skirt up a bit more, letting the men feast their eyes again. Every time I lifted her skirt, exposing her buttocks, Paula would involuntarily moan in my ear and wriggle her hips vigorously.
"What will those men do to me when they see me?"
Paula asked me.
"Fuck you, make you suck their penises."
"How would you feel if you saw me sucking a bunch of men's penises?"
"I really don't know. Maybe I'd ejaculate in my pants,"
I replied.
"What you've told me about Don and Susan seems really wild. Will they really do that to me?"
my wife continued.
“I told them to promise not to hurt you. But I really don’t know what will happen. Should I call and tell them to cancel?”
“No! Absolutely not! I want to see for myself. Will you mind? Will you be disgusted by my lewdness?”
“If I were disgusted, I wouldn’t have made this arrangement,”
I replied.
Paula rubbed against my groin, saying, “Lift up my skirt, lift it up! Lift it all up! Expose me, let those men see my horny ass…”
I lifted Paula’s skirt up to her waist, completely exposing her plump, white ass, uncovered by underwear, to the surrounding men’s view. Paula’s ass writhed, her lower abdomen rubbing against my penis.
“All those horny guys around here want to fuck you,”
I whispered in my wife’s ear.
My wife’s moans grew louder, and her body pressed against me even harder.
“They must have huge cocks, they must all be as hard as iron rods now. You spread your legs and accepted them, one after another, another huge cock went into your little cunt.”
I whispered in my wife’s ear, continuing to tease her.
“Oh, oh, oh, God!”
“Spread your legs wider, let them see more clearly,”
I commanded her.
My slutty wife didn’t hesitate, she immediately spread her legs wider.
“You have to show yourself more to those guys, they’re all waiting to see your secret parts.”
“What? Tell me, what do I have to show them? What do they want to see?”
my wife asked.
“Your sexy little nipples, and your slutty ass and your wet cunt.”
Paula moaned again, her ass writhing even more violently.
"They want to see your clitoris, your vagina, you have to spread your ass and let them see your little asshole!"
"Ohhhhh...yes, I'm going to show them everything, ohhhhh!"
I stroked her bare buttocks, inserting two fingers into her vagina and thrusting them in and out. She groaned loudly again, spreading her legs even wider. I continued fingering her like that until she reached orgasm three times on the dance floor.
It was a crazy night, a night full of lust. The burning desire made it impossible for us to stay on the dance floor any longer, so we immediately returned to our hotel room, got into bed, and started making love. Paula's vagina convulsed, gripping my penis tightly, and I ejaculated inside her again and again. My penis had never been so big and thick, and my wife's vagina had never convulsed so tightly, as if trying to suck all the semen from my scrotum into her uterus.
My wife and I were immersed in unprecedented sexual climax and pleasure, enjoying boundless sexual bliss and feeling immense stimulation. When Paula calmed down a bit, I told her that at the upcoming orgy, many men would play with her body, use her vagina, and fill her stomach and uterus with copious amounts of semen. Hearing this, Paula's body immediately trembled again, and her vagina flowed with copious amounts of vaginal fluid.
Then, Paula begged me to fuck her hard again, constantly contracting the muscles in her vagina to squeeze my glans, her legs spreading wider and wider… She spoke lewd words while opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue to kiss me, her lips enveloping mine and sucking hard, wildly releasing the lust stirred up by the orgy. Her constant demands exhausted me, and I finally collapsed on the bed, my penis unable to get hard anymore, yet she still seemed unsatisfied.
Early the next morning, we set off for El Paso. At a fork in the road, we could either turn onto Highway 40, heading east back to our home, or turn onto Highway 10, heading south to El Paso. I parked the car at the intersection and asked my wife, "What do you think? Should we head east home, or south to El Paso?"
My wife laughed and said, "Hey, what are you thinking? Those young, strong, big dicks are right there waiting to fuck your wife's cunt, how can you let them sit there all erect?"
So I turned onto Highway 10 and headed towards El Paso. That night, we spent the night in Phoenix. In our hotel room, we slept peacefully, hoping to conserve our energy for the crazy party the next day.
Around 2 p.m., we arrived at Don and Susan's house. Their house was huge, with a living area of about 5,000 to 6,000 square feet, and it was very luxuriously decorated. Clearly, the couple was very wealthy.
The couple looked almost exactly like the photos they had sent me. Don was a tall man, 6 feet 3 inches tall and weighing about 190 pounds. He was 41 years old, with gray hair, and very handsome. Susan was 38 years old, a sexy and beautiful woman with very prominent breasts; her body was simply made for sex.
After shaking hands with Don, Susan and I embraced intimately. Her moist lips pressed tightly against mine, her tongue immediately darting into my mouth, her large breasts rubbing against my chest. When our lips finally parted, I saw Don passionately kissing my wife, his tongue also inside Paula's mouth, while my wife sucked on his tongue with abandon. His hands caressed my wife's buttocks, pressing her lower body tightly against his protruding belly. I thought, he really knows how to make the most of his time! The
other two couples had also arrived.
Melinda and John Edwards, from Kansas City, were also on vacation. Like us, they considered attending this crazy party part of their vacation. John was about my size, slightly balding, displaying remarkable sexual prowess. Melinda was petite, with small breasts (I'd estimate 34B), but her legs were sexy; she wore pointed high heels and stockings.
Seeing her legs and feet, I suddenly felt a sexual urge. I excitedly thought that soon I would be able to have my way with this petite and sexy woman.
Vicki and Ryan, the Drake couple, were a very attractive pair. Vicki had a very alluring figure; her breasts were probably a 37D, very full, and her legs were sexy, long, and incredibly captivating. Seeing this beautiful woman, I couldn't help but wonder if she was wearing underwear under her skirt. Ryan was a short man with dark skin and handsome features; he looked like a dashing Don Juan.
"Weren't there supposed to be three couples? Where's the other one?"
I asked.
"Joyce and Phil Daniels couldn't make it. Just as they were about to leave, something important came up, so they had to cancel their attendance. Now, it's just the few of us,"
Don explained.
Both ladies came over to hug Paula, while I shook hands and exchanged pleasantries with their husbands. Then, the two husbands came over to kiss my wife and caress her body; at the same time, I kissed and caressed their wives as well.
Finally, Tang invited us to sit down and have some drinks, and listened to his explanation of the party arrangements.

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