Lisa usually wears silk panties, especially when she thinks she might have a chance to tease someone. Shoe salesmen are obvious targets. So she donned a pair of nearly see-through panties, a tube top without a bra, and a mini- skirt. On the way she said she hoped there would be a Black salesman because she especially liked to tease Blacks and then amaze them by taking them on. She hadn’t fucked a Black man in over a month and was anxious to get it on with one soon. She started fingering her pussy on the way to the mall giving a couple of truckers a little unexpected treat. Needless to say, she was extra-horny.

It was about 4 PM when we got to the mall. It closes at 5:30 PM:00 on Sundays so we had to move fast. Lisa, horny as she was, couldn’t bring herself to buy a pair quickly and get home for the XXX fun. We went to five stores and time was flying. It was 5:10 when we reached the Foot Locker. As we walked in Lisa noticed that there were four young Black guys running the store. She asked me if I was up for some fun. I asked her what she had in mind. She said that she was going to flash one of the young Black guys and try to get him to let her suck him off after closing. I said it was okay with me.

A guy about 19 came up to us as soon as we walked in and asked us if he could help us. Lisa said she was looking for jogging shoes and asked him if they had a good selection. He said they sure did and offered to measure her feet. Lisa sat down and pulled up the little foot stool shoe salesmen use and began measuring her right foot. Lisa spread her legs a little so he could see the crotch of her panties. You should have seen his face. She just smiled and asked him if her size for running shoes was 7C. He said, “Yes, ma’am, but I ought to measure the other foot too.” Of course he was just prolonging things so he could check her out. [Remember they were starting to close up.] Lisa signalled her interest in him by spreading her legs rather blatantly when he lifted up the left foot. He got a good look at her see-through panties.

When he finished he got up and went in the back to get the pair of running shoes Lisa had pointed out. When he was gone Lisa asked me if I had noticed his cock. She said it looked big and she wouldn’t mind fucking him. I told her if that was what she wanted we could blow off the XXX video and get a room. She said she would like that. But, the salesman played his cards wrong. When he came back he had the manager with him. The salesman told her he was not sure he had measured her foot correctly and had asked the manager to double-check his measurements. He asked if she minded. She said she would appreciate it because she wanted a good fit, smiles and said she loved having such nice-looking young men measure her feet.

So the manager just did what the first guy did. Except, he wasn’t as shy and Lisa spread her legs wide open for the first foot. The manager told her he had the impression that she liked Black men. She answered by moaning and nodding. He ran his hand up her leg at that point. When he got to her pussy which was soaked he asked her if she needed some loving and she said, “Please.” He then asked if I was her husband. She said I was and he then asked if it was okay with me. She told him to ask me and he did. I told him whatever Lisa wanted she could have. He then told her the young salesman really liked her, but had no experience with white women. Would she be willing to accomodate the young man first?

The store had cleared out even before the manager arrived to “re-measure” her feet. Lisa said she would like that. With that the manager turned to the first kid and told him to close and lock the gate and asked us to come into the back backroom with him. When we got there he asked us if we were for real and not cops or someone from the home office. I assured him we were for real and proved it by pulling up Lisa’s miniskirt and pulling off her panties. I spread her pussy open and showed him how wet it was. “Does this look real enough to you?” I asked.

He then asked Lisa what she wanted and she said she wanted to see all four of their young hard Black cocks.” They were a little tentative at first, but all took out their dicks. Three were uncircumsized and they all were at least 7″ long even soft. The manager was about 9″.

She pulled off her tube top, licked her lips and told them she thought they had really nice cocks. With that she grabbed the biggest cock first and french kissed its owner she stroked his cock. It took a minute for the others to come in close, but they finally approached and started licking her neck and tits and fingering her pussy. One of them then took off her miniskirt and started licking her ass. She was very hot and wet by now and was just moaning and stroking any cock within her reach.

Suddenly she pulled away from the manager and said, “Here’s the deal. Nobody cums in my pussy. You can cum in my face or on my tits or on my ass, but nobody cums inside me except Bobby, my husband. He loves to see me take a load of cum from a Black cock in the face. Don’t you, baby?” I just nodded yes and continued stroking my cock. She then said, “So, since he is such an understanding husband the first thing I am going to do is suck each of you off until you cum on my face. Okay?” She didn’t get any arguments.

She dropped to her knees and said, “First, I want to do this big one so he can fuck me later.” Now to say my wife likes to suck cock is a major understatement. She doesn’t just suck cock. She worships it. That is exactly what she did with this one. She licked it from one end to the other, sucked his balls, rubbing the cock all over her face and tits, all the while talking nasty telling him how much she wanted his hot load all over her face. It took this guy only two minutes to cum and he shot a huge load all over her face. She rubbed it in her face with his cock, looking at me and asking me if I liked watching my wife take such a big load from a big Black cock all over her face.

Thing was she kept on sucking this guy. She told him she wanted him good and hard so he could fuck her white pussy while she sucked all the cum his buddies could give her. When he was hard again she had him lay down and put two fingers in her pussy and said to me, “Look baby. My cunt is soaked from sucking his big Black cock. I want to fuck him all night. Come here and put it in my pussy, please.” So I went over to her. But, then she said, “First, lick my pussy a little to get it nice and wet. His cock is so big I want it to slide right in.” So I licked her pussy until she came. Then she told me to lube his cock with the K-Y Jelly she carried in her purse. I asked him if it that was alright with him and he said, “Yeah.” So I squirted a glob of KY-Jelly on his dick and rubbed it in until it glistened. All this while she was kissing and jacking off the other guys.

Finally she sat down on his cock as I guided it into her pussy. She came in about 3 strokes. She then had two of the other guys stand next to her and started sucking them as she fucked the first guy. She moaned about how much she liked Black cock. She noticed the fourth guy stroking his cock and said, “I’ve got another hole free, honey.” But before he could act on her words both of the other guys pulled their dicks out of her mouth and came all over her face. That freed up her mouth for the fourth guy. She leaned forward and sucked him until he was hard then she leaned forward so he could put his big Black cock into her asshole while the manager’s big cock still fucked her pussy. The guy in her ass had to pull out almost immediately to come all over her ass and back. He was replaced by one of the other two. That went on until the big guy came. She pulled him out of her and again he shot a load on her face.

This went on in some form or fashion until about 7:00 that night. And, oh yes, the young salesman got his dick into Lisa’s white pussy too–for thirds. When they were done they gave her two pair of running shoes. They also wanted to hook up with us again, but we don’t operate that way. Anyway, that is what happened when we went shoe shopping. It is a true story.

The cab ride from the primitive Lukla airport to the Namche Bazaar was bumpy and adventurous. Dean got out of the cab stiff and bruised. Fortunately, it didn’t take him too long to find Dorjee, everyone seemed to know him and their directions were good, even if their English was a bit shaky. The little guy wasn’t much older than Dean and he seemed horrified by Dean’s total lack of gear. Dean pulled out five Franklins and Dorjee just stared at him. When he added five more, Dorjee nodded his assent. When Dean asked about a hotel for the night, Dorjee just shook his head negatively.

“You stay with me tonight. We must start early. I must purchase your gear before we go. I do not live far we can walk. The exercise will do you good.”

Dean found Dorjee’s home primitive but clean. He found Dorjee’s wife, Sanguru, just about the most attractive little thing he’d ever seen. Her big brown eyes stared out of a face that combined the best features of her Tibetan and Indian blood. Her beautiful eyes were slightly slanted, her flawless skin was light brown, and her long, black hair was tied back. A colorful sari that did nothing to conceal her ripe round curves was wrapped around her sexy body. Dean couldn’t keep her eyes off her as she moved around fixing dinner. She giggled at his jokes. Dorjee merely grunted.

They turned in early, Dorjee reminding him that they would have to be up before the sun. Dean often didn’t rise until about noon but figured there was no sense arguing with the tough looking little guy. He tossed and turned on the bed for about an hour. Visions of Sanguru’s naked little body were floating through his brain, hardening his cock. He had just reached inside his briefs to stroke it when he heard the floor creak. He looked up to see Sanguru standing by his bed. Her long black hair was hanging down over her shoulders. Dean watched in wonder as her gown floated to the floor. Her naked beauty was even more than he had fantasized.

She put her fingers to his lips.

“Be quiet,” she whispered, “Dorjee is asleep. We don’t want to wake him.”

Dean wasn’t about to argue with that, not with this small tight naked brown body leaning over him. He took one of her small but full breasts into his hand and began sucking on her dark brown nipple. Her hand was in his briefs pumping his hard dick. Her soft skin smelled of patchouli, it was warm and smooth in his hands. She pulled down his underpants and mounted him. With her small brown hand she grasped his thick white cock and guided it to her wet pussy. Dean sighed as her sensational warmth enveloped his erection. She began playing with his pink nipples, making them erect as she fucked him, her finger nails flicked at them sending little rushes of pleasure through his chest to join the pulsating waves of lust surging through his crotch. He grabbed hold of her swaying tits, holding one in each hand as he played with the rubbery nipples.

Sanguru was biting her lower lip to stifle the little groans of pleasure he heard deep in her throat. She was bracing herself with hands on either side of his head as she concentrated on fucking his brains out, her little butt bouncing up and down against his balls as her pussy muscles did magical things to his throbbing cock. He let go his grip on her playful tits and grabbed hold of her fine little ass. Her buttocks were soft but firm, he could feel her muscles working while she fucked him harder and faster. He could hear soft slapping sounds as her light brown flesh pounded against his thrashing white body in the dark room. He was lost in a red haze of fuck lust, thrusting up against the tight Nepal pussy that was jerking his dick as if it had small velvet fingers and, somehow, simultaneously sucking on it as if it was a hot, fragrant mouth. Dean bit his own lip to keep from crying out with pleasure. He had no idea what that little tough guy, Dorjee, would do if he caught him fucking his horny little wife but he imagined it wouldn’t be pleasant.

Dean couldn’t have been more correct. He was just about to cum when he saw Dorjee in the doorframe, pointing an automatic weapon in his direction.

“Out!” the tough little guy yelled.

Sanguru jumped off him but Dean’s orgasm was unstoppable. He gushed wads of hot sperm on his pale belly as the muzzle of the AK-47 pointed toward his balls. Still holding the weapon, Dorjee threw Dean his clothes.

Dean dressed quickly as he stumbled through the house, trying desperately to make the door before the little tough guy decided to start shooting. He was almost crying as he began to run toward the bazaar.

Back inside the house, Dorjee was smiling at his sweaty, naked wife.

“Thank you for your help,” he said, “To try to guide an out of shape idiot like that, even through the foothills, would have been a nightmare. Your services alone are worth the money and more.”

“Did you enjoy the show?” Sanguru asked seductively. She knew he had been watching through a crack in the door. It had excited her.

Dorjee leaned the rifle up against the wall and took her in his strong arms. Sanguru could feel his erection pressing up against her damp crotch. It was going to be an enjoyable evening.

I guess my fantasizing about watching her have sex with another man started when we met and I read story after story in the Penthouse Forum about men who loved to watch their wives have sex with other men. They all said how big a turn on it was for them, so naturally it bcame a big turn on for me.

I first mentioned it to my wife about 15 years ago and she wasn’t too keen on the idea. I kept mentioning it inter- mittently to her over the years and then about 5 years ago brought the subject up more and more often. Then in the last year or so, that is all I would talk about when we had sex. She was never very hot on the idea but she was warming to the point where one night she finally said she would do it for me if this is what I really wanted her to do.

I assured her that there is nothing I wanted more so she said ok.

Friday night was our anniversary so I decided to go through with it. I called her from work and told her that because this was our anniversary, that I wanted her to be dressed very sexily for me when I got home. She said yes, little knowing that I was going to be bringing someone home with me. After work I stopped by a bar not far from our home and went in to find someone who could help me out with my fantasy. It wasn’t long before I struck up a conversation with a big guy that was obviously a body builder. I could tell by the size of the bulge in his tight pants that he had a tool big enough to handle what I wanted to see. After telling him what I wanted him to do, he obviously readily agreed.

When I got home, my wife met me at the door with a see throught white blouse on and a very short full skirt that barely covered her crotch. It was plain to see that she had no bra on. She gave me a big smile and a kiss and then noticed my friend standing behind me. She abruptly pulled away and stepped back as I walked in with my friend following. She turned her back and was starting to walk upstairs when I told her to stay. She said that she didn’t feel that she was dressed properly for company. I told her that Tim didn’t mind and she should stay. She very hesitatantly stayed in the living room and went in and very uneasily sat down on the sofa. Tim and I sat down on the other sofa across from her and I told her happy anniversary. I told her that Tim was her anniversary present. She uneasily asked me if I was really sure that this was what she wanted her to do. I again assured her that this was exactly what I wanted her to do.

I then told Tim to go ahead. Tim got up and went over to her and sat down by her. He immediately started playing with her small breasts through the blouse. My wife was still very nervous and looked at me for help but I just nodded. With that, She just layed back against the back of the Sofa and let Mike have his way. Mike wasted no time in standing up and pulling my wifes skirt up around her waist and spreading her legs apart. It was obvious that her sheer white french cut bikini panties were soaked. Mike grabbed a hold of the crotch of her panties and easily ripped them off of her. He then dropped his pants and I wasn’t dissappoointed when I saw the size of his hard cock. It was completely hard and looked to be probably 10 inches long and about 6 to 7 inches around. He was huge. My wife saw that and got a look of fear in her eyes knowing what he was going to do with that monster. She looked over at me and pleadingly asked one last time, “Honey is this really what you want”. I just said yes. She again very hesitantly said ok.

Tim finished climbing out of his pants. In the bar I had told Tim that he would need to use a condom because my wife wasn’t on the pill as I had a vasectomy 10 years ago. He agreed to use one.

Tim quickly pulled a condom out of his wallet and rolled it on and then through my wifes legs up over his shoulders. All of the fantasizing I had done over the years didn’t really prepare me for what I actually saw. I thought that this moment would be so special, but when I saw Tim start trying to shove that huge monster into my wife and I saw my wife wince as that monster started stretching her vagina completely out of shape, the true reality of the whole situation hit home. What was I doing. Here was the my sweet wife who I love dearly, having her most private part being invaded by a stranger. After he got part of the head in her, he made one huge shove and my wife screamed as he vagina stretched clear out to accomadate this invading monster.

Tim finally got it all the way in her and rested for a bit while my wife caught her breath and the pain subsided. Tim then started riding her for all she was worth. I stared in horror now as what I thought would be the most erotic experience of our lives turned out to be my worst nightmare. To make matters worse, my wife was begining to relax and the final insult was when my wife started to come. And come she did. I couldn’t believe that she could come with what had just taken place but she did. She started going, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, with every stroke and I couldn’t handle it any more so I crept off to the kitchen to try and block out what was happening in the living room. I couldn’t bear to hear the wet sloppy fucking noises anymore and I especially couldn’t bear to hear my wife coming.

It wasn’t long before Tim yelled that he was going to come, so I looked out the door just as he made one last plunge into my wife and left it there while his cock spasmed and he shot a huge load into my wife.

I slunk back into the kitchen as Tim got up and put his pants back on. As he walked out the door, he yelled at me, Thanks for the use of your wifes pussy. After the door closed, I looked in the living room where my wife was still lying on the couch and I could see that her vagina was badly streched and Tims come was leaking out of her. I helped her up and we got her showered and tried calming her down.

For all we know, she could be pregnant again at 41!

Guys, it’s a whole lot better fantasy that the reality is. I advise you to leave it that way if you haven’t done it.