0 comments/ 184397 views/ 21 favorites African Honeymoon By: hema_willams The first time that I ever had a black cock was when I was 18 and on a trip to Africa with my new husband Omar. We were on the 2nd week of our Honeymoon when one night in the hotel INN, Omar, my husband who is an anthropologist and is 33 years old, was talking to a group of old black men about their tribes and customs etcetera. It was very warm, no, very HOT. So I was wearing a bikini top and mini-skirt, no panties or stockings as I was longing for a cool breeze to waft up between my legs and cool me off. I was having a miserable time just hanging around waiting for Ben and drinking when this really gorgeous African man came over and introduced himself to me. He told me his name which I couldn't pronounce but it sounded a bit like George, so that's what I called him. We talked and danced for a couple of hours and as I'd had a few drinks, I didn't object when his hands started to roam, squeezing my bottom and playing with my breasts. I was actually enjoying it as Omar had been neglecting me a bit. Being on Honeymoon, I thought that we would be having sex night and day but maybe because Omar is so much older than I am, we had only done it 3 times in 9 days. Then George asked me to go outside for some air. I was going to tell my husband that I'd be right back but he was so engrossed in talking that he hadn't even noticed me dancing never mind notice me going outside with a tall black African. The store, the church and the hotel were the only solid wooden structures there. The only other buildings were grass huts. That is except for a small wooden barn that we found when he took me around to the back of the hotel. He was kissing me and I was really drunk and just having an awesome time kissing him back as I was being groped by this very handsome and exotic, black man. We went into the barn and lay down on the straw. I slipped my bikini top down and let him suck and squeeze my breasts. My legs were spread and he was between them. I knew what was happening when I felt his hard cock brushing along my inner thigh; and I loved it. I was longing to feel his cock start to penetrate me. I remember it felt really good as it slipped inside. He was kissing me and pumping his lovely cock into me. I was just moaning and holding on. It was very warm and steamy in the small barn and we both were sweating and breathing heavy as we kissed and rubbed and fucked. I was very close to having an orgasm when I opened my eyes and looked over his shoulder to see three tribesmen watching us. My first thought was panic, but just then George really started to fuck me hard. He was groaning and slamming into me. I knew he was cumming. Then I could feel his hot cum flood my pussy as he squirted it deep inside me. I was lost in passion and I just closed my eyes and thrust my pelvis into his. I was still very close to cumming, when he started to slow down and he whispered some things in my ear that I didn't quite hear as he finally stopped. He kissed me and smiled as he pulled his cock out. God I felt so empty as I felt his cum seeping out of my pussy. He got up and pulled his pants up. I was still lying in the straw. I sat up a little and closed my legs and covered my breasts with my hands. As I opened my eyes, I could see that there were now six tribesmen, who were wearing only loincloths; looking at me and smiling and discussing me in their own language. I knew I was really drunk, but I must have been completely insane too, because instead of screaming for my husband, I exposed my naked breasts to the tall black natives and, as I looked down at my breasts, I let my leg fall open slightly; I knew they could all easily see my pussy. I looked up and all I really remember is the necklace of 'lion's teeth' that the 1st big tribesman had around his neck, as he was pushing in between my legs. I laid back and closed my eyes as I felt his cock find my pussy. He rubbed it up and down in my pussylips before he finally slipped it inside of my grateful pussy. I must have been the first white girl he had ever been with because he fucked me hard for about one minute before he was groaning and shooting his spunk inside my cunt to mingle with George's spunk. I loved it. All I remember is that the men were older; much older than George. They all seemed like wild tribesmen, so they must have loved getting between the legs of such a young, white girl. A couple of them were brown and a couple were jet black, but they all loved fucking me and everyone of them pumped a load of spunk deep inside my pussy. As the last man fucked me hard and finally shot his load inside my completely loose and sloppy pussy, I just laid there in a pool of cum, sweaty and exhausted. The man was still on top of me breathing hard and I could still feel his pulsing cock inside me as his cum spurted out around it and down over my arse. I never really had an orgasm during sex before. But that night, after the second man fucked me, I swear I never stopped cumming. With each new cock, my orgasms grew stronger and stronger. I was moaning and kissing and letting these savages fuck me and suck on my nipples. God, I was in cock heaven! When the last one had finished fucking me, I noticed that George and his friends were still looking at me and smiling. Somebody said something and George nodded. Then George pulled me to my feet. I pulled my top back on and straightened my cum soaked skirt. George walked me a little further through the village huts and away from the hotel. I could feel all the men's spunk pouring down my legs, running down my inner thighs and calves, and down onto my ankles and bare feet. I had lost my shoes in the barn. I was still very drunk and shaky from that unbelievable sexual experience. The tribesmen followed along behind us. We entered a long hut. It was quite dark inside and I could barely see. There was a slightly raised platform in the centre of the hut and I could see a couple more tribesmen in the shadows. George walked me to raised platform. I looked back towards the entrance of the long hut and I saw the men there. I guessed that there must have been at least 10 or maybe even more. I felt George kiss me and reach down and squeeze my cum smeared arse cheeks. I felt hands from behind and mouths kissing my neck, hands on my tits and groping my pussy. I don't know, I guess I just lost control because the next thing I knew I was on my knees on the platform, sucking black cock like a complete slut. I loved tasting those sweaty cocks. Some were pretty big and others average. A couple of the men came in my mouth before they lined up to fuck my sloppy, cum dripping pussy. I was completely lost. Men were fucking me and I was sucking cock after cock, men sucked and rubbed and pinched my nipples and I just started to cum again. I swallowed a couple more hot sticky loads and I felt a couple more men cum deep inside my cunt. I had a thick cock all the way down my throat, I could feel his cum pumping right down and I barely had to swallow his thick wads, when I felt someone trying to slip his cock into my arse. I'd had anal sex a few times before, but I wasn't too sure about this but they weren't asking my permission, they just used me any way they wanted to and the next thing I knew he was fucking me in the arse as some other man gave me his cock to suck. I must admit, it felt really good. A cock in my mouth and one deep in my arse. I was just a complete slut at that point. I felt so full. So full of lovely big black cocks. My pussy was still tingling from all the cock and cum I'd had earlier, I was just delirious. I was sucking and moaning, I could feel the big cock slipping in and out of my tight little arse, his cock felt so big that it hurt a little at first, but he fucked me real slow and easy before he let out a groan and shot hot cum deep in my arse. The next man fucked my pussy and got his cock nice and slippery, then he fucked me in the arse too; and the next man and the next man and the next man. I don't even know how many of them thrust and pumped my arsehole full of their cum, it must have been at least 7 or 8 of them. I just sucked cock after cock and swallowed load after load as the tribesmen banged my arse until it was pretty loose and sloppy too. After about the fourth or fifth man, my arsehole felt kind of like my pussy but just a little tighter, so as each new man fucked my arse, his initial penetration wasn't uncomfortable, in fact, it felt good. I could have easily satisfied 20 men with my arse. I don't know where it ended or how long I was gone, but at some point, the last man moaned and squirted his load into my mouth and I swallowed it down. I never even saw the black tribesmen leave, but when I finally caught my breath and looked up, it was just George and I. I don't even know how many men I gang-banged that night. I certainly didn't ask. I just wondered if they ever got to fuck any other white girls. I was a cum covered mess, my legs and face and stomach were smeared with dirt and cum, my hair was destroyed. God I looked awful. But luckily the toilet was right by the door to the bar and George took me to it. I cleaned my face and body and put my hair up and let the cum seep out of my arse and pussy into the toilet bowl. After a couple of minutes, I didn't look too bad so I rejoined my husband and George back at the bar. My pussy and arse were sore for a couple of days after that night. And, of course, every black man I saw, I wondered if he'd been there, if he'd had my pussy, arse, or mouth. Later that night, I confessed to my husband Omar what had happened. I almost fell over with shock; when he told me that not only did he know all about it but he had arranged with George to set the gang bang up and he had watched the whole proceedings. He has arranged gang bangs for me in other parts of the world but nothing was ever as good as that first time in Africa. African Honeymoon The honeymoon was blissful. I sat outside our cabin with my wife, Hannah who was resting her head against my shoulder, her long blonde hair tickling my bare forearms. The horizon bore an eclectic mix of yellows, orange and purple as the sun was setting over the plains of Nigeria. After 2 months of travelling the continent, the final week was intended for relaxation, and relax we did. The cabin was small but luxurious, beautifully furnished and very secluded, the nearest town was a full days' drive away but being seasoned travellers meant that we didn't worry and just enjoyed each others' company. I glanced down to see Hannah's eyes closed, fully content with her new husband, her face was innocent and soft, my eyes traced down her neck to her perfect breasts. She wore just a t-shirt and I could see the faint outlines of her nipples rise and fall with her breathing. 20 minutes earlier we finished making love, it was our honeymoon after all. We always took our time and went slowly, savouring our emotions, focusing on foreplay, I had become a master with my tongue over the past 3 years of our relationship and that's how I made her reach orgasm. Hannah's eyes blinked open softly and I looked down into them, never failing to get lost in the deep blue innocence, I slowly pressed my lips against hers and she sighed softly, I took her hand and lead her into the bedroom once more. The next morning we had an early breakfast and set off on a walk for the last day of our honeymoon, and despite being certain of having a mountain of work to do when I got home, I wasn't bothered, I simply relished spending every moment with Hannah, our hands clasped together as we watched the wildlife. "There's a car!" Hannah said quickly, turning to me and smiling. I was too slow, in our game of 'spot the car' I was losing 2-1. "I saw it first," came my reply, playfully swinging her arm. We found a small lake surrounded by overhanging trees and sat in the shade to have our picnic and spent several hours chatting and lazing in each others' arms. ---------------------------- "There's a car!" Hannah shouted, "That's 3-1." "You're too good at this," I replied, kissing her forehead. It was the fourth car we had seen all day and we watched it drive along the dirt road around 100 metres away, It was going unusually slowly, not that we noticed. The car was actually a green jeep with an open back for viewing wildlife on safaris, and as we started to turn away it changed direction and began heading in our direction. We weren't too worried however, we had specifically chosen one of the safest areas in Nigeria and quite often locals would approach us to chat, they were a very friendly people. The Jeep got closer and I decided to wave, the two men in the front seats smiled and waved back, just another pair of friendly locals. They pulled up and got out, they both wore dark green trousers with desert boots and white t-shirts. "Hello," I called as they approached. I noticed their smiles now more closely, they didn't look like friendly smiles, edging back I looked towards Hannah, she looked even more worried than me. As I turned back to our visitors, a dark shadow blocked my view as a fist smashed into my cheek, the world went black. ---------------------------- I felt the vibrations of the jeep underneath me as I slowly came to my senses, hearing several men speaking in what I believe was Yoruba, a west african language. Something was covering my head, a bag of some sort and I was sat on a floor with my back leaning against a wall. My stomach knotted and my mind began to race and panic as I slowly realised what was happening, I was being kidnapped! Despite my sudden fear I remained motionless, not wanting to alert the men around me, I desperately tried to listen for Hannah with panic still growing higher and higher. Noticing a small slit in the bag and I slowly maneuvered my neck so that I could see out, I squinted hard to focus my vision and I saw that I was sitting in the back of a Jeep, there were bags and boxes around, tilting my head ever so slightly left I nearly called out in shock, Hannah was sitting like me, against the other side of the Jeep, but she was naked! Her hands and feet were tied together and she looked conscious, her face stricken with fear. Panic grew and grew inside me and I frantically tried to figure out what to do. She glanced towards me and I was about to call out her name when something heavy hit me in the side of the head. The world went black. ---------------------------- I groggily awoke and heard people around me, there was rustling and several deep voices speaking with heavy accents. I noticed a more high pitched noise and a slow realisation about what had happened dawned on me. The bag was ripped from my head and I tried to lift up my hands to block.out the light, but they were tied behind me. My panic became frenzied as I heard a muffled cry from a female voice alongside the deep male voices, my eyes began to adjust to the influx of light and the picture that slowly greeted me was Hannah pinned on the floor, with a huge Nigerian on top of her sucking roughly on her tits and fondling her naked body. All I could see was his huge muscled back and glimpses of my wife's face, tears flowing from her eyes and face scrunched up, time seemed to stand still, I felt like someone had just stabbed me in the stomach. I closed my eyes, desperately wishing the moment would end, that it would be dream, a louder muffled noise came from Hannah, he was inside her now, that was painfully obvious. Jokes and amused comments came from the other captors and Hannah's cries became rhythmic, I could feel the pain in the noise and it tore through me. This went on for what felt like an eternity until I felt a hand grab my face roughly and a thick accent shouted into directly into my ear "Open your eyes and watch your wife get fucked!" The next few minutes were a blur, my eyes were fixed on that powerful black ass that was thrusting between her legs, a tear ran down my cheek and I dared not turn away. Hannah's cries grew louder although still muffled by the cloth that was shoved into her mouth, wriggling and writhing with her arms tied together over her head. I started in surprise as the rope suddenly became loose, her arms were free! "Punch him in the face!" I thought to myself, "make that fucker feel pain." The man standing behind me reacted and started towards my wife, but before he reached her he stopped and I stared in amazement as her arms swung directly over Araka's back and with both hands gripped his ass cheeks, dug in her nails and pulled him deeper inside. Time seemed to stand still and I had no idea how to react, what was she doing? A roar of laughter erupted from the 2 men watching. "I think your slut wife is enjoying some real cock," my captor said, laughing and high fiving his friend. I could not respond, my stomach knotted further. Taking Hannah's cue, he fucked her even harder than before, letting out deep grunts as his balls slapped against her. He reached up and pulled the cloth from out of her mouth, releasing the loudest moan I have ever heard from my wife, she was almost screaming in pleasure. "Fuck me, oh yes, fuck me harder, oh my god it feels so amazing! The words blurted out of her mouth. My innocent wife was lying beneath this huge Nigerian with a cock twice the size of mine, I truly could not even comprehend what was happening. His grunts grew even louder and louder as Hannah let a out a huge scream of pleasure, her body shook as she had a massive orgasm, hands gripping all over his muscled back as he stretched and filled her completely. More raucous laughter came from the other men, truly enjoying what had transpired. I simply sat there, watching as he continued to thrust, now approaching orgasm himself. "More, more, oh my god, please keep fucking me!" She begged, her words stuttered each time he slammed into her. Araka pulled out and rubbed his cock and erupted over her stomach and breasts, her moans shifted to a tone of protest for his cock leaving her, but she was relishing this huge load that sprayed all over. Suddenly, a siren-like noise interrupted the festivities and the 4 men left immediately, Araka fastening his pants as he left, they didn't say a word to us or each other in explanation. We stayed in silence for minutes, startled both by the sudden exit and what had happened before it. Hannah took a long time to catch her breath whilst remaining on the floor, her sexy naked body pink and exhausted. I simply could not think of anything to say. We had been kidnapped, my wife thrown on the floor and raped only to end up going into some sex-frenzy and enjoying every second. I noticed the setting sun sunlight shine in through the only window of the room and illuminate her breasts, little globs of cum were highlighted by the reflection and I simply stared. "I'm sorry," she said, slowly sitting up and leaning her back against the nearby wall. "I, I don't know what happened." Her aura had returned, she was back to her usual self. "Me too," I replied, it was the only thing I could say. Silence again, until I finally mustered up the courage to ask; "What the hell happened?" I asked, almost pleading, it was strange how the biggest issue, the kidnapping was being ignored. "I, I just don't know. Something just ignited inside me," she said, looking ashamed, "What do you mean?" Came my reply. "Our sex has always been gentle and beautiful, those men are goddamn animals." No reply. the sun finally went down and the room became darker, I started to notice the room in more detail, for when we got here my attention was otherwise engaged. There was a single mattress on the smooth marble-like floor, it seemed strange to have material like this. There was a lone, wooden chair, the one in which I was sat during the ordeal and a very small room attached with a toilet and sink. After a while we both got into the bed and tried to sleep, although still scared about the whole situation and dreading the next day, we had gotten into trouble previously during travelling, albeit nothing compared to this. I woke up several times that night and Hannah was awake every time, we talked quietly about nothing in particular, making the general conversation we would normally make when we couldn't sleep. Morning came and we mulled around the room, half-heartedly trying to figure a way out of the situation, we could offer them money, or simply try to run off, although we had no idea where we were. Mid-conversation the door opened, we both spun around in surprise, I was leaning against the wall next to the door and I was grabbed by the shirt and pushed across the room, I tried to protest, but as I opened my mouth his fist hit my stomach and I fell to the ground, spluttering for breath. My wife simply cowered on the bead, still naked, they took her clothes the night before. The man stood at the foot of the bed, a different man from yesterday, but wearing the same type of clothes, around 6ft 4 and a strong build. "Don't you ever try to open talk again without permission," he demanded in his deep with a thick accent. I remained on the floor, clutching my stomach. "Now then," His eyes traced to my wife who looked frightened, rage fuelled inside me. "How dare they kidnap us and treat us like animals?" I thought. "How dare they treat my wife like this?" Despite the rage I felt powerless, my stomach knotted inside as I saw the look in his eyes. "You gave my the boys quite a show last night, they say your moans could be heard for miles." His smile widened. "Please may I speak?" I blurted out, I had to try something. "I have money, lots of it, please let us go and you can have it all!" The man turned towards me and feigned a punch, laughed at me cowering, and proceeded to grab me by the throat and drag me across the room. Keeping one hand around my throat as I choked, he pulled both me and the wooden chair to the side of the bed and shoved me down onto it. His face came close to mine. "Another word, and I'll beat you to a pulp," he said with his thick accent. He strolled slowly back towards the end of the bed, eyeing up my naked wife with lust, he unbuttoned his trousers and slowly pulled them down, glancing at my wife I saw her eyes open wide at the size of the cock that was being revealed, the biggest I had ever seen. His trousers dropped to the floor and what must be 10 inches of thick black cock dangled between his legs. Smiling once more he slowly walked around the bed towards Hannah, her eyes were transfixed on the huge cock that faced her. I felt helpless, that thing would split her in two. He grabbed Hannah's hair and pulled her towards him, the cock now inches from her face, she closed her eyes I could feel her despair. "Kiss it, white bitch," he demanded. No reply. "I know you want to, you want this cock in your mouth, you want to be fucked by a real man again don't you? Press you slutty lips against my cock." Hannah kept her eyes closed, no matter what happened last time, she was far from enjoying herself here and now. He grabbed his thick, flaccid cock and slapped her on the cheek, her eyes pulled even more tightly closed. "You little slut, open that mouth!" He slapped her again and again with his cock, the noise made me shiver. Finally he grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, letting out a cry of pain her mouth opened to release the noise which was instantly muffled by a cock being shoved into it. "Taste my cock, bitch, taste that fat black cock," he demanded as he slowly moved it in and out of her mouth. I could see it grow and I couldn't believe how much bigger it cock, as thick as a beer can and massively long. Hannah still had her eyes closed, and now her mouth open as it began to stretch her mouth wider and wider. "Olatunde!" He called, "get in here!" The door opened and another man entered, he was well over 6ft and wore only some loose underwear, his upper body was ripped with muscles and I could see his also huge cock pressing against the cotton material. He stopped to look at the sight of his friend roughly holding the hair of my wife who was on all fours on the bed with a cock in her mouth. With a grin on his face he approached the opposite side of the bed, letting his underwear drop to the ground, the semi-erect, 11 inch cock bouncing as he walked. "Stick out your tongue" The first guy ordered, after a short delay and another rough yank of the hair, my wife obliged. He then ran the length of his cock along her tongue, from the base to the tip, it seemed to take an eternity to reach the tip. "Yeah, that feels good, your whore tongue feels good on my dick. Now suck the head!" He pressed the pink head into her mouth, it stretched Hannah's lips wide due to the massive girth and she began to suck it, eyes still clenched shut. Olatunde kneeled behind her on the bed and began to fondle her perfect ass, his big hands roughly grabbing and firmly pressing, his cock was nearly as big as the one in her mouth, 4 times the size of mine. Not wanting to wait any longer he nodded and pressed his cock against my wife's pussy lips, I saw them stretch wide and the cock in her mouth was pressed deeper and deeper, her mouth desperately straining to accommodate. Olatunde let out a long deep moan. "This slut is soaking wet!" He said, mid-moan. "I knew she would be," Koko replied, "She loves the taste of my cock in her mouth!" Again, I was dumbstruck and froze completely still, Olatunde's cock was now deep inside her pussy and I heard a long muffled cry from her, the cock was now completely filling her throat and she couldn't breathe. She kept letting out this long stifled moan as she was filled from both ends. I began to panic, she really needed to breathe but there was no way I could do anything against these huge men. They held her there for even longer and after what felt like an eternity, she began to shake, the cock was pulled from her mouth and following it out was a huge desperate intake of breath followed by what could only be described as a scream. She was cumming! Her body continued to shake and her screams eventually subsided to loud moans, they high fived over her back. Hannah reached up to grab the cock and she started to lick it all over, hungrily and desperately. Olatunde took this as his queue and began to move his cock in and out of her now dripping pussy. "That's it bitch," Said Olatunde, "lick it good." Hannah continued to lick and slurp that cock and it glistened with her saliva. I then heard the sound of balls slapping against her ass as she was being fucked from behind, I simply could not understand how it fit inside her. Smack! He slapped her ass hard. A loud sharp moan followed. Smack! Smack! Smack! "Fuck yes!" Hannah blurted out between moans, "slap my ass!" They both let out laughs after finally breaking my wife, Koko looked so smug, reducing my wife to this primeval state. He began to fuck her harder as she held up the cock in front of her and delved her tongue into his saggy balls, licking, sucking, slurping, moaning, almost in a frenzy. My stomach knotted and twisted, I could not bare to see my wife acting like this, being double-teamed by two huge black men with gigantic cocks, who just so happened to be there kidnappers. However I dared not move and I certainly could not stop watching. Koko grabbed her hair and pulled up to look up at him, then slapped her hard across the face, releasing a half cry half moan from Hannah and leaving a red mark on her cheek. Her tits bounced around from the fucking she was getting from behind. Hannah looked up at her master and opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue. Koko held that sezy gaze, laughed and then pressed his cock deep inside her mouth letting out a deep grunting moan of pleasure. The cock seemed to stop as it hit her throat, but he grabbed the back of her head and pressed even deeper. I saw a bulge in her throat as that gigantic cock stretched her mouth, still amazed at how it even fit in there. Hannah choked and sputtered but Koko pressed deeper, two thirds of his cock now in her mouth, her eyes again looked up to meet his and he again slapped her cheek, I heard the stinging sound and it made me shudder. She responded by lifting a hand, gripping his muscled ass and pulled him even deeper still, she gagged again and spit dripped from her mouth onto his balls which now pressed against her chin. To add to the mess he spat onto her face, I could no longer distinguish the moan from the gagging and he just held her there. Olatunde started fucking her harder than ever from behind and she started to shake again, even stronger this time, Koko finally pulled out his cock, only halfway but more than enough to release her muffled screams of pleasure. He then pulled out completely. "Oh my, fucking god, yes, yes!" She shouted at the top her voice. Olatunde now grunted loudly, obviously encouraged and fear struck me. "Was he going to cum inside her?" I thought. "Oh please no, he isn't wearing a condom!" His cock continued slamming into her until he stopped, let out a long groan and finally began shooting his load. I could see his ass clench for every spurt, it must have been 8,9 spurts. His orgasm slowly subsided and he slapped her ass one last time and left the room. Meanwhile, Olatunde was enjoying continued enthusiastic cocksucking but finally pulled out. "Don't leave me," she begged, I need your cock in my mouth!" He simply laughed, grabbed her and spun her around using her huge arms so that she was still on all fours but facing away from him and towards me. Without hesitation he slammed his cock into her pussy and fucked her harder than ever. I looked into my wife's eyes and saw only lust, not a hint of shame or apology, she was a black cock whore deep down. She glanced at my crotch and giggled between her unrelenting moaning, my eyes followed hers, I had a boner! Despite the utter shame I was feeling, seeing my wife enjoying being fucked like this had turned me on without me even realising. I didn't have time to dwell on this as Koko finally came inside my wife, releasing roars of pleasure. As the pleasure subsided he began slowly pulling out and I could tell Hannah wasn't happy that he did. African Honeymoon "Well?" He asked, aren't you going to thank me for fucking your wife?". "Ah, well," I stammered. Desperately trying to think of something that would mean I didn't have to thank him. "Hurry up, you pussy!" He ordered. "Ok ok, thank you." "Now you have a job to do," he said, "and hurry the fuck up before the mattress gets ruined." He looked over at my wife who was now lying on her back, looking at the ceiling and still catching her breath, there was a huge load of cum covering her wet sloppy lips. I heard her soft and exhausted voice: "Honey, you can see how much cum is in me, I certainly don't want to get pregnant, take off your t-shirt so you can wipe it off. "Hell no," Koko interrupted, "we gave you the pleasure of watching us, which you should be grateful for, get over there and lick my black seed up." Without realising it my cock was fully erect and bulging, laughable compared to Koko's cock, which now hung half flaccid between his legs. I obviously didn't move quickly enough so he grabbed my head and pushed it down towards her pussy. The milky white liquid glistened with her juices and without thinking I stuck out my tongue, for some reason this humiliation turned me on an unbelieveable amount. The tip of my tongue dipped into the thick liquid and I took one huge lap of the entirety of her pussy, my tongue becoming completely filled. I then let it slide down my throat, it was warm, thick, salty and gloopy but for some reason I savoured the taste. I lapped again and again and more and more cum went down my throat. Hannah moaned softly, she always did like my tongue on her, although that noise was nothing compared to the moment she was both deep-throated and fucked from behind simultaneously, not 10 minutes earlier. "Haha!" Koko laughed, "so the husband is a little cumslut too!" He turned to leave the room as I continued to slurp and suck out the two loads of cum from the depths of my beautiful wife's pussy.