We have all heard about men and women, somewhere between the ages of forty and sixty going through a mid-life crisis. This can be caused by many things and manifests itself in a variety of behaviors. In our case, we were just trying to recapture some of the excitement of our youth and ward of the loneliness of our children being grown, by purchasing motorcycles and riding and socializing with other like-minded mid-lifers.

My name is Jason, and my wife, Emma, and I were forty-seven years old at the time of this story. Our two children were grown and starting lives of their own, and Emma and I were trying to cope with being empty-nesters and missing our children. I am a successful attorney, and a partner working in a law firm in Omaha, Nebraska. We were fortunate that Emma was able to be a stay-at-home Mom, and she was especially restless and lonely with the kids out of the house.

One of my partners and I were talking at lunch one day, discussing my desire to find a fun hobby for Emma and me that would help us transition into a life without our kids being around all the time. His name is David, and he excitedly told me that he and his wife, Jaclyn, recently bought motorcycles and were riding with a large group of friends. I thought that hobby was mostly for free-spirited, blue-collar types and ruffians, and didn’t realize that there are many professional people who ride motorcycles. He said there are many lawyers, doctors, engineers and accountants in their group, and he made it sound like a lot of fun.

I talked with Emma about it at dinner that night, and she didn’t warm up to the idea, at least not at first. She was raised in a very conservative environment, and we had been church-going and conservative in our married life. She thought of bikers as the same stereotypes that I had and couldn’t imagine us socializing with those types of people. She knows and likes David and Jaclyn, and we had socialized periodically over the years.

We invited David and Jaclyn over for dinner on Friday night, and Emma became interested in riding motorcycles, after hearing how enthusiastic they were about riding, and how much they enjoyed their new group of friends. We decided to try it with them and rented bikes for a couple of months, so we could decide what types we wanted to buy, if any. We soon bought a big Harley-Davidson Electra for me, and a Sportster for Emma.

It was a lot of fun taking sometimes long trips on weekends, usually within two hundred miles of Omaha. Emma enjoyed our new lifestyle, and I think she was especially drawn to the clothing. Her personality seems to magically change when she wears the tight leather pants, boots and other Harley accessories. She was more free-spirited than I had ever known her to be, and she was even more sexually aggressive and imaginative in bed. She enjoyed it when some of the men flirted with her and she even flirted back. I couldn’t blame the men, even my partner, David, because she looks fantastic in those clothes. It aroused me in a way that I had never experienced before to see the men teasing and hitting on her, although it didn’t dawn on me at the time that other men might really try to fuck her.

Emma is a beautiful and full-figured woman, though not at all fat. She weighs one hundred and thirty pounds and is five feet and nine inches tall, with nice long legs. She has the kind of sensually appealing curves that drive men wild. Her facial features, light-brown eyes and below-the-shoulder, light-brown hair make her look amazingly similar to an older version of the actress Kate Beckinsale.

Her thick and muscular legs are shapely, and perfectly fill out the leather pants, which also accentuate her prominent, thick labia and a mouth-watering camel toe. It’s hard to pick what her best features are, but her big, firm, well-separated ass cheeks are tantalizing, and her 36DD breasts fill out her tight tops, and show cock-hardening jiggles when she walks and moves about.

Our sex life was becoming more exciting and varied, and she began to taunt me about the men who were flirting with her and how it made her feel so desirable. That always makes my cock hard and her pussy wet. She has even gone so far as to fantasize that other men were fucking her, which was totally out of character for her. She encouraged me to suck her pussy, for the first time in our lives, both before and after we fucked. We both enjoyed our new, heightened sexual relationship, and I was too naive to know where it was leading.

I'm a normal, broad-shouldered and handsome man at six feet tall and weighing one hundred and eighty-five pounds. I, like Emma, keep fit with periodic workouts, and I’m a confident man. My only shortcoming is my four-and-a-half-inch dick, but I never really got any complaints about that from Emma.

As we got more and more into riding, we enjoyed socializing with David and Jaclyn, as well as our other new friends. We had not previously been social drinkers, mainly because most of our friends were from our church. However, our new friends did enjoy drinking as part of the biker lifestyle, and Emma and I began to drink more and enjoy it with them. Whether we were on short rides or longer weekend trips, we usually ended up in biker bars. We were obviously able to drink more when we were staying over somewhere and didn’t have to ride while intoxicated.

The other men got even flirtier with Emma and a few of the other hot wives when everyone was drinking. The wives just took it in stride as boys being boys, and everyone relaxed in the atmosphere of the bars. I didn’t try to engage with the other women, and instead kept a close watch on Emma. Sometimes she would wink at me when David or the other men were dancing with her, and they took liberties rubbing her ass or the sides of her breasts. She reminds me of their touching her when we're in bed and uses it as part of our fantasies.

We eventually bought a small recreational vehicle and trailer for the bikes, so we could go on vacations to more-distant locations and save money on hotels, also avoiding uncomfortably long bike rides. The RV has room for two couples to sleep comfortably, and David and Jaclyn often travel with us. During the spring of the year following our first year in the group, we were able to start safely riding again after the snow melted. That’s when David informed us about the annual motorcycle rally that's held in Sturgis, South Dakota, during the first full week of August each year.

Sturgis is a small town of less than seven thousand people, five hundred and fifty miles and an eight-and-a-half-hour drive from Omaha. Amazingly, the event attracts motorcycle riders from all over the world, with attendance usually exceeding five hundred thousand riders. It was none too early to plan ahead, and I made reservations to park our RV in the Whitewood Campground and Events Center, which is only about eight miles and a ten-minute ride to Sturgis. David and I also scheduled our vacations for that week.

During the spring and early summer of that year, we traveled on several weekend trips, with David and Jaclyn sharing the RV with us. We were becoming closer to them than Emma and I had ever been with another couple. David is a good-looking man, just a little taller and more muscular than me, and he always seems to find opportunities to be close to Emma, even hugging her and kissing her on the cheek from time to time. It all appeared innocent at first, and Jaclyn not only didn’t seem to mind, but she was also more and more friendly with me.

Jaclyn is also a beautiful woman, with a body almost as voluptuous as Emma’s. It's hard not to get aroused when she sometimes kisses my cheek, and blows in my ear, as she whispers something to me. After a while it became common for us to dance with one another’s wives almost exclusively when we're in the biker bars. By mid-summer our intimacy had increased to the point that we were openly kissing, tightly hugging, and rubbing the asses of each other’s wives, mainly when everyone had been drinking.

David’s wife is a good kisser and I'm attracted to her, but it's even more arousing for me watching Emma with David. They sometimes tightly embrace and kiss for many minutes at a time, while barely moving on the dance floor. David is usually rubbing Emma’s ass, which looks fantastic in her tight, leather pants, and grinding his crotch against her stomach. She's also rubbing his back, and sometimes rubbing and holding his ass, so he would be even more tightly pressed against her. I got so turned on watching Emma with him, and I couldn’t help but think of our bedroom fantasies about Emma fucking other men.

One night near the middle of July, things got erotically out of hand. We were in a campground in Iowa that's located only a short walk from a biker bar. We drank more heavily than usual that night, since we didn’t have to ride to get back to the RV. After drinking and dancing for almost three hours, David was being more aggressive than ever, openly rubbing Emma’s breasts, and she was reaching down to rub his crotch. Jaclyn saw what was going on, and she began to rub my crotch, as I fondled her big tits.

We eventually stumbled back to the RV. Once inside, no one said a word as David took Emma’s arm and led her to the foldout bed in the front of the RV, as Jaclyn pulled me into the back bedroom and closed the door. I wasn’t so drunk that I didn’t know what was going on, and the idea of swapping spouses was exciting to me. Jaclyn quickly stripped off her clothes, and I got my first look at her fully-nude body. Her breasts are big and heavy, with not too much sag, and her thick labia were covered with neatly-trimmed, dark hair. I also stripped, and although Jaclyn didn’t say anything, I could tell by her body language that she wasn't impressed with my dick.

I sucked her breasts briefly before moving down to suck her pussy. She squirmed on my face and even held my head against her. I then moved up to fuck her and my dick easily slid into her wet pussy. At the same time, I heard Emma squealing with delight, moaning loudly, and having orgasm after orgasm as David fucked her. Hearing her making love with David was enough to put me over the edge after fucking Jaclyn for only two or three minutes, and I had a huge orgasm in her nice pussy, filling it with my cum. I knew that she had not had an orgasm, so I moved down to suck her pussy again.

Then it was her turn to squeal with delight as I sucked my cum out of her cunt and she said, “Holy fucking shit, Jason, I had no way of knowing that you're a muff diver and have a taste for just-fucked pussy, or any pussy as far as that goes. I mean shit, David won’t even eat me out before we fuck.”

It was so erotic eating out her pussy, and I continued sucking her until I noticed that the RV had gotten very quiet. I knew that David and Emma had to be finished fucking, and I soon heard her call out to me saying, “Come here, Jason, you’ve got to see this.”

Jaclyn and I got up, not bothering to put any clothes on, and went into the main room. I had known David for over twenty years and had even seen glimpses of his soft cock in the bathroom at work. None of that prepared me for the sight of his big, white cock, which looks like Emma’s forearm sticking up there. It looks to be maybe eleven inches long and is as thick as Emma’s wrist, with his egg-sized balls hanging down on the bed in his hairy scrotum.

I couldn’t help staring at his cock and must have been in a daze until I heard Emma say, “Oh fuck, honey, David’s big cock felt so good stretching my pussy, and it felt like he came buckets inside of me. Look at his cum just running out of me. Come clean me up, baby, you know that you want to.”

She had her legs spread wide on the bed, and her dark public hair was matted with their juices. His cum was oozing out of her labia and running down towards her ass, and I didn’t hesitate to dive between her legs and suck her pussy clean. That was the first time I had ever tasted cum, other than my own, and it was thick, salty, and a little bitter.

I loved the idea of sucking David’s cum out of my wife, and I kept licking and sucking as Emma said, “See, David, I told you that Jason loved to suck my just-fucked pussy, and I don’t think he even minds that it is your semen and sperm. Look at him lick all that slime up. Now if we ask nicely, I bet that he’ll even clean up your big cock.”

Sucking my partner’s cum from my wife’s cunt was one thing. Then Emma wanted me to suck his cock too. I probably wouldn’t have done it if I wasn’t still inebriated, but for some reason his cock looked good to me. As I leaned down and took the slimy head and the first several inches of his meat into my mouth, our wives were giggling, and David said, “Damn, Emma, I didn’t believe you when you bet me that he would suck my cock too. Look at that cock sucker go.”

I sucked David’s cock until he was almost hard again, and then stopped. We were all either sitting or lying back on the bed, with everyone smiling at me, when I said, “Whoa, guys, this is really embarrassing. I’ve never done, or even thought about doing anything like that before. I guess I got caught up in the arousal of the moment. I sure hope that you don’t think I’m a homosexual or anything and think any less of me.”

David grabbed his softening cock and shook it at me. Then he laughed and said, “No problem at all for me, partner. I loved watching you clean Emma’s pussy and then sucking my cock. Shit, man, I’ll let you suck me all the way off any time you want to. I’ll even bet that you weren’t able to satisfy Jaclyn with your little dick, and you probably ate her out too. This adds an exciting dimension to things. The rest of the couples will be happy to know that we have a slimy cunt cleaner in our group.”

I asked him what he meant about the rest of the group, and David replied, “We’ve been swinging and swapping with three other couples in our club. Those husbands have been complaining for months that they wanted a piece of Emma’s thick pussy, that they have seen poking out in those leather pants, but she never seemed to take the hint from their flirting. I told them that since Jaclyn and I know you guys so well, that I thought I could get you two to swap with us, and get things started.”

“Unless I’m mistaken, I think Emma will want to fuck those other men, who have nice cocks between seven and eight inches long, and very thick. And, Jason, the way she loved me reaming her nice pussy tonight, I’m not sure you could stop her if you wanted to.”

I just sat there for a few moments and thought of something else. Emma wasn’t on any birth control, since I had a vasectomy about ten years before. I knew from the amount of cum I ate from her pussy and the length of his cock, that he shot his full load of sperm deep inside of my wife, probably right into her cervix.

I looked at David and said, “You might not know that Emma isn’t on any kind of birth control. Didn’t you even think about that before you fucker her with your bare cock?”

David smiled and said, “I didn’t think about that until after I had already slid my bare cock into her hot, wet pussy. We always fuck bare in our swapping group because the wives like the feeling of being inseminated by other men. I loved the feeling of her wet pussy on my cock, and figured that if she didn’t say anything, then why the fuck should I care. I didn’t realize that she was unprotected until I was getting close to orgasm and she asked me to pull out when I ejaculated. I wanted just another second in her pussy, and then it turned to ten seconds. We were kissing and before I knew it my cock was throbbing and squirting deep in her cunt, and there was no way I was going to pull it out then.”

I looked at Emma and asked, “What the fuck, Emma? Why didn’t you stop him sooner?”

She gave me a sheepish smile and said, “I honestly didn’t think of it until I could tell that he was already close to cumming. I know that I should have stopped him, but after having such a good fucking with his big cock, I wanted to feel his cum shooting into my pussy. I’m sorry, honey, but we're probably okay. I just finished my period two days ago, and they’ve been very irregular lately. I’ve even started having hot flashes, so I’m probably at the beginning of my menopause. I think we’ll be alright. And to tell you the truth, that slight risk of getting pregnant made it so much more enjoyable for me.”

After Emma’s admission and apology, it didn’t seem to make any sense to dwell on it and spoil the euphoria of our adulterous lust. And honestly, it was a little exciting to me too, knowing that my partner had inseminated my wife’s possibly-fertile cunt with his huge cock. David suggested that we all go to the back bedroom, where the bed is bigger, and we had sex until the wee hours of the morning. I fucked each of the women, but they were more interested in David’s big cock. Of course, I cleaned the women’s pussies after each fucking, and cleaned his cock.

We went to sleep about the time the sun was coming up and slept until almost noon. Then we went to a local diner for brunch. Sitting around that table together, knowing what had occurred the night before, I knew that Emma and I had entered an exciting new phase in our lives together. It still bothered me that I had shared my wife with another man, and then sucked his cock, but the immense satisfaction and arousal that I got from that easily trumped the guilt.

Over the next two weeks David got us involved with the other three couples, and Emma loved fucking all those men. On the last weekend in July, she was fucked no less than four times by each of those men, and my stomach was getting upset from all the cum I had swallowed. David also took advantage of me at work a few times, encouraging me suck him off in the bathroom stalls.

It was finally time for our vacation, and we made the trip to Sturgis. One of the other couples that we had been swapping with was also able to go, and they planned to sleep in a tent next to our RV. It was exciting being in that huge crowd, and the sound of the growling engines, the smell of exhaust, and the glint of sunlight off chrome were only part of the exhilaration. There were people of every description, with an interesting mixture of professional, blue-collar, and even more-rowdy, gang-banger types. Many of the women looked sexy in their tight pants and low-cut tops and didn’t mind at all showing off their assets.

We enjoyed the exhibits, rallies, and other entertainment during the day. At night we went to the bars and ended up with all three of us couples back in the RV, sucking and fucking until we were exhausted. On the fourth night we were feeling adventurous and went to a crowded biker bar that seemed to cater to a more-unsavory crowd. Most of the other bars had a good mix of men and women riders, but this one had mostly younger, heavily tattooed, and dirty looking men, probably in their twenties, without many women. It was a normal bar layout in the front, with a game room in the back that has card and pool tables, as well as a big, cushy leather couch.

We knew that we had to ride back to the RV, so we tried to take it easy on the drinking. I’m a pretty good poker player, and I sat down to play at a table with mostly young men. Being older and having more experience, I thought that I had a good chance of beating those younger men. The rest of our group played pool and drank, as they watched us play.

I certainly had a good enough income to afford to play, but I had brought only two thousand dollars in cash with me on the trip, planning to make most of our purchases with credit cards. As I played and drank more, the stakes were slowly increasing. I had a bad streak with lousy hands and was down to my last five hundred dollars. The younger men were having a good time taunting me for losing so much to them. I hit some good luck on the next hand and was holding four queens and a ten.

The betting increased, and my last five hundred was in the pot. My last bet was raised, and I needed to come up with another one thousand dollars to stay in the hand. I asked Danny, the man who raised me if he would loan me the money to call his raise. I told him that I'm an attorney and that I'm good for it in case I lost the hand.

That discussion attracted the attention of my group, and they were all watching as Danny said, “No fucking way, old man. I don’t trust you with a thousand bucks. What do you have for collateral? Maybe you’d like to put that hot wife of yours in the pot. I’ve been looking at those nice tits and fine ass all evening.”

I laughed and asked, “What do you mean by ‘put her in the pot’?”

He replied, “Well, it’s pretty simple. You put her up for collateral, and if you win the pot, you take the money. If I win, then my buddies and I get to spend two hours with your wife, any way we want to. We’ll stay right here in the bar and use her for our own entertainment. Maybe we’ll make some money off that fat pussy of hers too.”

I could hardly believe that he was so crude, and there was no way I was going to put Emma up for something like that. I was slowly resigning myself to losing the rest of my money, when Emma stepped up behind me and looked at my hand. She knows how to play poker and knew that I had a good hand. She leaned down, revealing her deep cleavage and pendulous breasts to Danny, and whispered into my ear.

She spoke loud enough for everyone to hear and said, “Go ahead and bet him, honey. You’ll take the pot with that hand and teach him a lesson. All he’s going to get from me is a nice long look at these nice tits.”

The room went quiet as I struggled to decide. I turned in my chair and looked her in the eyes before asking, “Are you sure about this, honey? If I lose the hand, we won’t have any control over things here, and it could get pretty nasty. You’d better be sure.”

She looked at me and smiled, saying, “I’m sure, honey, so go ahead. But if you do lose, you're damn sure going to do your part to help me in whatever they have in mind. So you fucking well better be sure too.”

Danny and his five buddies were smiling, as I accepted the bet and laid down my hand. When he didn’t quickly follow laying down his hand, I thought I had won. But just as I was reaching for the pot, he put his hand on mine and said, “Not so fast, old man.”

Then he laid down his cards one by one, revealing an eight-high straight flush. I was stunned and sat there in disbelief until he said, “Damn, this is going to be fun. Bring your bitch over to the couch and undress her for me. I haven’t had any cougar cunt in quite a while.”

Our friends looked as shocked as I was as I led Emma to the couch. I first pulled off the low-cut tank top that she was wearing braless. The young men were oohing and ahhing as her big breasts swung and jiggled into view. It was warm in the bar with no air-conditioning, and I then peeled down her tight leather pants which were sticking to her because of the sweat. I was worried about how things would go, but very proud of the way she looked. Her hairy labia were thick and already damp from her natural wetness and the sweat.

Emma winked at me as Danny pushed her back onto the couch. That’s when I knew that she really wanted to be used by the men. He began sucking her breast and fingering her pussy, as he unfastened and lowered his pants.

He then moved up and pushed his cock into her mouth and said, “That’s it bitch, suck it, and get it all nice and hard for me.”

She sucked his cock and it hardened to a very thick nine inches that just barely fit into her mouth. Then he pulled Emma up, and leaned her over the armrest at the end of the couch, and began fucking her from behind. One of his friends sat on the couch in front of her with his legs spread, and he pulled her mouth to his thick, eight-inch cock. Emma was moaning as she sucked and pushed back against Danny’s cock.

Those young men didn’t last long, and Emma was soon choking down a mouthful of cum, as Danny’s ass began clinching and he filled her cunt with his cum. I wasn’t sure if I should move in to clean her pussy, and before I could decide, one of the other friends moved in behind to fuck her with his thick, seven-inch cock.

He had just started fucking her when he said, “Damn, Danny, you greased this old cunt up really well, and it’s almost too slick for me. Maybe we should get her hubby to clean her pussy up between fucks.”

He kept fucking her and it only took him a couple of minutes to shoot his load. Then Emma moved to sit on the edge of the couch and spread her legs. I got on my knees and began cleaning her pussy and licking up the cum that had leaked down her thighs, and everyone watching began to clap and cheer. While I was cleaning her, another one of the men came to sit next to me and began sucking Emma’s breasts. When I finished cleaning her up, he pulled her onto his lap, with her back to his chest, and pushed his nice, nine-inch cock into her pussy. Another man got up and stood on the couch, straddling their legs, and pushed his cock into her mouth.

After Danny and his five friends got their rocks off the first time, he began offering her to the other men in the bar for one hundred dollars a fuck, and fifty dollars for a blowjob. Everyone was standing in a circle around the couch hooting and hollering and waiting for their turns.

That’s the point when Jaclyn started stripping off her clothes and said, “Sorry, David, but I’ve got to get me some of this hard, young cock and cum too.”

That began a frenzy of fucking, sucking and lust that was attracting a bigger and bigger crowd. I was cleaning both Emma and Jaclyn during the brief lulls in the fucking, and soon the men were using all the women’s holes. It started when one man was laying back on the couch, with Emma on top and fucking him. Another man saw her nice ass sticking up there and spread it with his hands. He saw her asshole and realized that it was already lubricated from the cum of the other men, and he climbed on top and pushed his cock into her ass. His cock is only about six inches long and not very thick, so that was a good introduction to double-penetration for her. She was soon moaning and thrusting back and forth between those men and loving every minute of it.

Once the men saw her take it in the ass, then both she and Jaclyn were continually being used in the mouth, pussy and ass. I had eaten so much cum by the time two hours had passed, that I was completely sober. And I had the new experience of sucking their cum-filled asses clean too. When I called a halt to the fucking, there were still men lined up to fuck the women, and our wives wanted more cock. I could hardly believe that my not-so-long-ago conservative wife was then a whore for cock and wanted all she could get.

I helped her pull her leather pants back up on her cum-soaked legs, hips and crotch, and then she put on her t-shirt. I didn’t keep an exact count, but I estimated that Emma and Jaclyn together had fucked and/or sucked at least fifty men, and some more than once. Danny had made a lot of money at our expense, but somehow, I wasn’t a bit resentful. In fact, I enjoyed seeing the many examples of cocks in all shapes and sizes. Many of them are in the six to seven-inch range, but there were plenty that are eight, nine and even ten inches long. I didn’t want to expose my hunger for cock meat in that crowd, but I wanted to suck many of them.

It was midnight when we were walking out of the bar, to the boos of the men who still wanted to fuck our wives. As we were outside getting onto our bikes, there was a group of six black men, who looked to be in their twenties, walking quickly towards the bar.

I overheard a passer-by asking them what the rush was all about, and one of the black guys answered, “We heard that there were a couple of white cougars in the bar who were fucking anybody and everybody with a cock. We want to get me some of that white cunt too.”

Word of our fuck fest had obviously spread through the town, and I had no doubt that Emma and Jaclyn would be famous for being such whores. And I knew that I would also be known as the cunt-cleaning husband, who couldn’t seem to get enough cum to eat. We drove slowly back to the Whitewood Campground, and there were still plenty of bikers up partying. Our wives reeked of cum and pussy, and we got them into the shower, one after the other, to wash away the slobber and cock juice from their bodies.

After their showers, we were sitting around talking about the experience in the bar, when we heard the distinctive rumble of motorcycles approaching the RV. A minute later there was a knock on the door, and I found standing under our awning those six black men who were previously walking towards the bar.

One of the men introduced himself as Noah, and said, “Sorry to bother you all so late. One of the men at the bar told us where you were staying. Look, we missed the action at the bar, and were wondering if your ladies are up for some more action. We know that you must be tired, but there are just six of us. We're horny as fuck and promise to take things as easy as you want. We sure would like some of that white cunt and ass, and we’re willing to pay for it.”

I excused myself to talk with Emma and Jaclyn, to ask them if they were ready for more cock. I explained that it was six black men who were willing to pay. As tired and sore as our wives were, they were interested in trying black cocks. I also saw that as a chance to recover the money I lost playing poker. At that time, I hadn’t heard any of the old wives' tales about the sexual stamina of black men and their big cocks, so I thought it would be a quick six fucks or sucks and the men would be gone. I thought two thousand dollars would be the right amount for that much action and imposing on us so late.

I went back to the door and said, “Okay, guys, for two thousand dollars you can have all the fun you want with our wives. They're tired, but ready for more. And just so you know, we will be here with them when you’re together.”

The men pulled out their wallets and pooled their money, handing me two thousand dollars in cash. Then Noah said, “You can both stay and watch for all we care, and we especially want you there. We heard that you’ve got a taste for just-fucked pussy, and we’d like to see you sucking on their cunts after we slime them. And if you’ll do that, you might like to suck some black cock meat too.”

Noah and his friends came into the RV, and it was crowded in there. They began to remove their closes, and my senses were overwhelmed with the aroma of their sweaty bodies after a long day in the August heat, and their natural, musky aroma. All the men have long, thick, uncircumcised cocks that were hanging down between their legs, and even though soft, they ranged from about eight to ten inches in length. I could hardly wait to see how big they got when hard. They also have egg-sized balls that were hanging low in their sacks. I was immediately turned on by the raw sexuality of their genitals and hard, muscular bodies.

We pulled out the guest bed for Jaclyn, and Noah and one of his friends pulled Emma back to the main bedroom. I followed and watched as he pushed Emma back onto the bed, and straddled her chest as he pushed his thick, black cock into her mouth. I was hungrily staring at those big cocks, and the other man correctly interpreted my fascination with them. He pulled me to the bed and placed a hand behind my back, encouraging me to go down on him.

He smiled at me and said, “I can tell that this is your first experience with black fuck meat, and you seem to want a closer look. Come and suck this for me to get it hard, so I can fuck your white whore wife after Noah unloads into her.”

I had already been sucking off David and three of the other men in our group, so it didn’t seem like such a big deal to suck him. His foreskin was oozing with precum and I liked the rubbery texture of his skin. I sucked hard on his meat, and soon had the head and first five inches of his shaft in my mouth. I sucked him hard enjoying the taste of his meat and juice, as well as his strong, musky smell. He became more aggressive, holding my head on his cock and thrusting into my mouth.

Then he said, “That’s it cock sucker, get a good taste of the black cock that going to inseminate the slutty cunt of your pretty white wife.”

That was my first real experience with black people, and I have to admit that I never liked them that much. It’s not that I’m a racist, either. I just didn’t think I had much in common with them, and probably did look down on them to some extent. I felt his strength and had new feelings of wanting to be submissive to him. He was forcing his thick, black cock into my mouth and I smelled his musky aroma and saw his kinky hair and skin. I felt his meat grow in my mouth, and it was finally hard at twelve inches long and thicker than David’s cock.

I had a new appreciation and desire to be used by him and other blacks. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and pushed me back on the bed as he straddled my head. I was ready to do whatever he wanted. He pressed his huge sweaty balls to my mouth.

He grinned down at me and said, “That’s it, white boy, get my sweaty balls all clean for your wife.”

The smell was strong being pinned under him that way, and I licked and sucked trying to please him. It was hard to hear with him on top of me like that, but I did hear the muffled moans of both Noah and Emma as they had their orgasms together. The other man then climbed off me, and they both lifted Emma onto my face to suck her pussy clean. Then the other man fucked her as I cleaned Noah’s slowly deflating cock. Following that, I was pulled into the main room to clean Jaclyn’s pussy after her first fucking.

Those men fucked Emma and Jaclyn for hours, with me cleaning everyone up after each fucking. I could hardly believe their stamina and quick recovery. Before it was over, each of our wives had been fucked ten times, and the RV reeked of the smells of sweat, pussy juice and cum. The sheets on both beds were wet with their fuck juices. We finally crawled into those beds to sleep at about 5:00 am and woke up to the aroma of stale fuck slop at noon.

We all got cleaned up and rode back in to Sturgis for lunch. Even with the hundreds of thousands of people in town, there were several men who recognized us and knew that our wives had pulled a very long fuck train the night before. Some of them winked or made lewd comments, and it was a strange feeling to be sitting there with women who were known to be whores for strange cocks. We enjoyed various events for the rest of the day, and then went back to the RV for a night of rest, with no fucking. Emma and Jaclyn were sore from the men the previous night at the bar, which was compounded by the aggressive fucking of those six, huge-cocked black men.

I thought the gang-fucking was behind us, until we went back to the same bar the next night. There were dozens of men who were willing to pay to fuck Emma and Jaclyn, and they were up for it. We charged the same one hundred dollars for a fuck and fifty for a suck job. Between the two of them they fucked another fifty men that night, but it was spread out over four hours, with many of the men wanting to spend time sucking our wives’ breasts before they fucked them.

Following that trip to Sturgis, our weekend trips with our riding group took on a whole new purpose. Two of the other wives who we had been swapping with decided to join Jaclyn and Emma in fucking strangers in bars for money. None of us needed the money; it was just fun seeing them treated as whores and getting paid for it. As our taste for adventure and excitement grew, we began looking for bars with rougher and tougher patrons, and some of them were even gangs. We also frequented bars that catered mainly to blacks, and all the women enjoyed those big cocks and more-aggressive fucking of the black men. And of course, I continued being the clean up man for all the women, and even sucked a few cocks for real along the way.