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Joe and I didn't talk a lot for the next three weeks... just enough to conduct family business. On Friday and Saturday nights I was "dating" Robert and fucking him at home in our bed on Wednesday. Our kids wondered why Robert came over on each Wednesday and we just said there was "business" to conduct between us... not so much of a lie if you think on it.

They KNEW there was more to it than that... but we kept the truth from them. Joe was impassive on our Wednesday night romps. He dutifully videotaped Robert and I fucking. We made him do it naked, and we saw his cock was rigid hard. The tell-tale sign that he really liked what was happening even if his mind would not admit it. Robert stayed the night each time and I had arranged to miss the morning work, not being due in till 1:00 PM.

I had asked Robert to be discreet around the office and he was as good as gold on his word, not making any improper references, touching, etc. I was thankful. For the part of me that was still thinking in conventional terms did not want everyone to know I was fucking Robert twice a week. There were enough people who already knew. I did not need anyone at work other than Sharon to be in on my secret. Of course that was doomed from the beginning, but I was trying to stave it off for as long as I could.

On our "dates" Robert would take me to his favorite Black bar and show me off to his friends... it was clear to all I was his new "whore" as that was the way his friends referred to me. Afterwards he would take me to the motel and fuck me all night and into the next day... sometimes I wouldn't come home till Sunday afternoon or even later. I realized I was addicted to Robert's Black Cock. I HAD to have it and would do anything to get it... I was to learn how far I would go very quickly.

On Halloween night, a Saturday, I was with Robert as usual and he told me we were going to a party at a private home. I had been told to dress in a costume... he was the Devil. How appropriate I thought... I was told to dress as an angel. Robert gave me my costume which he had purchased. It consisted of a very thin and quite revealing white negligee with a pair of wings on the back and a golden halo resting on my head, and silver high heels on my feet.

I told Robert I couldn't go in public wearing this, as it showed everything... I was almost nude in it. He told me I WOULD wear it because if I didn't, I could forget ever getting any more of the cock he knew I loved so much! I looked at him and cried because I knew I was beaten. I would do anything he asked just so he kept on fucking me.

When I walked into the home there were only Black people there... no whites, no Hispanics, no Asians. There were a few Black women, most very pretty. Everyone had some kind of costume on... even if it was only a mask. No one was dressed scantily... only me. It was clear I was "on display." I was embarrassed and blushing all over, they all were making lewd comments about me and talking about fucking me. I was scared silly.

I clung to the only familiar thing I knew... Robert. For about an hour there was nothing but talk, then Robert led me into the bedroom and told me to undress. I did as he asked even though the door was wide open. I asked him if he was going to fuck me now... here? He said I was going to be fucked but not by him. I stepped back with my hand to my mouth...

I knew what he had in mind... but I was so aghast at the prospect. I asked him, what he meant... knowing full well what his answer was going to be. "Deanna, I think it is time you found out what it was like to be fucked by more than one man at the same time. I have arranged for you to fuck some friends of mine. I am sure you will enjoy it, if... IF... you let yourself. You will have to forget your long held thoughts on this and just enjoy the pleasures of multiple cocks in you."

I told him, "Robert please don't make me do this... please. I beg of you." He told me he wouldn't dream of forcing me to do it. I had the right to refuse and if I asked he would take me home immediately. But if I did, I wouldn't ever get another inch of his cock again! I looked at him and told him I couldn't believe he was doing this to me... I told him, I was "his woman" and didn't that mean anything to him?

He said he was glad I was his woman and if I was his woman then I will do as I am asked if I wanted any more of his cock. Tears streamed down my face as I begged him again to just take me to the motel and fuck me. He said I will fuck you as much as you want... after. I knew I was beaten, I couldn't resist him. I meekly asked him where this was to happen and who would see it? Robert said right here in this room and only those actually fucking me would see it... well except for the two would be videotaping it. I shrunk... withered inside... thinking two men are going to videotape me getting fucked.

Robert finally said... "Well? What's it going to be Deanna?" I wiped my eyes and tried to standup straight, but I was shaking with nervousness when I told him, "Lets get it over with." Two pretty Black women immediately walked in with two camcorders... they had obviously been listening from the hall.

They were followed by two naked men who stood beside me. Their cocks were hanging semi soft and were as Black as coal. The girls started the videos and Robert narrated, introducing me by my real name, saying who I was married to and telling the camera that I was going to get my first gang bang fucking. At this the two guys began touching me and fondling my breasts and groping my ass and running their hands between my legs. I was really afraid.

I had never had more than one man doing me and this was so unreal... so frightening, but so very erotic! I could feel myself getting wet just thinking about being fucked by these men. I tried to will myself to relax... but I was very tense. They put me on the bed on all fours and one stood in front of me and stuck his cock in front of my face... I opened my mouth and he fed his shaft between my lips. The second one put his face against my wet quim and licked and tongued and fingered me.

Part of me didn't want to acknowledge this was happening... but my body responded as the pussy-licker began to excite me. I began sucking the guy's cock in earnest and was finding it very pleasant to have a cock in my mouth as a tongue penetrated my pussy. Robert told me to enjoy and walked out of the room. I began to panic... I wanted him here... he was my link... my safety blanket. I felt a hard cock pressing against my labia and felt it cleave them and slip in me slowly... I gasped involuntarily. I was being fucked! My new lovers fucked me with little technique but lots of stamina and desire.

I on the other hand became very aroused as my inhibition against two sex partners crumbled. I started enjoying the feeling and thought, "This is not so bad... in fact its pretty good." I put more effort into sucking the cock in my mouth and was soon rewarded with a mouthful of cum. No sooner had he pulled out than a new cock was offered to my mouth... I felt the cock fucking me let go and shoot sperm in my pussy.

It was rapidly replaced by another new cock. I was not aware that Robert was sending new men in as soon as one blew his load in me. Finally, I was so wrapped up in sucking cock and being fucked Dog style that I lost count and reference to when new cock entered me... until. Until a nasty voice spoke in my ear. "Hello, Mrs. Benton. You don't know me, but your husband does. He got me fired. But I am getting even now... I am fucking his 'devoted and proper wife', and he doesn't even know. But he will!

For what seemed like hours I was fucked dog style... missionary... me on top... every which way. I couldn't keep track of how many men fucked me... I only knew I was getting royally fucked. I was hot, turned on with the idea of so many men fucking me. I came many times... sometimes screaming... sometimes whimpering... sometimes I talked hot and nasty when they did... other times I said nothing.

I only knew I was thoroughly enjoying my gangbang, and the only thing that would make it better was for Robert to fuck me. But he didn't... yet I remember riding one particular cock... long, maybe 10+ inches and thicker than Roberts. Each time I came down on it I could feel it press against my cervix. I thought when he comes in me... there is no way I cannot help but get pregnant, as he will be planting his sperm right where it needs to be for conception! I shook with another orgasm as I thought of being pregnant with his Black Baby. I was sure Joe would kill me!

As the fucking got hotter I felt a third pair of hands touching me... I knew I had a 3rd lover and prayed it was Robert. It wasn't. I was straddling a well hung Black guy when #3 touched me every where and eventually moved behind me and shoved his ebony phallus against my asshole.

Now I was nearing sensory overload... I had a cock in my mouth fucking me wildly... another in my pussy and a third trying to enter my ass. My asshole screamed in pain as this huge cock penetrated my sphincter and entered my bowels. Through the erotic fog, I realized I was the recipient of a triple penetration! I screamed as loudly as I could... with a big dick in my mouth... "God Yes! Fuck me, it feels so Good!!!

Through the course of the evening I had been fucked by 12 men... Robert later informed me, each had cum in me multiple times... all of my holes had been well used, and I had submitted to three triple penetrations. Robert said he was surprised but not so very surprised at my capacity for sexual fulfillment.

He stood me in front of a mirror. I had rashes all over me from my body being used by so many men... my vulva was swollen and bright red, I had cum -jism semen and sperm everywhere... in my mouth on my face, in my hair, on my eyes and in my ears. My pubic hair was soaked and matted with it... my pussy and ass both dripped with the loads of 12 men oozing forth. And I had the glow that only a very well and thoroughly fucked woman had. Robert was very pleased. He led me out to the car with my angel costume in my hands... saying it was time for me to be returned to my husband.

He dropped me off at the curb and told me to get out... it was 3:00 AM... I didn't think anyone would be seeing me. I walked up to my home and the door opened and I went in to my husband Joe... newly gang banged... and strangely... proud of it!

Joe took one look at me holding my "angel" costume in my hands wearing only my shoes, and I could see in his eyes that he knew what I had done. How could he not? I was a real mess. He just asked, "How many?" I was embarrassed. I didn't want to tell him. "3, 4, 6, a dozen he asked? I nodded finally and he said, "12 men fucked you tonight Mary Deanna?"

I whispered, "Yes."

"All Black, unprotected" he asked?

I again whispered, "Yes." He had the most terrible look in his eyes... the most pain I had ever seen until then. "Why? Why would you let something like that happen?" he inquired hotly.

"I wanted it," that's why Joe. Its as simple as that. I wanted it" Joe looked at me with what I saw as undisguised revulsion. "You Fucking Whore! You let 12 of those Black Bastards fuck you and you have the temerity to come home to me and your children with their cum still in, and on you? You Fucking Nigger's Slut, get out of my sight!"

The End