Wife has BBC at the Mall

I had posted previously about my first two times with a black man:
https://xhamster.com/posts/707160
https://xhamster.com/posts/708625

To say I could not get enough is an understatement! We met him on a business trip. We had arranged to meet him the first night of the trip, but ended up all four nights. In fact, on the 4th day he came to my room after lunch and stayed til midnight. I was only home a few days when I insisted hubby schedule another trip. A week later I was with him every night, for 5 nights, one of which was at a sex club which catered to black men who brought their white sluts (women and couples). I was passed around like a slut, but I did not care.

You would think that back home I would have been satisfied, but although sore, my pussy throbbed and throbbed. Although hubby's oral skills are good, and even better after I declared my pussy black-only, nothing put the fire out. In less than a week, I was looking. Hubby had bought me a QoS anklet and a BBC necklace, so I put both on, then I selected a short clingy dress, which showed off my nipples. (I don't wear bras or panties.) With nice high heels, I looked in the mirror and thought, my message is clear.

I must admit, going to the mall looking for sex is something I had done years ago, but it had been a long time. I saw a young black man working in a shoe store and thought, give it a try. I walk around the store pretending to look at shoes. When he came over to me, I picked up a slutty looking shoe. "Can I help you?" I held the shoe and said, "I am looking for something in black." The words no sooner slipped out and I thought omg. He smiled, like he saw right through me. He asked me to sit so he could measure me. To say he sensually removed one shoe, then the other, is an understatement and my pussy was throbbing. He looked right into my eyes as he held my foot, "Very nice anklet...is that what you really want?" I was speechless. He called out to the guy who was working with him. Another, even younger black guy appeared. When he said that this lady needs something in the back, the other guy smiled. With that he offered me his hand and as we walked toward the back, I asked, "Was it the anklet?" He smiled, "We can usually tell when a woman walks in, and the way you are dressed said it all." "I see the wedding ring, does your husband know?" I nodded yes. "Good!"

In the office, there was no idle chit-chat, no seduction, he just bent me over the desk, lifted my dress over my ass. When he rubbed his cock on my pussy I moaned. "Say it!" I said fuck me, but he again said, "Say it, say what you are." I knew then what he wanted because the guy in NJ loved having me say, "I am a black cock whore." With that he buried himself in me and I was in sexual heaven again! My orgasms started flowing and I could feel my juices running down my legs. I guess my 'fuck me, fuck me' were too loud because he put his hand over my mouth. My orgasms seemed to run together. The other black guy, who was playing lookout in the doorway, asked for his turn. "I want my turn with the bitch too." I did not care what they called me, I wanted both; I wanted it over and over. When they both finished, and both pumped their hot cum in me, I must have been quite a sight, bent over the desk, ass up, cum running down my legs. He helped me up, handed me a towel. My legs were weak and I struggled to wipe up some cum, but also saved some for hubby. Walking out of the mall was difficult, I imagined everyone knew what I did, but I did not care!

When I got home, hubby eagerly cleaned me, as I drifted off to sleep.