He had to stop this, he had to, he couldn't share her with another man, fuck, not just another man, four men and his friends to boot, but he couldn't move and then he heard her light laughter in reply to his friends barely heard comments about how sexy she looked and it was like a knife in his heart and he ran from the kitchen just in time to see her being swept into Mike's arms and a big sloppy kiss planted on her lips as his hands freely glided over the smooth leather of her cute tight ass. Standing open mouthed and dumbfounded with a million thoughts racing through his stupefied brain he watched as each of his friends planted hungry wet kisses on her pretty mouth while running their hands over her body drawing soft moans of pleasure from her. As

Reggie, the last to kiss her, broke his kiss and raised his eyes to Thomas's, smiling broadly before lightly slapping Belinda's ass and joking that this was going to be a poker night they'd remember for a long time. Following close behind Belinda as she seductively walked past her stunned husband William slapped Thomas on the shoulder before putting his arm about him and pulling him along laughingly asking if he'd got it, poker - Poke Her. "Shit I always thought your little women was sexy, but hot damn Thomas, she makes a thousand dollar call girl look like a bag lady. I know you've let us ramble on about fucking her, and I'll bet that like me the others have had more then one wet dream about doing her but are you ok with this now that it looks like it's finally going to happen?"

Thomas could only look stupidly at his friends, he as well as they had fantasized about this very moment but now that it was here if he told them to leave would they? And Belinda, what about her? She evidently wanted this to happen, look at what she was wearing. God she was sexy and wanton and beautiful all at the same time, and yes, his cock just as he was sure the cocks of his four friends was standing at attention and an almost savage need and hunger to thrust his cock deep into her and make her scream in aroused passion and wanton servitude reverberated between his ears.

In his befuddlement Thomas had walked past the card table and with a moan of acceptance and surrender at the inevitable had slumped onto the lazy boy. The excited muffled voices of his friends as they pulled chairs from the table and sat down he barely heard and then his wife was in his lap grinding her perky tight ass into his torrid hardness kissing him hungrily and without thinking he responded plunging his tongue into her mouth kissing her deeply.

Belinda, for her part, was a jumble of raw nerve endings because from the moment of her husbands stunned surprise in the kitchen and until she answered the door she had thought seriously of running back upstairs and not coming down until his friends had left. But something had drawn her to the front door where from the instant that first Mike, and then the others had swept her into their arms to hungrily kiss and fondle her the only thing she could think about clearly was her need to fuck and satisfy these men who so passionately desired her, whether or not her husband approved. The feel of their cocks pressing against her abdomen as she raised her face to theirs hungrily returning their kisses while moaning softly from the wonderful feeling of their hands pinching and squeezing her breast and ass was intoxicating. Any thoughts she'd had of denying his friends what they so hungrily and passionately desired vanished like so much smoke from their kisses and groping hands but Reggie's comment of a night of poker to remember was the the final part needed.

He wasn't talking cards, he was talking about him and the others doing her and any hesitation she might have had vanished and she eagerly surrendered herself up to the inevitable.

As hands lifted her from Thomas's lap she looked into his eyes asking with her own if this was what he really wanted, but when she saw only resignation of the inevitable she let herself be swept up and then other lips mashed against hers as what seemed like a hundred hands roamed over her petite brown body but then just as suddenly she was alone. With excited gasp brought on by what had just happened her eyes opened to mere slits and she looked with fuzzy incomprehension at the smiling faces of her husbands seated friends not understanding for a moment what they were saying. But her body knew and as she stood before the men slowly and seductively swaying in time to music that only she could hear her fingers teasingly worked at each button of her blouse until the only thing holding it together was the waist band of her skimpy skirt. Instinct more than acknowledgment of their words let her hands slip to her waist pulling the blouse from her skirt before slipping it teasingly from her shoulders exposing herself like she had never done before.

With a smile of sexual promise on her full lips her hands rose to her pert hard breasts, massaging and squeezing as she swayed before her husband and his friends. Words only half understood coming from John's mouth about betting she wasn't wearing panties and then him kneeling in front of her swaying body to unfasten her leather micro mini slowly pulling it from her hips to fall about her ankles before pushing his face into the vee of her crotch sniffing loudly of her perfumed cunt. Excited voices and nervous laughter reached Thomas's ears as John's face pushed deeper between Belinda's slightly parted legs and her small brown hands grasped his blond hair. Moans of pleasure escaped from her lips as she raised one of her legs letting it rest atop his shoulder while her pelvis began a slow sensual grinding against the tongue licking over and between her pussy lips.

"God damn! Look at John eat that chocolate pussy, I can hardly wait to fuck that nigger bitch and make her beg for my white cock. Eat it boy, eat that nigger's cunt." Thomas looked at where the voice had come from only to see that the rest of his friends had dropped their pants about their feet and with shit-eating grins were stroking their cocks in time to John's tongue lashing of his wife's cunt. As John's face left Belinda's cunt for a moment William's voice broke the silence calling Belinda a horny nigger loudly proclaiming that besides her husband she now had four other white masters to pleasure. And then to the stunned disbelief of the others but most of all to her husband Thomas, Belinda with a visible shudder of what could only be excitement slipped to her knees in servitude obediently crawling to William as he mockingly said the first thing the nigger bitch should do was suck their cocks.

As she crawled between his legs and ran her small brown hands up his hairy white thighs she smiled up at him before closing her slim dark fingers about his whiteness while at the same time lowering her face to his groin and without the slightest hesitation slipped her pretty lip sticked mouth around the fat knob of his cock. He boasted that you had to show them you were indeed their white master, and that once they understood that you could do whatever you wanted to them and the bitches would love you forever. As fast as Thomas was he wasn't fast enough because Reggie and Mike had grabbed William jerking him to his feet as John had pulled Belinda from between his legs.

Belinda, not understanding what was happening, struggled to free herself from John's grasp, clutching desperately at William's legs while pleading to be allowed to suck her white masters dick, but John now, with her husbands help, guided her away, taking her upstairs while Mike and Reggie, yelling at William, accused him of fucking up a good thing.

Upstairs, with John standing stupidly in the bedroom doorway, not knowing what to do, Thomas tried to soothe his whimpering wife, thinking that William's words and actions had shamed and hurt her but if he had known what was going through her mind he would have been disgusted and appalled. Of course, though he couldn't read her mind and she wouldn't talk about it, only sob like a young teenager who's heart had been broken. Months later when he learned to what depths she had sunk he wished he could indeed have read her mind that fateful night and somehow gotten her the help she needed, or at the least sent her home to her parents and away from the clutches of William.

Leaving them alone John went downstairs arriving just as Mike and Reggie with great difficulty were shoving William, who still had his pants about his ankles, from the house. Moments later and feeling awkward the three remaining friends sipped at beers, hating to leave but knowing they had to realized that the moment they had dreamed of and that had almost come to fruition was gone, very possibly with little hope of ever happening again. That only this morning Thomas had hinted to them of the possibility of fucking his beautiful negro wife had at first surprised them but as they'd talked amongst themselves of the past games and the stolen feels and kisses when they thought Thomas wasn't aware they could see that such a thing was possible and that their friend wasn't pulling their chain. But they were surprised all over again when upon ringing his doorbell his wife Belinda had answered looking finer then a thousand dollar call girl and then right there in the open doorway before God and the neighbors had let them kiss and fondle her and they had been ecstatic. But now thanks to William what had been the very real possibility of fucking that chocolate nymph on a weekly basis was gone, vanished, and though they still hungrily wished they could fuck Belinda, they knew there was no way it would ever happen now.