A Trip To Boston

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A Trip To BostonA Trip To BostonI was in Boston on business and my wife flew in on Fridaynight to spend the weekend. I was pretty beat after a weekof long nights and my wife was feeling the effects also of a long week, so we decided to hang around the hotel Friday night.There was a nice restaurant there and after a good meal andsome wine we decided to unwind in the hot tub by the pool.The hot tub was relatively small, holding maybe a half-dozenpeople but it was quiet so the two of us just sat there sharingthe wine and relaxing. After about an hour we had emptiedthe bottle so I decided to go get another to take back to theroom to drink while we watched a movie. The bar was out ofthe Chardonnay we both enjoyed but sent up to the restaurantto get another. All in all I was gone about 15 minutes. When I got back to thehot tub I saw that another gentleman had joined my wife.He was sitting at one end and she at the other. They both werelaying back with their eyes closed. The jets were stillchurning the warm water. I knelt at my wife’s head and askedif she was ready to go back to the room. I must have startledher. She sat straight up, looked at me for a second and thensaid, “Yes. Let’s go.”Apparently I had woken the gentleman at the other end. Hesat up, opened his eyes and gave me a dirty look. I didn’tknow what that was about but he looked pretty well builtand I wasn’t looking to start any trouble with a big, blackguy. My wife was already out of the tub drying off so I justgave him a polite nod and we walked back to the room.I don’t think our room door had fully shut before my wifepushed dropped to the floor on her knees.. She pulled my trunks down equallyroughly and had me in her mouth before I knew what hit me.She is not at all aggressive but she was really going at it.The aggressiveness and the enthusiasm she was exhibitinghad me as hard as nails in no time. She stood up and slid hersuit down and straddled me. She lowered the warmest, wettestvagina right down on to me. And she took it all.I had never seen her like this. I started to k** her that theblack man in the tub must have really got her going. And shestarted giving it right back to me–telling me she’d loveto ride him. And I said I was going to go get him. And she saidhe’s hung like a mule. And I said he’s going to stuff his donkeydick right up her tight little pussy and just like that weboth had a mind blowing orgasm. She rolled off of me and laid on her side just looking at me.After a couple of minutes she said “well?” I said “Well, what?”“Well, are you going to go get him?”“You want me to go get him?” I asked thinking she was stilljust playing. We had fantasized during sex about including another, but I never thought she’d do it.She nodded a very serious nod. My normally shy wifeseemed uncharacteristically aggressive. “OK, I’m going, ” I announced waiting for her to stop me.“Hurry!”I got out of bed and pulled on some pants and a shirt and walkedback to the tub. My mind was whirling. We had talked aboutthreesomes but I had never really pictured it happeningthis way.How do you ask another guy back to your room? I’d have to mentionmy wife. Do I call her my wife? Maybe I could just go back andtell her he was gone? Maybe he would be gone? Would she stillgive me her butt just for trying? Maybe he didn’t like whitewomen. As I turned the corner to the hot tub he was standing rightthere. He was drying off. We had already made eye contactso I felt I had to say something. “Do you remember the blondethat was sitting here a few minutes ago?”“Remember? Yes, I remember, ” he sounded almost angry.“She was rubbing my dick with her feet. I had to sit here forten minutes waiting for my dick to go down so I could go backto my room. Oh, I remember!”“Well, she’d really like you to stop by her room, I mean ourroom, if you have time, ” I stammered.He cocked his head to one side, knitted his brow and thenslowly nodded his head. “Yeah. Yeah, I can do that. Giveme a couple minutes to go to my room and get some insurance.What’s your room number?”“We’re in 718… ” I said with heavy emphasis on the we’re.“Good. I’ll see you there edirne escort shortly, ” he said walking off.I walked back to the elevator wondering what the hell I wasdoing. My wife was rubbing him with her feet? Did I believehim? Would she do that with a perfect stranger? And now I’minviting him to our room? Was I crazy? She was as hot as I hadever seen her. She had practically devoured me. She camein seconds and with no foreplay.I put the key in the door and pushed it open. The room was darkexcept for the bathroom light that was on. There was a roundtable in the corner. She was sitting at the table and hadfilled both our wineglasses. She hadn’t bothered to puta robe on. Just sitting there naked sipping wine. I wasn’tsure what to say. I sat down in the other chair and took a longsip from my glass. Finally I said, “he’ll be here shortly.”She nodded. It seemed as if she had no doubt he would be coming.We just sat there in silence. Should I turn some music on?Maybe the TV for some background noise. Should I turn somelights on or should I shut the bathroom door so there wasless light? I mean after all she was sitting there naked.I didn’t know if she should put something on, if I shouldtake something off? We just sat there silently staringat the door.There were three sharp knocks on the door. I looked at Bobbiand she picked up her glass and took a long slow drink. I guessthat meant I was to get the door. I got up slowly, still unsureif I wanted to open it. I walked slowly across the room. Iturned and looked back at my wife, looking for a sign thatshe was going to change her mind. She just stared at me. Iopened the door and let him in.I walked back toward the table and said “my name is Ted andthis is my wife Bobbi.” Should I have used our real names?I didn’t have time to really think this through. My wifedidn’t get up but she did extend her hand, which also revealedher bare breasts. Her nipples were pointing straight out.“You can call me John, ” he said shaking my wife’s hand.You can call me John? I wondered if that was his name or ifhe was better at this than we were. He then placed a smallcassette recorder on the center of the table. “My insurance”,he said, “you understand.” When he said insurance earlierI had just assumed he meant a condom.He pushed the record button. “Now what can I do for you, ”he said, looking at my wife.“Can I see it?” she asked softly.“See what?” he said. Did I detect a British accent in hisvoice?“Your thing, ” she answered quickly.“I don’t have a “thing, ” he said. “Call it what it is.”“Can I see your penis?” she said louder and with more confidence.“Little boys have a penis. What do I have?”“A dick. Can I see your dick?” she sounded almost impatient.He was wearing athletic shorts, light blue, and ratherlong. He reached down and lifted his white polo shirt overhis smoothly shaved head. He looked to be six-one, maybesix two. His upper torso was muscular—not overly chiseledbut muscular. He was being very slow and deliberate in hisevery move. He was teasing her and he knew it. He looked rightinto her eyes and slowly pulled his shorts down. His penissprang out. It wasn’t hard but erect enough to stand outfrom his legs.He stood there facing my wife with his hands on his hips.“What do you see Bobbi?” he asked.“I see your dick, ” she said slowly.“What kind of dick Bobbi?”“A big dick.”“A what?”“A really big dick.”“Bobbi what color is it?’ he asked fully knowing the answer.“It’s black.”“Then what is it Bobbi?”“A big black dick. It’s a big black dick.”I sat down next to my wife. I didn’t know what to do. She wasjust staring at his penis. “Say it again Bobbi”. And she did.And it started to rise. “Again, ” he commanded and againshe said it and again it looked to grow. It was standing straightout from his body now and right at her eve level. “It’s gettingbigger Bobbi. It’s starting to get hard. Do you want to seeit hard Bobbi?”She nodded. “Then say it, ” he said.“I want to see it hard. I want to see your big, black dick hard, ”she said. I seemed to note a change in her breathing. Andthen she said it again. This time with no prompting. Andit escort edirne was still growing. The big round head was starting topoint skyward.“It’s not a dick anymore Bobbi. It’s a cock. Tell me what itis Bobbi.”“It’s a big, black cock, ” she answered without hesitation.“A big, black, hard cock.”“What do you want to do with it Bobbi, ” he asked.“I want it in me.”“Come on Bobbi. You can do better than that.”She reached up to grab his penis but he grabbed her wristbefore she got to it. She was trying to speed up this game,this slow erotic game of tease. But this was going to proceedat his pace. Or he didn’t want to be touched. “Touch yourself, ”he said firmly. I expected her to squeeze her breasts, maybepull her nipples. But her hands went immediately to clit. Shemoaned with pleasure. Her face was now eye level with his balls and I’msure his penis looked even longer from below it. “Say itBobbi.”“I want your big, black cock in my pussy. I want your hard,black cock in my pussy.” He had already trained her to sayit twice.That’s not a pussy anymore is it Bobbi. Tell me where youwant it.”I could see her upper arms moving now. She was rubbing herself.Her mouth was slightly open and her breathing was heavy.“I want your big, black cock in my pussy. I want you to ram yourbig, black cock into my hot, tight, pussy.” And with thatshe started to shake. She had rubbed herself to orgasm.And it was not lost on John. I believe it made him grow stilllarger and I think his breathing was starting to change.She got up slowly, her legs apparently weak from her orgasm.She walked to the foot of the bed, sat down and laid back.“Lay across the bed facing me, ” he told her. She turnedto do so. “Put a pillow under your head.” She reached up andgrabbed a pillow and placed it under her head so that shewas looking up at him. “Now put another one under your ass.”She did as she was told. “Now spread you legs. What am I lookingat?”“You’re looking at my pussy. You’re looking at my hot, wetpussy.”“Ted. Come here and get that pussy ready for me. Lick it andget it opened up and ready for me.”I got up and moved to the floor in front of her. I could seethat her lips were puffy and bright pink. The moisture wasobvious and her clit was very evident. I looked up at herand saw her erect nipples. There really wasn’t anyway tomake her any wetter. This was as wet as I had ever seen or tasted.I looked up at her again and saw that John was now standingbehind her head. His penis was directly over her head andshe was looking up at it. He laid the cassette recorder onthe one pillow remaining at the head of the bed.“Where do you want it Bobbi.”“I want your big, black cock in my mouth. I want to suck yourbig, fat cock.”“Open your mouth Bobbi.”John was holding her arms down, pinned to the bed. I don’tthink he wanted her touching him. I was looking to see ifshe was opening in her mouth and sure enough she was. Notonly was her mouth open but her head tilted was tilting backto give him a better angle. She was going to take him in hermouth. I kept licking her as she moved her hips to make bettercontact with my tongue. He lowered himself but was stilljust beyond her reach. “Ted, put two fingers in her. Now!”I did as instructed and as I raised my head I watched the big,round head of his penis dip into my wife’s mouth. And withthat she came again. Her lower body was shaking almost violently.Her pussy was flooding my hand and dripping down her butt.Her vagina couldn’t possibly get any wetter or any readier.Now it was my turn. I was going to make sure her tight rearopening was wet. Her hips were raising off the bed, makingit easier to lick her there. I looked up never losing contactto see that she was struggling to get more of him in her mouth.Her arms were pinned to the bed at the elbows but her shoulderswere raised and her neck straining back. I thought she wasmoving to enjoy my tongue but it seemed she was just aftermore of his penis.He pulled himself away from her and walked back over to myside of the bed. I slid out of his way and stood at the footof the bed still not knowing what to do or not do. He edirne escort bayan stoodlooking down at her and she looking back up at him. “Whatdo you want Bobbi?” “I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me now!”He knelt between her legs. Grabbing her legs by the backof her knees he spread her legs and pushed them back towardher chest. His penis was still wet from her saliva and herpussy was wet from my saliva. He lined himself up and everso slowly pushed it inside her. About halfway in he pulledout and did it again until he was almost all the way in. Bythe third push he was completely inside. He stopped movingand just held still. My wife’s head was still propped upon the pillow and she was looking down watching him disappearinside her. She started to move but he held her thighs tightto him. “Say it Bobbi. Tell me what you want and I’ll give itto you.”“Fuck me. Please. Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”He started to move in and out again. Slowly but faster thanbefore. “Keep talking Bobbi. I want to hear it.”“Oh fuck me. Fuck me with that big, black cock. Fuck me with it.”He started to move faster. She started to talk faster. And louder.“Ram that cock in me. Fuck me. Fuck me with that big, blackcock. Fuck my pussy with that black cock. Fuck me! Fuck me!FUCK MEEEE!” And with that she started to cum. Her head wasturning from side to side. Her mouth hung open. And her eyeswere finally closed. In fact she didn’t even open them whenhe pulled out and shot himself all over her stomach.He rolled over onto his back at the head of the bed. Slowlymy wife caught her breath and eventually opened her eves.Slowly she pushed herself up to a sitting position and thenspun around on her knees until her butt at the foot of thebed. She lowered her head. I didn’t know if this was my cueor not. What should I do? My penis was hard enough to poundnails. Should I claim my prize? I quickly entered her. One long, slow push until I was burieddeep in her butt. It was everything I thought it would be.I stared down at her crack feeling her tremendous tightnesssqueezing me. I was lost in the moment. I pulled out and thenwatched as I disappeared inside of her. I went very slowly, I watched as she sucked his hard cock in rhythm to me fucking her. After all I wentthrough to get here I wanted it to last forever. And thenJohn snapped me out of my trance when is deep voice asked“What’s do you want now Bobbi?”“I want you to both fuck me”“Oh, my. Bobbi, you are a very naughty girl.”She started to pump him too. I pulled it out and rammed itin her. She gave out a little yelp but she kept on pumpinghim. So I kept on pumping her. The harder she pumped him thefaster I drove it into her. I was going every bit as hard. And all too soon it was over.I let go deep inside her.I was no sooner out than she pulled away and straddled John.She grabbed him and lowered herself right down on him. Sherode him, her breast swaying and sweat forming on her brow.She bounced, she ground herself and she bounced some more.After a couple of minutes she crawled off and knelt alongside of him. He gave out a little sigh of disappointment.She ran her index finger down the length of his penis andsaid “John, tell me what you want? He looked up at her knowing exactly what she meant. “I wantto fuck that hot pussy. I want to ram my cock into that tight,white pussy!”She rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide. “Say itJohn. Say it”She wanted to turn the tables. She wanted to make him sayit. He crawled on top of her and said, “I want to fuck you.I want to fuck that hot tight pussy.”And with that he pushed it inside. “Fuck me with that big, black, cock.”“Squeeze my cock with that tight little pussy.”And for almost five minutes they went at it. One talking,then the other. Back and forth. Each giving as good as theygot. And when it was over she returned to the foot of the bedand sucked my cock. He laid there spent. She wanted it again and started to lick his limppenis hard again. I rammed her hard from behind. She told me she wanted me to cum all over tits, she jerked me off all over her flushed breasts.After I finished John gotup slowly, dressed and left. He forgot his cassette recorder.I turned it in to the front desk the next morning when we checkedout. But I kept the cassette. It was marked “Tape 6.” Everynow and then we play “Tape 6” on our bedroom stereo and I amrewarded.

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