30 comments/ 188642 views/ 36 favorites Lana Goes Black By: evensteven "Lana," I whispered. "I think I may have found a guy for you. He's sitting up at the bar. Turn around real slow, have a look at him and tell me what you think." My wife Lana glanced discreetly at the young black male I'd directed her attention to and looked back at me in disbelief. "You've got to be kidding Mike!" "Why not sweetheart?" I asked. "I think he'd be perfect! I mean look at his great build. I bet he'd give you a really good fucking." Lana blushed. She loved sex, but with her conservative upbringing she still had trouble admitting it to herself. I'd been working on her for a very long time to convince her I'd like to watch her having sex with another man. Finally she'd come around, admitting she did find the idea kind of exciting. She'd decided that if we were in a place where no one knew us, and the right guy came along, and if the circumstances were right she might do it. Only because I wanted it, she'd added, but I knew better. "He is kinda cute." she whispered, I noticed her face had become very flushed and her breathing had become shallower. "But for Pete's sakes Mike, look at him, he's way too young ... he's only in his twenties! He'd never be interested in anybody my age!" "Sure he would honey!" I assured her. "I noticed when you got up to go to the washroom he really checked you out. I'll bet he'd love to fuck a pretty white lady like you!" "Oh go on Mike!" she blushed, but she did look kind of pleased. "You're just teasing me!" "No I'm not...Go play some music on that old Wurlitzer in the corner. You'll see what I mean." Lana stood up and smoothed down her skirt. "Okay I will," she giggled. "but you know what they say. Be careful what you wish for!" Putting an extra little wiggle in her walk my wife made her way over to the jukebox. She gave the kid a suggestive look as she brushed past him, making a point of bending over very slowly as she dropped some money in the machine. It was pretty obvious she was displaying her tight little ass to him. On her return she brushed against him once more and blushed as she sat down at our table. "You're right!" Lana whispered, looking pleased as punch. She drained her beer in one gulp. I guess she was in need of some Dutch courage. "He really is looking at me! God he is gorgeous, and I'd do him in a heartbeat! But please, I don't want you to think badly of me Mike. Anyway... I really don't think he'd want an old lady like me." My cock rose in my pants. She was really considering it. We weren't playing a game anymore. "Come on Lana." I reassured her. "Don't run yourself down. You're gorgeous... you look so damned hot any guy in this bar would do you! I think it'd be easy for us to talk him into a little fun if we could just figure out a way to meet him!" I guess I should explain a little about how Lana and I had gotten to this point. My name is Mike Haskin and I've got no illusions,I'm just your average guy. I'm a fifty year old auto mechanic, a little on the short side with sandy thinning hair and a bit of a beer gut. I'm kind of ordinary in the looks department so I really hit the jackpot marrying Lana. She's shorter than me, but she's a real looker with shiny, shoulder length black hair, perky tits, great legs, and an incredible ass that I've noticed attracts men like a magnet. Lana's sex drive has always been way stronger than mine so I always worried one day she might get tempted and have an affair. Sure enough, my worst fears came true. One weekend she got lonely while I was away taking a mechanics course. A neighbor of ours had talked her into coming over and having a couple of drinks and the two of them had wound up in his bed doing the nasty. But because of her upbringing Lana's nagging guilt had gotten the better of her so she'd confessed to me what she'd done. I made her tell me absolutely everything and my reaction surprised her as much as me. I'd got a huge hard on while listening to her story and after she'd finished we'd screwed our brains out. It was so erotic that from then on we'd always talk about her doing some guy or another while we had sex. I guess it was inevitable we'd take it to the next level. For our little adventure Lana was wearing a little black mini skirt that hugged her so tight it looked like it had been sprayed on, and a white see thru blouse knotted just underneath her perky tits. On her legs she wore a pair of sexy black stay ups with four inch gold heels and a rhinestone ankle bracelet to hint she'd be up for a good time. I gotta tell ya... for a woman in her forties Lana looked hot as hell. We live in a little town in Missouri where everybody makes it their business to know yours, so any swinging we might do would have to be elsewhere. We'd saved up for a long time to come to San Francisco where we could let our hair down and have some fun. The city was known to have a wild side. To begin I'd talked my wife into taking in a male strip show and it had literally blown her away. The lead dancer was a Rastafarian type with washboard abs, and Lana really got the hots for him. She must have been fairly obvious about it because he'd climbed down off the stage and done a strip tease just for her. She was so turned on by his lewd display I practically had to drag her out of the place. The guy had brought out the hidden slut in Lana, and back at our hotel she'd practically raped me on the way up in the elevator and we had the best sex ever when we got to our room. Although we'd fantasized about me watching her having sex with another man till then we'd never thought about the guy being black. Yes,she admitted, his color had turned her on and she wished she could have fucked him. And so I decided to try to change our fantasy into reality. We were in a strange city where no one knew us and we'd never have a better opportunity. The kid was absolutely perfect. He was young, fit, and black, and obviously attracted to her so I decided I'd strike while the iron was hot. "Look Lana," I whispered. 'What the hell... If you're game I'm just gonna go right up there and ask him if he'd like to join us for a drink? What do you say? Are you up to it?" Lana was tongue tied. With an opportunity staring her right in the face my wife was in a dilemma. What she wanted to do went against all convention and she had to make darn sure I really wanted it too before committing herself. "Honey what do you say I invite him over to our table for a drink and see what happens, okay? I'd love you to do it but no pressure... it's strictly up to you!" Lana looked at me then back at him and made her decision. "Okay Mike, I'll do it...but if anything happens don't go changing your mind on me and get mad about it alright?" "I won't baby, I promise." I hoped I could keep my promise, but I really didn't know how I'd react. All I knew was I'd never been so horny, but I really had to force myself to get up from my chair and go talk to him. I walked up to the bar before I could change my mind, sat down and cleared my throat. "Say, excuse me, have you got a minute?" I asked, I was shaky and my voice caught in my throat. He turned to me with a curious look and asked what was up. Trying to not sound too stupid I carried on with my plan. "Hi, my name's Mike. My wife Lana and I are on holiday and were wondering if we could buy you a drink. See the thing is we've never been to San Francisco before and thought maybe you could tell us what things are worth seeing." He looked at me then over at my wife and grinned. I had a hunch he knew what we were really after but was willing to go along with our game. He made me sweat for it though, pausing a little before answering. "Hey man that's really nice of you! Thanks, I'll have a bourbon on the rocks. I'm Jerome, I'd be happy to help you out. Where you from?" he asked shaking my hand with a grip so strong I was worried he'd break it. "Missouri. Nice to meet you Jerome, thanks, it'll be a big help. This place is all so new to us." I began to have second thoughts. What in hell am I doing? I thought to myself. Jesus this guy was powerful and built like a tank! Did I really want him to fuck Lana? If his cock was as big as the rest of him maybe she'd get hooked on it! But being a man I blundered merrily on and let my dick make my decision for me. I ordered a couple of beers for us and bourbon for Jerome, then led him back to our table. Lana giggled nervously, blushing profusely as he smiled and sat down next to her. Things were going a heck of a lot easier than I'd imagined. Maybe too easy. "Sweetheart, this is Jerome. Jerome, this is my wife Lana." Jerome looked Lana up and down like he was buying a new car, then took her tiny little hand in his and made a big show of kissing it. If his eyes could have undressed her she'd have been flat out naked by now. Lana's face was so red it practically matched her painted nails. I was sure probably everyone in the bar knew her panties were soaking wet. "Hey Lana! How ya doing?" he grinned,his big white teeth flashing. "Mike says you guy's are from out of town and need some advice. What kind of things do you like to do? Anything in particular you'd like to see?" The way Lana was looking at him I was worried she was going to jump his bones right then and there, but she kept herself in check and just asked general questions about the city. From my perspective I felt like I was watching a couple of animals in mating season sniffing each other out before they began to rut. Jerome was a real smooth operator. By the time we'd had two drinks one of his hands was already massaging her neck and shoulders while the other was stroking the inside of her leg. I sat there tring to act nonplussed while he whispered in her ear. By now all the other patrons were starting to sit up and take notice but Jerome and Lana were so hot to trot they were oblivious to it. Any pretence about looking at San francisco's sights had long gone. Jerome's big hand had climbed even higher up under Lana's skirt and judging by the way she was moaning was obviously inside her panties. I was having big misgivings. It felt like I'd stoked up a big locomotive, got it running full bore, then realized it had no brakes. "Hey Lana, I said in a pleading voice. I cleared my throat to get Lana's full attention. "What do you say we all go back to the hotel for a nightcap honey?" Jerome looked in her eyes and answered for her. "Great idea Mike, hey I'm not misreading all this am I? You do want me to fuck your wife for you, right?" Unable to make eye contact with him I stared into my glass. "I...I guess so, I stammered, looking over at Lana. "But you know, it's really up to my wife." What was happening seemed so surreal. It was obvious Lana was going to be fucked big time. I was embarrassed as hell but my dick was hard enough to pound nails with. But in spite of my uncomfortableness I was getting through it okay. Jerome threw in his two cents worth. "I've got news for you man." he chuckled. "I think your little wife's mind is already made up!" I guess he could see I was having a bit of a struggle because he said "Hey look man, there's no need going and getting all embarrassed about it. There's lots of guys that like to watch their old ladies get it on with a brother." I think it's real cool you'd allow your pretty little woman to have herself some strange. She's lucky to have such a considerate husband looking out for her needs. Isn't that right Lana?" Lana looked over at me and blushed. Ths was new territory for us and like me I could see she was doing her best to appear nonchalant about it. "Yeah... Mike's a great guy, but you know Jerome, he's right. We really should go back to the hotel." Whatever you say little lady," Jerome chuckled. "You're the boss." Lana drained her glass and rose from her chair. Jerome reached over and took her hand, pulling her to him and kissing her while giving her ass a little squeeze. As they brazenly swapped tongues I noticed some of the patrons were giving me a sympathetic look. I followed Jerome and Lana, discreetly trying to tuck my hard on under my belt as they strolled arm in arm to the exit. Once we were out on the sidewalk Lana turned to me. She'd never looked so horny. "Mike honey, would you go to the store and get something for us to drink? Jerome and I'll see you back at the hotel, okay?" he asked. Her voice sounded decidedly husky and the way she was looking at me left me little choice. "I...I guess so sweetheart," I stammered and headed reluctantly off. I needed to cool my heels so I hung around a coffee shop to give them some alone time then I picked up some booze and with some trepidation slowly headed back to the hotel. When I got to the room I was so excited I could hardly breathe. With my heart pounding and not sure what I'd find I slipped the key in the slot and opened the door. The lights were out and it was fairly dim but I could see well enough to see Lana was undressed and crouching over Jerome. She was sucking on the most enormous cock I'd ever seen while he lay back holding her head in place. Whenever I'd asked her for a blowjob she'd always turned me down so this was a big surprise to me. Except for Lana's high heels and and Jerome's white socks which for reasons known only to him were still on his feet the two of them were naked. I stood there a moment and let my eyes adjust to the darkness. Watching her tits sway underneath her as she blew him, I ripped off my shirt and stumbled out of my pants. I was so friggin horny I pulled a chair over beside the bed to watch them. I groaned as I began jacking off. I couldnt believe this was really happening but you know the old saying. I'm from Missouri so I've gotta see it to believe it, and I was really seeing it! Jerome looked over at me and grinned at me as he squeezed my wife's tits. "You're a lucky guy Mike!" he panted. "Your wife's quite the little cocksucker! She obviously loves sex because she gives an amazing blowjob!" Her mouth was kind of full but Lana somehow smiled at his compliment before swallowing his full length while cupping his tennis ball sized balls in the palm of her hand. His precum was mixing with her saliva and was hanging in ropy strands from her full crimson lips. Lana looked like a seasoned pro as she responded to his commands. "Thats it baby... Go slow! Really slow! Yeah thats it...you got it baby!!!" My knees were trembling and I felt all crazy inside, but I was so turned on I unconsciously began to play with myself as I watched their sordid act. "Fuck Lana...take it easy baby or I'm gonna blow my load!!!" he croaked, gently kneading her tits as she lovingly licked up and down the length of his cock. Seeing how aroused Lana was I felt my own cock throbbing in my tightly clenched fist. Hearing he was about to come she went wild, speeding up her fervent milking of his shaft. I'd drawn my chair right up close and could see perspiration beading up on his forehead. Lana's fingers flew up and down his cock in a blur,her wedding ring glinting in the darkened hotel room and making what she was doing seem even dirtier. She reluctantly pulled him out of her mouth and looked in his eyes. She looked almost possessed. "I want you to Jerome!!" she gurgled. "Please,I want you to shoot it in my mouth and all over my face and tits!! Come on! Fucking give it to me!!!" Using her mouth like a cunt, he took her at her word, fucking away at her mouth until he groaned and let out a tortured cry. Lana gripped his dusky ass cheeks, sealing her lips around the head of his manhood and sucking it with a vengeance. I could smell Lana's arousal and I'm sure it must have got to him too because suddenly, without warning he cried out and emptied his huge hot load deep in her gullet. Lana whimpered softly as she swallowed it down. After she was done she turned to me with a crazed look on her face and motioned for me to come close. She wanted to suck me off too! My emotions were all over the map and at the time I wasnt sure if she wanted to do it out of guilt or lust, but what the hell, my cock was hard as iron! Some of Jerome's cum had bubbled out of her mouth and was hanging from her chin and she'd never looked sexier to me. Taking over where Jerome left off I shoved my aching cock between Lana's bubbling lips. She was still turned on from blowing him and went to work on me with her foaming mouth like a woman possessed. I couldnt hold on long and soon felt an intense pressure growing deep in my balls. "Oh god, baby!" I gasped. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Ahhggggh!!!!" I blew my load into her mouth as she moaned and whimper. Taking us both by surprise Jerome had a quick recovery and had come up behind her, pulling her fiercely back onto his dick. "Oh gawddd!!! Oh fuck!!! Oh Jesusss...oh Jesusss!!!"she moaned. I'd never seen her act like that before and at first I thought he was hurting her but then with strings of cum swaying from her lips and bucking away like a wild bronco she pleaded with him to fuck her harder. "You want harder? How's this for harder, you horny cunt!" Jerome said smacking Lana's shapely ass. The wet slupping sounds of her sexing echoed in the hotel room. "Oh god!" she sobbed. "Oh god Mike....It's amazing! I had no idea anything could feel so fucking goood!!!!" Jerome chuckled in her ear. "You really like that dont you baby? You like having my big black dick filling that married white pussy!" "Yes oh god yessss!! Fuck me you dirty bastard!!!" she panted. Jerome pulled out of my wife and lay back on the bed with his upright cock pointing up at the ceiling. Lana's lipstick was smeared all over its head, making it appear even more menacing. "Here you go baby... If you want it squat over me and put it in!" Lana climbed on top of Jerome, reached under herself and took his cock. Biting her lower lip in concentration, she eased herself down on him until it was buried halfway up inside her. She looked over at me, looking small and helpless impaled on his dick. Jerome laughed, teasing her. "A little bigger than you're used to aint it baby?" "Yes...Oh my fucking gawddd!!!" she moaned, her voice trembling. When I saw how tightly her cunt lips were clinging to his thick black pole I realized it was way too late for any regrets. Although his cock was only halfway in it was already reaching deeper and filling her up far more than mine ever could. Lana's eyes were glazed with lust. She started off very slow and began to speed up, pumping her ass up and down like a woman possessed. My cuckolding had begun in earnest. "Oh god...Oh godd...Oh goddd!!!" Lana's tits swayed as the bedsprings squeaked. She was crying so loud I was afraid all the people on our floor would hear her. Her nipples were puffy and her eyes looked wild and crazy. She fed him her tits while his big black hands squeezed her milky white ass. She'd managed to get his whole length up inside her and it was obvious she was getting the fucking of a lifetime. I realised I'd opened a virtual Pandora's Box and there was no going back. I knew without a shadow of doubt my wife was going to be hooked on big black cock. Lana was crying his name out again and again. "Ohh...ohhh..Jerome I've never been fucked like that!!! Oh god, oh god, oh fuck Mike!" she gasped. "I'm coming so much!!!! I watched with aching balls as her cunt squirted all over him and soaked the mattress beneath them. The practical side of me hoped we would'nt be charged extra by the hotel. "And he's coming too Mike!!! Oh god in heaven he's cumming way up inside me!!!" Lana shuddered as he pumped his massive load of cum deep inside her, then after a long pause she ever so reluctantly eased herself off his monster cock and lay there contentedly with her legs open. My god, I'd never seen so much cum! It was everywhere. My wife had been well and truly fucked. Lana Goes Black "Man, you're a great piece of ass Lana!!" Jerome gasped. Unbelievably his cock was still thick and quite erect. "Thanks kind sir," she blushed. "You're not too bad yourself!" "Lana, I had a wonderful time," he said. "But now I think its time for me to leave you two lovebirds alone!" With that Jerome got a towel from the bathroom and dried himself off then pulled on his pants and buttoned up his shirt. "Wait! How are we going to leave this?" Lana asked with a look on her face bordering on panic. "Will we see you again?" "I dunno. I guess maybe I could call tomorrow." He let himself out so we could sort things out between us. I looked at what Jerome had done to my wife and knew things could never be the same. I had no idea anyone could produce so much cum. Her cunt and asshole were covered in it. She lay back on the rumpled sheets and looked at me with concern, holding out her arms to me. "You okay Mike?" she asked "You're not mad at me for doing this are you? I rally do love you, you know." "Look Lana, don't feel guilty about it. I know this moment is kind of awkward for us but it was my idea. You know I wanted it to happen just as much as you did!" "Oh baby I love you so very much! My god look at my pussy! He filled me with so much cum and got me so horny! Will you suck me? Please honey?" Gingerly, I kissed my way down her lower belly but Lana had other ideas. She asked me to lie on my back then got on her knees and straddled my face. Holding her delectable little ass in my hands I looked up at the evidence of her debauchery. The pungent scent of her sexing filled my nostrils and I felt my cock rising in the air. Lana moaned and lowered her freshly fucked cunt onto my mouth. I smothered it with kisses and began to suck it. "Oh yeah that feels so good!! Oh...oh...oh god Mike that feels so good!!! Jesus...I think I'm gonna come again baby! Come on quick! Fuck me!!!" Lana climbed off my cum soaked face, laid back on the rumpled sheets and spread her legs in invitation. I practically dove on her. That night I fucked Lana more often and in more positions than I'd ever dreamt possible. Then when we were both thoroughly sated the two of us drifted off to sleep. ****************** The next day after we'd had a leisurely brunch we set off to see the city. We started off by walking across the Golden Gate Bridge then we rode a cable car up to the Castro district to gawk at all the gay guys. From there we headed off to Haight Ashbury and hopped on the cable car again to go down to the waterfront where we ate some great seafood in a funky little oyster bar. After a very late lunch we took a cab back to our hotel. It was strange but all day we'd avoided talking about what had happened. It was so new to us I guess we were both embarrassed. Lana had been obviously thinking about it though, because the first thing she did when we got back to our room was check the phone for any messages from Jerome. When she saw the red light flashing her face lit up. Obviously she could hardly wait to be fucked again by him. "Mike, if it's him we don't have to phone him back," Lana said, hiding her enthusiasm to spare my feelings. "We can make it just a one time thing if you want. I mean now we know what it's like, we don't really have to do it again. What do you think?" She bit on her lip waiting for my answer. "Yeah, I guess you're right," I teased. "Let's not return his call. I kinda wanted to take in a movie tonight anyway." Lana tried to hide her disappointment and I let her stew for a couple of minutes before reassuring her. "I'm pulling your leg Lana ... I thought last night was the hottest thing I'd ever seen! I'm gonna leave it up to you honey, whatever you want I'll be just fine with it." Lana gave me an angry look then snapped at me. "You dirty son of a bitch. I didn't know you were putting me on! It would really be okay if I fucked Jerome again?" she asked hopefully. "You wouldn't think I was cheap and slutty if I wanted to?" "Well to be honest Lana, it's kinda late to be getting second thoughts. Heck I got off on it! Go on...admit you liked it too! Pick up the phone and see what he has to say...You know you want to!!" "I love you Mike! As long as you're sure about it. I must admit last night 'was' pretty darned good!" Trying not to appear too eager my wife reached for the phone. I waited while Lana listened to the message and when she hung up she was practically glowing. There was no need for her to tell me it was Jerome. She looked at me excitedly. "He wants us to come to a party!" "What kind of a party honey? What time and where?" "In the Fillmore district and he said we'd never find it on our own. If we want to go we're to meet him at a place called the Sheba lounge at nine thirty. He said all the cabbies know where Sheba's is and his house is near there. We'll have a couple of drinks then head on over to the party. He thinks we're cool and said his friends will like us. There'll be lots of good music and food. It sounds like fun!" "Gee I dunno Lana. I thought he'd want to come over here again. Last night was one thing but what do we really know about this guy? What if him and his friends turn out to be some kind of weirdo's?" "You mean its okay to fuck him but not party with him?" Lana pouted. "Come on Mike! That's so stupid. Don't you think he would have done something last night if he was dangerous for Pete's sake?" Lana was right. He could have overpowered me if he'd wanted to and if he had given off any dangerous vibes I'd never let her fuck him. What the hell, we hadn't partied in ages and it'd be good to mix with some younger people. Maybe afterwards Jerome could come back to the hotel and fuck her again. "Okay sweetheart, call him and let him know we'll be there. But if we're the only white people there we'll stick out like a pair of sore thumbs." "Don't worry honey. Jerome said there'd be other white people at the party. It could be a lot of fun, and you never know," she smiled as she dialed his number. "He might want to come back with us for another nightcap." ****************** "The cabby let us off at the Sheba Lounge at around quarter to ten. My first impression of the club was good. It was hip or whatever word they use nowadays. The place was nice, done up in funky colors with lots of wood and leather and big overstuffed chairs. It was elegant and comfortable, like being in someone's living room. The kid had a lot of class. The piano player was playing soft jazz for the crowd and I had to raise my voice to be heard. The hostess, a pretty black girl with legs that wouldn't quit smiled when I told her we were supposed to meet Mr. Jefferson there. "Jerome's in the bar. Follow me please," she said weaving her way through the tables until we reached a second, equally inviting room. Jerome was dressed in a stylish silk suit and sitting in front of a stylish gas fireplace. I was surprised to see another big black guy wearing shades and a white cashmere turtleneck sitting with him. Jerome grinned when he saw us and waved us over. "Hey man, glad you could make it... Hi Lana! Meet my friend Lionel. Lionel, this is Mike and his lovely wife Lana." "Hey... whassup," Lionel grinned looking Lana up and down. "Look at you girl! Jerome told me you were beautiful, but his description didn't do you justice! I've been hearing nothing but good things about you little lady!" Lionel was even bigger than Jerome and made me nervous, but Lana seemed taken with him. Jerome stood up and let Lana squeeze between the two of them leaving me to take the chair across the table. I sat watching helplessly as my wife lapped up all the attention. After a couple of drinks she was laughing away at all their jokes. Lionel squeezed Lana's upper thigh and she put her hand in his lap. Maybe it was an accident but I began to get an uneasy feeling about where things were headed. I resolved to stop things before they got too far out of hand. Jerome grinned at me. "Chill out Mike! You look way too serious! Is everything okay, buddy?" "I'm fine Jerome. Guess I'm a little tired. I don't think Lana and I will be having a very late night tonight." "We've got just the thing to pick you up man. Lionel's got some fine bud in the car that'll make you right as rain! What do you say we take off to the party and fire it up along the way?" Jerome was probably right. Maybe I was getting too serious. I didn't want to spoil Lana's night out. She'd really been looking forward to the party and maybe if I got a little buzz on it would put me more in the mood. I was kind of flattered Jerome saw us as cool enough to share a joint with and I looked at my wife to see if she had any objection. She was nodding enthusiastically which surprised me because as far as I knew she'd never done it before. "Yeah okay, why not? That sounds like a plan." "Good...get the car Lionel," Jerome smiled, "and we'll meet you out fron We waited on the sidewalk and Lionel drove up in a big flashy white Cadillac. As soon as we'd settled in the back, Jerome lit a joint and passed it around. By my second toke I was wasted and couldn't even imagine how Lana was doing! At first I was content to sit listening to the traffic noises but when Lionel put some music on I lay back in a dreamlike state staring at the car ceiling. As I lay there listening to every note any troubles we had seemed millions of light years away. I didn't even know we'd stopped until Jerome was opening the car door. "Hey you guys, what's happening? Are we there yet?" I giggled; suddenly aware I had no idea where the hell were was. My body felt like rubber and everything seemed to be in slow motion but I managed to haul myself up in my seat and out of the car. Jerome and Lionel were holding Lana up and helping her negotiate her way up the stairs of a big Victorian mansion. They went inside the house and I stumbled after them. As I stepped through the door the music and reefer smoke hit me like a shock wave. A beautiful young black girl smiled and handed me a drink, and I searched through the sea of black faces for Lana. I was beginning to get worried when I saw a white guy sitting in a corner of the living room and staggered towards him, hoping he might have seen her. "Excuse me," I said "I've gotten separated from my wife and I wonder if you've seen her. She's kind of short with long dark brown hair." "You mean the white chick with the great ass that came in with Jerome and Lionel?" I nodded and the guy grinned. "They all went upstairs. You look kinda tired man. I'll bet you've had some of that dynamite dope of Jerome's. Relax...Sit down and take a load off. My wife's with her so she's in good hands. "Okay," I said, slumping into an empty easy chair. "I guess I am feeling a little tired." Lana could wait. My eyes were heavy and my legs felt like lead. I closed my eyes and drifted off and when I came to the guy had disappeared. I could have been out for ten minutes or two hours. I remembered the guy had said Lana went upstairs with his wife. Thinking that must be where she was I hauled myself to my feet and made my way up the stairs. A couple of young black guys passed me on their way downstairs and I described Lana to them and asked if they'd seen her. They grinned at each other and pointed towards the first door so I pushed it open. A group of people had gathered in the middle of the room and I made my way forward to see what they were looking at. Jerome was standing there with his pants around his ankle and Lana was naked and on her knees with her head bobbing up and down on his cock. I stood watching, paralyzed by the dope as a beautiful blonde with big pouty lips and pale blue see thru panties came up and started fondling Lana's tits. If she was the wife of the guy who'd talked to me earlier I could see what he meant by Lana being in good hands! Lana turned and kissed her and a flash went off. Someone was taking pictures, and it made Lana even hornier. Watching her sucking cock while being felt up was turning me on too. I pulled out my own cock and began to jerk myself off. "Suck his dick baby!" I cried. "Go on...Let yourself go!!!" The woman ran her hands through Lana's hair and tweaked her nipples as she sucked on Jerome and he suddenly gave out a tortured cry. "Get ready, you little fucking slut I'm gonna cum! Jesus baby, I've got a really fuckin big load for you!!" Lana opened her mouth as she jacked him off. "Yes ...Oh god yes cum!!! Cum on my face!!!" Jerome grunted and cried "Oh gawddd!!!" as a massive load of cum shot from his cock, sailing through the air and hitting Lana's tongue with such force it startled her. A second volley followed and landed on her forehead and nose with a splat. Meanwhile Lionel had pushed the blonde aside and moved in to take his turn. He held open Lana's wet pink pussy for the crowd. His huge ebony cock was the biggest I'd ever seen and was standing at full attention. "Look at your wife!" he grinned at me. "The fucking slut's all soaking wet and ready to go!!!" "Fuck the slut, Lionel!" someone yelled. "Go on! Fuck her and put her out of her misery!!" "Yeah Lionel!" Jerome cried. "Put your big black snake in the little cocksuckers snatch!!" Lionel laid Lana back on the floor and teased her with his massive throbbing cock, sliding it up and down her cunt until she whimpered in frustration. "Tell everybody what you want baby! You want some big black cock in that married white pussy?" "Yesss... oh Jesus...yesss!!!" Please... fuck me!!!!" Lana begged. Lionel obliged her by burying all ten inches of his throbbing manhood into my wife's pussy. The room became hushed as she looked over at me and sobbed. "Oh god I'm sorry honey but his cock is so much bigger than yours and feels so good!!!" Lionel began her sexing and Lana let out a long erotic moan as he worked his mammoth cock in and out of her. As he sped up his cum filled balls slapped noisily against her reddened ass and a frothy white ring formed at the base of his cock. Lana's cunt made those wet slupping sounds again. When she dug her fingernails into his back and started to make little mewling noises, I knew she was about to come. I took out my cock and began to play with myself. Lost in depravity and oblivious to the milling crowd I cried out. "Fuck my wife!! Go on... give it to her good!" The blonde woman who had been fondling Lana took my drooling cock in her manicured hand. "You really do get off on watching your wife fuck don't you?" she smiled, getting down on her knees in front of me. "You poor little cuckold.. Here, lie down on the floor and let me put you out of your misery!" The sexy blonde commenced to suck me off, squeezing my tortured cock with her pouty red lips while Lionel fucked Lana. I'd seen a lot of blowjobs in porn movies but none of them came close to what she was doing to me. She was a master at her craft. Just then Lionel grunted and his muscular buttocks clenched as he drained his swollen balls into Lana's snatch. She looked over at me helplessly as he came in a shuddering climax. "Oh fuck Mike... he's creaming inside me!!! And I'm coming too baby!!! Oh god, I'm coming too!!!" "Go for it Lana!" I croaked. "Let it go baby!" I let go of my load and the blonde giggled, backing away as volley after volley of my freshly churned cum blasted through the air. Lionel let out a big contented sigh and drew his spent still dripping penis out of Lana's gaping well fucked cunt. I'd be lying if I said I didn't experience any angst. "Man your wife is quite the ride!" he grinned at me. Lionel turned to the onlookers. "Okay you guys. Whose going to be next?" All the men and even some of the women jockeyed for position. I realized that Lana and I were in for the long haul. We were about to have a very long night.