Black Bodybuilders Gang Me In Front Of My Husband

My husband Tim and I were at a body building contest. Tim had received free tickets for the event from the boss at work. Although Tim wasn’t really into lifting weights and men’s fitness, he thought he’d better take the tickets and go along just to be polite.

I had to admit I was a little reluctant at first, but when I saw what was on stage, I began to tingle.

I was looking at men rippling with muscle all over, men with with muscles in places where most men did not have places, I was looking at masculine specimens with biceps bigger than most men’s thighs.

As it happened, when they got to the final round all the bodybuilders left were black, and it occurred to me that up to this point, I had never been with a black man in my life.

I was feeling an excitement I had not felt in an age, it was the excitement of being in the presence of real men, and I realised that I did not feel that with Tim.

When we did have sex it didn’t last much longer than a minute, and he was not a big man. When I looked at the men on stage, I saw some impressive bulges in those trunks.

My breath was quickening, my nipples were hardening, my clit was beginning to throb. The sudden urge to be taken by a man-or multiple men-was consuming me. I had a husband who did not know how to satisfy a woman, but I knew where I could get some satisfaction. I turned to Tim as the bodybuilders kept flexing and posing on stage, the crowd cheering them on.

“Tim, you have never fucked me good in all the time we’ve been married and you have a small dick. It’s time for you to get a lesson on how a woman ought to get fucked.”

“Molly what the…”

I did not wait for him to finish his sentence. I strode up onto the stage, stripping off my clothes as I did so. The bodybuilders stopped their posing and looked at me dumbfounded as my round tits spilled out into the open, then my panties came off and my shaven pink cunt was revealed.

I grabbed the mike from the astonished announcer. I was standing on stage naked, surrounded by five herculean black bodybuilders in front of a crowd-and my husband. I put the mike to my mouth.

“Good evening”, I started, “I am here with my puny little husband. He just can’t measure up to the guys you see on stage, and the fact of the matter is he cannot satisfy me with his little, white, four inch cock. I need to teach him a lesson, so I am now going to let these guys gangbang me into next week right here and now.”

As the crowd cheered, Tim rushed to the front.

“Molly you can’t do this.”

“Oh I am absolutely going to do this Tim, I am surrounded by gleaming, chiselled, dark bodies, the kind of bodies that put you to shame. I am going to do this and you are going to watch.”

I turned to the bodybuilders, who were all licking their lips, and the bulges in those shorts were now tents.

“Get those cocks out boys, show me what you’ve got.”

There was a collective gasp from the crowd as they all hauled down their trunks, and five long and drooling ebony sceptres sprang out into the open. Oh yes, these men were ready to take me and fuck me rough, to show my little white husband what dark meat could do.

“You want the black boys to take your white ass and tear your pussy up in front of your bitch husband?” Said one of them with a smile. “We can do that alright.”

One of them got down on all fours. I gasped delightedly as another set upon me, lifting me up effortlessly and slamming me down on the muscular back of the man who was on all fours-he was clearly to act as a table of sorts.