With no further preparation both black cocks were quickly thrust into adjacent holes bringing loud panting gasps from the excited woman. On and on fucked the two pricks bringing the lucky girl to more orgasms and then, finally, as both blacks neared their own climaxes cocks were withdrawn and long strings of sperm shot across and over the exhausted girl. Tits,belly and bum were soon coated with hot jism and it dripped down onto her thighs. Once all three had regained their composure the raven haired beauty was released from the apparatus and grabbing her discarded clothing left the stage to tumultous cheering. The two blacks bowed and also exited the stage; the curtains were closed and the stage lights extinguished.
Chapter Eight Back at the white guests tables Charlotte rested quietly sitting on her husband,s lap and leaning against his chest; she could feel his body warmth radiating through their clothing and she felt warm and content, but,inside, her body was a seething caudron of lust. A slight movement caught her eye and turning she saw Dorothy bobbing up and down on her hubby,s lap; looking closer Charlotte realised, with a sigh, that the pair were indulging in sexual intercourse. She could see, in the half light, Dorothy,s peasant skirt folded up around her waist and every time Bill,s wife raised her body off of her husband, Charlotte would get a glimpse of Bill,s penis illuminated by the wall lights shining on the oiled surface.
Charlotte nudged her husband and suggested quietly he look at the pair fucking. ‘I could do with some of that,’ she sighed softly, ‘I,m feeling very horny.’ Ever since her tryst with the black Jamal she had felt extra randy,it was if a door had been opened in her vagina which seemed constantly in a needful mode. What with the aphrodisiac drinks, the erotic exhibition on the stage and particularly the sexual innuendos of her black dance partner,the urge to fuck was almost overwhelming. Leaning back onto her husband she panted, ‘Squeeze my titties Darling they,re aching for some touching.’
Steven reached up and gently fondled his wife,s breasts. ‘Harder,’ Charlotte hissed through clenched teeth, ‘pinch my nipples as well, treat me a bit rough.’
‘My word,’ chuckled Steve,’you are in need. I like it ‘Sorry my love but all this pink stuff has made me very unsettled, I can hardly think straight.’ ‘Perhaps you should have gone on the stage tonight.’
‘Well I think I might enjoy the whips but not in front of so many people.’ ‘I,ll have a word with someone about fixing something up, as long as I can watch,’ he grinned.
Charlotte fell quiet whilst her hubby continued to rub and caress her breasts occasionally nipping at the hard as pebble nipples which he could feel through the soft material of her dress. ‘Mmm,’ his wife groaned,’that,s better.Watching Dorothy getting it from Bill has made me a little jealous, If I hadn,t worn this dress we could have had our own playtime.’ ‘You won,t mind me asking,’ continued Steven ‘but I thought, I hoped, you and Dorothy might be getting something on with your dance partners, I,m sure I heard her whisper in your ear something about staying the night with them.’