How my wife became a BBC queen ! - Sex Stories

How my wife became a BBC queen !

... pile of clothes toward me. They went back to dancing and I noticed that he was wearing what appeared to be black satin boxer shorts. I could also see that he was built like and NFL linebacker, damned, they looked exotic together. They danced and kissed a few more minutes. I could see Jack feeling Fran up all over and I saw Fran running her hand down Jacks chest and finally her hand was between them and obviously she was feeling his cock through his shorts. She started kissing him very passionately and I could hear a combination of breathing hard and moaning softly as she continued to massage his cock. They were talking softly and I couldn’t make out what was being said, but Fran pulled away from him slightly and I could see that she seemed to reluctantly release her grip on his manhood. She raised her arms and I watched as Jack slowly lifted her nightgown up and over her head. He threw it toward the other pile of clothing. My wife was now completely nude and standing in front of this large black man, I could feel the bl**d pounding in my temples so hard, I thought I was going to pass out. Jack went back to caressing Fran as they dance. His large hands were on her ass then her breasts then her inner thighs. She kind of pulled him toward the bed. Fran quickly scrambled onto the bed and lay back on her elbows as Jack slow pulled his shorts down off his body. Fran’s eyes were glued to his groin region and I was watching her familiar pinky in the mouth and her other hand gently ...

... squeezing her tit. Her legs were bent at the knee with feet on the bed and she was slowly opening and closing her legs. I could see that she had trimmed her pussy hair, somewhat, and I also noticed that her slit was glistening in the lights. His back was to me and as I was lost in the beauty of the scene before me, I didn’t glance at any of the mirrors. He got on the bed and was lying on his stomach as he took her foot and started sucking on her toes. He did this to each foot, as Fran remained on her elbows and would occasionally roll her head back. She was obviously lost in lust at this point. Jack continued to kiss his way up her thighs, taking his time, until he reached her womanhood. Fran laid back on the bed and spread her thighs wide for him. I got up out of my seat and walked slowly toward the side of the bed, being careful to stay out of the light, and thus out of their sight. When I got to the side of the bed. I could see that Jack was sucking and licking her pussy as he slipped one, then two of those fat fingers in and out. I thought to myself, God Fran is getting more finger than she ever had as far as a cock. Fran was moaning very loudly and I could see her thrusting her hips to the rhythm of his fingers. I made my way back to my chair and was very tempted to remove my aching member from its cloth prison, but I resisted. Jack ate and finger fucked Fran for a few more minutes and then he continued his journey up Frances’ body. Kissing and caressing both breasts and ...