OUR AFRICAN ADVENTURE

I, or should I say we, own a small engineering business. 
Sally my wife and co-owner is the dogsbody, my secretary 
and over-sees the general running of the place while I'm 
out drumming up business.

Sally is 36 and we've been married for 11 years, she's 
very attractive and has kept her shapely figure despite 
having had two babies. She has always been willing to 
muck in and help the business and a few years back she 
proved it in no uncertain way.

At first business was easy to get and we did a lot of 
work for foreign clients, particularly those from 
African countries. I would entertain reps and soon found 
out that to make certain of getting an order they 
required a woman's services during their stay. So I 
contacted an escort agency in town that supplied girls 
to service my customers, for which I paid. It was well 
worth it, but as the recession hit, we couldn't afford 
to keep the big foreign and British clients sweet with 
the girls and lost even more business.

That was about three years ago, and it was then that 
Sally put her proposition to me on how to keep getting 
the orders in: she would be the reps' date.

As you can guess, I wasn't too keen on the idea, but she 
kept on about it and in the end, I gave in and agreed it 
was the only solution. However I insisted that the reps 
wear condoms because apart from the obvious risk of 
disease, I didn't want my wife to get pregnant by 
another man. I kitted her out in all new sexy gear; 
Basques, suspenders, stockings, really high spiky heeled 
shoes and some horny outfits, short tight skirts etc.

On her first date she looked a right horny sexy 
desirable tart and she watched me giving myself a hand-
shandy while waiting for her cab to arrive. While she 
was out I went through all the emotions, but I also 
found I was getting incredibly turned on at the thought 
of my wife being screwed by another man.

Sally got home late the following morning, having spent 
the night at the rep's hotel. When she got into work she 
was still highly excited and we locked ourselves into 
the office while she told me all about it. She was back 
in her working suit but when she sat down, her skirt 
rode up to reveal she was still wearing stockings. I 
knelt beside her as she told me how exciting and 
different it had been with David, the rep, how much 
better and how many orgasms she had had. She said he had 
fucked her three times before going to sleep and again 
when he woke up in the morning, she also said she had 
agreed to meet him again that night.

In the end I had to ask the inevitable questions: was he 
bigger and better than me. She giggled and said yes on 
both counts, she also added he was more of a stayer and 
when he came he really filled the condom every time - 
unlike me.

She crossed her legs and pulled her skirt up showing me 
she wasn't wearing any panties. I knelt there looking at 
the curve of her bum and the sensuous sweep of her 
thighs to the tops of her stockings. I gazed at the 
length of her lovely legs and got my cock out to give 
her a good fucking but she stopped me saying she was too 
sore and it would be nice if I gave myself a wank. I 
knelt there tossing myself off imagining David's big 
cock up her and I kissed her legs and knees.

She said, "These are the stockings I wore while he 
screwed me, is it turning you on darling?' Turning me 
on? I was going crazy with lust and my lips caressed her 
milky white thigh, just above her stocking top. She lay 
back and opened her legs showing me her flushed and 
swollen pussy. That's when my come exploded from my cock 
and when she held my head and pulled my face into her 
yawning pussy so I could lick her and bring her off 
Sally climaxed noisily really dragging my face into her 
gash letting me continue to lick until I erupted all 
over the floor again.

That night, off she went again, without returning to 
work the following day. She told me that evening they 
had fucked on and off all night and most of the day and 
that she had really enjoyed it. It was clear to me that 
Sally was a natural whore.

After that it came easily to her she gave good service 
to all our clients and relished the fact that they were, 
on the whole, bigger and better than me. I knew that 
things would never be the same between us again. I still 
loved her madly and she loved me in her own way but she 
made it quite clear that I could no longer satisfy her, 
which made me impotent in a strange way. I could always 
get a hard on knowing that she was being fucked and 
could wank off when I was licking her out after she'd 
been with a client but at other times, I struggled to 
get an erection. So I looked forward to her 'dates' but 
never once wanted to watch Sally in action.

Business started to pick up again, mainly due to Sally's 
sexual prowess, but although we had contracts from all 
over the world, we still hadn't had a big African 
contract come in. My wife had had cocks from around the 
world, but she still hadn't had a big black one. I was 
now making enough money to afford agency girls again, so 
Sally reverted back to her old duties in the office. 
That was until recently when I got a call from an 
Ethiopian company, wanting certain parts and equipment. 
They told me that a rep would be coming over in the next 
month.

Now Sally and I both knew, from the girls we used years 
before, that black men, especially east Africans, had 
extremely large cocks and I could tell that Sally was 
more than interested at the prospect of some 'overtime'.

On the day of Mr. Ndabi and Mr. Ackoko's visit Sally 
took more care getting ready for work than usual. Her 
hair was shining, her make-up perfect, and she was 
dressed in sexy suspenders, seamed stockings, knee 
length skirt with a daring split to the thigh and silk 
blouse without a bra - I could clearly see her large 
nipples showing through the luscious silk. She was out 
to pull a big black cock without a doubt.

Mr. Ndabi and Mr. Ackoko arrived at our office dead on 
time. Both were very handsome black men. Mr. Ndabi was 
the youngest of the two in his mid to late twenties and 
was the superior of Mr. Ackoko who insisted on my 
calling Mr. Ndabi 'Sir', as I was inferior to both of 
them. Sally was sitting typing but looking at Mr. Ndabi 
with undisguised admiration.

We went into my office, and I called Sally in to take 
notes. She positioned herself so that her split skirt 
revealed a good length of stocking clad thigh. I got an 
instant hard on at her blatant display and Ackoko's eyes 
nearly popped out of his head. Mr. Ndabi just smiled 
lustfully.

It was hard going for me, all I could concentrate on was 
Sally and Ndabi fucking her good and hard. I brought 
some drinks in and we discussed the deal. Mr. Ndabi said 
that he would go away and think about it and it might 
help if he had a woman with him. By then I had changed 
my mind about Sally doing the honors and offered to call 
up the agency, but he stopped me saying, "How about your 
secretary would she like to spend the evening with us?" 
I explained that she was married, but he insisted, "Does 
that matter? I like her. She has a lovely body."

I went out to Sally and put it to her, adding that I 
didn't think it was a very good idea, but she went into 
the office and thanked Ndabi for his kind offer and 
agreed to go out that evening providing I came with 
them.

Mr. Ackoko said that I should bring my wife along too, 
but I said she was away for the week. Sally giggled at 
my lie. We arranged to meet them at their hotel later 
that evening.

Sally was like an excited child as she dressed for the 
evening. She got herself all tarted up for her first 
black man. I made sure she had a good supply of condoms 
in her bag as I thought after Mr. Ndabi had fucked her, 
Mr. Ackoko would have a go too. She looked divine, 
wearing a little black party dress over skimpy undies 
and sexy suspenders and stockings. I noticed her G-
string was so tiny it was tight up her crack. God, my 
hard on was painful.

We met at their hotel and I drove to the restaurant that 
Ndabi had chosen. Sally sat in the back of the car with 
Mr. Ndabi. I could hear her giggling and he asked her if 
her husband minded her being out on her own.

Looking directly at me in the rearview mirror she said, 
"No it's nothing to do with him, he's a bit of an old 
wanker anyway, no good for a woman."

They all had a good laugh at that and I joined in. Then 
I heard Sally sigh and glanced round to see Mr. Ndabi 
kissing her, her legs wide open and his hand between her 
white thighs. We nearly had an accident as I swerved and 
Ackoko told me to concentrate on my driving. In the 
restaurant Sally was very excitable, especially when 
Ndabi gave me her G- string to look after. My wife was 
brilliant, her skin flushed and her eyes shining as he 
fingered her underneath the table. I could see she was 
really on heat.

After the meal I offered to call them a cab to take them 
back to the hotel but Mr. Ndabi said as my wife was 
away, why not go back to my place for drinks and 
whatever else. What could I do or say? I needed the 
contract and I realised that for the first time I could 
see my wife being well and truly fucked by not one man, 
but two.

Once home I fixed them a drink before seeing the 
babysitter out and checking on the kids. When I 
returned, Sally had put some music on and was dancing 
with Mr. Ndabi, her dress was up at the back and his 
hands were on her bum, his fingers digging into the 
crack, holding her tightly against him. Their lips were 
joined in a sensual kiss, her arms around his neck, 
drawing him down. I couldn't help it, I groaned as I 
came in my pants.

Mr. Ndabi sat Sally on the sofa as Ackoko pulled her 
dress up around her hips, she was unzipping Mr. Ndabi 
and drawing his trousers down. I was gazing at my wife's 
gaping pussy when I heard her whisper "Oh god! Oh god, 
just look at it!" I did and received the biggest shock 
of my life, I was looking at the largest cock ever, of 
that I'm sure, it was still hanging down flaccid and all 
of 10 inches long. It was a huge soft rubbery thing 
dangling between his legs like a horse's.

Sally was going potty looking at his slowly erecting 
cock. She held it in her tiny hands and started gently 
wanking it. I couldn't see how she was going to take 
such a monster without it splitting her in two.

I was shaken out of my stupor by Mr. Ackoko, he was 
rubbing a finger up and down Sally's pussy, he pulled me 
down to my knees between Sally's long legs and 
instructed me to lick her cunt to prepare it for Mr. 
Ndabi. In a dream I obediently did as I was told, 
lapping my tongue the full length of Sally's gash, with 
her bucking her cunt at my face. I could hear her 
moaning so I looked up and saw her licking and sucking 
Ndabi's cock, now almost fully erect, its fat pink head 
squeezing itself clear from the foreskin. It looked all 
of a foot long.

I went back to eating pussy, thoroughly enjoying myself 
when suddenly I felt Ackoko pulling me away. He pushed 
me to the floor as Mr. Ndabi moved between Sally's 
splayed legs. I could see her holding his massive shaft 
guiding that huge shining pink knob between the soft 
dribbling folds of her pussy and as he raised her 
stockinged legs over his arms.

I realised he wasn't wearing a condom but I was too far 
gone to stop him. Sally must have known as well but she 
just held it and fed it into her yawning minge.

God how she squealed as she took it and realised just 
how big he was. Her body twisted and turned as he worked 
it up inside her. I saw tears streaming down her cheeks. 
All I could do was stare as he squeezed his cock inside 
her tight tunnel. Sobs racked her body as he forced more 
and more in. He had about 10 inches in and she was 
begging him to stop but he had the bit between his teeth 
and there was no stopping him now.

She clawed at him as he rammed in and out and suddenly 
he was all the way in, his balls nestling against her 
thighs. He just stood there moving his hips gently back 
and forth and slowly Sally's sobs of pain turned to sobs 
of pleasure and she began to respond.

She started to work herself against him, grinding her 
hips into him as he just stood there letting her do all 
the work. She was sighing, then she shuddered and 
squealed as she climaxed. He pulled her to the floor 
with her legs stretched over his shoulders and fucked 
her hard, as she screamed in both pain and ecstasy.

Mr. Ndabi shagged my wife for a good hour bringing her 
to climax after climax until she was too weak to move 
with him. He carried on regardless pausing briefly to 
regain his composure before setting about her again, 
then came the time he didn't pause at all, he kept right 
on fucking her getting faster and faster. Sally knew he 
was about to come and urged him and begged him for his 
spunk.

When he came, she went crazy, screaming the house down. 
That's when I come in my pants again. Mr. Ackoko pushed 
me towards Mr. Ndabi saying: "We must thank my chief for 
allowing us to watch him mate with a woman, then we must 
leave otherwise it will be on insult to him."

He went up to Mr. Ndabi and said, "Thank you sir for the 
honor you have bestowed upon me." I followed, bowing as 
I repeated Ackoko's words. I asked Ackoko if he was 
going to fuck Sally as well but he explained that it 
would be impossible as he was not worthy of her now she 
had been with Mr. Ndabi.

I didn't get much sleep that night my mind was full of 
what I had seen earlier. but my thoughts were 
interrupted by the sound of our bed creaking and soon I 
heard Sally's moans and cries as Mr. Ndabi took her 
again. I tossed myself off twice during the time it took 
him to fuck her, her cries grew louder and louder but I 
resisted the temptation to disturb them, I just wanted 
to hear my wife being fucked and put in the club by that 
big-cocked black man.

There's so much more to tell you, like the next morning 
when Ackoko discovered that Sally was not my secretary 
and was in fact my wife and said I would be privileged 
to lick her out just after Ndabi had fucked her and I 
tasted his thick spicy come. How Sally went back to 
Ndabi's hotel for four days and returned knackered, sore 
and pregnant and how a big fat contract landed signed 
and sealed on my desk the day she returned.

I know that her child will be well taken care of by Mr. 
Ndabi and have been told it is a great honor to have my 
wife chosen to mate with such a great and important man. 
In fact, I can't wait until the baby is born so that Mr. 
Ndabi comes over again and I can watch him and Sally 
renewing their friendship.