It began as any ordinary day. Julie was in the kitchen cooking breakfast for James and me, and listening to the radio. As I came down for breakfast, I noticed Julie was a little nervous. I could tell that there was something else bothering her. Maybe it was the prospect of her date with James at the end of term dance at the university that evening.
Julie went out shopping to find something to wear that evening. She arrived home and, with barely a wave to me, took off her clothes and jumped into the shower. To my delight, Julie asked me into the shower and told me I could help wash her for her "date". It was sexy to sponge down my gorgeous wife's body knowing that tonight her lily-white flesh would be entangled with a black man.
Julie rebuffed my attempts to kiss her or overly fondle her and she seemed to enjoy watching me suffer cleaning her body. Finally, she instructed me to sit on the toilet and watch her rinse her body. Julie allowed me to towel dry her sexy body off and then go to the bedroom where she had me rub scented cream on her. I then sat watching Julie looking in the mirror as she put on her earrings.
I lay back on the bed and watched as my wife picked through her dresser drawer and pulled out a very sexy white, see-through g-string. She slipped them on and it was easy to see her blonde pubic bush through the sheer material. My cock was straining in my pants as it stiffened to an erect state. I couldn't believe how turned on I was getting.
She turned to me and said, "What do you think so far? Do you think this might cause a stir?"
I could barely speak. "Perhaps," I said.
She then spun around and continued to thumb through the drawer until she pulled out white holdup stockings, which she then proceeded to pull over her shapely legs. When they were completely on, she walked over to the closet and reached for a white mini dress that she had bought. Her nipples and her breasts were clearly visible through the thin material. The tops of the stockings were partially visible as she walked over to the mirror and started to apply her makeup.
I went downstairs to get a drink. James was on the settee looking dapper and sophisticated in a good suit. He was waiting there for Julie. He didn't say anything, just gave me a sly grin.
Julie looked radiant as she made her way downstairs. James got off the settee. "Wow, you look fantastic," he bellowed.
She then walked over and hugged me again saying she wouldn't be out too late tonight and not to worry. The taxi arrived. I watched as James led her down the path and into the taxi.
Time passed, and by twelve o'clock I decided to try and get some sleep. I dozed off for a while only to wake again at one a.m. Julie had still not made it home. My heart began to beat harder in my chest and I felt that familiar feeling of uneasiness. I must have fallen asleep. When I glanced at the clock again it was after two in the morning. I lay there in total darkness, wondering when my wife would be home.
I heard Julie's voice out in the front room. She was laughing and I figured she must have arrived back home while I was sleeping. But there was more than just her and James's voices I could hear. I heard her ask if they wanted a beer and a flurry of men's voices replied, “yes.”
I was lying on the bed listening when the door opened and Julie walked into the bedroom. She leaned down and kissed me on the lips. She asked me to come downstairs. My heart was racing as I got up out of bed and followed Julie downstairs into the living room.
To my shock, I was greeted by two very large black men and James, all on the settees drinking beer. The two guys stood up and extended their hands out for me to shake. Their hands were twice the size of mine. I must have appeared very pathetic standing in my shorts with them towering over me. They introduced themselves as Rob and Al, college friends of James.
"Hey, little slut, why don't you take off your dress?" James suddenly asked. I was a bit taken aback, because I didn't know how Julie would react, but Julie didn't care. She smiled and with one quick motion, her dress was off, exposing her small body to these three black guys.
“Your wife has small but beautiful tits," Rob said and winked at me. I smiled, not knowing what to say. This was a bit awkward, but still a major turn-on, as Julie stood there with just her white thong and white stockings. Stunned, I didn't say a word. Sensing my weakness they went for the kill.
My wife started laughing nervously as James lifted her head up and twisted it towards him. James gently dipped her head down so he could bring his mouth to meet hers. She moaned a soft guttural sound as she opened her mouth for him. They locked up in the most passionate kiss. She must've been so fucking hot to kiss like that.
She started to pet his hair and stroke his back. He told her to lay back. She giggled and dropped back on the couch. James lifted her legs up and brought them tight to her chest. She turned her head towards me as he slid her thong down exposing her blonde, trimmed pussy. With a look of sheer evil, she scrunched her face and blew a kiss to me as she spread her legs for his tongue. Fondling her tits, he started mauling my wife's pussy in front of me. He put his hands under her ass and lifted her petite body up a little so he could suck her flange.
I was throbbing hard at the way she was acting. She looked absolutely beautiful getting pleased like that. She was getting off using her power to humiliate and satisfy me all at once. She cocked her head back and looked at Al standing behind her. She looked at him upside down as he strolled over releasing his cock from his trousers.
His cock was hugely fat, about the circumference of a coke can and about eight inches long. She smiled and opened her mouth hungrily, taking just the tip in her mouth and sucked greedily on it. She was orgasming like crazy from James's tongue, while Al was face fucking her.
After her screaming orgasm, Julie said she needed a couple of minutes' break and the guys went 'Ahhhh' in unison. My wife laughed and said she'd only be a minute and would be right back. She was really loving this. She had this almost starved look in her eyes - like she could not get enough and would do anything to get it. And that was exactly how she acted. When she returned, she began telling everyone to undress. James, Al and Rob started to take off their evening suits. Within minutes all three were naked, including me.
I looked pathetic compared to their towering muscular bodies. James with his twelve-inch cock, Al with his fat coke can cock and Rob, whose cock was a combination of the two, a bit shorter than James's cock but as fat as Al's cock. In fact, the sheer weight of his cock, although hard, was pointing towards the carpet.
'Oh, my god,' I thought. 'This is obscene. How can any man be that big, and how can a woman accommodate this monster into her body!'
In turn, Julie went to all three of them, giving each of their cocks a good squeeze. She leaned forward and gave all their cock heads a peck, apart from my own six-incher.
James guided her to the stairs and we all followed them upstairs to our bedroom. He threw Julie on the bed. I had never seen such an erotic sight – the long slit of her cunt visible, the outer lips framed by a full tuft of hair. Gaping open a quarter inch, her cunt glistened with her lubricant. She looked very vulnerable.
Cock in hand, James guided the knob to her cunt. Then, as the head spread her lips to gain entry and he felt securely lodged in her sweet, warm embrace, he pushed forward and in one swoop entered her to the root of his cock. Holding himself still for a moment, savouring the sensation of her clinging body, he grunted.