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  Taken & Ganged

  In The Club:

  A Hotwife Is Born

  (An Interracial Hotwife Romance)

  By: Nichole Taylor

  © 2018 Dark Thoughts Entertainment

  WARNING:

  18+ Mature Audiences Only

  Disclaimer: All references to people, places, and events in this story are made up and do not represent the views of anyone other than the author. This is a story for fantasy and entertainment purposes only. Any resemblance to people, places, and events in real life are purely coincidental.

  Any models used on the cover of this eBook do not share any of the views contained in this story, nor do they represent any of the people, places, events, or storylines contained within. Any resemblance is, again, purely coincidental.

  All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older and all sexual acts depicted in this fictional story are consensual.

  Chapter 1

  “Remember, this was all your idea. You can’t back out now. Besides, we’re just going to look, right? It’s not like we’re going to start screwing other people on our first visit,” she said pulling her top up for about the fourth time in four minutes as we walked in the frigid night towards a super secret sex club on the west side of town. My wife, Christie, was dressed like a total slut and I mean that in the most complementary way possible.

  Her dirty blonde hair was pulled back behind her head, just the way I liked it and her massive, brand new breasts where aching to be free of her tube top that was about two sizes too small. We’re both in our late thirties and most twenty-five year olds would kill to look half as good as my wife. It’s true, I just paid for her to have her tits enlarged, but she was a smoke show before that anyway. These just gave her a new edge.

  I was more than a little nervous and had been having second thoughts on our walk there. Our sex life wasn’t tremendous and that was mostly my fault. I’d gained weight and had been working too much and just lacked the overall energy and confidence I’d had in my twenties. Christie on the other hand was experiences a dramatic increase in her sex drive and I couldn’t keep up. The boob job was supposed to help get things going, but after a few months, things were still the same.

  That’s when I had the brilliant idea of going to a sex club. I’d read somewhere that it can help couples open up and add intimacy. The right kind of ingredient to spice things up and kick start our lack luster sex life. Boy, was I right, but not in the way I’d imagined.

  It took some convincing, but finally Christie gave in and as the night approached she was doing research on the clubs in town and becoming more and more excited by the day while I was regretting ever saying anything at all. But what could I do? I was afraid if we didn’t try something, anything, she might start looking elsewhere for sexual satisfaction.

  We approached the unmarked door of the club on an unnamed side street and knocked rapidly, exactly seven times, and waited. Someone on the other side asked for the password and we provided it, I can’t remember what it was and it doesn’t matter. Christie had met someone in some online forum who had provided her with the details. Apparently, that’s the only way to get into this place.

  Anyway, the door swung wide and a large bouncer ushered us into a maze of brick-walled hallways that meandered for a long time until we came to an opening. It was a large, two level room with many smaller rooms connected to it. There was a bar in the center surrounded by fluffy sex swings and stripper poles.

  The music was loud but not too loud, it looked like the party was waiting to really kick into high gear. I’d say there were about fifty people there all together and according to Christie, the approximate guest list was over a hundred, but these are more or less meaningless details.

  “Should we grab a drink?” Christie asked me.

  “Uhh, yeah definitely,” I said, nervously glancing around. What did I get us into? Christie grabbed my arm and escorted me down the steps towards the bar.

  “Relax, baby. This is going to be fine, remember you don’t have to do anything you’re uncomfortable with, if you want to go after a while we can just --” her voice trailed off. She made eye contact with a tall, black gentlemen in a suit, even I could feel his eyes raking over her body. He smiled and winked at us.

  “We can just what?” I asked. But she wasn’t listening. She was entranced by this man. A second black guy, presumably his friend, sat down next to him and locked eyes on us. Christie looked flush.

  “This is going to be fun,” Christie said, eyes locked on the pair of handsome black men at the bar.

  “No what were you going to say?” I asked. She looked at me confused.

  “Come on, let’s get a drink,” she said and dragged me through a small crowd of people on our way to the bar.

  Chapter 2

  By the time we got to the bar, the two black men seemed to have vanished into thin air. Weirdly, Christie seemed disappointed but when I pressed her on it, she just got defensive, so I backed off. We casually sipped our drinks and took in the scene.

  I felt like I was on another planet, but Christie, to my great surprise, not only looked at ease but in her element. Something about her was changing, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it at the time. It was getting more crowded and now it felt like there were maybe two-hundred people in the club. The lights were dimmed and I could tell things were starting to get wild. I saw couples running off to the rooms upstairs and disappearing. Girls were swinging on swings and dancing on poles. We seemed to be the only ones not doing anything.

  “First time?” I heard someone say, slapping me on the back. “Name’s Rick, this is my wife, Ellie.” Rick extended his hand and shook mine.

  “Hi, I’m Bill, this is my wife, Christie. Yeah it’s our first time, how did you --”

  “Every newbie has that same look, we just got started in the lifestyle a few months back, love it. Well I should say, Ellie loves it. I mostly love to watch.” Rick and Ellie smiled.

  “Watch?” I asked.

  “Yeah, we do the whole hotwife thing. I let her play around with whoever she wants. Long as I can watch. Sometimes we do the full swap thing.”

  “Oh, that’s interesting,” Christie said in a sultry tone. I didn’t like the sound of it.

  “So listen, I know it’s your first time, but uh, you guys interested in swapping? We can go upstairs, Bill you can take Ellie and I would love to have a go at Miss Christie here.”

  “No, thanks. We’re just here to watch and take things slow,” Christie stepped in and cut his advances off. Thank god, I thought to myself. I was starting to worry.

  Rick was respectful, “hey, no worries, and hey, you know if you find yourself getting all worked up, you can always take a room for yourselves and fuck each other’s brains out. That's what we did our first time. Anyway, nice to meet you guys. Maybe we’ll see ya again soon.”

  And with that, Bill and Ellie were off to mingle with other couples and singles. We stood there, unsure what to do next.

  “Want to take a walk around?” Christie asked. I shrugged. What the hell.

  We walked upstairs and past some rooms. They all had clear glass so you could see what was going on. Since it was just getting started, most of them were empty.

  “You wanna fuck me in one of these?” Christie said, turning to me and putting a hand on my chest.

  “Seriously?” I asked, laughing nervously.

  “Oh come on, at least think about it.”

  We kept walking and looking into empty rooms. Christie gasped.

  “Oh. My. God.”

  “What? What is it?” I caught up to her and looked in the room. A hot older blonde woman was on her knees, sucking off both of the black guy
s from the bar. So that’s where they went.

  “That’s so fucking,” Christie’s voice trailed off and I could see her reaching into her pants to touch herself, “hot.”

  “Christie, what are you doing?” I asked, half-furious.

  “Bill, I’m sorry but that’s fucking hot. And it’s not like you’re doing anything for me here.”

  One of the guys looked up and smiled at us and motioned for us to come in. I mouthed no thank you back to him. Christie looked pissed. Suddenly she pounced and pinned me up against the wall and kissed me hard.

  “Let’s go, I wanna get on my knees like that and suck your cock.”

  I didn’t even have time to answer before she was dragging me down a hallway to an empty room.

  Chapter 3

  “Whip that cock out,” Christie said, dropping to her knees in front of me. I hesitated.

  “Christie, wait people can see us.”

  “I know, honey. That’s kinda the point. You wanted this remember.” At this point we were more than a few drinks in and she always got really horny and bold whenever she drank. She started undoing my belt and pulled out my cock. I’ll be honest, the thrill of having it out for just anyone to see, was kind of a turn on.

  She took me into her mouth and I started to get hard. She spit on my cock and started stroking me off.

  “Yeah you like that don’t you baby? That’s what you wanted, huh? You wanted me to be a little slut for you?” She spit on my cock again and then took the whole thing in her mouth, deep throating me and gagging on my dick.

  “Oh fuck, that’s so hot,” I said. I couldn’t take it anymore. I was so turned on. I pulled her to her feet and ripped her pants off and bent her over a bench in the room. My cock hadn’t been this hard in years.

  I slid the head of my dick against the entrance to her pussy, sending shivers down her spine. She moaned like a whore while I teased her clit with my throbbing pole.

  “Stick in me baby, come on. I need that dick in me,” she begged. I paused for a moment, then gave her exactly what she was was begging for. I shoved myself inside her, hard, and she let a small yelp. She was wetter than I’d ever felt before. There was a primal lust permeating throughout the room and as we fucked, it seemed to draw in others.

  Soon, we had an audience. People would come and go, but no one ever entered. It just seemed they wanted to watch. I was so enraptured and lost in fuck, that I hardly paid them any mind. I can’t be sure if Christie even knew they were there.

  I spun her around to have her sit on my cock and ride me, when we both notice the two black gentlemen from before, standing outside, watching us intently. They were both in nothing but boxer briefs, their chiseled physique was intimidating to say the least. Christie’s eyes narrowed in on the giant bulges in their pants. I could feel her breathing quicken. What was she thinking? I’d lost her for a moment. Suddenly, she didn’t seem interested in me.

  “Mind if we come in?” one of them asked. Before I could answer Christie shrugged and motioned for them to come inside.

  “Uhh, wait. Hey man, its cool if you watch but this is --”

  “It’s fine honey, it’s fine. Don’t worry about it. Just go with it.” Christie said as she turned towards me and slid herself down onto my cock. She locked eyes with me and started riding me. Then she looked at the two black men who had sat down next to us.

  “It’s ok if they watch,” she said.

  Chapter 4

  As Christie whipped herself into a frenzy riding my dick, she again looked over at the two men sitting next to us, simply watching us. I could see their dicks getting hard as they focused on her ass bouncing up and down. Christie saw it too and she smiled.

  “Oh come on boys, don’t be shy. You can jerk those things if you want to. I don’t mind.”

  They didn’t need to be told twice. They each whipped out their giant dark meat and started stroking themselves for my wife. She slowed down and suddenly wasn’t riding me at all. She was transfixed.

  “Holy shit, those are the biggest dicks I’ve ever seen in my life. Those can’t be real.” Suddenly things took a turn. I could feel the energy changing in the air. I wasn’t sure if I could keep up. The taller of the two guys stood up and started to walk towards her, slowly stroking his cock.

  “What are you doing, man?” I asked as he got closer to Christie’s face. He just stared at me and didn’t say a word. Then he looked at Christie and placed his cock about an inch from her mouth.

  “Suck my dick, bitch. You know you want it,” he said, smiling menacingly at me.

  I started to protest and get up, but Christie pushed me back down.

  “Wait, hold on. Hold on,” she looked at his throbbing, black dick and licked her lips. “Don’t you think it’d be hot to watch me suck a big, black dick while I ride you honey?” she said, laughing. Then she opened her mouth but kept her eyes locked on mine.

  “I think you’ll like it,” she said. And with that, the tall man shoved his cock down her throat, causing her to gag and gasp for air.

  “Fuck that’s a big dick,” she said, eyeing it up and putting her hand on it to stroke. As I watched her stroke his dick while she rode me, I was insanely turned on. I don’t know why, but I loved seeing her like this. And the color contrast between her tiny white hand and his dark, throbbing member was almost mesmerizing.

  Before I knew it, the shorter guys was standing on her left and she was stroking him off too. She couldn’t stop looking at their cocks while she bounced her white ass up and down on my cock.

  “Oh fuck, this is so hot. So much for taking it easy our first time huh, babe?”

  I couldn’t answer her I was so focused on not cumming. I knew if I came, it’d be over and I was afraid of what would happen then. I didn’t see Christie walking away from her new friends so soon.

  But the more I thought about it, the more difficult it became.

  “Slow down, babe. Slow down. I don’t want to cum yet,” I said, gasping for air.

  “Why not? I want you to cum for baby, cum in my pussy while I stroke these two big, black dicks, let it go baby, cum in my puss!”

  My body started to tense up and I couldn’t hold it any longer. I started shooting wave after wave of seed into my wife as she stroked their dicks and started cumming herself. I’d never seen her cum that hard before.

  As the last drops of jizz left my shaft, I was slowly coming to my senses. I was crashing down from the euphoric high I’d felt just moments ago. What the hell were we doing here? That’s my wife!

  “Well, that was amazing. Christie, I think we should head out soon, thanks guys. That was fun.” I stammered and started picking up loose pieces of clothing.

  “I don’t think so, man. I think your wife wants to keep going. I bet she ain’t had some good black dick like this before. She look like she’s aching for it.”

  I looked to Christie and to my horror she was still transfixed by their massive cocks in her hands. She looked over at me.

  “Sorry baby, he’s right. I need more dick. I need to feel some big, black dick inside me.”

  I couldn’t believe my ears, but a tingle went through my body when she said the words and for some reason, I just sat down and let her go through with it. Our relationship hasn’t been the same since.

  Chapter 5

  I watched as Christie lowered herself onto her knees between the two of them and continued jacking their cocks. She looked over at me and smiled. She was really going to go through with it.

  “Yeah look at that, good girl. That’s a good little slut.” She began to greedily suck them off, alternating rapidly between them.

  She smiled at me again, kissing the head of one of their dicks and laughed.

  “You wanted this baby, you wanted this. Now sit back and enjoy the show,” she whispered. Did I? Did I want this?

  I felt my cock stiffening, blood was rushing through my shaft and adrenaline and dopamine were flooding my system like never before. What was this powerful n
ew drug? I wanted to stand up and leave, but I was frozen. Rendered immobile by the unbelievably hot visual display of sexual lust I’d ever seen in my life.

  Suddenly the shorter of the two grabbed the back of my wife’s head and jammed his cock down her throat. She gagged once, but didn’t seem to struggle as he fucked her face for a good five seconds and then pulled out.

  “Fuck, yeah. You like fucking my face?” she said, stroking his dick that was now coated with her saliva.

  “How bout my pussy? You wanna fuck my pussy?” she said, standing up and bending over.

  “Christie, wait --” I said, finally mustering the strength to speak. But I couldn’t think of anything else to say.

  “Wait for what?” she asked. “You don’t want to see me fuck them?” she paused for a second waiting for my response. I couldn’t muster even a single syllable. She looked at my rock hard cock and chuckled.

  “Yeah, that’s what I thought. Just relax, honey. Everything will be ok.” she bent forward and started sucking on the taller man’s dick, seductively swaying her hips back and forth, offering her sopping wet pussy to the shorter man standing behind her.

  He looked over at me and smiled. He was going to fuck my wife while she sucked his friends dick, and they were going to make me watch. But it was an odd feeling, being so jealous and turned on at the same time. I still don’t know if I actually like it, but its a rush that is impossible to resist.

  With one swift motion, he shoved himself inside her and I watched Christie’s lustful eyes melt with pleasure. She gasped and moaned as he stretched her out with every inch of his enormous dick.

  After a few pumps, she’d losend up enough to let him start really pounding her, and she was loving it. I watched her cum three times in about fifteen minutes while she begged for him to choke her and pull her hair. She gagged and spit all over the taller man’s dick while she moaned like a whore and got the fucking of a lifetime. I never knew my wife liked it so rough.