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Christine was still clearly apprehensive, but silent, as the other two blacks joined in
her seduction.  All six of their hands were caressing her gently, not touching her breasts
or pussy.  They seemed coordinated in the effort.  Their fingertips were all traveling up
and down her legs and arms.  Then, they split duties.  Sir James focused on her face,
massaging her temples and tracing her features up and down to her neck.  Sir Samuel
focused to her midriff, his fingertips occasionally making Christine nervously giggle as
the area that his hands wandered grew larger and larger getting closer to her large
breasts and bare pussy.  It was still just a tease, though.  He didn’t cross that point,
yet.  Sir Randall massaged my wife’s feet and legs.

Their sultry seduction of my wife’s senses was languorous and went on for an extended
time.  The slow caresses and strokes upon her graceful figure never invaded her private
regions during this stage of their persuasion.  In fact, they silently continued to soothe
her until her limbs were fully relaxed and restive on our marital bed.  She began to open
her mouth and moan softly in pleasure.  From where I was bound, I was able to see her
supple folds that only I had known for so long.  Fear and anxiety spewed from my heart
upon seeing the telling glisten of her juices!  For the first time I was truly afraid and
envious of the love making skill of these men!  They had clearly won the first round!  She
began to touch Sir James fingertips with her tongue as he was tracing the outline of her
lips.

Sir James whispered into my wife’s ear again.  Rather than answer him with words she
turned her head and with an open mouth willingly kissed this black man knowing that I was
watching.  Their kisses were soft at first but quickly became increasingly heated. 

The other two men ceased touching my wife, and gave Sir James freedom to her relaxed
form.  I could only imagine how erotic the contrast from the heat of the rubbing the black
men had been providing to the slight chill of the room must have felt.  For the first time
since the seduction started I could see that Christine’s silver dollar sized nipples were
hard.  I prayed that the status of her areolas was from the sudden temperature change on
her skin and not success of these men.  Hardening of her nipples was one of her biological
tells that her body was ready for sex.

Sir James kissed across Christine’s cheeks and found her graceful neck.  Once there he
ravenously partook of her vulnerable spot, surely leaving a humiliating mark on his
willing quarry.  As this black man ravished my wife the familiar scent of her femininity
reached my chair.  My eyes had been transfixed at my wife’s stunned facial expression as
he shared a place that had been solely mine.  I glimpsed at her hallowed knoll and saw
that her folds were now slightly spread and decadently drenched.

“Yes!!  That feels sooooo good!” Christine spontaneously cried.  “Ben, you are a fucking
fool for getting us into this situation.  But I have to admit that I’m glad you did!”

Sir James sensuously kissed his way down the center of her chest, pausing between
Christine’s boobs.

“Yes!” Christine affirmed.  “My husband was dumb enough to get us into this.  So now I
want you to enjoy my breasts!”

Her lover wasted no time, with his mouth going straight for her expectant left nipple and
hand massaging her free breast.

“Like watching, hubby?” she teased.  “How does it feel right about now, watching another
man taking your place?  Oh, I almost forgot that the MAN sucking my tits told me that
you’re gagged and not allowed to talk!  Honey, I think YOU are in soooooooo much trouble! 
How do you think you will feel when this MAN is at the doorway of my pussy?  What do you
think I will say?”

Sir James picked up the invite she was laying down and kissed his way down her tummy.  I
could see his face clearly kissing her white skin less than an inch from the prize. 
Watching his tongue flickering on her skin so close to her honor drove me insane with
jealous passion.

“Ben, are you enjoying the view?  Maybe you will think a little more about the ‘cherish’
part of our wedding vows after tonight.  This MAN wants me to give him permission for you
to hear.  Isn’t that sweet, my dear husband, you will get to hear me TELLING him that I
want what HE has to offer?  Oh James, I would LOVE for you to taste me as that foolish
husband of mine watches!”

Sir James smirked at me and gave a quick wink.  With an open mouth and extended tongue
his head slowly sloped towards my wife’s flesh valley.  I witnessed the virgin touch of
his tongue to her clandestine quarters as his thirst was quenched with her juice.  Almost
as soon as I was given the chance to behold the event, my view was obscured!  All I could
see was the back of his head working his enchantment between her quivering thighs.

“Oh James that feels so fucking good!” Christine breathlessly said.  “Oh hubby!  Bet you
wish you could ‘have and hold’ me now!  Watch him!  Watch this other man that you invited
into our bed!  Ohhhhhhhhhhhh James, oh James, oh James you have me right there ... don’t
fuckin’ stooooooooooop!  Yes!  Make me cum right in front of Ben!”

He continued in earnest between her legs as Christine’s moans of erotic passion grew in
intensity.  Her ecstasy rose until she finally cried out in surrender as she struggled
against her bonds.  There was no question of authenticity of her orgasm, only whether she
had ever experienced one as strong in her life.

My wife’s body lay on our marital bed quivering from the sexual satisfaction she had just
shared.  Sir James silently started to gently touch her legs and massage her inner thighs
as she recovered some from the heights of pleasure. 

Sir Samuel and Sir Randall went to the head of the bed, and caressing her tits as Sir
James went south to her sacred mound again.  It was clear that they were fully experienced
in the seduction of a woman, and I was feeling sick with the probability that I was in
over my head.  My cock, however, was rock hard and dripping at the sight of my wife being
so completely taken. Samuel and Randall kneaded Christine’s breasts, provoking her erect
nipples.  Meanwhile, Sir James explored her sex gently, stretching out the teasing by ever
so slowly separating her lips and letting her juices moisten his fingers. 

The other men backed away as Sir James kissed his way up my wife’s belly, between the
valley between her aroused breasts, to her mouth.  She kissed him with abandon, inviting
his tongue with hers!  

They had whispered conversation.

“Ben, I bet you want James to use a rubber?” Christine asked.  “Well, I am going to teach
you a little lesson about ‘cherishing’ your wife.  Hear me loud and clear, my husband. 
You let this man into our bedroom and brought this on yourself.  I want this man to take
me skin on skin!” 

With that he got on the bed and started to position himself between her legs.  His dick
was much larger than mine in girth and length, and he stroked it as he took his place
between Christine’s spread thighs.

James teased Christine’s pussy with his cock head as he whispered in her ear.  She nodded
again.  Just then he began to start into her, bare!  This was all not as I expected!