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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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We headed off, the address of the hotel in my pocket and hired some costumes for the evening. We booked in to another hotel and showered and got ready for the evening. "How was Anton," I asked " a good fuck?". She laughed, " You should know you were watching, did you enjoy the show?". "I loved it, watching his big black cock filling your pussy, watching your face as he took you and made you cum". We were finally ready and set off for the party. I was dressed as a senator, in white robes and slipper type sandals, and my wife wore a fine golden robe, showing off her impressive curves which were naked beneath the almost see through material. She had some strappy type sandals on which showed off her delectable toes and the robe allowed easy views of her legs as she walked. Just as well I was not dressed as Ceasar as my wife was surely not beyond question in both morals and faithfulness I thought. We arrived at the party and were greeted with a large function room laid out like a scene from a film set. Lounger type sofas and cusions were laid out in a square around the main floor where the entertainment was going to be. Our host, dressed as the Emperor Nero waved us to a large sofa on his right hand side and we made ourselves comfortable reclining comfortably and taking the scene in. The room was full of people and I was noticing that the white attenders were the gentry or nobility and the black attendees, both sexes, were given the roles of slaves and servants. We had two, one of each sex, attached, to us whose duty it was to serve us all night with whatever we wanted. Anton had been assigned to us which pleased my wife greatly. "Fetch me my wine" my wife ordered, immediately getting in to character. Anton was dressed in only a loin cloth, his body black and shiny, he was collared to denote his role with a lead hanging down his back. A voluptuous black girl, in a very short robe that barely covered her lovely rump and pussy and out of which her boobs were trying desperately to escape, was our other slave. Our drinks were served and our two attendants sat on the floor at out feet. My wife had Anton's lead in her hand and jerked his head back and demanded a kiss. He obliged. I looked about the room and noticed that some couples were openly fucking their slaves now and that the party was in full swing, literally. A mass of contrasting coloured bodies were in full writhin thrall. Nero, our host was being attended to by two male slaves one of whom was Ritchie. His robes were raised and his cock was being sucked by one young slave while Ritchie tipped wine in to his mouth as the Emperor fondled his erect cock. At the other end of the sofa, the Emperors wife was sat upright, her ring bedecked hands on the black head of a male slave who was licking her pussy for all his worth. A female slave was kissing her on the lips very passionately. This was great. My wife demanded a fuck and Anton the slave mounted the sofa and pulled her golden robe apart. His very large black cock seemed to vibrate as it went towards her soggy pussy as if it was being sucked in by a magnetic force field. A condom appeared and he dressed for the occasion. He was now in her before, then he pushed himself even deeper in to her compliant body. Her back arched as he hit her spot almost instantly and took every inch of his very long black cock. "More cock slave" she moaned "or I'll have you whipped if I am not satisfied." He obliged like an express train, or whatever was fastestin those days, a chariot! I pulled my serving girl down on to my cock and demanded it was sucked. "Yes Master." She obediently replied before happily slurping away on my very hard cock. It felt great and I needed to fuck her. I pinned her down on to the sofa next to my wife, put a condom on, and entered her juicy wet pussy. I attempted to keep up with the pace of Anton's strokes as he was seemingly taking my wife to a state of pure ecstasy. My wife was moaning, short pants in between each one, as he pounded her. I fucked away at my slave and was pleased with her response, I felt her cum on my cock, but carried on before I felt my first load of the evening leave my excited cock. I lay on my slave, as she tongued my ear, and watched Anton fucking my wife, he was sweating but had slowed down to stretch out her pleasure. It was working, her back was arching even more now, her toes, still in sandals, pointing in to the sofa, the soles of her feet arched upwards also. He eventually grunted his load in to her with two almighty shudders and she whimpered as she came simultaneously on his satisfying black cock.  |
