Caught by my husband and satisfied with black cocks

My friend Ann and I went to our usual bar after work on Friday. I was wearing my office clothes: a skirt and blouse, with just a bra underneath, and pantyhose, no panties. My husband Gavin loved it when I dressed like that. It gave him easy access to my vagina. He loved the idea of being fucked right there at work or at the bar. He said the idea made his dick hard. That evening, he went bowling, so I had time to have some fun.

We were sitting there talking about work when two black guys approached us. They offered to buy us a drink. I was already very cheerful. A few cocktails had done the trick. This kind of mood always turns me on a lot.

My friend left soon after, and I stayed with them. Their names were Gary and Ronnie. They didn’t hide their glances at my boobs and told me straight out that it were amazing. We talked a little more, laughed. I felt the fabric of my tights stick to my wet lips. I wanted these two to just fuck me.

Ronnie offered to walk to his car. I agreed almost immediately. In the parking lot, he turned me around by the open door and kissed me deeply and passionately. His hands unbuttoned my blouse, squeezed my boobs, and his lips captured my nipple. Then his palm slid under my skirt and felt my bare pussy. He swore softly feeling how wet I was. I looked straight at him and told him that my husband loved it when I came home with someone else’s cum. Ronnie chuckled and said he’d be happy to help me with that.

He turned me around, and I placed my hands on the car seat. He quickly pulled down his jeans, and his thick black cock pressed against my wet vagina. Ronnie entered with one strong thrust. I moaned. He was thicker than my husband, but not as long. Ronnie fucked me hard holding me by the hips thrusting all the way in each time. I was almost coming when the second door opened.

Gary got behind the wheel, pulled out his dark and thick cock, and pulled my head down. So I opened my mouth and took it. I began licking the head, and Ronnie continued pounding my pussy. The car rocked slightly. I came for the first time clenching around his cock, but they didn’t stop.

Then they switched. Now Gary was entering me from behind, and Ronnie held my head and fucked my mouth. Gary moved faster and harder. I came again holding onto the seat and taking Ronnie’s cock into my throat. He came first squirting a thick stream right down my throat. I swallowed licking the rest. Gary gave a few more powerful thrusts and came deep inside my pussy holding me by the hips until he finished.

I got out of the car, my legs shaking. My blouse was unbuttoned, my boobs exposed. They hugged me, touched me, and told me how hot I was. Ronnie asked for my number, which I did, of course. Then I got in my car and drove to another bar to see my husband.

I went in and sat at the bar, ordered another drink, and just sat there feeling the cum slowly leak between my legs staining my pantyhose. Soon my husband came over. He kissed me, then immediately put his hand under my skirt and felt my wet, slippery pussy. He understood everything without words.

We drank some more. He silently squeezed my boobs through my blouse, then moved his hand lower and quietly said he was glad I brought him what he liked. No anger, just a heavy arousal. At home, he immediately removed my clothes. He fucked me in the pussy tasting his cum, then made me suck until he got hard again and entered my ass.

I lay next to him, all wet, full of cum, my holes pulsating. He hugged me and whispered that there was no one else like me. And I thought about the two black cocks that had recently filled me, and about Ronnie possibly calling.