My wife, Shirley, and I were married on a small island in the mid-pacific in the early 1990's. I was working for a private defense contractor at the time I met her. I was instantly infatuated with her from the time I met her. Her long black hair, curvaceous body and pouty lips were enough to make most men go crazy. We returned to the States in the late '90's and I began my career in nursing at a large hospital in California. Shirley took classes in business at the local college and began her career a couple of years later at a black-owned enterprise. She had been working there about a month, when she came home on day and announced that the company was having a party at a local hotel. It was $50 per couple and included the hotel room. Sounded good to me. So I said, "Yes, of course, sweetheart." She smiled demurely as I gave her the check. The party happened about two weeks later. Shirley dressed up in a tight mini skirt with plenty of cleavage. Her firm breasts looked like they were going to bolt out of her tight blouse. I always liked the way she wore her make-up when she knew she was going to a party. She finished dressing and putting on her make-up and we were off. We arrived at the hotel reception room and I was amazed at how many people there were. I hadn't spoken to Shirley much about her job, but I took it for granted that the business was a small enterprise. Such was apparently the case. We checked into our hotel room. I could tell that she was in the mood to party. We freshened up a bit then went downstairs to the reception room. She introduced me to her boss and co-workers. I was mildly surprised that there was not one Black woman to be seen, only Oriental and White, for the most part. We traded some small talk then sat down at a table and ordered a couple of drinks. We finished those quickly and ordered two more and two more after that. I could tell that she was beginning to feel her oats. One of her co- workers, a tall, muscular Black fellow asked her to dance. She accepted, with my permission, and started shaking her booty like I had never seen her do before when I danced with her. She was gyrating all over the dance floor. After a few dances her partner escorted her back to the table. She was breathing heavily and smiling at the same time. I asked her partner if he would care to have a drink with us and he accepted. His name was Jamal and he worked in the same office as Shirley. We engaged in some small talk and he again asked me if it would be ok to dance with her again? I nodded in the affirmative. This dance was a slow one. I watched as she put her arms around his neck and drew closer to his muscular body. I found myself getting turned on by watching the two of them. I passed it off as the alcohol working. I watched as their bodies gyrated against one another. I could tell she was turned on as she kept pressing into him. Again I dismissed that as the alcohol working. They returned and we talked more. I noticed their eyes meeting on several occasions and exchanging smiles. I also found myself thinking strange thoughts. I was thinking of the three of us going to the hotel room together. The more I thought about it the more turned on I became. I finally blurted out, "Jamal, would you like to join Shirley and I in a few drinks in our room?" He appeared to be taken aback by what I said, but shook his head in the affirmative. By the time we reached the room, my cock was so hard I couldn't control myself. We had stopped by the store on our way to the hotel and had picked up some brandy. We had a couple of drinks and then I suggested that we all make ourselves "more comfortable." Shirley and Jamal looked at me in a questionable way. I explained that the sight of the two of them together aroused me and I would like to carry it further. I then asked them to tell me what was on their minds, no holds barred? Both of them said that the thought was inviting. I found myself also blurting out, "Jamal do you think you could persuade a friend of yours to join us?" He found that totally astonishing but said that he would go back downstairs and find someone. I also found myself setting up a scene. I wanted Jamal and his friend to knock on our door. When we answered they would barge in and force themselves on Shirley, tying me up in the process. About a half hour later there was a knock on the door. I answered it and Jamal and his friend did exactly what I had requested. They barged in grabbed me and tied me up. Then they moved toward Shirley and grabbed her forcefully, ripping off her clothes as she pretended to fight them off, finally submitting. They were kissing her all over. Running their long black fingers over her breasts and down her firm stomach to her wet pussy. There they stuck their long fingers into her twat and began massaging. When she was on the verge of cumming, they withdrew. One of them began to flicker his tongue down her firm belly finally reaching her aching pussy. He tongue entered as she screamed out. Jamal's friend, Bobby, was kneeling over Shirley as she fumbled with the zipper on his pants. I could see the huge bulge and was really turned on when she finally unzipped it and took it out. It was huge! Probably way over 10 inches. She grabbed it and began stroking it as Jamal continued to dart his long tongue in and out of her hot, wet pussy. She was moaning loudly. I was growing harder as the action intensified. Bobby grabbed her long hair FORCEFULLY as she wrapped her big, firm lips around his massive black cock. Taking in more a little at a time. Finally only a couple of inches were showing. She sucked it furiously. She had never done this to me before and now I was watching as two total strangers were fucking my wife! Bobby pushed her away forcefully and verbally abused her. She moaned with pleasure at this abuse. Bobby got between her legs and started massaging her rock-hard clit. She was moaning loudly now. Finally he started sliding that black massive cock into her. Her moans turned to screams as he started pumping her rhythmically like only Blacks can do. She screamed like a banshee when he shoved it hard and deep into her, her fingernails clawing his back. Pumping her harder and harder. I could not believe how long this fine Black specimen of a man could fuck my wife. I was just as turned on as she was. Then Bobby rammed his whole cock into her as both of them screamed in ecstasy. He withdrew and Jamal now got between her legs. She pushed him away playfully and gestured for him to lay an his back, which he did. She put his Black manliness into her mouth and sucked him until his cock was hard. Although he wasn't as long as Bobby, he was massive. She then mounted him and started gyrating around his big black cock, sinking deeper into her. Her long black hair was flying as she started pumping him. She altered her circular gyrations with a hard up and down motion. She was screaming wildly as she pumped him. Bouncing on his hard Black cock, harder and harder until both of them came. It has been a few months since that night. Jamal and Bobby have since moved in with us as Shirley found she couldn't live without their massive black cocks, and neither could I. I am now the cuckold husband serving their every desire and loving it.