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 Is it her pussy or a party platter for all cocks?  By Bhuralund@gmail.com

   I work at a small money-lending company which was bought over by a black
man recently.  He is a touch looking old man and everyone was intimidated
by him.  So after a few weeks at work, he threw a party at his big mansion
to get to know everyone and to bond with us.  So my wife and I landed up at
his place punctually.  At my urging, my wife was wearing her best clothes
to impress my new boss.  She looked a sight in her small red colored tube
dress, exposing her creamy white shoulders and shapely legs.  I had bought
it just a few days ago from a cheap store selling slutty clothes at
throwaway prices.  I saw many low-class whores and trannies buying stuff
from the shop but thought it would be okay.  I knew it was a wrong dress to
buy the moment she put it on.  But unfortunately she thought she looked
very glamorous so I just nodded and said, "Honey, you look hot." I mean she
did look good enough to fuck in that dress but in a slutty sort of way. 
She didn't help matters by wearing some shiny red stilettos and by applying
bright red lipstick.  I wasn't really surprised then when all my colleagues
started staring at us the moment we entered Mr.  Black's party.  My wife
had taken my request to be nice to all my colleagues a bit seriously and
she was being extra sweet to all.  And men were hanging around her like
hungry horny wolves.  I had a hard time keeping her by my side.

   Then we met Mr.  Black.  He looked at my wife and said loudly, "Welcome
sweetheart, you look like a million dollars!" My wife looked smug and
smiled.  As she extended a small hand - nails painted bright red too - Mr.
Black opened his arms and gave her a hug.  A big, warm, welcoming hug.  I
was surprised at how warm he seemed compared to his cold mood at work but
felt relieved that off all people, he liked my wife the best.  Then I
realized there was no other wife in sight.  When I asked Jerry, one of my
best buddies at work, he grinned, his yellowing teeth shining against his
jet-black skin, "Asshole, the party was only for the guys at work not for
families." I felt stupid but it was too late now.

   Just then the music stopped and Mr.  Black clapped to get attention.  At
the second clap each one of the 20-odd guys present snapped to attention.
"Lookie here boys," he said, his big nostrils flaring and his thick nigger
lips swaying a little with each word, "I wanted to make all of boys happy
and to tell you that I am not so bad.  It took me some time to work out the
company transfer and all but now that all paper work is done, I just wanna
tell you that you can relax and stopping worrying about me being nasty to
any one you.  This party was planned to let all of you enjoy life like a
man is supposed to." Then he stopped and sipped some wine from his glass
and looking at my wife continued, "Sweetheart, I am really delighted that
BL brought you here but no offence, if I knew you were coming I wouldn't
have planned it the way it is gonna be.  And unless you don't mind watching
some big-titted whores dancing around tonight, I would suggest you leave.
But nothing that you haven't done or seen will happen here, so I personally
would like for you to stay and enjoy yourself.  So let me know in the next
five minutes otherwise we will begin the party."

   With that he slowly walked towards us and on the way "plucked" a glass
of some green cocktail.  "Here you go honey," he offered it to my wife, who
was tottering on her heels with a few glasses of wine in her weak system.
She took the drink and finished it in two big gulps.  At this point I must
share a secret with you, that my wife is pretty gullible (a nicer word to
say stupid) and I am not really proud of that.  I felt really stupid when
right then my wife put her limp hand on Mr.  Black's broad shoulder and
said groggily, "Thanks for having us here, sir." I realized she hadn't
heard a word of what he had just said and sighed, "Sorry Mr.  Black,
perhaps we should take your leave." But before he could say anything, my
stupid wife stuttered drunkenly, "It's okay BL.  I am okay.  I promise to
not drink anymore." And Mr.  Black reprimanded me good-naturedly, "Let the
lady stay if she likes." With then he clapped loudly once more and the
lights dimmed.

   Slow erotic Arabian music started playing and under the spotlight, a
scantily clad belly dancer made her way to the centre of the room.  She
danced erotically and pranced around as drunk and horny guys leered at her.
Groping and copping a feel here and there.  She was scantily clad but
slowly with the tune of the music she got rid of everything.  Soon she was
dancing vulgarly, thrusting her shaved pussy in our faces and showing us
the puckered brown winking asshole.  My wife was also swaying to the music
and sipping another drink.  The belly dancer somehow reached in front of me
and started rubbing her naked hairless crotch against mine.  I grew rock
hard in no time.  She pushed my head down and forced my mouth on her meaty
pussy lips.  I was so taken over by lust that I forgot everything and
started slurping on the dancer's sweet moist pussy.  She ground her pelvis
in my face and I loved every moment of that grind as all my envious
colleagues cheered us on.  In the distant I heard Mr.  Black announcing
something but it seemed to be very far away.  I came back to reality when
abruptly the dancer pulled herself away from me and returned to her
"dressing room".

   Then I heard Mr.  Black's voice, "Okay guys, we have a volunteer here to
entertain us while the paid whore changes for her next performance." I was
shocked to see my wife standing arm in arm with Mr.  Black.  She was
giggling like a school girl and as the music started, she grabbed Mr. 
Black's green cocktail and gulped its content down.  Then she started
swaying at the slow music, slowly gyrating and thrusting her crotch just
the way the belly dancer had been doing.  But because she was not very
experienced, her movements seemed very obscene and vulgar and the way she
was dressed.  Ah.  All I saw was a cheap hooker prancing in front of future
customers.  As the music progressed and became faster, my other colleagues
started cheering her to take her dress off.  I think my wife was too drunk
to remember me and giggled and danced like a two-dollar slut.  Then Mr. 
Black joined her and started dancing with her.  It looked to awesome the
two of them, her creamy white bared shoulders and his big black hands
clasping her tight to his big black frame.  She looked to tiny in
comparison to his 6.7inches frame.  At one point he picked her up like a
rag doll and pulled her legs to each side of his body so that her legs were
wrapped around his waist.  This must have stretched the cheap dress to its
limit and it ripped at the seam.  The stupid bitch was wearing a thong
panty and with the dress torn till her midriff, everyone could see her milk
white buns now cupped by my black boss's big black hands.

   They were joined together like this when someone, I think it was my best
buddy Jerry, came closer to them and cut the string of my wife's thong with
a butter knife.  Well, I don't think it would have made much of a
difference as most of her back side was already visible to all but I was
wrong.  Once the thing was cut, her hairy pussy mound was also visible as
Mr.  Black had pulled her up a little.  She was quite drunk but was still
purring like a cat in heat.  Suddenly one of Mr.  Black's hand disappeared
from her white globes when it returned to clasp her ass, a collective sigh
of awe and lust escaped all of my other colleagues.  Mr.  Black's coal
black cock was free from his black trousers and was standing erect.  It
looked as intimidating as its owner.  It was deep purple in color and its
foreskin was still covering its dark glans.  But the spotlight was
reflecting off its shiny black coat.  Someone moved the spotlight so that
it was focused on Mr.  Black's bull cock and my wife's hairy pussy, now
shining with desire.  Mr.  Black, ever so slowly, started rubbing all along
my drunken but aware wife's pussy slit.  She purred as he clasped her soft
red lips between his coarse thick nigger black lips and chewed on her mouth
and snaked his big purple tongue inside my wife's mouth.  Most of my
colleagues are black and Latin and now they were all crowding in to see the
union of my ugly black boss and my sweet pure white wife.  I think it was
Jerry again, who gently held Mr.  Black's cock and aimed it at my wife
moist pussy.  My Black moved his big waist and the tip of the cock entered
my wife's pussy.  The music had stopped by now and when my wife groaned in
pain, everyone heard it.  Mr.  Black gave one more push and nearly half of
his 10-inch long and 8-inch thick cock went inside her pussy.  It was
surreal to see my wife of ten years impaled on my big black and ugly boss'
fat black cock in front of all of my colleagues and a stream of precum
lubricated the head of my own cock.  I was getting thrilled watching my
wife being fucked.

   Mr.  Black slowly pulled her off his big black cock and the meaty heavy
cock fell down.  Jerry quickly picked it up again and placed it at the
mouth of my wife's pussy.  Mr.  Black then lowered my doll like wife down
on his cock and started pounding her in this position right in front of
everyone.  Jerry, who is as black as Mr.  Black and who at 6.3ft was the
second tallest than Mr.  Black now pulled out his own cock - a slithering
black slimy snake - about nine inches long and five inches thick.  It was
definitely thinner than Mr.  Black's cock but just the right size for the
destination he had in mind - my wife's virgin asshole which had been
winking at all each time Mr.  Black slammed his cockmeat in my wife's
fertile and bushy pussy.  Jerry lubed his thin but long cock with some
precum leaking out of my wife's cunt and slowly inserted the flared
cock-head in her brown hole.  Although she had been moaning with pleasure,
she gave out a huge cream as his five inch cock jammed in her asshole. 
Slowly Jerry and Mr.  Black established a nice rhythm between them and gave
my wife a pounding of her life.  This lasted ten minutes and then Mr. 
Black came deep inside her, spurting his black seed deed down in her
fertile pussy.  After he finished breeding her, a stout Latino guy called
Bosco took over.  He, and most of the others, already had their cocks out
of their pants and were slowly wanking watching the erotic coupling in
front of them.  Now Bosco accidentally plunged his cock in her asshole just
as Jerry had pulled it out and Bosco's uncut cock was clearly as big and
thick as Mr.  Black's and my wife screamed again but now the guys were
relentless and too horny to listen to her.  They fucked her raw and
bareback for a few minutes and dumped their scalding hot sperm straight
inside her pussy.  Once Jerry and Bosco were done, someone laid my wife on
the carpet and soon she was servicing two cocks at a time - one in her
greedy mouth and one in her flooded pussy.  Within one hour everyone in the
party had fucked her pussy or / and mouth and dumped at least one or two
loads in her.

   Finally, one by one people drifted out.  At last it was only Mr.  Black,
my blacked out wife and I left behind when Mr.  Black asked me very gently,
"Son, would you like to put this night to a better use?" When I asked how,
he stood up his limp but still impressive cock dangling inches away from my
face and said, "Suck my cock and swallow my black sperm and I will give you
a promotion for letting me fuck your wife.  I looked at my wife and saw she
was sleeping peacefully.  Then as I turned Mr.  Black's fat and heavy cock
hit me on my face, leaving a stand of precum on my dry lips.  I licked my
lips and opened my mouth to say no but Mr.  Black thought I was gonna give
him a blow job and inserted his hardening cock in my mouth.  And with my
mouth already stuffed with a cock I just thought it better to suck it and
get a promotion.

   PS: I did get that promotion but my wife was too addicted to Mr. 
Black's big fat black cock so we just moved to his house where we had
frequent parties for our colleagues and even for other black ghetto people.
Mr.  Black made me a partner in the company and my wife gave birth to three
black children before tying her tubes.  Now we live together like a big
happy family.  My wife can never be satisfied with one cock and I am the
one responsible for getting her a train of ready (and big and black and fat
and uncut) cocks.  If you like to be one, let me know...my only condition
is that I must sample the cock in my own mouth first before I let you fuck
my sweet wife's pussy!

   The end.