I arrived home on a Friday afternoon. Joan was sipping wine in the kitchen. On the table, there was a plastic card with large letters across the top, Member of Club Euphoria. My wife tapped the card on the table when she said, "We are going out tonight. I have already called in my reservations at the club. I have given them all the details to satisfy my raging sexual desires, which have been building up in my body and naughty mind all day. My pussy is soaked with sex juices. The limo will be here at six, so you had better get ready if you want to watch your wife sexually satisfied." I nodded agreement and approached Joan for a kiss; she turned away, "You will get your wife back later tonight."
I was really curious about what my wife had requested at the club, but she was not giving me any clues. She dressed similarly to our first visit to the club, maybe a little sluttier with fishnet stockings. I noticed she had no bra or panties on. Joan's makeup was a little overdone, with dark shiny ruby red lips, and very bright eye shadow. She also had on some inexpensive jewelry. All of this made my wife look like she was a classy slut, waiting to be taken.
Joan was horny as hell when we rode in the limo to the club. She did not stop me from rubbing her bare, milky white thighs above her nylons. My wife's legs parted, giving me full access to her steaming hot cunt. I wanted to go down on her soaked pussy right there in the limo, but I knew that was not going to happen. Joan's mind and body were already living what was going to go down at the club tonight.
We arrived at the club. The doorman helped my wife from the limo, his eyes were taking in all of her sexy body. The manager greeted us when we entered the club. He gave Joan a passionate embrace and kiss with his hands sliding down her sexy body pressing Joan in close to him, as a moan of desire came from her lips. The manager released Joan saying, "Everything is ready as you requested. I am sure you will enjoy your evening here with us."
We entered the large social room and immediately were served our favorite drinks. My wife was not nervous, just a little excited and anxious. We had just sat down on one of the big couches when three very handsome, dark-skinned men greeted us. Joan rose from the couch and was welcomed passionately by the three handsome men. Each one took my wife into his arms like they had known each other for years, hugging, kissing, and touching my wife with extreme familiarity.
I stayed out of the way, not wanting to break the bond the four of them were making.
After a few minutes of talk and a fresh drink, the three gentlemen took my wife down to the lower level, which was more appropriate for the sensuous mood all four wanted to achieve. They continued to drink and talk, getting to know each other up close and personal. A lot of touching, hugging, and kissing was going on out in the open erotic greeting area. Joan was acting very flirty with the three dark gentlemen. I could tell she was checking out these handsome men, including observing and discretely touching these well-endowed men. My wife was going to where her naughty mind was thinking. The action between the four was at a point where it was time to take these romantic and sexually excited feelings into a secluded room.
I watched as the three dark-skinned gentlemen encouraged my wife to go with them to the open room, a large round bed with a spotlight and camera centered on the satin sheets. Joan was giggling and flirting with all three men as they entered the room. She showed total relaxation and submission, along with a strong sexual desire to be fucked and much more, by all three of these gentlemen. My wife's dress was falling off her body as she climbed onto the bed.
I found a comfortable chair a safe distance away. I was surprised by some of the items on a table near the bed. I saw bottles of liquid, towels and what looked like sex toys, some very large and black. Numerous other items I did not recognize. I also noticed there were several of my wife's favorite drinks ready for her consumption on the table.
My half-naked wife rose from the bed, she was handed a fresh cocktail and downed the drink completely. Each man pulled Joan to him, kissing her passionately. Joan slid down their dark-skinned bodies, pulling their clothes down with her, exposing their huge cocks, which she stroked with her soft hands with sharp painted nails. Joan was rubbing her face with each cock, taking in the smell and feel, until precum oozed from the head of these huge cocks. My wife took each huge cock into her brightly painted lips, sucking and savoring the taste of the precum, from all three oozing cocks.
When Joan was tasting the last dark oozing cock, the gentleman grabbed her blond hair, pushing her mouth deep onto his cock while she choked and gasped for air around his huge cock. My wife was no longer in control, the black stud was fucking my wife's face hard in her throat and all over her drooling face, over and over. Finally, he finished fucking my slutty wife's face pulling her up from the floor, her dress dropping. He threw my wife onto the bed naked except for her fishnet nylons. All three studs were now groping and feeling my wife up like horny crazed men about to take and fuck this horny classy woman in all ways, at their pleasure. I could tell this was going to be an uncontrolled gang bang of what the black stallions called, "a horny slutty bitch who needed a hard, no-holes-barred fucking."
They yanked my wife onto her knees on the bed, her ass in the air, her face at the edge of the bed, ready to get fucked royally. One stud grabbed a paddle and attacked my wife's ass, back, and legs. A loud squeal came from Joan with each smack of the paddle as redness turned into welts on her creamy white naked body; her cunt glistening with moisture from sexual excitement.
