Afrosheen
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As a continuation of Amanda, Another Man's Wife....
There were three guys that Amanda was teasing in the office, exposing herself (see previous pictures) under the desk and the like. All of us were excited about the upcoming office excursion where we would have a think tank over the weekend at a plush hotel and a little fun/relaxation as well. We don't bring our spouses to these meetings, so we knew Amanda would be there alone. There was an open bar Friday nite and the three of us commenced at trying to get Amanda as takes as possible, but it took an effort. We finally did make some headway with that and then left the party suite to go down to the hotel bar where we had a few more takes. From there, we went out to the pool outside where there were still some lighted rooms overlooking the courtyard of the hotel at around midnight. People would come out on the deck of their balcony just to look around from time to time. Alex, a black guy from the office, was really warming up to Amanda by this time. Back at the bar, I had asked Amanda to spread her legs and show herself to a guy at one of the tables who was checking her out intensly. She was up on a bar stool at the time, and he clearly got an eye full based on his reaction. It had been hard to convince Amanda to do it at first, but she was a little takes and she has been getting into exposing herself at the office. Anyway, Alex asked Amanda if she had gotten wet when she exposed herself and she responded, "What if I did?"...in a teasing sort of way. Alex reached down to put his hand up her skirt and check for himself, but she caught him half way and pulled his arm back. "What do you think you're doing?" She asked and laughed at him. Then she asked, "Do you really want to know if I am wet?" Alex eagerly said yes and Amanda reached down and pulled up her skirt, then slipped off her G-String right there by the pool. We all caught just a glimpse of her pussy. I'm sure there were some people up on the balconies looking, but we were in our own little world at that point. Amanda handed her panties over to Alex with a smile, knowing full well that they were wet, what little of them there was. "You happy now?" She asked Alex as he felt of them. "What makes you think I just wanted to feel your panties?" He responded. Amanda laughed and said, "You know you're not allowed to touch me. My husband just wants me to show myself. I can't let you have any!" I could see that Alex was primed and ready to jump her ass. "What your husband doesn't know won't hurt him," he replied. Amanda kept giggling at him. She whispered very seductively, "You want to see what I taste like don't you, Alex?" Alex was beside himself. "Absolutely!" He affirmed. "Then suck my panties," Amanda ordered. Alex was taken back for a moment, and then seemed to happily comply as he lifted her G-String high in the air and dropped it down into his mouth, crotch first. We could all see the wet spot on the crotch as he held them up. Amanda was having a good time with this escapade for sure, but for some reamister I took offense at that moment. I just got the idea that Amanda was belittling Alex and got tired of her teasing...plus, I had a few too many. I reached over and grabbed Amanda by the arm, pulling her into me. The pool area was pretty well lit, so I'm sure people could see what was happening if they were looking. I reached down and pulled Amanda's skirt up, exposing her pussy to the three of us...her back was to the hotel. I quickly reached down and shoved my middle finger up her wet cunt before she even knew what hit her. Amanda let out a squeal at first, but I reached up with my left arm and wrapped it around her head so as to hold her up and in position, then cupped my hand over her mouth. "You've done enough teasing, Amanda!" I said firmly. The other two guys were stunned, but I was surprised at how Amanda really didn't resist that much. I shoved a second finger up her sopping wet cunt, and we all heard her groan rather loudly into my hand. "Oh, you like that don't you, Bitch?" I inquired as I worked my fingers hard against her G-Spot. I had never said a cross word before to Amanda, and I could barely believe what was happening, even inebriated. I took my hand off of her mouth and reached down to pull her skirt completely up and expose her cute little white ass to the voyers on their balconies. She must have found the cool evening air rather stimulating because she let out a low groan followed by, "Oh God!" and then started to cum in my arms. She was jerking and jolting back and forth as I continued to grind my fingers as hard as I could deep into her vagina. I could feel her little cervix against my finger tips, and I flicked it back and forth. She started to moan loudly with every spasm that shot thru her body. Her moans could easily be heard echoing thru the courtyard. I looked up and saw several people just staring down from their balconies. As Amanda's orgasm finally came to an end, I laid her back on one of the tables by the pool. She was nearly limp by that time, totally exhausted from her climax and still gasping for breath. I don't think she truly realized people from the hotel were watching. For some reamister, I wasn't too concerned about having somebody call security. I just wanted to give them a show. I unbuttoned Amanda's blouse and opened it up completely, then pulled up her bra to reveal her tiny A Cup titties. Her skirt was up around her waist, so her tightly trimmed twat was easily visible as well. "So you want Alex to taste your pussy, do you?" I asked sarcastically. I shoved my two fingers back up inside Amanda's tight cunt and swirled them around in her gooey love tunnel. I removed them, covered in her slimy cum and then stuffed them both into her mouth. "Eat that, Bitch!" I insisted, as I made sure to wipe my fingers up and down on her tongue. "Let's see how you like the taste of your own pussy, you little slut!" I was excited to think that I was powering another man's wife to eat her own cum in front of about a dozen people she didn't even know. I'm not sure how well they could see, but it was enticing all the same. I repeated the process several times, dipping my fingers back into Amanda's dripping snatch and retrieving still more of her creamy vaginal secretions to stuff into her young innocent looking mouth and smear all over her pretty little face. I finally eased my slippery finger up her extremely tight asshole. She tried to come off the table with that one, but I held her down with my left hand as I continued to advance my middle finger as far as it would go up her Hershey Hole. She squealed pretty loudly as I continued to fuck my finger up her ass, and one of the other guys came over to put his hand over her mouth. He looked at me and asked, "Man, are you crazy?" So I gave my finger a little harder shove up Amanda's rectum, making sure that she would squeal again into his hand that was now cupped over her mouth. "Absolutely out of my fucking mind!" I responded with a smile. I pulled my finger out of her ass and powerd it into her mouth, pinching on her nipple just slightly. "Suck it Bitch!" I commanded. "If you bite my finger, I'll twist you little nipple off! Now suck it clean!" She obeyed perfectly, even if she was pretty trashed. At that point, I decided it was time to make an exit. I threw Amanda over my shoulder and we all made for the door to the stairs, heading up to my room. I admit that I was a bit concerned about the repercussions of my actions, once we got up to the bedroom and had the chance to allow everything to sink in. I dumped Amanda on the bed where she seemed to fall into a deep relax. The three of us discussed what to do next. Should we try to get her back to her room and hope she doesn't remember what happened? Should we just fuck her? Should we just let her relax it off in my room? One thing we did have was pictures from the office...actually the other guys had most of them on their phones. These were pictures that her husband probably would like to see and perhaps would not be overly upset to see them since he was the one who sent her on her mission of exposure in the office. Their main value was the threat to show them to others in the office, particularly people in high positions. It might not be just an embarrassment for her. It could be her job. Together we decided that we had the upper hand. We waged our bets that Amanda wouldn't threaten us, given the potential consequences for her. She had made her own trap and fallen into it. Her husband, Ray, had orchestrated it for her. Now, all his rules were out the window. His wife was our plaything...our sex slave in total presentation.
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