Dana and Mark: A New Intensity

It had been a little more than a month since the beach weekend and Dana’s second romp with another man as her husband watched. Mark nearly always brought up the topic during sex, which they were having more frequently than Dana could remember. While she never brought up the two experiences unprompted, Dana was very willing to indulge in Mark’s reminiscing or role playing. Dana knew from the intensity of Mark’s fantasies that he needed more, and she now admitted to herself that her ambivalence was gone. She even found herself fantasizing about random men she saw being her next lover as her husband watched.

So, when Mark suggested they find a nice place to go the following weekend, Dana’s sexual curiosity was piqued. Her expression must have given away her thoughts, because Mark embraced her and kissed her deeply, and one of his hands moved to caress her breast. “I’ll see if I can find somewhere nice,” he whispered in her ear. “Who knows, maybe we’ll meet a new friend,” he added, as his hand squeezed her tit harder. Dana had hoped Mark would say that, and she sighed and moaned very softly.

“Would you like that babe?” Mark asked in between kisses on her neck.

“I would,” she responded as her hand reached down to feel his erect cock through his pants. “Would you want it?” Dana asked, already knowing the answer.

“Oh fuck, yes,” Mark muttered as his wife rubbed him. He pushed Dana back against a wall and ground into her, with both hands clawing her tits.

“Take me to bed,” Dana said breathlessly. “Fuck your naughty wife.”

Dana’s words were like electricity, as she knew they would be, and Mark had to pause and take a deep breath to avoid coming right then and there. He urgently reached for her hand and led Dana to their bedroom, where she quickly peeled off her top and bra, wriggled out of her shorts, and undid Mark’s pants. Before Mark could get his bearings, Dana was on her knees, wearing only her thong, talking dirty, and giving him a very sloppy blowjob. His wife’s lust reminded him of when they started dating many years ago.

Dana sensed that Mark might not last long, so, without a word, she took off her panty and climbed on the bed on all fours with her sexy ass waving toward him. “I need it baby,” Dana teased.

Mark got on the bed and guided his cock into his wife’s pussy from behind. Dana gasped and groaned and began rubbing her clit when Mark penetrated her. Mark’s mind raced with raunchy fantasies, and he fought to quiet his thoughts to allow the moment to last longer. Dana continued to rub and flick her clit as she felt Mark pumping into her. Neither of them said so, but they both were thinking about the two younger studs that Dana had fucked recently and the possibility of what might happen on their next weekend trip.

Mark visualized Dana giving head on a boat as he watched and getting fucked on a couch when he was so close he could actually hear the young guy’s thick cock sliding in and out of his wife. As much as she tried not to, Dana thought about how much more her two lovers had filled her mouth and her pussy than Mark did. Dana attended to her sensitive and stiffening clit until she heard Mark grunt, felt his body stiffen, and heard him moan as he emptied his semen inside Dana. She was close to coming, so Dana tried to squeeze her vagina around Mark’s spent cock. But his orgasm drained him, and his cock quickly got soft. Dana didn’t want to disappoint Mark, so she gasped and moaned, faking an orgasm as Mark felt her tits and encouraged her to “come for me baby.”

Mark fell to the side and collapsed on the bed, and Dana rolled so that her back was against him. “That was fucking unbelievable,” Mark said.

“That it was,” Dana said. Her mind was focused on getting in the shower where she could use the hand-held shower head to unleash the orgasm that was so close to rocking her world. Dana’s next thought was that she hoped not to need a shower head the next weekend. She immediately felt bad for thinking that way, but she realized it was true.

***

The following Thursday afternoon, Dana and Mark left work early and headed to a nice B&B near the beach about 90 minutes away. They planned to check in, have an early dinner, and head to a popular bar close to where they were staying. The idea was to see what kind of interest Dana would attract and, if any particular suitor caught her eye, let things play out from there. They agreed that, because they would be in the area for two more nights, there was no need to rush into anything unless Dana felt comfortable. Mark’s excitement level immediately shot up, though, when Dana came out of the bathroom wearing a sexy, deep-v, keyhole halter dress that showed off her body magnificently, particularly her cleavage. She also was wearing sexy, strappy wedge sandals that showed off the perfect pedicure she had gotten the day before. “Do I look okay?” Dana teased, knowing that Mark drooled at the sight of her in that dress and those shoes.

“Damn, I thought maybe it might take a day or two for you to make something happen, but in that dress you will be like a lamb at a wolf convention,” Mark said shaking his head.

Dana looked at him quizzically, thinking through his analogy. “Ooohh, does that mean I will get eaten?” Dana said with a mischievous smile. She could see Mark’s eyes glaze over as they did whenever he was deep into his fantasy.

The dinner was excellent and the restaurant overlooking the beach and gulf was beautiful and romantic. They both enjoyed how attentive the wait staff was and how often the young men came by the table to refill their water glasses and bread plates, all taking looks at Dana’s impressive cleavage. Dana had to admit she enjoyed both the attention and teasing the waiters, and Mark was beginning to get hard knowing that his wife was being ogled and surely talked about by the staff. He began to consider that things might progress sooner rather than later.

****

After dinner, Mark and Dana parked by the room and walked up the beach to the bar. The plan was for Dana to go in ten minutes before Mark to survey the scene and, in Mark’s mind, to let the men get a look at her without her husband in the way. Mark waited closer to fifteen minutes before heading in. The bar was busy but not packed and Mark saw that Dana had found two seats near one end of the three-sided bar. He wound his way around the bar and took the empty seat next to Dana. She told Mark that, when she arrived, one of the seats was taken by a man who invited her to sit next to him. Dana said that she thanked him, but told him that her husband was joining her, so she was looking for two seats. Dana smiled and told Mark the man was “very disappointed” and told her “in that case” he was leaving and she could have the two seats.

“That was so nice of him; so when I sat down I made sure that he got a good view in my dress,” Dana said. “I hope you’re not mad,” she added with a wink.

“Hmmm. How good a view?” Mark teased back. Dana looked around quickly then half-stood and twisted her body to sit down again. The move let mark see her cleavage and much of her entire left breast.

“You tell me,” Dana said.

“That’s way better than good,” Mark assured her. “I can’t believe he didn’t change his mind and stay.”

“I thought for a second he might,” Dana said with a smile. “I’m glad he didn’t; he wasn’t really my type,” she mused.

“Really, and what type is that?” Mark asked.

Dana thought for a moment with an impish grin. “You know, well-built, younger… big hands,” she said looking at Mark.

“Big hands, huh?” Mark followed up.

Dana paused again and, still looking at Mark, said dreamily, “Yes… with long, thick fingers.” Dana casually ran her hand up the inside of Mark’s thigh but stopped short of his crotch.

Mark was spellbound by his wife when she played like this, and his mind ran amok with salacious thoughts about her with other men. A small part of him wanted to take her back to their room alone right then, but that part lost out to the lust he felt just thinking about their new sexual explorations. He sensed that Dana was in the moment too and that she was invested in getting some attention. “So, have you seen any interesting gentlemen with big hands so far tonight?” Mark asked to get things back on track.

“One or two, but the night is young,” Dana said confidently.

Mark scanned the room trying to find any men that might have caught Dana’s eye, but he couldn’t zero in on anyone in particular. He and Dana chatted provocatively, and their conversation was peppered with suggestive comments and double entendres about the possibility of Dana again having sex with a stranger. Mark was sure it would happen that weekend, even if not the first night. Dana still was not so sure; and she felt a little guilty because of how much she hoped that it would. In fact, having sex with someone new had dominated her thoughts all week. Dana had to admit that, unlike the first two times, she was as at least interested in it happening as Mark was.

They ordered a second round of drinks and continued their verbal foreplay. When Mark finished the cocktail, he said he needed to visit the men’s room. “I hope you’re still here when I get back,” he wisecracked.

“If I’m not, I’ll text you where I am… I know you don’t want to miss anything,” Dana replied smartly. She could see that her comment flustered Mark, and she was surprised again that making him a little uncomfortable somehow excited her. “But you better get there in a hurry,” she poked a little harder.

Mark wanted to come back with a witty reply, but he had nothing. “You are so fucking hot babe,” he admitted.

“So I’ve been told a few times recently,” Dana piled on.

Mark swallowed hard, said “I’ll be right back,” and headed off to the men’s room.

***

When Mark returned to the bar area, his seat next to Dana was occupied by a tall, fit, thirty-something black man who was chatting up his wife, and Dana was laughing. Mark approached them from behind and was just a few feet away when Dana noticed him. She smiled at Mark and said, “Hi hon, this is Marcus,” nodding toward her new friend.

Marcus turned, flashed a toothy smile at Mark, and extended a big hand toward him. “Hey guy, nice to meet you,” he said as his hand swallowed Mark’s in a handshake. Marcus did not, however, get up and offer back the seat next to Dana. Even before their recent play times, Mark had always been surprised that Dana’s wedding ring never kept pursuers at bay. He and Dana had discussed whether she should wear it at all, but she had a little ring tan, and she said it was a good way to get rid of persistent men she wasn’t interested in. That was fine with Mark, because he found it wildly erotic to see her wedding ring when she was holding another cock or her hands were digging in a strange man’s back.

“I have to say you have a very sexy and charming wife,” Marcus said confidently.

“Thanks. I can’t argue with that,” Mark said a little awkwardly, standing next to his wife and Marcus.

“Here you go, guy,” Marcus said as he handed Mark a drink.

“Marcus bought us drinks,” Dana said. The excitement in her voice was more than such a minor gesture warranted. After all, Marcus had scored a seat next to Dana, which was worth a lot more than the price of two drinks. Marcus obviously was interested in Dana, and he showed no concern at all that she was married or that her husband was standing next to him. Dana’s eyes also had a sparkle that Mark interpreted as her being interested in Marcus being part of their fantasy. That thought, coupled with Marcus’s alpha male move of not giving up the seat next to Dana, again had Mark’s mind in high gear.

Over the next forty-five minutes or so, Marcus flirted with Dana, but included Mark in the conversation, even though sometimes only as a foil for flirtatious comments about how hot Dana was. He also made no effort to hide his appreciation of Dana’s cleavage, which she had on ample display, and her legs that alternately showed through the slit in her dress whenever she re-crossed them. Marcus turned on the charm, letting slip his age (ten years younger than Dana), and asking how long they had been married, what they did for work, and then where they were staying. He also began to touch Dana’s arm or knee when she laughed at something clever Marcus had said. Once, when he put a hand on Dana’s leg, Marcus looked directly at Mark who did not object in any way. The look confirmed to Mark that whatever was going to happen was now up to Dana and Marcus. Mark felt like a spectator, and he was a little embarrassed that the feeling aroused him.

Marcus then said he needed to use the men’s room, so he stood up and said to Mark: “You’re not going to try to take back this seat are you guy?” Marcus was smiling, but there was a glare in his eye directed at Mark. “Unless Dana wants you to, of course,” Marcus said before turning to Dana. He casually brushed her hair away from her face before heading off to the men’s room. Marcus clearly had laid down the gauntlet. Dana could end the seduction by telling Mark to reclaim his seat. Or Mark could end it by taking the seat even without Dana saying so. But neither said or did anything for a moment.

“So, how did Marcus end up here?” Mark asked.

“He just appeared and sat down, and he insisted on buying us drinks. He surprised me, but I found his confidence attractive,” Dana said with a gleam in her eye that triggered Mark.

“His confidence or his hands,” Mark teased.

“Both,” Dana deadpanned.

“Do you want to have sex with him?” Mark blurted out, conscious of his developing erection.

Dana was surprised by Mark’s get-to-the point question. “What do you think?” she asked coyly. She knew Mark was excited by that kind of banter.

“I think yes” he said to her.

“Yes what?” Dana asked with the same twinkle in her eye that Mark noticed earlier.

Mark paused, flustered, but enjoying his wife’s game. “Yes. I think you want to fuck Marcus,” Mark said to Dana, and his cock jumped in his pants.

Dana smiled lasciviously, and she was breathing more deeply. “And do you want that Mark?” Dana persisted. Mark’s heart was pounding and his cock pulsing as he looked at his wife. She looked at him, saw his arousal, and pressed further. “Do you babe?” Dana asked almost sternly, tracing a finger down her cleavage.

Mark gulped. Dana’s stare told him that she knew the answer to her question, but she was going to make mark say it. “Yes” he said with a hint of desperation. Dana sighed and nodded knowingly, but she said nothing. The silence was torture for Mark. He was acutely aware that his wife knew exactly how to push his buttons. His throat was dry, and, without Dana asking the next question, Mark volunteered almost sheepishly, “Yes. I want to watch you fuck Marcus.” Dana exhaled more sharply, smiled, and leaned in to kiss Mark on the forehead her hand caressing his cheek, a platonic gesture like an elderly aunt might kiss a young child she hadn’t seen in a while.

“Break it up you lovebirds,” Marcus chided as he returned from the men’s room. He playfully patted Mark on the back as he reclaimed his seat and said, “Thanks for saving my seat, guy.” He looked at both of them and said almost smugly but in a firm voice, “So, what did you two talk about while I was gone?”

Dana shuddered, sure that Marcus knew what going on, and Mark felt his shoulders slump a little, his face blush, and his cock throb. Marcus looked at Mark, then at Dana, and then Mark again. The awkward silence lasted less than fifteen seconds, but it seemed longer to Mark. It was Marcus who cut to the chase, saying: “I don’t know about you two, but I feel like we’ve squeezed all the fun we can out of this place for the night. Where to next?” His confidence, even cockiness, teased Dana and taunted Mark.

Mark just swallowed, so Dana responded, “We thought we would go back to our room.” Mark knew that they hadn’t discussed that exactly, but he sat silent.

Marcus nodded and smiled. “Sounds like a plan,” Marcus said. Then looking at Dana, he added: “Am I invited?”

Now it was Marcus’s boldness that surprised Dana. His unapologetic smile told Dana that he knew what she and Mark wanted, and his confidence excited her. Dana’s voice trembled a little but, without looking at Mark, she said, “Sure, that would be great.” Seizing the moment, Marcus quickly tossed a $100 bill on the bar, even though the tab was no more than $60.

“Let’s get on our way, then,” he said, grabbing Dana’s elbow and leading her toward the exit with Mark trailing behind them. Mark stared straight ahead, but he imagined people in the now crowded bar watching as the tall, handsome, black stranger escorted his wife toward the door as Mark hurried to keep up.

Their B&B was a short distance up the beach from the bar, so the threesome started to walk back down the moonlit beach to the B&B. Dana took off her shoes to navigate in the sand, subtracting about two inches from her height. Marcus put his arm around Dana as they walked, unfazed that Mark was walking next to her too. Dana’s boobs jiggled under her dress as she trudged through the sand, and Marcus’s hand ran down her bare back and beyond, until he was helping himself to a generous handful of Dana’s ass. Mark walked next to them and saw Marcus fondling Dana, and it was futile for him to even try to settle his imagination.

“So, tell me what I’m getting into,” Marcus said confidently.

“What do you mean?” Dana asked.

“Well, what is it you two are into?” Marcus probed.

Dana gazed up at Marcus and smiled. “Mark likes to watch me with other men,” she said almost matter-of-factly. Her simple and direct statement made Mark shudder, and he felt himself blushing again. Mark glanced quickly at Marcus who was now looking at Mark with a confident smile that bordered on a smirk.

“He just watches?” Marcus asked Dana while still looking at Mark but asking as it he wasn’t there. Mark was flustered but couldn’t look away.

“Yes,” Dana replied, revealing Mark’s kink.

“And how about you?” Marcus asked, still looking at Mark.

“Me?” Dana responded.

“Yeah, do you like being with other men while he just watches?” Marcus asked, now looking at Dana.

Mark’s stomach knotted, and Dana’s heartbeat quickened. She took a deep breath and admitted, “Yes.” Her answer left Mark lightheaded.

“That’s convenient,” Marcus said amusedly, and he reached to playfully pinch Dana’s nose. “Any other rules?” Marcus asked.

“None on my account,” Dana said, looking up at Marcus. “Anything goes,” she added more softly, but so both men could hear.

“What about you, guy,” Marcus said, returning his gaze to Mark. “Anything off limits with your sexy wife?”

Mark’s stomach was now doing somersaults, and his knees were weak. Dana’s answer resonated in his ears, and Marcus’s question both embarrassed and excited Mark, again making his cock twitch. Mark started to speak but his mouth was so dry that the words stuck in his throat. He took a few seconds to compose himself and then said, “No,… no limits. Like she said, anything goes.” Mark saw Marcus’s eyes light up, and Mark then turned to look at his wife. Dana’s eyes had that familiar sparkle again, but Mark also saw a look of lust that he didn’t recognize and that sent a shiver down his spine.

When they reached the B&B on the beach, Marcus said to Mark, “Maybe you should make sure everything’s OK in the room and no one will bother us on the way.” The request didn’t make sense to Mark, but he quickly realized that Marcus wanted to be alone with Dana, so Mark obediently headed off toward the room. When he reached the B&B property off the beach, Mark turned back to see Marcus already kissing Dana and his hands groping her chest. He paused for a bit until he could see that Dana was rubbing Marcus’s crotch. Mark walked hurriedly to the room, opened the door, turned on a small lamp, and identified a chair where he could sit and watch his wife with Marcus. He also opened a bottle of wine they had brought. Mark then took a deep breath and headed back toward the beach very cognizant of his erection.

When he got back to his earlier vantage point, Mark saw that things had progressed. Dana was on her knees giving Marcus head. Mark did not have a direct view of his wife, but Marcus was holding her head with two hands and looking up to the sky, obviously enjoying Dana’s oral attention. Mark realized that this was the first time Dana actually had played with another man without Mark there, and he wondered if that was significant. He also was surprised that Dana would get herself in that position in plain view on a public beach. Mark walked toward them, his eyes fixated on his kneeling wife sucking Marcus’s cock.

Mark was right next to them before Marcus noticed. They made eye contact, but Marcus made no move to disturb Dana. After a bit, he said with a chuckle: “Sorry, guy, things got a little hot. I did mention how fucking sexy your wife is, didn’t I?” When Dana heard Marcus speak, she pulled off his cock and looked up at Mark. Her lipstick was already smeared, her eyes glistened, and her hands stayed firmly wrapped around the massive cock she had been sucking. Mark’s eye was drawn to Dana’s wedding ring glittering against the backdrop of Marcus’s ebony cock.

Dana looked sheepishly at Mark, gave a little shrug, and said: “Can we go to the room, babe?” It wasn’t clear who she was talking to.

Mark started to answer, but Marcus said, “Absolutely.” He grabbed Dana’s arm and lifted her to her feet. Standing close to Marcus, she fumbled to stuff his hard cock back inside his briefs and pants as Marcus’s resumed groping Dana’s tits through her dress. The three of them then headed toward the room, this time with Mark leading the way. Once they were on the stone walkway, Marcus pointed to a small bench and suggested that Dana put on her shoes; so the two men watched Dana sit down and wrap the maze of straps around her ankle and calf.

Mark knew that it was no coincidence that he watched from about ten feet away while Marcus stood right next to Dana, with his crotch at her eye level. Maybe as a way making the point, Marcus reached down and pulled Dana’s dress so that her breast was exposed. She slapped his hand playfully, but did not cover up even when he pulled his hand away. When Dana finished lacing and tying her sandals, she stood up and was again taller, and she adjusted her top to cover her breast. Marcus put his arm around her and looked at Mark, who dutifully turned and continued toward the room.

When they got to the two-room suite, they immediately moved into the bedroom. Dana and Marcus embraced again, and Mark poured himself a glass of wine before quietly sliding into the chair in the corner of the room. He watched his wife kiss her new lover deeply and Marcus’s hands roam over Dana’s body. Marcus kicked off his loafers and untied Dana’s halter top at the neck, so that the top of her dress fell to her waist, exposing her big tits. Marcus was obviously taken by Dana’s bosom, and he squeezed, licked, and sucked her breasts as Dana cooed. Marcus pushed the dress down over Dana’s hips and it gathered at her feet before Dana stepped out of it. So, within three minutes of getting in the room, Dana was standing in front of Marcus wearing only a tan thong and her strappy wedge platform sandals.

Dana slowly unbuttoned Marcus’s shirt and began kissing his muscular chest, and then she undid his belt and pants and bent at the waist to begin kissing her way down his stomach. Her position thrust her ass back, and Mark saw the thin back of her sexy thong disappear between her cheeks. When Dana slipped the pants and briefs down, Mark was sure Marcus had the biggest cock that Dana had ever had. Dana slid to her knees and held the shaft with both hands but she couldn’t cover all of his length. Mark watched Dana shove Marcus in her mouth and heard her slurping and gurgling, even though only about half of his thick member was in her mouth. Mark was immediately entranced by the sight of his wife sucking the huge cock, and he began to imagine Dana taking the huge rod in her pussy. The thought that Dana’s pussy might be stretched forever made Mark nervous but it also made his cock rock hard.

“Fuck baby, you have skills,” Marcus grunted as he held Dana’s head and shoved his cock in her mouth. Dana choked a little but did not pull away. The sounds of her sloppy cock sucking and Marcus pushing into Dana’s throat filled the room. Mark heard his wife gag again, and he leaned to one side to see her more directly. Even in the low light, he could see that a few tears had caused Dana to have mascara streaks running down her cheeks, but she eagerly allowed Marcus to fuck her face. Mark had never imagined seeing Dana look so used, and he was acutely aware how intensely erotic he found the scene. Dana managed to get Marcus to step out of his pants and briefs, leaving him naked except for his unbuttoned shirt. Mark again took note of how big and thick Marcus was and how reverently Dana attended to her long and thick plaything.

When Dana pulled away to catch her breath, Marcus immediately guided her mouth to his huge balls. Dana hungrily sucked on Marcus’s scrotum, taking each testicle into her mouth, then licking the underside of his huge cock. Mark watched in awe as Dana urgently licked, sucked, and fondled Marcus’s cock until Marcus pushed her head down further so that Dana was licking the underside of his scrotum. Dana then offered no resistance at all as Marcus pushed down even harder, and Mark realized she was now licking Marcus’s ass. Dana had never been that with Mark, and he wondered what it meant that she was so willingly tonguing a total stranger.

Marcus grabbed a handful of Dana’s hair and roughly pulled her up off her knees. She whimpered from the hair pull, but once standing she immediately began kissing Marcus’s chest, as his black hands pulled her against him and one reached down to cup her ass. His massive hand completely engulfed her butt cheek. “Do you want my cock inside you babe?” Marcus asked almost rhetorically and loud enough for Mark to hear.

“God, yes, please,” Dana blabbered, her makeup smeared on her face.

“Tell me what you want, Dana,” Marcus all but taunted.

“I want you to fuck me Marcus.” He nodded very slightly, wanting to hear more. “I want your big cock deep inside me,” Dana added. Marcus kept her gaze. “Please Marcus, fuck me,” Dana said, desperately. Her words jolted Mark, but Dana was so lost in her own arousal that she did not even think about, let alone look toward, her husband.

“Have you ever had a black cock before babe?” Marcus asked.

Mark froze. He actually didn’t know the answer to that question. While Dana had willingly shared her history with Mark, she was always evasive on that issue, never really answering the question, and Mark sensed he should not push her. Dana paused too. She was surprised by the blunt question, and she was more shocked, and a little fearful, to realize that she could not resist Marcus. She looked at him with pleading eyes that said she would rather not answer the question.

“Have you ever had a black cock Dana?” Marcus asked again, almost icily. Dana shuddered, swallowed, and then nodded her head slowly. Mark was shocked. Marcus just stared at her, his eyes telling her to say more.

Dana then confessed: “In college, I went to a party at a nearby school and had too much to drink, and I woke up in a bed with two black guys. I had spent the night with them and they said they both fucked me.” Her voice was shaky and when she glanced quickly at Mark, he could see both tears and determination in her eyes. Looking back at Marcus, Dana added almost submissively, “I don’t really remember it. But I was full of cum…. I’m sorry.”

“Sorry?” Marcus asked.

“I wish yours was my first black cock,” Dana said quietly. Mark was stunned that his wife had shared with Marcus a secret she had never shared with him. On top of that, the memory obviously evoked strong emotions in Dana, and Mark struggled to process that Dana apparently thought the most significant part of her revelation was that Marcus would not be the first black man to come in her pussy. For the first time, Mark wondered if he had unleashed something in his wife that he might regret.

Marcus reached a big hand under Dana’s chin, lifted her face up and squeezed her cheeks, lifting her head up. “It’s okay, baby, but I guarantee you’ll always remember tonight,” he said before leaning in to kiss Dana deeply. Mark watched their open-mouth kiss knowing how much kissing excited Dana. Her hands roamed over Marcus’s muscular back, and she dug her nails into his back through his shirt.

“I’m sure I’ll never forget tonight, Marcus,” Dana panted as they broke their kiss. “Never,” she repeated as her hand reached for his hard cock.

Mark watched as Dana steered Marcus toward the king-sized bed and peeled off his shirt. Dana stood in her thong and wedge sandals close to her naked black Adonis, and she wrapped her arms around his midsection and pulled him close. His erect cock pressed into Dana’s belly, spreading pre-cum on her abdomen. Dana gently pushed Marcus back onto the bed on his back, and his hardon made an impressive profile in the dimly-lit room. Standing aside the bed, Dana again bent at the waist to take Marcus in her mouth and this time her ass was almost directly in front of Mark. His mind raced through the events of the last few months and how completely his fantasy had taken hold of both of them. He had a nagging thought that his fantasy had become something else, but the intensity of his arousal forced that thought into the background.

Marcus said something to Dana that Mark could not make out, and she moved to the foot of the bed, climbed on the bed on her knees and again took Marcus in her hand and then her mouth. This vantage point gave Mark a clear view of his wife’s hand that barely reached around Marcus’s cock as the shaft disappeared into her mouth. It was too much for Dana to swallow completely, but not for lack of trying. Dana shoved her face down and fought to take as much in her mouth and throat as she could. When she reached her limit, Marcus put a hand on the back of her head and urged her on. Remarkably, Mark saw another inch disappear before Dana choked and gagged. As she pulled up for a breath, Mark was treated to the sight of thick saliva running down Marcus’s shaft. He glanced up at Marcus, who was staring at Mark as Dana again stuffed the black man’s cock in her mouth.

After a minute or two, Dana looked up at Marcus and said, “I’m sorry. You’re way too big for me.” Mark felt a twinge in his crotch when he thought how easily Dana could deep-throat him.

“So you’re not used to this much cock babe?” Marcus asked, obviously throwing shade at Mark.

“Oh god, no. Not even close,” Dana said excitedly. Mark assumed the comment was for his benefit, but it still stung a little, and Dana still did not acknowledge him.

“I want to get on top of you,” Dana said seductively.

“Take off those panties and climb on,” Marcus responded with a smile. “Leave the shoes on though,” he said firmly.

Dana slid off and stood at the foot of the bed, where she peeled down her thong and clumsily navigated it over her shoes. Now naked except for her shoes, Dana crawled back on the bed, kissed her way up Marcus’s toned stomach and chest, with her breasts rubbing against him until she straddled Marcus. She reached back and moved his cock between her legs over the outside of her pussy. In that position, she was able again to kiss Marcus and her luscious tits pressed against his chest. They kissed passionately as Dana moved on top of Marcus so that his tool slid the length of her pussy lips. Mark began to see the telltale signs of Dana’s sexual arousal that he had come to know over the years. He was at kind of a 45-degree angle to the bed, so Mark slid his chair to the left until he was more at the end of the bed with a clearer view of Dana’s pussy sliding on Marcus’s cock.

After a few minutes of that foreplay, Marcus again whispered something to Dana. She moaned, raised her hips, and reached back to grab his hard cock and position him to enter her pussy. Dana paused for a few seconds that felt like an eternity to Mark, before letting her hips move down and Marcus’s cock slide inside her. Mark stared wide-eyed as inch after inch of the thick rod disappeared in his wife, until she had taken all but two inches or so. Dana was cooing and then babbling words of ecstasy. Mark was struck by the girth of the cock was buried in Dana. Her vagina was stretched tightly around the tool and when he pulled out as part of their in-and-out motion, he saw her pink inner folds clinging to his black penis.

“Oh fuck, Marcus, it feels so good,” Dana chattered. “It’s so big, I’m so full,” she groaned. Marcus wrapped his hands around Dana’s waist and gently moved her up and down on his cock. Dana now threw her head back and looked toward the ceiling as she rode the biggest cock she could imagine.

“You need more babe,” Marcus grunted, as his hands moved to hold and knead Dana’s ass cheeks.

“Yes. Please, more,” Dana spit out between deep breaths. “I love it.” Dana was looking toward the ceiling and shaking her head, a sure sign Mark recognized that she was highly aroused.

Marcus slid his hands up to Dana’s hips, gently pushed her down, and he lifted his hips at the same time. Mark watched the rest of Marcus’s member slide in Dana’s pussy. Dana moaned cautiously but when she felt her ass press against Marcus’s legs, she let out a small shriek. “Oh god, are you all inside me?” she blurted out like a teenager.

“Fuck, yes babe,” Marcus grunted. “You’re taking all of my cock,” he assured her.

“It feels so fucking good. I love your big cock,” Dana rambled. Suddenly, her body tensed and then began shuddering. “I’m coming baby. You’re making me come, goddamn it, fuck me baby……” Dana yelped as a huge orgasm washed over her.

Mark watched his wife bouncing on Marcus, whose cock plunged repeatedly in to the hilt and pulled much of the way out before Dana sat down again to take him in deeply. Mark wondered if his decidedly average dick could ever give her that much pleasure. Marcus watched and felt Dana writhing on his cock and took some deep breaths to ward off any thoughts about coming. He looked over to see Mark watching Dana intently and then reached one hand up to grab one of Dana’s succulent tits as her orgasm waned. That movement caused Mark to glance toward Marcus and their eyes met just as the last gasp of Dana’s orgasm washed over her and she relaxed on to Marcus’s chest.

Marcus broke eye contact with Mark only to lift Dana’s head and kiss her deeply. Their tongues lapped at each other, and Marcus’s large dark hands roamed over Dana’s bare back. It wasn’t long until Dana recovered and focused again on the huge cock still buried deep in her pussy. Her hips began to move up and down and back and forth as she now set the tempo for fucking Marcus, who laid there allowing her to enjoy his impressive penis. Dana was not about to pass up the opportunity to be filled so fully.

Soon, Dana and Marcus were fucking more vigorously, and Dana was again rambling about his “big cock” and how she wanted him to fuck her all night. Marcus encouraged Dana by telling her how tight she was, and Dana giggled that “your fucking big dick makes any pussy tight.” Mark could not recall Dana getting so carried away during sex. Marcus grabbed Dana’s ass and slowed her humping on his rod, and with a purposeful move he rolled them over without pulling out of Dana so that Marcus was now on top of Dana in a missionary position.

Things quickly heated up. Dana opened her legs and wrapped them around Marcus, and he began pumping his hips up and down, again pulling almost out of Dana before slamming back into her. Marcus picked up his tempo until he was fucking Dana hard, his hips almost a blur. The sloppy, squishing sounds from her wet pussy and their bodies slapping combined in a symphony of sex. Dana was soon overwhelmed, and she literally began shrieking, spewing obscenities and intermittently begging “fuck me, fuck me, oh god yes fuck me.” Mercifully, Dana’s second orgasm erupted, and Marcus stopped thrusting and buried his cock deep inside Dana as she thrashed and moaned through more waves of sexual pleasure. Mark could not believe that Marcus had not come after all that pumping and the spasms he surely felt as Dana’s orgasm coursed through her vagina.

The room got eerily quiet as Dana recovered from her second orgasm. Mark’s hard cock leaked pre-cum that formed a spot on his slacks. Dana laid mostly still under Marcus, but her hands moved slowly and softly over Marcus’s back. Marcus lay atop Dana, but his body was not as relaxed. Sexual tension was visible in the taut muscles of his legs, ass, and back. Eventually, Dana’s hands moved lower and her nails scraped lightly over Marcus’s firm buttocks. Her touch caused Marcus to move his hips, and he began to slowly screw Dana again. It was not long before Dana re-engaged, although their intercourse was much tamer than before. Dana did spread her legs widely and planted her feet on the bed, and Mark could clearly see that his wife no longer had any trouble taking Marcus’s full length on every stroke.

Marcus arched his back and hovered over Dana as he rhythmically moved in and out of her sopping wet pussy. His hands kneaded her fulsome breasts and he sucked on one tit and then the other. Dana enjoyed his rough squeezing, so her arms wrapped around his neck and then she dug her nails into his back and shoulders. Mark could hear Marcus and Dana talking but could not make out what they were saying. He also noticed that Marcus intermittently leaned in to kiss Dana deeply and that his wife eagerly accepted his tongue into her mouth.

After several more minutes of Marcus moving in and out of Dana, and groping her breasts, he pulled out and rolled on to his back next to her on the king sized bed. His impressive erection leaned at a 45 angle toward his abdomen until Dana’s reached and wrapped a hand around him, stroking very slowly. To Mark, his wife seemed to be summoning her strength to go on in the wake of her two huge orgasms followed by accommodating still more length and girth than she had ever had before.

Dana lifted up and moved her head to Marcus’s chest and began kissing her way down his abdomen until she again was licking and sucking his cock. Mark watched his wife, her hair disheveled and makeup smeared, still wearing her strappy shoes, take as much as she could in her into her mouth and throat. Then Dana began licking the length of Marcus’s cock and slobbering her saliva over the thick head and long shaft. After a minute or two of lubricating Marcus’s rod, Dana quickly kissed and licked his balls before getting on all fours facing the foot of the bed where Mark was sitting. In that position her ample breasts swayed under her and she finally made eye contact with Mark, smiling almost as if she was intoxicated. Even though she had a faraway look in her eyes, Mark was in awe of his wife and how desperately he adored her.

Mark was too busy admiring his wife to notice that Marcus had positioned himself on his knees behind Dana and was spitting into his hand and wetting Dana’s ass. By the time Mark looked up, Marcus was rubbing the head of his cock on Dana’s ass and then pushing his index finger into her anus. The look on Dana’s face showed ecstasy mixed with fear. Mark and Dana had enjoyed anal sex, but Dana always insisted that he take it slow because she said that her rear felt so full that it sometimes was uncomfortable for her. Mark realized that Dana was thinking the same thing that he was: Marcus’s cock was going to stretch Dana’s ass way beyond anything she had ever imagined, let alone experienced. Mark wondered whether Dana would let Marcus have his way with her ass like he did with her pussy.