My wife played the vuvuzela in the kitchen
I'm Jorge, married to Regina for about seven years.We've always had a great life thanks to my job and my wife's wealthy family.
I met Regina at a high-society party, and it was love at first sight.
We dated for about three years, got engaged, and married soon after. I'm now 49 and she's 42.
We've always traveled a lot, and one thing we'd never done before was watch a World Cup.
I knew she went completely crazy just hearing the word "trip." She always spent weeks preparing, getting ready, buying new clothes, and our trips were always incredibly hot in terms of sex. She was relaxed because she knew that in a different place no one would know her and she could unleash her wildest fantasies. Our sex life was always renewed on our trips, and unlikely events allowed us to experience moments of intense pleasure. It's been like this since our honeymoon in Greece, where we ended up having sex on a deserted beach; in Egypt, where we once had sex in a hotel with no windows and the neighbor across the street masturbated while she stripped for me; in Italy, where we'd go out to bars together and she'd come back horny, commenting on the beauty of the Italians and having sex like a real slut, probably imagining what it would be like to fuck all those virile men.
The World Cup this year was in South Africa, and I was already fueling my wife's libido with provocative comments:
"Regina, have you ever imagined finding a handsome, well-endowed black man there? LOL... I can't compete with a giant member! Do you remember that black actor's cock we saw in that porn movie?"
And she replied:
"Don't worry, Jorginho, I love you, my sweetheart, but... you're right... it's just not possible... lol... I want one just for myself, and preferably a really muscular, naughty security guard with a vuvuzela like that... lol" and gestured to show what would be a giant member.
Regina has very fair skin, short, well-groomed hair, a beautiful face and smile. Besides her white, delicious, and shapely ass, she has a pair of breasts that would make many women with silicone envy. I didn't even need to spend money on silicone because her breasts are wonderful and have a beautiful pair of nipples that tend to get very hard in the cold or when she's excited.
The trip looked promising, and everything was going well; we were having a lot of fun and watching the Brazil games.
Every time Brazil won, we'd go to bars and parties to celebrate. She loved to dance and tease men. Sometimes I'd leave her on the dance floor just to watch the guys' reactions. It wasn't uncommon to see young African men approach her and, after a few minutes of dancing, find their pants bulging. Regina loved to tease, but that wasn't all she did. She was very well behaved and always ended up sneaking away and returning to the table, very excited. One time, she returned to the table after dancing with three South African men, sat next to me, and took my hand between her legs. I'd never felt her pussy so wet. My fingers slid into her vagina without any force, and on top of that, she wasn't wearing any panties. I couldn't believe it when I felt her hairy pussy completely free to do whatever I wanted. And she laughed and said:
- "It's better this way, this way the panties don't get wet..."
And I, defiant and full of ulterior motives:
- "You naughty girl, you like to see the black thing, don't you? ... laughs .... I doubt you do that on the street in the middle of the day"
And she:
- "I'm not crazy, am I, my dear?", and laughed a lot, already half drunk from the wine.
We took a taxi to the hotel. And we almost had sex in the car. The driver looked in the mirror and sometimes rubbed his own cock while changing gears.
In bed, I sucked her all over and put it in that delicious pussy. I came quickly, because I was very horny and she still wanted more. I ended up sucking her clit, because I was very tired from the trip. She liked the blowjob and, to tease, I whispered in her ear:
- "Have you ever thought about a big black cock inside here, you naughty girl???"
At that moment, she came a lot, moaning deliciously and with her pussy wet in my mouth. We fell asleep.
The next day was Brazil's fateful match against the Netherlands in Port Elizabeth. We put on our Brazilian gear and went to the stadium.
Regina was blown away by the sound of the vuvuzelas, and I almost shouted,
"A vuvuzela is like a handjob... it's only good for the one playing it..."
She laughed heartily and said she wanted a big black vuvuzela all to herself.
I joked and said,
"Let's make a bet: if Brazil wins, I'll let you fuck any black guy you want, and if Brazil loses, you'll have to take a picture in a public place without panties... and with your legs open!"
She agreed after a moment's hesitation. I thought to myself that my wife would be getting a black cock in front of me for the first time, after all, Brazil's victory was taken for granted.
Everyone already knew the result of the game: Netherlands 2 and Brazil 1, which meant I'd have to console myself with the photo. But a bet is a bet.
The next day, still hungover from her post-game consolation binge, Regina put on a brown sheath dress, her favorite heels, and got all dolled up, wearing lipstick that matched her nails and a black coat because it was freezing cold. I even made a point of teasing her by asking if she had dressed appropriately.
She looked angry and confused, but deep down I knew she was enjoying the naughtiness.
At breakfast, I kept teasing her, telling her to spread her legs...to show off a little. And she whispered angrily:
"Are you crazy, Jorge? Here at the hotel? Are you crazy? By the way, I have a little surprise for you...I think you'll love it..."
I retorted:
"Really? Have you found a black guy???"...lol.
She teased me even more:
"No, you potential cuckold...lol...I did something that will drive you crazy..."
Wow...Regina knew how to spice up a relationship. And I was dying of curiosity.
We walked out the door to the hotel, and I spoke to her curtly:
"Over there," pointing to a bench in front of the hotel!
From where we were, we could clearly see the hotel entrance, and it wasn't very busy yet because it was early. She protested vehemently:
"Are you crazy? What if someone passes by? You're crazy... Brazil lost the game and you're out of your mind..."
I walked away and prepared the camera, saying:
"A bet's a bet, my dear!"
I didn't want to miss that photo for anything in the world.
I could see a mix of excitement and desire on her face. But reason still prevailed. Slowly, she sat down, and I stood there waiting.
She looked both ways, quickly opened her legs, and closed them.
I protested:
"I couldn't even take the picture."
"You're the one who's slow, Jorge."
"And try to smile, my dear..." I said sarcastically.
Little by little, she lost her fear, crossed her legs, and began to smile. I took advantage and kept clicking, very slowly, as she became more and more relaxed. She opened her legs and let her dress slide down, offering a view I'll never forget.
She'd shaved her pussy, leaving a thin strip of hair that followed the beautiful curves of her labia. My cock instantly hardened. I had to take several photos until they weren't blurry... lol.
Regina was completely captivated and showed off more and more for me. Just then, a man with a grumpy expression walked by. She immediately closed her legs and, as soon as he entered the hotel, continued showing off for me.
Then something happened that would change the course of our trip to South Africa. Suddenly, a hotel security guard appeared, wearing a suit, sunglasses, and an enviable physique. We tried to hide, but Kumi (I later learned his name meant "vigorous" in the local dialect) soon arrived, speaking in impeccable English that he'd received a complaint and needed to confiscate the camera containing the photos, and that the laws there were very strict.
I could tell Regina was very angry and embarrassed by this, and I was completely terrified. I thought our vacation might be ruined because of a little prank like that, but I was wrong.
Kumi started calling the other security guards, so I intervened and asked him if there wasn't some way to resolve the matter without causing a scene. I was thinking about bribing the security guard rather than hand over the photos of my wife without underwear and getting fined or even arrested.
But Kumi started looking at Regina strangely. She wondered what she could gain from that story. Regina was a little embarrassed at first, but the guy was very friendly, and I don't think any woman could resist that handsome black man. Maybe it was better to give in to her impulses than to have her photo published online.
Kumi asked which room we were in and told us to meet at a bar near the hotel after her shift ended at the end of the day. If we didn't go there, she'd use the CCTV footage in case of a lawsuit. And that I was to bring the camera with us to our meeting.
I went white immediately, and looking back, I saw a huge security camera pointed at the hotel's main entrance.
We were very nervous and apprehensive in the hotel room all day. We arrived at the agreed time, and upon entering the cozy piano bar, we soon found Kumi wearing a nice dress shirt and jeans. He seemed a bit nervous too. I think if anyone found out about his proposal, he would have promptly lost his job.
As incredible as it may seem, the conversation began to flow smoothly after we realized we both had no ulterior motives. He explained the origin of his name and that he was descended from a tribe whose dictator supplied slaves with sexual gifts to European countries at the beginning of the slave-owning period. And that the slaves in his tribe were very well paid thanks to the large dimensions of their penises.
Renata, who didn't understand English very well, asked me to translate and immediately after listening, made a sarcastic comment:
"If you lived there, you'd starve to death, sweetie."
We both smiled a lot, and since he hadn't understood, I translated for him, who laughed a lot too (I think too much... lol). We ended up relaxing, eating, drinking, and having fun.
Kumi was loosening up and was already blatantly complimenting my wife, even using profanity, but Regina didn't understand, and I softened my tone so as not to scare her.
He kept saying,
"Beautiful pussy...beautiful pussy..." He probably got a good look at her pussy on the hotel's CCTV before arriving to catch us in the act.
And Regina, thinking he was referring to her smile, kept insinuating herself to the guy.
He asked to take a picture with Regina. She quickly went to his side and was already all excited, rubbing herself against him. I thought the story would end there. That I would pay the bill, return to the hotel, and be fine. But they started looking at each other more intensely, my wife took his hand to talk, and the atmosphere heated up. Kumi, without hesitation, suggested we go to his house... I thought Regina would snap, or at least play hard to get, but nothing happened. She just asked for time to go to the bathroom to put on lipstick.
In the taxi, they sat in the back and chatted, their faces very close together, very intimate. In Kumi's apartment building, as soon as we arrived in the hallway, they were already holding hands, and I was standing behind, just watching.
He said he would show her his house, which was very well-kept, by the way, and led Regina to his bedroom.
Upon entering, Regina suddenly started kissing him in front of me, shamelessly, and immediately ripped off his shirt. Kumi hugged her with his giant hands and this time didn't even care about the photos I was taking... lol.
He immediately put his hand on my wife's freshly shaved pussy and repeated,
"Beautiful pussy... beautiful pussy..."
My wife just moaned, and I wondered if, with all the hair on her pussy before shaving, my fingers would already slide easily. What would it be like to slide my fingers into that smooth pussy?
Kumi must have felt every detail of her pussy with his long fingers. Then he sat on the bed and lowered the straps of her dress. He started sucking my wife's breasts, and even I could hear him. Regina was delirious and took it upon herself to lift the bottom half of her dress up to her belly. I could see her beautiful white ass, which would welcome a black cock for the first time, and I decided to take more photos. I didn't want to forget that moment for anything in my life. She looked beautiful grinding on that security guard with her dress all wrapped around her belly.
She noticed that I was taking pictures and didn't hesitate, she pushed Kumi onto the bed, stuck her ass out and looked at me and said:
-"Do you see this little pussy? She's going to lose her virginity to a black cock... and you're going to become a cuckold for the first time."
She was very excited and started unbuttoning the security guard's pants. I couldn't believe my eyes. She made a point of showing off for me, and I could see her hand, with our wedding ring, undoing his pants. She had difficulty because the guy's cock was really big. When she finally managed to undo his pants, Kumi stood up, his hard member dangling in Regina's face. She stared at that veiny shaft for a long time. She was in ecstasy. I'd never seen her look like that before, and she started sucking the security guard's cock, who was still in his underwear. I moved closer with the camera, and now she looked like a porn model, licking his head passionately and showing me off. I could only believe she was my wife because of the ring. I pointed to her breast, wanting to take a picture of that beautiful white titty, and she, sensing my intention, posed and even held the base of his penis with one hand and his body with the other so I could photograph the full power of that member. The guy's cock was so large that much of it was still exposed.
After much blowjob, Kumi led her to the couch. He said he'd like to fuck my wife on the couch. He gently placed a chair in front of the couch and told me to watch that moment of 'initiation,' which his ancestors must have performed many times. I sat down, pulled out my tiny member, and started jerking off. The position I was in was perfect for watching my wife being deflowered by that giant cock.
Kumi sat on the couch and gave Regina a few more kisses while he wanked his shaft in preparation for penetration. Regina, looking worried, then sucked his cock, leaving a nice drool. But she was so horny that she sat on his dick, squatting and facing me. I'd never seen her nipples as pointy as they were now. I couldn't believe it when the head of his cock went in and she moaned. I thought she was going to give up. Imagine my surprise when she released her full weight onto that huge cock. Kumi tried to hold her by her breasts, but she was already completely impaled on that black rod. And now she was grinding on the cock that was fully inserted. Kumi took control and began thrusting into her harder and harder, pulling his black rod in and out of her labia until the cock was completely out and then returning, making my wife's labia kiss the balls of his balls with each rise and fall. Kumi fucked very well, because even with that huge cock, he still controlled her movements, forcing her breasts to move up and down. She followed along, being guided by her tits, and the couple was in total sync until they came with moans and Kumi's cum dripping between my wife's pussy and his huge cock. His member showed no signs of softening.
They stood there for about 15 minutes, and then Kumi started thrusting again, and they ended up having another orgasm. I retreated to the living room and then heard the shower turn on, and they stayed there alone for almost another hour.
Regina came back dressed and happy. I tried to lighten the mood by serving a shot of whiskey to our security guard. Kumi looked very tired but insisted on walking around naked and waving his cane, to get ice from the kitchen and to show the true meaning of his African name (vigorous).
