My drunken wife and the black guys


My wife Paula had decided she needed to slim. I don’t
know why, she sure looked good to me. Her 5 foot
nothing figure was nicely rounded where a good looking
woman should be. But as a mere male, who am I to argue.

After several weeks of jogging and gym workouts she
didn’t seem to be getting anywhere. A friend had
recommended some slimming pills which she got on the
day we were going out to dinner for our 5th wedding
anniversary. It was only later that I found out she
hadn’t read the instructions correctly, it said that on
no account should alcohol be consumed within 24 hours
of taking a pill.

She took a pill just before we left home, we had a
lovely dinner and the evening was going fine. That is
until after two glasses of champagne. Suddenly she was
just sitting there with a smile on her face and looking
blankly into space. She was as high as a kite. Well
that’s the evening over, I better go call a taxi and
get her home I thought to myself.

I asked at the bar if they could phone a taxi for me.
The barman said no need to, there are always taxi’s
outside. I thanked him and as I turned around I was
shocked to see a guy sitting in the booth next to my
wife. He seemed to be whispering in her ear. The next
thing really amazed me; my cock sprang to attention as
I watched him slide his hand across her breasts. I
didn’t know what to do. Should I run over and rescue
her? But I was enjoying the show far too much. My
little head over ruled my big head and I went and stood
at the end of the bar where I could get a better view
and maybe close enough to hear some of what was said.

I was turned on out of my mind as I watched his hand go
inside her low neckline and cup one of her lovely
breasts. Just then two other guys, one of them was a
black guy, got in the booth sitting opposite them. They
were obviously friends of the first guy.

‘What you got here?’ Asked the white guy.

‘Dunno replied the first guy, she was just sitting here
all alone and stoned out of her mind. So I thought I
would help myself to a little fun.’

‘She sure is zonked out of her skull.’ The black guy
said as he reached over to pull her top a little lower.
‘Well give us a look man! Don’t be keeping it all to

The guy lowered her shoulder straps and eased both of
her luscious breasts out of her dress. He held them in
both his hands as the other two reached over and
started pulling her nipples. This was just too much; I
came in my pants without even touching myself. I had to
go to the toilet to clean up. When I returned they were
all gone. Now I started to panic. What had I let my
wife in for?

‘Hey man!’ The black barman beckoned to me. ‘You
looking for you wife?’

‘Yes!’ I almost shouted. ‘Where is she?’

‘You were enjoying watching her being felt up, yeah!’

‘Well yes but where is she?’

‘She’s OK man, I told the guys to take her into the
back room. Can’t be having no sex show here in the
restaurant. Just go on through there; it’s the door on
the left. I be in, in a few minutes for my turn with
the slut.’

Almost in a daze I went in through the passageway, I
once again had a raging hard on, knowing that Paula was
having sex with three strange men and the barman
referring to my sweet little wife as a slut. Why was
this turning me on so much, the thought of strange men
using my wife for their sexual pleasure.

But nothing had prepared me for what I found in that
room. Paula was completely naked and lying on a table.
No longer was she in a daze but was actually taking an
active part in what they were doing to her. She had her
legs over the black guy’s shoulders as he was fucking
her. Another guy was fucking her mouth and she was
wanking a third guy.

Just then the black guy groaned as he filled her pussy
with cum. As he withdrew, I could see strands of cum
from his black cock to her delicious little pussy. I
had never seen her pussy look so red and puffy before.
Just then the black barman came in.

‘Hey man! Look at the state of that cunt. You can’t
expect me to fuck that when it’s full of cum.’

With that he pushed me to my knees between Paula’s

I felt his hand on the back of my head, easing my face
ever closer to her loveliness. I didn’t resist as my
face was pushed into the sloppy mess. My tongue
automatically darted out and started lapping at Paula’s
used pussy. My tongue was obviously getting to her as I
felt her legs tighten around my neck and her hands
clutched at my hair pulling me harder into her pussy.

She had always loved having her pussy eaten and now was
no exception. If anything she was more turned on than I
have ever known her to be. Her moans grew louder and
louder and by the time she came to a shuddering orgasm,
her pussy was once again nice and clean.

Just then I was pulled out of the way as the barman got
between her legs and quickly started to fuck her. This
went on for a couple of hours as each of the four guys
took turns fucking my lovely Paula.

Eventually they had had enough and went off and left us
alone. Paula wanted more orgasms so I set my tongue to
work, giving her as much pleasure as I could.

As we were leaving, the barman said if we came again,
we could have a free meal and drinks and he would get
more black guys for Paula. We are still thinking about