Is She or Isn’t She? Part Six

Copyright Deni Wom 2004

He sat there, his beloved Staci in his arms, draped over his shoulder where she had passed out. ‘My GOD!’ he thought, ‘what the hell was that all about. They were propositioning my wife right in front of me? And thinking I would want to watch them fuck her? SHIT!’ But his cock began to twitch at the very thought of seeing their big black cocks plunging into her whiteness, then withdrawing as her tiny little pussy suckled their huge shafts as they pulled out, only to fuck back into her little body again.

His legs started to go to sleep where the toilet seat cut into his hamstrings and under his knees. Pretty soon he wouldn’t be able to walk if he stood up. Still she remained motionless in his arms. ‘My god, she must have cum hard!’ he thought. ‘I wonder if it was me inside her, or them out there talking about fucking her that turned her on so much?’ Then he remembered that she had told him she was so horny right after she danced with Wade, and then again after she had danced with LeRoy. Must have been her pussy grinding up and down on their big black shafts while she danced with them, he decided. But no, she had said it was his eyes watching her. But then of course she would say that, she would try to mislead him, so he wouldn’t guess, but he already knew that she was fucking around on him. He had seen the cum in her underwear, how could that be doubted? But…. She had not even tried to hide that. It was like she had deliberately placed them there for him to find, and made sure he knew she saw him find them. Nothing made any sense. Fuck!

My God, she had said that word! She had said “Fuck!” He had never heard her say that before. She barely said “shit” when she was really angry, much less “fuck!” His head was swimming and he felt a headache coming on. He was thinking way too much recently. His headache came on with a roar, and he could not even stand up to walk it off. It felt like it had been a couple of hours since she passed out on top of him, but looking at his watch, it had been only about five minutes.

She stirred softly, and slowly sat up, looking around as if confused. Then she looked at his face and her succulent lips moved down to softly kiss his mouth. A soft tender loving kiss that lingered for forever. He felt sudden shame that he doubted her fidelity. GOD! He was going nuts over this.

“I love you Bobbi, more than words can say. Thank you for letting me bring you in here and make love to you!”

She had called it making love this time. To him, make love to HIM! What the hell did that mean? They had fucked like animals as they listened to two strangers talk about their propositioning her on the dance floor. And what had Wade said? He had asked her to go on an overnight trip with him? Maybe that is how he would finally know, if she came up with some excuse to go out of town on Saturday.

In a soft sexy voice she murmured into his ear “Wow Bobbi, ….. that was the most intense sex I have ever had honey. Thanks for being willing to spoil me like that! ……….. God was that something, baby. I have been feeling so sexy for about a month now honey. I can’t believe how turned on I am …………. all the time now.” Her naked nipples were rubbing his chest as she murmured into his ear. He could smell her perfume, soft, wet, sexy, inviting. Her breath was tantalizing his ear with its soft sibilance. The hair on the back of his neck erected stiffly.

Thinking back, he suddenly realized that their marital sex, even while they were courting, had been kind of mundane. Well, mundane in comparison to this for sure! But even on their honeymoon, she had not been particularly interested. Accepting of his advances, sure, but she had never initiated sex. In fact she had not initiated sex one single time since they were married. And then all of a sudden, this? Had being fucked by a huge thick black cock made her this way now. Maybe there WAS something to going black and not coming back. Would she soon tire of his little white weenie, and leave him for them. “Them,” the big cocked black men that he realized he envied beyond belief. Their huge cocks that made her so happy as they fucked her little cunt, her gorgeous legs over their powerful black shoulders as their huge stiff black cocks plundered her little white treasure.

“Honey, do you like the new me? The new sexually active me? Have you been cumming enough now, baby? Am I a better lover for you now?”

How could he do anything but say he loved the “new her?”

She smiled her most dazzling smile at him, and stood up, her breasts still uncovered, her skirt still around her waist, her tiny pussy lips still opened from his use of her. God, she had never been sexier to him than right now. He tried to stand, but his legs gave way and he toppled onto his chest on the restroom floor. He had never realized how badly a restroom floor smelled before. And his naked soft cock had landed, then scooted across it, gathering whatever was in the way. He felt mortified and shamed by his fall.

She reached own, her breasts giggling so enticingly as she helped him up. Still fully exposed, she knelt and massaged his legs for him. His cock, probably covered with restroom floor filth, did a small dance against her ear as she lovingly rubbed his legs. Her thighs were splayed wide, one on each side of his legs as she knelt before him, and he could still see her little innocent spread open pussy lips.

She stood, and put her arms around his neck. She stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him softly, lovingly. Tears formed in his eyes as he thought about how much he loved this incredibly good looking and sexy woman. Her naked breasts were against his shirt. Her hardening nipples scraped against his chest. His floor filthied cock winkled against her pussy. He became so very aware of her body as he stood there, kissing her, holding her, loving her.

Suddenly she disengaged, turned, opened the door to the cubicle, and stepped out of the handicapped cubicle into the restroom, her breasts still exposed, her pussy still bare. She strode to the urinal and looked down at her kitty. Reaching down, she pulled the top of her little lips up and pressed a steady stream of urine into the urinal. She put her head back and laughed a full bellied laugh as her lewd display of urinating like a male left her totally exposed to any man walking into the restroom.

When her stream had dwindled, she stepped back, turned so he could see her pussy, then ran her finger up her cleft, and licked the captured urine from her finger. She looked up at her husband and grinned wickedly.

“Let’s go back out there so I can dance with those hunky men again honey. I want to watch your eyes watch me dance. That turns me on so much as I ride their cocks while we dance, and you watch my every move. They were right, I did ride their cocks while we danced baby. I loved feeling their hardness against my clittie. They have huge cocks baby, both of them. God! Huge cocks honey, HUGE cocks!”

So there it was, it was their cocks that turned her on. NO! Wait! She said it was his eyes watching her ride their huge cocks. GOD DAMN IT! What the hell is going on here? She just admitted to me that she enjoyed riding their cocks. She just told me she knew how big they were! God! My wife is telling me she likes their huge cocks. GOD!

Wriggling like only a woman can, she caused her clothing to suddenly drop and cover her body. Without hesitation, she turned on her heel and walked to the door and out into the bar again. When he got back to the table, she was already on the dance floor with LeRoy. Her body was so close to his that not even a playing card would have fit between them.

Her pelvis was pressed onto his so tightly that there was no difference in the movements of their hips. He could see her slender hips riding his, her body totally pressed against his thick black cock. He knew LeRoy was stiff and hard and huge and his cock was rubbing his wife’s pussy, giving her cheap thrills as she danced in public, everyone seeing her as she allowed him to turn her on, to show everyone she was a cheap slut, to let the crowd watch her public seduction. The other dancers began to give them room as they caressed each other in mock sexual play. The crowd clapped as they titillated each other. Their eyes saw no one other than each other. Their hips grinding together, then turning back to front, and their hands caressing each other’s sexual organs without hesitation. Those big black hands moved over his wife’s breasts then down to her nearly naked pussy. He thought perhaps he could see her little innocent lips through the thin dress. He watched her little white hands press against LeRoy’s huge cock, clearly showing its outline under his white trousers to the crowd, and to her husband. God, it was HUGE!

He had to stand to see her now, as the rest of the patrons stood around the dance floor, clapping, watching the sexual display moving inexorably toward its prurient ending. His aching cock was so hard watching his beautiful innocent wife dance like a whore in a strip bar that he did not see his best friend walk up beside him.