The autumn air was crisp and beginning to turn cold as Lisa walked through the park by her office. It was a quiet place to unwind after a stressful day in the courtroom, representing a non-profit charity for children's rights in her hometown where she lived with her husband Frank. The trees were just starting to change color and there wasn't much activity here except the occasional jogger or dog walker making their way past her. She smiled as she passed one of them - he was a bit older than her but definitely checking her out. They met each other's eyes and shared a brief moment of eye contact that said more than words ever could have. He jogged past her without saying anything, Lisa turned to watch him go by and then caught him turning his head to look back at her over his shoulder as he went down the path, he saw her watching him and grinned. She felt something stir inside her and knew it had nothing to do with the cold wind blowing across the park. She shook her head slightly and started walking again when she realized what she'd been thinking about and blushed furiously at herself.

When she got home Frank was on the couch reading a book and drinking a beer. Lisa sat down next to him and put her feet up on the coffee table, "How did your case go?" he asked as he put the book down and took off his glasses. She shrugged, "It was just some boilerplate stuff for the upcoming trial, nothing big yet." She paused for a second, "I got checked out at the park today."

Frank looked up from under his brows, "Really? What happened?" His face lit up when he heard her story, "You still got 'it', baby. I would check you out, too." He winked at her, "Was he hotter than me?"

She laughed, "Nobody is hotter than you, baby." She leaned forward and kissed him softly on the lips, "He was looking pretty fine though, I have to say." She let her voice trail off as she waited for Frank's reaction. Lisa smirked when she saw the blush creep onto his cheeks, she loved seeing him like this, it made her feel powerful to know how much she affected him. Frank wanted to know what the guy looked like. Lisa looked at him suggestively, "He looked good, older black guy. Not that much older but there was something there." She licked her lips and added, "He would be someone I would talk to if we ever ran into each other again." Lisa moved her hand to his crotch and stroked him through his slacks, "You like hearing about me getting checked out?" She gave him a wicked smile, and unzipped his pants, slowly stroking him, watching him squirm. Frank moaned and bucked his hips, "Yeah, I do." She giggled and she put her lips around him, slowly moving down to the base of his shaft and taking him all the way into her mouth. "You want to watch him fuck me?" Lisa looked up at Frank, holding out on him until he answered her. "I bet you'd love to see me get fucked by another man, his big cock filling my pussy up." She sucked the head, looking up at him, "Wouldn't you?"

Lisa gingerly squeezed Frank's penis, waiting for an answer. Frank watched her stroke him and then he nodded, "I would love to watch you get fucked by another man." He stood up and grabbed her hand, "Let's go upstairs." He pulled her up from the floor and led her into the bedroom, pushing her towards the bed. Lisa lay on the bed on her back, waiting for Frank. She moaned as he slid his cock into her, slowly at first. Then he picked up speed and pounded her hard. "Fuck, baby," she cried out, "Your cock feels so good." She reached between her legs and rubbed her clit as Frank continued to pound her, moaning his name, squeezing him tight as he pumped his load into her.

Both of them breathing heavily as they basked in the afterglow of their coupling. He lifted himself up off her and she opened her eyes, smiling at him, "That was amazing." She kissed him, "I love you, Frank." He hugged her close, "I love you, too." They lay together for a while holding each other, Lisa stared at the ceiling, her mind going over everything that had happened. They fell asleep that way, her head resting on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. They made love again in the morning, the memory of the night before still fresh in their minds. Lisa whispered into Frank's ear, "The thing is, honey, you have to promise me, if we ever do it, nobody will find out." Frank nodded and agreed without hesitation.

A couple of weeks later, Lisa was in the supermarket after work, coming down the freezer aisle when a man came around the corner and bumped into her. "Excuse me," she said calmly as she held onto the handle of the cart she was pushing. The man began to apologize and then stopped when he realized that he knew her. Lisa could see the gears moving in his head as he tried to figure out where they knew each other. He smiled, "I'm sorry, have we met before?" She shook her head slowly, "No, not technically." He gave her an odd look, "So how did I know you?" She tilted her head at him, smirking, "You checked me out at the park the other week." The man looked shocked, Lisa continued, "It's okay because I was checking you out too." She winked at him and started to walk away as he ran after her, "Wait, wait," he said, "Please tell me your name?" Lisa turned to face him, smiling, "Lisa, what's yours?" He extended his hand, "Jamal." She took it, "Nice to meet you, Jamal."

Jamal handed her a business card, "I'm new in town, let's grab a drink. How about this Saturday night?" Lisa smiled, "That sounds great, can my husband come?" Jamal grinned and didn't miss a beat, "Only if he wants to watch me flirt with you all night." Lisa laughed, "He just might, if that doesn't bother you." Jamal shrugged his shoulders, "Sure, why not? Sounds like fun." They agreed on the time and place, and Lisa walked back to her car, thinking about what just happened.

That night, back at Frank and Lisa's house, Lisa was lying next to her husband talking about her day. "I had an interesting encounter at the grocery store today." She told him, "I bumped into someone who recognized me from the park the other week." She paused for effect, "We ended up talking for a little bit. He asked me out!" Frank was surprised, "Really?" Lisa nodded, "Yeah, it was nice meeting him again." She looked over at her husband, seeing his eyebrows raised in interest. He put his arm around her, "What did you say?" Lisa smiled at him, "You know, the usual thing, I guess. I'm married, etc." She reached behind her neck and undid one of the buttons on her blouse, exposing more cleavage, "It was nice chatting, but he wouldn't take no for an answer." She let go of the button and pulled down another, revealing a sliver of lace bra peeking out, she shivered slightly, "I'd be lying if I said there wasn't some flirting going on." She turned to face Frank, looking back at him with big brown eyes, "And since you've already told me that you would love to see another man fuck me, well..." Her fingers went back under her shirt and grabbed onto his cock through his pants, stroking it slowly as she watched her husband's expression change, becoming excited, "I thought maybe, if we are ever gonna do something like this, we should pick a good time to have him over." She winked at him, "Your thoughts?" She giggled at him, knowing how he got when she started teasing him about sex, especially involving other men, "Well," Frank licked his lips, "I think it's great." His hand slid up her side and cupped her breast gently, "You're amazing, baby," Lisa smiled at him, "Thanks," she then moved her hands behind his head, pulling him close for a kiss, "But I want you inside me, not just watching someone else fucking me." She made eye contact with him again, "Wouldn't you?" She reached back between their bodies and felt his cock against her ass cheeks, "You can watch if you wish, honey, but your turn will come too."

They spent the rest of that evening talking about the weekend and the meet-up with Jamal, they were both extremely nervous, wondering what the outcome would be, but neither had any doubts as to what was going to happen. Frank knew that Lisa was going to fuck Jamal if they met for dinner, it was inevitable; after all, he'd never heard her talk about another man like that before. He smiled, thinking of how much fun it was gonna be, and he couldn't wait to see her with a big cock in her pussy, moaning his name as she came, as he fucked her relentlessly, making her cum over and over until he shot a huge load into her, filling her up with his seed.

The week before Saturday seemed to drag on forever, the anticipation distracted Lisa from everything around her, even work itself, causing her stress level to increase considerably, adding fuel to fire, getting her more and more wound up, desperate for some relief, and it wasn't long at all before she locked herself in the bathroom at work and started touching herself on her lunch break. By Saturday morning Lisa could hardly contain her excitement, so she went out early to buy a new outfit, a black lace affair that left little to the imagination, one that she hoped Jamal would like. Lisa knew that Frank would enjoy it too, watching her get dressed slowly and tease him while doing so, knowing that she bought them to show off for another man. As soon as Frank got home, Lisa jumped him, kissing him passionately, "Did you miss me?" She asked, "I can't believe how horny I've been," Frank grinned and dropped his keys on the kitchen counter. "We have an hour until we have to leave, are you almost ready to go?" Frank asked. Lisa nodded and kissed him again, "Just have to finish my makeup and then we can leave." The clock ticked by quickly as Frank paced downstairs, his mind occupied with what was on the menu for tonight. After Lisa was done, she came down the stairs in a little black dress, her hair done exquisitely, her jewelry dazzling as it caught the light. They got into Frank's car, both of them trying not to be nervous, wondering what would happen when they finally met Jamal. They drove to a dimly-lit bar on the far side of town, a place that they had never been to, and sat down at a table near the back wall. The table was in an alcove that afforded them some privacy, which Frank had hoped would be enough if things turned awkward and uncomfortable, but that didn't stop his nerves from beginning to set in during the wait. Just as Frank began to get cold feet, Jamal arrived at their table with a smile on his face.

"You must be Frank!" Jamal said, holding out his hand, "Jamal Jones, nice to meet ya, man." He pulled Lisa up and into a big bear hug, pulling her in close, feeling her ass as he squeezed her tight, she wrapped her arms around his neck and looked over to Frank, grinning slightly, "Honey, this is Jamal," Frank watched as his wife embraced the other man, he was already excited, and thankful that the table was covering his erection. "Pleasure to meet you, Jamal." Frank smiled again. They settled in and the waitress, an older woman with glasses came over immediately; Frank ordered beer while Jamal and Lisa opted to have cocktails that had double shots of tequila mixed in them. It was hard not to notice how attractive Lisa looked tonight, dressed so seductively for Jamal as they talked, "So what's your story, Jamal?" She asked, taking a sip from the glass. "My story?" He said, smiling at her, "I'm new in town, I thought maybe you could fill me in on all the fun stuff to do around here, tell me where to go, who to talk to, etcetera." Lisa laughed lightly, looking at Frank and raising one eyebrow, "Well, there are plenty of things to see, do, buy, or just hang out in the area, but most guys don't know about it." Frank realized that Lisa was being somewhat more direct than usual, her eyes were definitely appraising Jamal as he spoke, "There is a great adult theater downtown called 'The Pit' that I heard has some good movies and some other fun if you know where to look," Lisa reached over and took Jamal's hand briefly, "Frank never took me there, but I've always wondered what goes on in there once the lights are off."

Frank felt something in his gut start to twist and knot up as he watched the exchange between his wife and Jamal, watching him hold her hands, feeling the electricity that was flowing through their bodies. He knew that they wanted each other, that they would fuck, and that Lisa liked talking with Jamal, getting to know another man, and letting him feel her up under the table. Frank knew that this was going to happen tonight. "Oh yeah?" Jamal asked Frank, noticing the change in expression on Frank's face, "You like dirty movies, right?" He smiled at Frank again, "I bet you'd love to watch my cock sliding inside Lisa, making her cum all over it!" Jamal laughed and Frank had to force himself not to react, trying to think of a good response. "That's why we're all here, I guess." Frank said flatly. Jamal saw how nervous his new friend was but decided against teasing him any further, too aware that Lisa was sitting next to them, and that she was just waiting for an opportunity to get her hands on Jamal, "Yeah, well maybe you should tell me what you want to see first."

Frank thought about it for a moment, " I want you to make her scream while you fill her up," he paused briefly, "And I wanna be there when you stretch her pussy so wide that she'll have trouble walking tomorrow." Frank finished, unable to believe what he was saying, could barely contain his excitement as he spoke. Jamal grinned at Frank, sensing that he got the message loud and clear, then turned his attention back to Lisa, taking her hand gently in his own and stroking one finger over the pad of her thumb lightly, smiling again, "Well, what about you, Lisa? What do you want?" She blushed slightly but answered, obviously pleased that he included her, "Hmmm, let me think," she sipped from her glass again, feeling the alcohol burn down her throat, loosening up her tongue, "Maybe something kinky, like a little bondage, some spanking, who knows?" Again, Jamal looked at Frank and knew immediately who would enjoy those fantasies; he smiled, knowing that Frank wanted to see his wife fucked by another man in every hole, "Sounds good, sounds fun." They talked for several more minutes, and soon afterwards, they ordered their food and settled into comfortable silence around them, getting lost in conversation with each other. Jamal excused himself to use the restroom, giving Frank and Lisa a chance to talk. Frank could tell that Lisa was feeling the tequila, she wasn't quite steady on her feet, but it didn't stop her from rubbing her chest on Jamal, making sure that her husband saw what she was doing, hoping he'd encourage her to fuck Jamal tonight, or if not, then at least have some fun for herself. Frank asked, "You okay, honey?" He leaned over and kissed her cheek softly, looking at her closely, "Are you still nervous?" Lisa nodded and said, "Kinda, I mean we've never done anything like this before, but I'm gonna try to relax, ok? We can do this." She grabbed his hand briefly, squeezing it tightly, "I promise," Frank smiled warmly at her, patting her leg gently, "Let's just take things slow and see where everything goes, alright?" It was obvious that Lisa wanted to fuck Jamal, but she also seemed to be trying to keep her mind focused on Frank, wanting to please him too, which caused Frank to wonder how far they could push the boundaries tonight; allowing his wife to get acquainted with another man.

Lisa looked at her husband, Frank was staring out the window, he was being thoughtful, definitely distracted from their surroundings by the events of the evening so far, and apparently thinking about something else entirely, "Hey uhm, Frank, would it bother you if our new friend here fucked me tonight?" She paused for effect, feeling her heart beat faster as she spoke, looking at Frank with her big brown eyes and waiting to see what he thought; hoping that he encouraged her fantasy. Frank looked at her for a moment, wondering if she really wanted to go through with this, "It might," He admitted finally, "But I can't stop thinking about it." Again, Lisa took her husband's hand, holding it in hers firmly, and gave him one last look to let him know that it was okay, "If you don't want to watch, then you don't have to, but I want to fuck Jamal. Do you think you can handle it?" She asked, looking back at Frank, who hesitated for only an instant before nodding, knowing that his wife had taken charge, pushing them to follow their desires tonight, "Yeah, honey, we'll do whatever makes us happy." Frank smiled and said, giving her a quick kiss, "So are you going to invite Jamal back to our house?" He asked, seeing his wife watching him closely, sensing that she wanted this to happen tonight, even if he didn't. Lisa nodded slightly and replied, "Well actually, um, why don't we get a hotel room tonight? Just in case things go South."

Frank looked at her, pleased, "Hmmm, well there's nothing wrong with thinking ahead eh?" She laughed lightly and downed her cocktail as Jamal came walking back to their table. Frank watched as Jamal approached his wife, wrapping his arm around her waist as he sat down. Jamal looked down at her empty glass and asked, "How are you two doing? Another round?" Frank and Lisa nodded in agreement, and before long the waitress was back at the table with another round of drinks. Jamal raised his glass for a toast, "To new friends!" He paused briefly, looking over to Frank again, "And uhm," he cleared his throat, "Let's just hope that they stay our good friends tonight." The three drank together in silence, feeling comfortable now and having established some rapport despite the strange circumstances of their meeting. After several minutes of pleasant conversation, Frank got up to have a cigarette outside, leaving Lisa alone with Jamal at the table. Frank stood alone in the cold air outside the bar; thinking about what would happen next between his wife and Jamal, getting his head ready to witness his wife becoming very familiar with another man in front of him – an exciting and intimidating prospect for sure.

As soon as Frank was gone, Jamal turned to face Lisa, who seemed to be enjoying herself chatting away to him, smiling occasionally, stroking her fingers through her hair seductively, making eye contact with Jamal again as she leaned forward slightly to give him a better view down her dress. Jamal couldn't help but smile at her, knowing that she had probably fantasized many times about being fucked by other men. It was obvious that she wanted it even more than Frank did. Lisa finally asked him, "So tell me something, how far do you want to push things tonight?" She said, looking at him intently, trying not to sound too eager or nervous as he replied, "I'm gonna finish my drink first, and then after that we can see where everything goes." Again, Lisa smiled broadly, pleased with his answer, "That sounds nice," she commented softly, moving closer to Jamal again, rubbing her hand along his thigh. They talked for several minutes quietly, talking in general and flirting with each other briefly, toying with the tension in the room, excited at the possibilities of what could happen.

Frank returned, a third wheel now, as Lisa and Jamal were focused more on each other, speaking without looking at Frank directly. Frank watched Lisa stare lustily at Jamal, her hands underneath the table where he couldn't see them. Jamal had one arm wrapped around Lisa as he sipped his drink, chatting quietly with her, no longer acknowledging Frank. Frank's heart raced, watching his wife with another man; getting used to seeing her like that, and feeling himself tense up inside, wondering if she was really going to fuck Jamal tonight, hoping that she would, realizing that they'd crossed some kind of boundary already as she made sure that her husband saw what she was doing by reaching down under the table and squeezing Jamal, making eye contact again with Frank. She wanted this so badly, wanting to please him just as much as he wanted to watch her get fucked, although in a way, he wasn't quite ready for it yet, still thinking about how to handle things tonight, allowing his wife to play out their fantasies however she pleased, including fucking Jamal, and Frank didn't know whether he liked that idea or just the fantasy. He sat there silently, drinking heavily, trying to be patient but unable to relax as she stared into Jamal's eyes again, both of them seemingly lost in conversation again for several moments, until finally, Jamal turned to Frank. "Hey Frank, where are we taking this party?" Jamal asked, gesturing to Lisa and pointing to the door. Lisa looked over at Frank briefly, then back at Jamal, who continued, "My apartment isn't ready yet, I've been staying at the Ritz Hotel, want to head back there?"

Frank thought a moment, knowing that he was drunk, not very clear headed right now, also sensing that Jamal was waiting patiently, perhaps even enjoying what he was witnessing; his wife with another man – definitely something new and exciting, but maybe not entirely comfortable for Frank as the fantasy started playing in his mind too, wondering if he was really okay with this happening. Frank knew that she wanted it more than almost anything else in that moment, and had planned to fuck Jamal before night was through anyway. It was now or never. "I'll drive." Frank replied.

Jamal stood up, pulling Lisa out of the booth with him. "Let's do it." Jamal said, Lisa laughed, leaning on Jamal as she stood up. There was a crisp breeze in the air as they crossed the parking lot to the car, Jamal opened the door for Lisa and they both slid into the back seat. Frank took his place in the driver's seat before they pulled out of the parking lot. As Frank drove towards the Ritz, he felt himself getting tense again, nervous about what would happen tonight, excited by it as well; feeling guilty but unable to stop what had been set in motion long ago. Frank looked in the rear-view mirror, Jamal had his eyes closed and was leaning back in his seat, he couldn't see Lisa. He adjusted the mirror and saw the back of her head, her face in Jamal's crotch. Frank had a hard time focusing on the road, glimpsing in the mirror constantly, watching his wife's head bobbing up and down as they drove to the Ritz Hotel.

They arrived at the Ritz before Lisa had time to finish, she flashed a huge smile to Frank when she looked up and realized that he was watching her as they drove over. They walked into the lobby, it was deserted save for the desk clerk who seemed more interested in the magazine she was reading than the trio walking to the elevators. Jamal led Lisa into the elevator, taking his hand off of hers momentarily to press the number for the penthouse suite. Frank followed them in, standing behind them as they rode up to the top floor, feeling his pulse racing, breathing heavily as he watched Jamal and Lisa getting close, touching each other intimately again, kissing deeply as they held hands. Frank's heart raced as he watched them in the reflection of the elevator doors, which opened suddenly into the expansive penthouse living area of Jamal's suite. Jamal turned to face Frank, beckoning him forward, "Come on, Frank." He said, "You're gonna love this."

Frank stepped out of the elevator and followed Jamal over to the massive windows overlooking the city, a sea of lights blazing in the darkness below them, reflecting brightly against the glass, illuminated by neon signs everywhere, thousands of cars driving past below them, shining bright spotlights onto themselves as they drove along, flashing headlights from every direction at random intervals, adding to the spectacle of life and energy below them, so much color and movement going on all at once, mesmerizing Frank as he gazed out the window, hypnotized by the sheer amount of light and activity, his eyes drawn to the glittering reflections of the buildings towering high above him, gleaming brilliantly in the dark night sky, sparkling like diamonds, casting shadows across the ground below, illuminating the millions of people walking along streets and roads, jostling their way through traffic, rushing home to bed, working late at their jobs, etc., etc., etc., all those lives out there, millions upon millions of them, hundreds of billions perhaps, just going about their daily routines, oblivious to what was happening in the penthouse suite at that very moment.

"Let's have another drink while I show you around," Jamal clapped his hand on Frank's shoulder and led him towards the wet bar. Frank and Lisa followed Jamal closely, admiring the decor and design of the spacious suite, noting the paintings and sculptures throughout, the marble floors, and the various pieces of art hanging on the walls, even the crystal chandelier overhead. They had drinks in hand as they wandered around, Jamal had his arm around Lisa again, showing her a sculpture of a naked woman, obviously sculpted from clay, with an exaggerated roundness to her body that exuded sensuality. A beautiful piece indeed, drawing looks from Frank and Lisa alike, neither of them had ever seen such a thing before, Jamal's taste artwork was certainly unique. Jamal pointed to a small figurine of a tribal-looking man and a fair-skinned woman having sex, a bit grotesque but erotic nonetheless, "I bought that from a guy in Miami Beach," Jamal explained, "It's called 'The Lovebirds'", he continued, "He said that it's supposed to represent the concept of interracial sex, sort of symbolic of how two people can overcome cultural differences and find common ground in their sexuality." Jamal laughed, turning to look at Lisa, "I think he was just having a laugh at my expense though. Come, let me show you the main attraction." Jamal led Lisa to his bedroom with Frank following silently behind, walking past a smaller bedroom that had been converted to a studio of sorts, stopping briefly to admire a painting of a nude woman in a garden. She was reclining languidly on a bench, looking into the distance with her legs spread apart, gazing at nothing, one hand resting on her breast, the other holding a wine glass in front of her, smiling seductively, wearing only a few strands of pearls around her neck, exposing her soft white skin, a perfect contrast to her dark brown pubic hair, the background painted to appear as if it were part of the landscape, trees, flowers, hills, etc., it was breathtakingly gorgeous. Frank snapped out of his daze when he heard Lisa giggle, "Frank, are you coming with us?"

Jamal had brought Lisa into his bedroom and sat her down on the king-sized bed, tucking her into its center, lying down next to her, stroking her cheek gently as he did so, kissing her lips softly, feeling her warm breath against his face, caressing her breasts, running his fingers through her thick hair. Jamal looked back at Frank, "Come here Frank, sit down with us." Jamal directed, Frank moved closer to the bed, sitting down beside Lisa, taking her hand in his as she lay back against the bed. Jamal reached over and began rubbing her thigh, making her squirm slightly, Frank leaned in close to whisper in her ear, "Do you want him to fuck you? Do you want him to cum inside your pussy?" Frank whispered as he nibbled on her earlobe, causing her to moan lightly, "Tell me what you want Frank."

Frank felt her squirm as Jamal was softly kissing the inside of her thigh, moving slowly up towards her pussy, his mouth inches away from her slit, hovering there, feeling her tremble beneath him, feeling her heat, inhaling deeply, savoring the smell of her arousal, letting it permeate his nostrils. "I want to see you lose control tonight," Frank whispered, "I love you, Lisa." Frank kissed her passionately before he pulled back, brushing his thumb across her lower lip. Lisa gave him a look of surprise, tilting her head slightly to the side, blushing, looking down at Jamal between her legs, biting her bottom lip as she tried to hide her excitement. Jamal pushed her knees farther apart, her dress was hiked up to her waist, and she hadn't worn any underwear that night. Frank watched as Jamal buried his face in Lisa's pussy, licking her juices off her inner thighs, she moaned softly as he tasted her, sucking her sweet nectar from her folds, then slipping his tongue deep into her wet hole, stirring her insides with his rough tongue, probing her depths, teasing her clitoris, pushing his tongue in further, sliding it back and forth, making her squirm and writhe on the bed.

Jamal licked up her slit, tickling her outer labia with his tongue, he made slow circles around her opening, using his tongue to stroke her sensitive flesh, feeling her tremble underneath him, her thighs quivered uncontrollably. Jamal moved up to kiss her again, parting her swollen lips with his thumbs, tasting her, feeling her pulse throb under his fingertips as she ground her hips against his face, trying to push herself deeper into his mouth, she wanted him inside of her badly, desperately, wanting him to fuck her so bad that she begged Jamal to fuck her.

Jamal stood up and unbuckled his belt and let his pants fall to the ground, his massive cock sprung free. Frank tried not to stare, but Jamal's cock was enormous, much larger than his own. Frank began to have second thoughts as Jamal approached Lisa again, but it was too late to stop it. Jamal grabbed her legs roughly and spread them wide open, kneeling down between them, positioning himself at the entrance of her waiting pussy, rubbing the tip of his fat cock up and down her slit. Lisa's pussy gripped him tightly as he entered her, her lips stretched around his big black cock, she gasped loudly as he slid deeper inside of her. Lisa had never felt anything so large inside of her before, Jamal's cock stretched her tight little pussy to its limits. He forced her to take his entire length, inch after thick inch, deeper than Frank had ever been able to go. Jamal let Lisa start first, she moved around until she found a comfortable spot. Soon after, Jamal took control.

He slowly began to move his hips as his cock plunged in and out of her, her muscles massaging him as he moved inside of her. Jamal started to pick up speed, slamming into her, pounding her pussy hard, feeling her pussy spasm around him. Her whole body shook violently as she struggled to contain her intense pleasure, arching her back and pushing her ass back into his lap, moaning loudly, gasping for air, almost crying out in ecstasy as Jamal began to pound into her. Lisa was in heaven, she couldn't believe how good it felt, how powerful, how amazing it was to be fucked by a huge black man. He filled her completely, spread her wide open, sending shivers up her spine, forcing her to feel just how much bigger and thicker he was than her husband, Frank. She cried out in pleasure, begging Jamal to fuck her harder, faster, longer, to make her cum, to fill her pussy with his hot seed. Jamal kept fucking her, pounding into her, grunting with exertion, his hands gripping her hips tightly, holding her still, refusing to allow her to escape his grasp, he held her in place, keeping her pinned against the mattress, her legs wrapped around his waist with his cock buried deep inside of her, pounding her pussy like a jackhammer, slamming into her over and over again. Lisa had never been fucked like this before, his big black cock was stretching her to her limit, making her scream with pleasure. Frank could only watch as Lisa bucked wildly against Jamal, desperate for more, wanting to feel his hot cum filling her pussy.

Lisa screamed as she began to orgasm, her pussy clenching around Jamal's thick cock, squeezing it, pulsating as she came. Jamal didn't let up, he kept pumping into her, driving her to another intense orgasm, the two of them locked together, her body wracked with pleasure, her eyes rolled back in her head, her whole body shook. Frank could only watch in awe, unable to believe what he saw, unable to take his eyes off his wife. The way she moaned as Jamal bottomed out inside of her made Frank realize that Lisa loved every moment of it, and that he could never compete. Jamal pulled out of her, Lisa's pussy was gaping open, her lips red and swollen from being fucked, her pussy juice dripped down her thighs, onto the sheets Her breathing was heavy and labored, a satisfied smile on her face, a look of pure bliss etched on her features as Jamal flipped her over onto her stomach. Frank had a front row seat as he watched Jamal slide back inside of Lisa's pussy, spreading her cheeks apart, as he buried himself inside of her once again.

Jamal began to thrust into her harder now, he was determined to make her cum again, he wanted to make her scream, he wanted Frank to hear her cry out in pleasure as he fucked her. He picked up speed as Lisa's big boobs slammed against the mattress. Her eyes were closed tightly, her face was twisted in concentration, it was all she could do to just hang on for the ride. Jamal began to grunt louder, his voice became deeper, his thrusts grew faster, his balls slapped against her ass loudly. She could feel his big black cock swell inside of her, he was so close, he was going to fill her with his hot seed. She needed it inside of her, she craved it, she wanted it more than anything else in that moment. Jamal felt her tighten up around him, he heard her moan deeply as her body quivered, shuddered violently, her muscles clenched tightly. She came powerfully, screaming out, her pussy squeezed around Jamal's cock hard, as he released a huge load of hot semen deep into Lisa's womb. He filled her tight little pussy completely, making her writhe and squirm on the bed as he kept pumping inside of her, thrust after thrust. Jamal looked at Frank through slitted eyes, giving him a smug grin as his cum leaked out of Lisa's pussy, dribbling down between her thighs as he slowly pulled out of her, her pussy still squeezing tightly as she tried to milk every last drop from his cock.

Jamal stood up quickly, leaving Lisa gasping for breath, trying to regain control of herself again as she lay naked on the bed. Frank took her in his arms, and held her close to him; he kissed her lovingly. He brushed the messy hair out of her face as he told her that he loved her, she grinned sheepishly up at him, still out of breath. She was surprised when Jamal walked over to them, naked, his gigantic cock was still hard. The look on his face was one of pure relaxation; Jamal knelt before her, staring deeply into her eyes, taking her hand in his, as she looked back up at him. "I'm glad you came out tonight. I needed that," he whispered softly, "you were amazing." Jamal leaned forward, kissing her passionately. As he pulled away, Lisa replied, "You were too. I've never been fucked like that before, it felt so good." She hugged Jamal tightly, pulling his body against hers, they embraced for a moment before Jamal stood up to get dressed.

Lisa's dress fell into place as she slowly pulled herself up off of the bed, she watched Jamal button his shirt up, he looked at her with an expression of pride and satisfaction. Lisa turned around, looking at Frank, he ran his hands through his own disheveled hair, smiling awkwardly, slightly embarrassed for having watched his wife getting railed by another man, but he also knew that Lisa would not have done it if he didn't ask her to. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him lovingly, holding him tightly, pressing herself against him, feeling his erection pressed up against her. "Did you enjoy the show, baby? Did you like seeing your wife get filled up? Was it everything you wanted?" she asked him quietly in his ear, as she nibbled on his earlobe playfully, whispering to him sweetly. Frank sighed, nodding his head, unsure how much more of this he could take, he wanted to leave the hotel, to take Lisa home and reclaim his wife. Lisa was still staring up at him, he glanced down at her, watching her smirk, knowing what she wanted from him. He bent over and whispered into her ear, "Are you ready to go now, my little slut?" He smacked her on the ass and led her to the elevator. Jamal walked over with them, as they stepped onto the lift, he called out to them, "I'll be here for a few more weeks until my apartment is done, I hope we can see each other again soon." Lisa looked back and blew Jamal a kiss, grinning cheekily, "I'm sure we will."

The doors closed silently, leaving the two of them alone together in silence, the gravity of what just transpired began to set in on the long ride down the elevator to the lobby. Lisa leaned into Frank, kissing him deeply, passionately, her hand massaging his crotch, feeling his hard cock pulsating between their bodies, when the doors of the elevator opened and the harsh light of the lobby hit them, they broke apart quickly. They headed outside into the cool air, walking side by side through the parking lot towards Frank's car. Both of them were silent, lost in thought, trying to come to grips with what had happened, but most of all, in the aftermath, trying to figure out where things stood with one another. As Frank got behind the wheel, Lisa got into his passenger seat, not making eye contact, she was still processing everything that had taken place, as well as everything she knew about herself and her husband, and what she truly wanted to do with him, there was so much going on inside of her mind, it almost felt like a lifetime before she finally spoke up, breaking the silence between the two of them, as Frank pulled away from the hotel and drove them home, "Thank you for tonight, babe." She said softly, taking his hand in hers, "That was really hot." Frank smiled and nodded, unable to speak, unsure of how to respond, he tried to keep his eyes on the road, but he couldn't help glancing over at his wife, who stared out the window silently, smiling.

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