The next morning Becky and I slept in. As I lay there in bed while she was still sleeping, I recalled the crazy adventures we had with another couple the previous night. I couldn't believe Becky and I had sex with another couple. (ref. Chapter 7)

Last night was the first time Becky had ever even touched another man's cock, and she did a lot more than just touch him. She sucked and fucked our new friend, Coop, for all he was worth and even took his cum in her pussy! I was shocked at how she didn't hold back. At how much the sexual energy sent her to a new place where she had no reservations and was nothing like her normal, conservative, good-girl exterior.

It was also her first-ever lesbian experience, and she wasn't shy there either. I expected her to kiss Tori or even play with her boobs. But she surprised me again by ravening her entire body, enjoying both giving and receiving oral sex with our new friend. They licked and fingered each other to orgasm, attacked each other's breasts and nipples, and made out like school kids. I lost count of how many times Becky came last night.

Becky was getting lost in sex lately. The night before last, I blindfolded her and made her think she was getting fucked by a man she met at the bar. (ref. Chapter 6) While flirting with this stranger, she took her bra off in the ladies' room and then purposely bent over to show him her perky tits while they had drinks together.

She became more adventurous and uninhibited when she got turned on. I liked this about her, but I figured I had better keep it in check. I can only imagine if we ever went to a swingers' party or something like that (not that we ever would) Becky might end up getting fucked by anyone and everyone who wanted her.

After we came back to the room from fucking Coop and Tori, we didn't even talk about it. We just went to sleep. Just about the only fantasy that we didn't check off was me getting to fuck her cream-filled pussy.

When I finished in the bathroom after getting up, she was awake and still in bed. I thought this was my chance to hop in and take her. She sat up in bed, told me how tired she was and how badly she needed a shower, and off she went.

"Damn, missed my chance. Maybe after her shower, though." I thought to myself.

She came out in a towel and I quickly went and wrapped my arms around her. She hugged me back, but it didn't feel intimate or sexual at all. I started to kiss her, but she pulled away, saying she hadn't brushed her teeth yet. I wasn't getting the vibe she was into sex that morning.

As she got ready to go, she seemed almost distant. I purposely visited her in the bathroom several times as she put on her makeup. I hugged and kissed her neck a few times, but still no reaction.

She quickly dressed in black tights and a loose sweater for the drive home.

"What, not going commando in a dress this time?" I joked.

"I just wanted to be comfy for the long drive home. But if you want me to change, I can," she said with little enthusiasm.

"No babe, I was just kidding." I let her off the hook. "Are you okay?"

"Me? Yes, why?" she replied.

"You just seem kind of... distant, maybe? I just wanna make sure you're okay after... you know... last night?" I offered.

"Oh yeah, babe. I'm fine. Probably a little hungover and really tired. What time did we get in? Like two or three?" she asked.

"I know it was past three. Not sure about much else." I laughed. "Are you okay with all the... umm, all the stuff that happened last night, though? You don't seem like you want me to touch you." I said with concern.

"I'm okay with last night. Are you? Are you bugged or anything?" she said, now also sounding concerned.

"Yep, I'm good! I think it was like... the hottest thing I've ever done! Or ever seen. Or ever even imagined. It was kind of... great I would say. You?"

"Me too. I mean, it was... crazy I guess? But I had a great time. Wow, now that I think about it, a lot of new stuff happened last night. You didn't mind me... 'being' with another guy?" she said, using air quotes with her fingers.

"I actually thought it was super hot and sexy. I loved watching you get sexually pleased. AS LONG AS I AM THERE!" I emphasized. "Never without me, of course."

"Oh, of course! I would never do anything without you, babe," she reassured.

"I know. Me neither, of course. So, we're all good?" I asked.

Becky came over, put her arms around me, and squeezed me tight. "For sure, babe, we're great," she whispered. "I'm just tired and I need some coffee. I love you. And I'm not meaning to be distant at all. Promise." She hugged me even tighter.

"Good. I love you too. You know, you kissed a girl for the first time last night. And did a lot more than kissing!" I spoke softly into her ear, which usually turns her on. "You sucked her nipples and licked her pussy and made her cum with your tongue. Then you got fucked by her husband's big, hard cock." I continued whispering in her ear.

Her breathing became more heavy. Maybe I was turning her on. Maybe I would get at least a quickie before we left.

"I did. I guess I'm turning into a little slut, huh?" she said quietly.

"No babe, you're turning into MY little slut. Which is one hundred percent okay. I liked what we did last night." I told her.

"Mmm. Good, me too. We better get moving, it's a long drive," she said softly.

I guess I wasn't getting hotel sex that morning, but I felt good about what we had said.

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We grabbed coffees and a bite for the drive and she seemed much more herself. I rubbed her leg a lot and sometimes would even rub her pussy outside her tights a few times. I could easily get my hand down the front of the loose sweater and rub her boobs some too, which I always enjoy doing in the car.

"I can take off my bra if that makes it easier," she offered.

"I'd never say no to that," I replied.

Becky slipped her bra off, and I put my hand back down her shirt and played with her perfect nipples.

"Wow, you're never satisfied, are you?" she joked.

"Not around you. You're too hot not to touch, babe." I offered back. She smiled. She liked how much I was attracted to her. I hope she always appreciates that I can't resist touching her.

Along the drive, we pulled into a rest stop. We'd both been drinking water, coffee, and electrolyte drinks to recover from the night before. It was a very nice rest stop along the highway, where truckers often stayed to rest. It seemed as if it was brand new.

We each headed into our different bathrooms. I was surprised at how large the men's room was, with at least 10 stalls in a long row. I just took a quick pee in one of the first ones and went to wash my hands when I heard something from a stall down the row. The sound didn't seem like someone using the bathroom, and I got curious.

I quietly walked down a few sinks and peeked through the small openings at each stall door. I reached the end and realized the sounds were coming from the last stall or two. I bent down and saw shoes in both of the last two stalls.

I was closer now and could tell the sounds were not just from someone using the bathroom. I walked down to try and peek into the last two stalls. I was shocked at what I saw!

There must have been a glory hole between those last two because I could see that in the second to last stall, a man was facing the side wall, and not facing straight ahead. The feet in the last stall were not facing straight ahead, either.

I stood completely still and listened. I could hear what sounded like oral sex. I moved further to try and see the action.

"Can I help you?" an agitated, deep voice sounded throughout the men's room.

I quickly turned and walked out of there, embarrassed that I was trying to spy on them.

When I walked out, Becky was there waiting. She could tell I was moving quickly.

"You okay?" she asked.

"Me? Uh, yea, yea, I'm okay." I spit out abruptly. "We should go."

"We should go? Is there something wrong?" she interrogated further. I guess my tone and choice of words made it obvious something was going on.

"It's, umm, nothing. Just something in the bathroom. We should probably go, though." I tried to play it off.

"Well, what? What was in the bathroom?" she pressed.

I lowered to a whisper, "There's a guy in there getting a blowjob. I think so anyway."

"What are you talking about?" she said aloud.

"Do you know what a glory hole is?" I kept whispering.

"Yea. Like a hole in a wall for a dick to poke through? Is there one in there? How do you know? Did you see one?" she rattled off questions.

"I didn't see it. It was in the last two stalls. But I walked down there and could tell what was happening." I explained.

"Did you see someone sucking dick in there?" she asked.

"Not really, but I could tell by how they were facing. And it sounded like it. They were definitely doing it." I told her.

"Really?" she asked, all excited sounding.

"Yep, really. So, let's... go?" I pressed, gesturing to the car. Becky had a curious look on her face.

"I want to watch," she said. I looked at her like she was crazy.

"Is there anyone else in there? I don't see any other cars. I was the only one in the ladies' room," she continued, trying to reason and convince me it was okay. Thinking about that deep, agitated voice, though, I thought going back in was not the best idea.

"Probably not, babe. One of them could tell I was down there and didn't seem happy about it." I explained.

"Oh. Well, that sucks. I've never actually seen one." I couldn't blame her for that. I hadn't either and was curious.

"Do any of the other stalls have, you know, a glory hole? We can go back in and I'll suck your cock through a glory hole if you want?" she offered with her sexy, irresistible smile. I couldn't tell if she was being serious or not!

I was super horny from that morning and it sounded pretty hot. I figured we could take the first two stalls, and we'd be pretty far from those guys. And the place was basically empty.

"I can go see if there's one in the first couple of stalls, I guess. It actually sounds really hot." I said, excited about this whole plan now.

"Ok, let's go in! First, make sure no one will see me coming with you." she held my arm and stayed behind me as we walked in.

There was no one in sight. It just looked like a large, empty bathroom. We quietly walked to the first stall and opened the door. No glory hole in the first one. We tried the next couple and still no luck. We looked at each other with frowns. We both wanted to try a glory hole blow job.

We got down to the end but I didn't want to be in the stall directly next to them. I stopped and figured we were out of luck, ready to walk back out.

Becky let go of my arm and quietly crept toward the last two stalls. I couldn't say anything or they would have heard me. I waved my arms at her to stop, but she kept taking careful steps and peeking through the cracks of the doors. I was worried this could go badly and reached to grab her arm to pull us out of there. Then the man's voice spoke again, but this time not as agitated.

"Anything I can help you with?" he said, this time with an inviting tone. He must have thought it was the same person as before, so he wasn't startled. Or maybe he thought if someone came back to watch or join the action, it would just add to the excitement.

Then Becky spoke up, "Can we watch?" she said up into the air.

I was violently shaking my head back and forth and mouthing "no", but not making a sound.

I'm sure they were not expecting to hear a woman's voice. I pulled her close and softly whispered, "What are you doing?!?"

"You wanna watch darlin'?" the voice answered back.

"If you don't mind," Becky answered, overly polite like Dorothy talking to the Wizard of Oz behind the curtain.

"Sorry guys, it's okay. We'll just be leaving." I interrupted.

"Nah man, it's alright. I don't mind y'all watching. How about you?" he asked to the next stall as he tapped on the wall between them.

"Mmm, hmm," another voice responded, sounding like he hadn't stopped sucking to get a full word out.

We heard them shuffle, then the second to last stall door slowly and only partially so we could barely see him. He looked out at us and toward the entrance to make sure no one else was there.

"Damn, you're a hot little thing," he said, drawing his eyes back to my wife. I kept my body in front of Becky's, but he could still see her obvious attractiveness. He opened the door further.

Inside the stall was a tall, well-dressed black man. He stood at least six feet four inches and seemed a very fit and muscular man. I would guess him to be around forty years old. He looked like a former pro athlete, with the build of an NFL receiver or something like that. At his size, and knowing there was still another man in the other stall, I realized I should probably be worried for our safety.

"So y'all wanna watch this guy suck my dick?" he said, smiling.

I wanted to answer first to show I was the one who spoke for us, but Becky chimed in ahead of me. "Yes, I would like to watch that," she said very breathy and still overly polite.

"Yes, if y'all don't mind." I included, so it didn't seem like Becky was speaking for both of us. I wanted to establish my position as the man here and her husband, but I wasn't sure it was coming across very well.

The other stall door had not opened yet.

I spoke up again, trying to get a feel for who he was and our safety. "So, are you guys truck drivers? Stop in here for a quickie, I guess?" Geez, what was I saying? Trying to make small talk? It was such an awkward situation.

"Not me," the man responded, "but I'm guessing he might be. White truckers love sucking my big black dick, so I oblige them sometimes."

"I see. That's, cool." I awkwardly replied. "So, you can keep going and we can watch. You know... if that's alright."

Becky was now pressed against my side, and her breath was heavy. She was either getting turned on or nervous. I know I was both.

"Can I see it?" she meekly asked.

"My cock? Sure. Are you ready, though? Once you see it, you might want more than that," he boldly replied.

Becky wanted to see his cock. I couldn't blame her. I wanted to see it too. I had never seen a hard black cock in person. Only flaccid ones in the gym showers and such. And at this guy's size, we were both guessing, and hoping, it would be a big one.

He opened the door the rest of the way. He was in nice dress clothes and I noted what looked like an expensive watch, high-end jewelry, and upscale shoes. He struck me more as a former pro athlete, or a businessman who spends a lot of time in the gym.

The bulge in the front of his slacks was undeniable. It went several inches down the material. He started to unbutton and unzip his pants, opening the doorway to what we were both eager to see.

He slipped the waistband and boxers down a little, reached down into his pants, and pulled out the largest, most impressive cock either of us had ever seen. It was like a big black cock you only see on porn, but live and in person!!

Becky's hand squeezed my arm and pulled into me.

"That is... impressive," I admitted to everyone there. I realized my heart rate and breath were faster and heavier. I could feel my cock increasing in my pants.

"Yes. It is... amazing." Becky's voice cracked. "It's... so big," she included between even heavier breaths.

"Want to come touch it?" he offered. I'm sure the offer was for Becky, although he didn't specify.

I wanted to raise my arm to hold Becky behind me, but I was so excited thinking about watching her small, delicate, milky hands wrapping around his massive tool, that I didn't move.

"Do you want me to touch it?" Becky whispered in my ear.

"Only if you want to, babe." I paused for a few seconds which seemed like an eternity. "Do you want to?"

"I kinda do, yeah. Just touch it. I've never seen one so big," she admitted in a low whisper. He was only a few feet in front of us, so he could hear every word we said.

"You want to come over here, or should I come to you?" he said nicely.

Becky moved from behind me to reveal herself fully. She backed up and leaned against the countertop behind us, indicating she would not approach him.

"Ok, I'll come over to you," he offered. He must have realized that we might be afraid of his general size and strength. He was being very cautious and slow with his movements.

As he walked slowly toward us as I leaned against the counter next to Becky. I stayed right next to her, so we never lost body contact. We were doing this together, as a couple, and I wanted to protect her if needed.

He stopped right in front of her. At his height, his cock was around Becky's mid-section. She reached up with both of her hands to his thick and amazing manhood.

My heart was beating so hard I thought the whole room could hear it. I'm sure Becky's heart was too.

She lightly rubbed her fingertips down each side of his cock, all the way down the head. It was as though she was exploring something that had never been discovered.

His cock had reduced to only semi-hard and was pointing mostly toward the ground. As her fingers lightly touched the smooth skin, his huge shaft started lifting, defying gravity.

Once it pointed straight out, Becky used both hands to wrap her tiny-looking fingers around the massive pole. Her fingers couldn't nearly wrap around the shaft. She was feeling the weight of it in her hands. I couldn't stop staring at her little, cream-colored hands holding and squeezing the stranger's amazing big black cock.

"Yeah, that feels good," he encouraged. "Go ahead and stroke it some. It will get even bigger than this."

"It will?" was all Becky could respond in a low whisper. Her hands maneuvered up and down his cock. She was stroking what looked like about nine or ten inches of cock at this point with long, slow motions. Every four or five strokes, her top hand would stop at the top and squeeze his head, which was just about the same girth as his shaft.

She wasn't just touching him as an experiment anymore; she was stroking his cock for him. Giving him sexual pleasure. Trying to make him fully hard, or maybe even trying to make him cum, I wasn't sure.

Her hands increased in pace a little, now at a nice rhythm, stroking him up and down. His cock was now harder and even larger than before, pointing upward near Becky's chest.

Becky can wrap both her hands around my six inches and my cock disappears in her hands. Even with both her hands stacked on his cock, she only covered about half of his length.

"Yeah, that's nice. Do you like how it feels? You can lick it if you want to. I'd love it if you did," he offered again politely and not pushy.

Becky quickly looked at me for approval and I back at her. I nodded up and down slightly and had to clear my throat to speak. "If you want to."

"That bulge in his pants is telling me he would love to see his hot wife suck a big black dick like this one. Right?" he said, having noticed our wedding rings by now, along with the bulge I had in my pants.

She looked down and took one of her hands from his cock over to me and rubbed my crotch over my pants. "Mmm, this is turning you on, isn't it, babe?"

"Well, yeah, how can it not? Watching you stroke his cock is amazing. If you suck him, I might explode right in my pants!" I admitted.

"I guess we'll see, won't we?" she replied in a sexy tone. We were much more relaxed now, enjoying the moment.

Becky returned both hands to his cock and stroked faster now. She was enjoying this more, really pleasing him. She squeezed with both hands together, starting with his balls, then the bottom half of his long rod, then the top half, then his head, until his pre-cum was visible at the tip. I thought she might lick the pre-cum off his cock, but she just used her thumb to rub it down on his cock as lube teasing him even more.

With him fully hard now at around 12 inches, the tip of his cock was even with Becky's boobs. She only had to lean over a little to bring her mouth directly over his head. She held his dark rocket right in front of her face. Her mouth opened, allowing her tongue to get the first lick of a black cock. Her head looked tiny next to his oversized manhood.

Her tongue lightly licked the tip of his head like a lollypop. Then again, and once more.

She looked up at me. "Do you want to see me suck his big black dick?" All I could do was nod up and down.

She opened her lips further and slid her mouth around the top half of his black helmet. She kept eye contact with me the whole time. I was about to explode right in my pants. Then she opened wider and the entire head was inside her mouth.

I couldn't believe what I was watching. My precious bride, sucking the huge black cock of a stranger while I watched. She was always very sexy, but I never expected her to become so dirty and slutty. And I loved it!

Her mouth had to be fully open to accommodate just his head. Her hands moved down the shaft as she tried to take more of his cock into her wanting mouth. I watched her lips inch further down, inch by inch, like a snake consuming a large prey. But he was the one with a python!

After getting a few inches passed his head, Becky retreated to catch her breath. She took one breath, then opened her mouth wide and went right back down on his cock. She was in full blow job mode at this point. I could tell she wasn't to get as much of him in her mouth as she could. His cock had to be fully erect by now, and for sure it was 12 inches long.

She would work her mouth three to four inches down his shaft, then push against him, forcing his cock a bit further down her throat, seeing how far she could go. She was sucking his cock for all she was worth. She tried to get further down with each plunge. She might have made it five inches down, which was impressive considering how thick he was.

Then he decided to help her out. He brought one hand up gently behind her head.

"Yea, take all you can," he encouraged. When Becky got as far as she could, his hand pushed her head further down, forcing another inch or so down her throat. He held her there for a few seconds, taking control, then released the pressure. She came up for another breath of air and gasped, then went right back down as far as she could! She was actually enjoying him force his cock down her throat! 

This looked and felt more like a porn video than any porn video I had ever seen. Except it was my wife and it was happening before my very eyes!

"Oh my. It's so big. That's as far as I can go," she said, taking a break, her hands continuing to stroke the top half of his wet, saliva-covered cock.

"You did great. I'm impressed. You can take more of it if you want, but not in your pretty mouth," he said. We both knew what he meant. He was asking if we wanted him to fuck her.

To be honest, I had never had the BBC cuckold fantasy before. I know it's many men's and even women's fantasy, but it never really crossed my mind. I always wanted to watch Becky have sex with another guy, but I got to see that just last night in the hotel. I was so lost in the sexual moment I couldn't say no to letting this black man take my wife with his giant cock.

She looked back up at me. "I don't know if I could handle how big he is," she said as if she wanted me to contradict her. I could tell she wanted to do it. She wanted to know what a big dick like this felt like inside of her.

"You can try, if you want to," I replied, giving her my permission.

"Do you have something with you?" I asked him about having a condom. I didn't realize at the time that the question was also giving him permission.

His hands reached under Becky's arms and easily lifted her up onto the bathroom countertop. His hands then slid down to the waistband of her tights and started sliding them off her hips and ass. Becky lifted herself off the counter to help him. Her shoes were already on the floor. I guess she kicked them off. He told her to lift up again and slid the fabric of the tights under her ass.

"That countertop might be cold. We wouldn't want that. We want this to all feel good," he said in a deep, slow tone.

There was my Becky, naked from the waist down in front of him. Her legs were still closed, so everything wasn't fully visible yet. We could only see the runway strip of hair she keeps above her perfect little pussy. This was my last chance to stop this whole thing. Part of me wanted to stop it, but much more of me wanted to let her have this experience and even more of me wanted to watch it happen.

He reached into his pocket and quickly displayed a condom packet with Magnum XL, or the like on it.

As he was opening the packet, he grabbed Becky's hand and guided it back to his big shaft. "Keep stroking me so I stay hard. I want you to feel the whole thing," he told her. Her hand eagerly returned to his cock and stroked him. Her eagerness is something I won't forget.

His hands rubbed over her chest, which reminded me she had taken off her bra in the car for me earlier. He felt her tits through her sweater.

"Lemme take off this top and see those nice titties?" he said, pulling her sweater over her head and handing it to me. No one protested at all.

He squeezed and played with boobs, which looked tiny under his massive hands and fingers. He pinched and twisted her pale nipples, making her moan.

"I gotta have a taste before I show how good a cock like this feels," he told us as his hands reached under Becky's thighs and lifted them. He squatted down until his head was in front of her wet and engorged pussy lips. His tongue took one long lick from her taint all the up to her clit. Becky moaned out. He licked her again from bottom to top. She moaned again, almost as if in pain. The pain of wanting and needing more. He pushed his tongue up inside her.

"Oh... Oh, yeah." Becky called out.

He kept his mouth pushed hard against her opening. I could see that he was maneuvering his tongue inside of her. She pushed herself against him, trying to get his tongue deeper. She was lost in her sexual desire.

He stood up and pulled the condom out of the wrapper.

I felt my heart beat through my chest again as I watched this enormous man place the condom at the tip of his 12-inch, massively thick penis, preparing to fuck my wife. Becky's hand went down to his balls while he rolled it down his shaft. She stared at the daunting pole, her mouth open and breathing heavy.

Her tiny white legs draped down from the counter. He reached his massive hands under her thighs and lifted them again toward her chest, spreading her legs and her pussy lips.

She looked so sexy and this was such an intense experience, that I had to take part in the action. I reached between her legs and felt how wet her pussy was. She was drenched. I only rubbed her clit and the outside of her pussy lips, wanting her to feel his girth filling her up.

He released one leg and reached down to guide himself inside her. My hand replaced his, holding one of her legs spread open. I liked being so close and helping prepare her body to be impaled. But it wasn't enough. I wanted to be more involved in this first-time event.

"Let me put it in her." I blurted out, surprising both of them. Becky's gaze never broke from staring down between her legs, at what she was about to experience. She was in that sexual trance I've seen before.

He released his dick, allowing me to hold it. I wrapped my hand around him. I couldn't believe a man's cock could feel like that. It was like wrapping my hand around Becky's arm. It was heavy and warm, even through the condom. I slid my hand toward the head and then pulled it toward her pussy. He reacted to my movements, allowing me to control his monster cock. Once the head was at her lips, I rubbed it up and down between her wet slit, applying more pressure with each pass.

Becky was already moaning as if she was being fucked. She wanted it so badly. But I wanted to tease her some more. I leaned in close to her face.

"Do you want it, baby? Do you want this inside you?" I stopped rubbing his head between her lips until she answered.

"Don't stop! Yes. Yes, I want it. Put it back, please!" she spoke in between moans and breaths.

"Tell me what you want. Say it." I resumed spreading her wet lips apart with his meat.

"I want you to put it in me. I want to feel it inside me," she begged.

"You want me to fuck your little tight pussy with this big black cock? Is that what you want?" I kept pressing.

"Yes. Yes, I want his big black cock in me. I want to fuck his big dick. Please!" she continued.

That is what I wanted to hear her say. She was so sexy and wanting. I slid my hand just passed the middle of his shaft, then pulled firmly on his dick, watching her wet lips open and wrap around his cock. My hand held tight on his shaft and landed against her vagina as half of his length entered inside of her. My hand stopped at her lips, keeping the rest of him from penetrating her.

"Ahh! Ahh!" Becky shouted so loud I was worried it hurt her.

"Are you okay, babe?" my tone clearly changed.

"Yes... yes," she muttered between breaths, "don't stop... I want it." her tone didn't change.

I pulled him back out of her as he moved along with me. He reacted smoothly to any force I put on him, allowing me to control everything. I pulled him back into her wanting hole with the same six inches of thick cock.

"Ahh, ahh!" shouted Becky loudly, but I didn't stop this time. I wanted her to get used to his size, so I only used half of his cock, with my hand stopping against her spread outer pussylips with each thrust.

I continued to fuck her pussy for about ten strokes, then I leaned into Becky's ear.

"Are you ready, babe? Are you ready for the rest of it? Ready to be fucked by this huge cock? My little slut..." I teased her.

"Yes. Yes, I'm your little slut. I'm ready for it." she could barely form the words.

I released my hand from his giant pole. I really enjoyed using it to fuck Becky. I imagined we would shop for a large black dildo in the near future. Or maybe a black cock extender that I can wear to fuck her with.

I stayed right next to Becky, still holding her left leg for him. He held her right leg and then wrapped his other arm around her waist.

"Fuck my little slut wife now." I offered to him.

He started back and forth on his own, but still only used about six inches of his twelve. It was like Becky was on some kind of drug that made her incoherent. She just looked down at the sexual sight with her mouth still wide open, moaning with each penetration of her body.

"You ready for more?" he asked. She just shook her head up and down.

He was about to go deeper and wider than she had ever felt before, and I was there to watch the whole thing. To watch my wife fuck a huge black cock. Like her, I was lost in a wonderland of sexual desire.

His next thrust was about nine inches, and Becky felt it, letting out another loud scream. He didn't show concern at all, though. I'm sure he'd done this to many women in his day. He held most of his cock in her for a little while letting her get used to the size, then he started fucking her again, but never pulling all the way out. He kept at least his first four to five inches inside her as he fucked her tight pussy. This must have been quite a new feeling for Becky, her pussy being fucked but staying filled at the same time. No wonder so many women love huge cocks.

Once he had a nice rhythm for a few seconds, Becky's legs started shaking with her first orgasm. Her moan was low and guttural, like nothing I'd ever heard from her during sex. Her whole body shook.

"That's right... cum all over my big cock," he demanded.

After Becky's body calmed down, his mouth went down to her chest. He sucked hard on one nipple, then the other one.

"Look at him, baby," Becky said to me. The sight of his larger size and dark skin against her little, white B-cup boobs was amazing. He could engulf almost her entire breast in his mouth.

She reached down, grabbed his massive tool, and pulled it back into her. "Keep going. Fuck me more," she begged him.

He released her nipple, and both his hands went under Becky's knees and around her back, pushing my hand out of the way. He controlled her entire body now.

He started thrusting into her, and her yells echoed through the bathroom with each one. I noticed for a moment, the other stall door was slightly open and the other man was peeking through, stroking his cock, I'm sure.

Another orgasm ran through her body. Her hands were against his chest, feeling his body move as he continued fucking my sweet, slutty wife.

I looked down at her pussy lips, amazed at how they were accommodating his size. I wondered what it would feel like if I fucked her right after he was done.

He was fucking her with full thrusts, but never got his entire length inside her. But, filling her with about ten inches, she was cumming again and again. I leaned over and kissed her. Her tongue shot into my mouth and attacked mine. She was swimming in sexual pleasure.

I moved to her ear. "Take that huge cock baby, cum all over him. Make him shoot his cum inside you." This sent her to yet another orgasm.

His pace slowed, and it was obvious he was about to cum. He pulled out most of the way but left his head still inside of her. We both watched the veins pulse and the huge shaft throb as he unloaded cum into the condom inside of her. Becky reached down and stroked him to finish his orgasm.

As he backed up, I took his place in front of my well-fucked wife. Her pussy lips were gaped wide and not even touching. I could have easily slipped a finger or maybe two in her without touching any part of her pussy.

Her arms and legs wrapped around me and we just held each other there for a bit. By the time we let each other go and I reached for her clothes, he was buttoned up and starting to walk out.

"Thank you both. That was unforgettable," he said as he turned to leave.

I help her pull her tights and sweater on. As she was coming back to earth, we smiled a few times as if to say, what just happened here?

We walked back to our car and drove off toward home. I was already looking forward to talking about what had just happened while we had sex. But, I'm sure she will need a day or two to recover from this.

I wondered how else Becky would surprise me by coming out of her shell.