The Getaway Pt. 01

Hubby and I stopped our fondling at the intrusion and separated, but I know they saw what we had been doing. I could sense they had been watching us. Lord knows who else was doing so.

I looked down and saw that hubby's erection was plainly visible in his pants and my nipples were protruding with excitement. There is no way you could have missed it. Hubby could only say "yeah", and I just felt myself turning red.

I couldn't help but look down at the band members' pants and saw two huge tents being made. Their bulges looked twice as big as hubby's and I could plainly see the outlines of their thick cocks. I thought to myself that they must have taken their underwear off to look bigger, or maybe they were just that huge. I was just staring at their crotches. I know that they could plainly see my reaction.

It momentarily got really quiet as the three of us sized each other up, from eyes to bodies and back to eyes, sending inaudible messages. All of the sudden, the lead singer broke the silence by saying in his sexy deep voice, "Wouldn't it be wild for us to do it under the stars." I looked back straight into his brown eyes. Even though I knew he wanted to fuck me, it was still shocking for me to hear it, especially in front of my husband.

All I could do to react was to breathe out deeply and give a little moan. I didn't say no, instead placing my hand on the hem of my dress and slowing moved it up and down my left leg a little, showing them more with each movement, until the crotch of my pink panties was visible to them. The guitarist gave out a low whistle and I looked over to see hubby swallowing hard.

Then things took a life of their own and happened quickly.

The singer pulled his shirt off, and his friend followed suit. God, they were ripped and I drank in their tight bodies, and their big bulges. I felt my pussy gush.

The singer walked up, towering over me and leaned in, sliding his hand up my leg, lifting up the hem of my dress up to my hips. I looked down, mesmerized at the site of the big dark hand moving towards my pussy. It looked so different than my husband's and I was being overcome with lust by the newness and contrast. He looked into my eyes as he slowly moved his hand up closer and closer.

As he did this, he looked over at my husband, as did I, with half-closed eyes and a lustful moan... My hubby just stood there and watched us. He looked transfixed by the sight. The dark stranger must have taken this as an okay to proceed.

With that, the singer moved his hand over my satin covered pussy, then pulled my panties aside and slipped his fingers deep inside me. He then pulled out, licked them and pushed them up me again.

It felt so good. My husband watched us; rubbing his own cock through his pants. The guitarist then moved in and grabbed my breasts and rolled his thumbs over my hard nipples. My dress was easily removed off my shoulders and I found myself half-naked before I knew what happened. I was so wet and wanting.

The singer then suddenly grabbed me by my hair and pulled me over towards the outdoor furniture. He pushed me face down over the edge of the couch and pulled my dress back up over my hips. He pulled my panties to the side and slowly worked his hand into my pussy. He was pressing his cock against my hip and I could feel how hard and big he was. I could hardly stand it! God, he felt so much bigger than my husband and my pussy gushed even more.

He moved behind me. I heard the unmistakable sound of his zipper going down. Before I knew it, I could feel him slide his enormous black dick up and down my slit and between my ass cheeks. God, it felt so good. He slapped it on my ass and lower back and the thought popped into my head, "God, that is going to go really deep."

He pushed it back down between my wet lips and slapped it up against my clit. I reached underneath me to feel him and I gasped feeling how big around and thick the head of his cock was. I reached further to stroke him and could not reach my fingers around all the way. I rubbed his big, hard black dick against my clit, getting so worked up but wondering how he could possible fit when I had only had my hubby's in me before.

He didn't wait for an okay... He shoved that huge black dick deep, deep inside me. I took in a loud breath as he pushed into me. It hurt at first, but started feeling so good after a few of his long strokes. He grabbed my hair again, held my head down and took total control of me. I didn't complain. Instead, I came harder than I ever had before when I looked back to see his black torso pushing against me and felt his big cock bottoming out in my pussy.

My orgasm was loud and wet. My mind was spinning. God, I loved the thought of and feeling of being fucked by a black guy... I felt so full. To be honest, I had thought about it since I was a teenage girl since I saw my first big black cock in a magazine my friend brought over one day, penetrating a blonde girl. Why had I waited so long?

The singer fucking me so good pulled my head up and I opened my eyes to find the guitarist now naked right in front of me, and wanting a mouth on that beautiful, ebony dick he sported. I obliged. It looked black as coal in the light. I could see, and then taste the precum oozing out of the big head. It hardly fit in my mouth. I sucked and stroked the one at my face as best I could, but I found myself struggling to get his girth between my lips. I gagged and moaned as he starting fucking my mouth with it.

My body was pumping back now from the trusts from the black man fucking me from behind. He was so hard and my pussy felt so good. One of his hands held my hip and the other one rubbed my clit. I caressed my breasts and pulled at my nipples and felt how hard they were.

I could feel another orgasm building in me. My head was swimming and I could hear the singer talking. In a daze, I finally took notice of what the stud impaling me was saying, which was "Do you hear me? I'm gonna' fuck that pink pussy. And so is my friend. And your husband's gonna' watch you cum".

With those sexy words, the unbelievable tightness in my pussy and the huge black cock fucking my mouth, I let go with a huge wet, orgasm with my screaming cock-muffled. My pussy was making wet noises as I contracted on the big black cock filling me up.

I heard myself whimpering; it was like someone else making the sounds, but I felt everything. I felt the big man in my pussy pushing all the way in and tense up. I heard him growl as he unloaded what must have been a huge load of sperm at the very bottom my little white pussy. I could feel his cum running out of my pussy in hot gobs as I contracted on him in orgasm.

The singer cried out, "Oh, oh" as he came in me. I knew he must have felt really squeezed by my tight little pussy because hubby always tells me how good it feels when I cum around his dick, and this black guy was twice as long and thick as him. I could feel his cum down the inside of my leg. His hot talk and rubbing on me made me come hard again and push more of his seed out of me as I wiggled my hips and my body shuddered.

When I came down from that high, I couldn't help but pull back from the cock stuffing my mouth, look over to my husband who had taken a seat in the chair next to us and gave him a very satisfied smile as I swayed my hips and rubbed my ass against the guitarist's cock that had just fucked me so good.

I must have been quite a site, being used like this. My hubby smiled back. His hand was fixed on his crotch as he watched me. I knew my hubby was a voyeur, so this must have been his dream come true. I know it was mine, being fucked so deep and hard.

Once stud number one released his load, the guitarist quickly jumped in. He forcefully rolled me onto my back on the couch and shoved his dick into me. He was pounding me so hard. I was shaking from his assault on my white pussy. I looked down and watched his thick, long black cock splitting me wide open and disappear all the way inside me. His cock looked so big and dark in me and I came from the sight, let alone the feeling of fullness.

My pussy was making so much noise from black cock moving in my wetness and the load of cum already deposited in me. I was a little embarrassed, but God it felt so great. I was breathing so hard, I couldn't see straight. I had cum so much already and another orgasm was building from deep inside me. By then, I lost count. He kept pounding me, sweat now running off of him and onto me. I was wet from head to toe. The thought "Land of wood and water..." popped into my head as he took me.

The guitarist pushed in and out of my pussy a few more times, hitting bottom and rubbing up against the walls of my pussy completely just like his friend. I was coming again. He then surprised me by pulling his enormous cock out of me. I exhaled deeply and moaned loudly from the feeling of the cock being removed from my now stretched pussy, that big shaft withdrawing and leaving me feeling so empty. But the sensation was like nothing I had ever felt before.

I felt so womanly, so taken as I looked down between my legs. The guitarist stroked his big black cock with his one hand, saying "what a nice pussy", and sliding that long shaft against my slit and slapping my mound and tummy with it. That big thing went all the way up to my belly button and I fixated on his length. God, it looked good against me.

He pulled my satin panties back over my mound and rubbed his hand over my completely drenched pussy with one hand and continued those loooong strokes with his other. I could hear the "thwap, thwap, thwap" sound as he beat his black cock and slapped it against my panty-clad shaven little pussy. God, that felt and sounded so good. Like the sound of something really big and really hard slapping against something really soft and really wet.

The singer's cum was mixed with my own and I was a mess thinking it must be soaking through the satin material now. The guitarist must have like the feeling and sight as he looked down at his and his friend's handiwork and stroked himself even harder.

I looked over at hubby who had the same dark, focused look in his eyes as he rubbed his cock through his pants. I put my hand down there and started to rub my clit frantically as I looked into hubby eyes before fixing them back on my new lover. I told the guitarist, "I want you to cum all over that pussy!"

My second black stud then yelled and I watched him unload jet after jet of cum like a fountain all over my panty covered pussy, coating the insides of my thighs right at my panty line and tummy area. He yelled out each time he jetted onto me; there must have been seven of those thick squirts before it finally slowed down. I came again with a loud scream as I felt the hot stuff covering me.

There was so much black man's cum all over me! It felt so hot landing on my skin and looked so sexy. I raised my head up and stared at the messy mess he made all over me and my pink panties. I had asked hubby to drench me like that many times, but there seemed to be so much more cum on me this time from these younger, ebony studs! It was dripping all over me and I felt so completely feminine. I could smell our sex in the air and it was so hot.

Once the guitarist moved off of me, leaving me spent, my husband walked over. I looked down at his crotch. It was obvious he himself had released a load while watching from the chair nearby. His pants were soaked through. He kissed me deeply, our tongues intertwining. I bet he could taste the guitarist on me. He whirled his tongue over my tongue and lips urgently as I moaned.

Hubby whispered in my ear, "I will take those panties now as a souvenir. I'll get mine back at the resort." I raised my hips, slipped the wet thing down my legs and over my feet and handed them to him. He held them up to his nose and inhaled the sex deeply and placed them down the front of his pants! That was a side of him I had never seen before, but then again I had never put on a sex show for him like that!

I laid back and rubbed my pussy and breasts after being so satisfied and looked at him and then the two studs who had just fucked me. We just looked on at each other in a post-sex frenzy daze.

I started to get up to slip my dress back on when I heard Kenneth's voice and saw him come into the light from off to the side. He was completely naked, holding his huge cock in his hand. It looked even bigger than what I just had. He said, "Where do you think you are going?"

I don't know if I would have done it one more time with my husband after such a fucking from the band members, but guess I found the energy when I saw a third black stud with a horse cock coming for me, slapping it in his hand with a loud thud, thud, thud. I felt my pussy gush again!

I didn't reply out loud to Kenneth, but showed him what I wanted by laying back down, spreading my legs and running my hands over hips and then my pussy.

I looked over at my hubby and said, "I know you like seeing these big black cocks stretching my little white pussy! Sit behind me and prop me up so we can both watch. I want you to see what I see when I look down between my legs and see a big cock coming for me. I want you to watch him shove it into me..."

That night, my husband would have to prove being even more patient.

Part 2 to come...