Classy Slut Maria Part 2

I waited in all day. When it got to past six o’clock I had the table set for dinner and both our servants leave. Part of me was incredibly apprehensive. What would the men be like? They were coming to fuck my wife though neither of us knew anything of their history. We didn’t even now what these men where in prison for. Maria hadn’t even wanted to be here until that evening. Her parents had called earlier wanting to see their granddaughter. She would be back with Lucy at around ten that evening. Some of the letters the men had sent to her where lying on the table. As I waited I set the camera up facing the dining table. It was an expensive one but we wanted a good picture and sound. At last, a little after 9, a white van pulled up outside.

Mau, Winston (21) and Clive (35), enjoyed a drink while we waited. Our lounge seemed to impress them. Apart from Mau. Perhaps in its sheer size though I was still quite nervous at first of having these two strangers in my house. Despite everything they were criminals after all and I didn’t know a thing about them. Winston spoke little English and he in particular seemed quite taken aback by the huge oak room and all it’s finery. He sat sipping our best champagne and tapping his foot nervously. It was an old room indeed with a twelve seated dining table. The walls were decorated with old family paintings though we had installed several mod cons so it didn’t appear too dated. The men were each roughly dressed apart of course, Mau, and I wondered what Maria would think when she arrived and saw them. 

All three were all looking over at our dining table, spread with our finest. I’d had quite a meal put out. Maria had been adamant that we serve only the best. No matter what the cost. I was interested to find out about their ancestral backgrounds. Mau spoke little, but Winston enjoyed talking as best he could. He’d only lived in Britain 12 months and had a large family back in Nigeria. I was surprised that despite his age he had a wife back there. Though I suspected it be one of those arranged marriages I’d read about. He likened Maria to the movie stars he’d seen at the cinema when he was a boy and told me how much he was looking forward to meeting her. Clive on the other hand had lived in England much longer. He carried a tired expression and told me with a laugh that he had 6 children and 18 grandchildren. Much to my delight neither man said they had had sex with a white woman before. 

Winston was holding and smiling at a photo of my wife from the mantelpiece as Maria’s car pulled into the drive. They were all very eager to see her and the wait had only added to the anticipation. The door opened and she came into the room leading Lucy by the hand. My daughter looked so surprised to see these three strangers in our home. They all beamed, Winston nodding shyly. My wife stiffened visibly as she looked around the group. Perhaps fully realising what she was going to out herself through. Then she broke into a subtle smile and shook each of the men by the hand. From the looks on their faces Clive and Winston, were not disappointed to finally meet my beautiful wife in person.

Maria politely excused herself and took Lucy upstairs to bed. She was gone some time but then, she had told us she wanted to look her best. Each of the men where so impressed though it had been clear that my wife had been lightly shaken. They where looking at each other and grinning. To have them actually here, in our house was remarkable. When Maria came into the lounge she took the breath away. She was wearing the black dress with diamond earring/necklace set. Perfectly styled with only a light, appropriate amount of makeup. Maria had obviously taking great care and pride in her appearance. She looked fantastic and the men got to their feet. ‘You gentlemen must be very hungry’ she said as I shut and locked the door behind her. The dress was elegant in the extreme and deliciously low cut. Her body slipped tantalisingly beneath the silk and her breasts motioned only lightly as she walked. Both Winston and Mau towered over her voluptuous figure, their eyes feasting down her front. Enjoying the sight of my wife’s full, shapely form. She looked the image of pure class. Just as I hoped she would.

They had soon finished 2 bottles of wine and were eager to shovel down as much food as they could. Maria sat at the head of the table sipping her drink but not eating. Almost statuesque as her sharp eyes moved around the group. Mau sat on her right, Clive and Winston on her left. Mau at least for now, sat back eyeing Maria’s seductive dress. The two exchanged familiar looks. It was a slender outfit, hanging gently on my wife’s cleavage. I had already set the camera rolling on to my right. A reminder why we were here. They looked starved and in need of the meal. Maria remained cool throughout, smiling and answering politely when she was spoken too. She was such the lady. I was so pleased we had managed to our exquisite manners with the sordid events of the evening. These were not gentlemen. Far from it and Maria rested her chin on her finger watching them curiously. She looked so beautiful. Her eyes dark and thoughtful. The three didn’t even seem to care about me now. They could see what breeding she was and were going to enjoy fucking her later. I took the camera on my shoulder and moved between them. 

Clive cleared his plate and sat back contentedly in his chair. Winston was still eating as much as he could, glancing at Maria every few seconds. Mau took his glass and swallowed it down in one. At the head of the table Maria toyed with her wedding ring, moving it around her finger. The men’s attention was even more on her now and she was simply enjoying it. Even if it wasn’t the kind of attention to which she is more accustomed. These men had waited long enough and it was time to give them what they wanted. As the men had finished, I suggested that Maria set her chair away from the table. That way she would give our guests a better view of her lovely figure. She smiled, acknowledging my complement while Winston quickly rose and helped her place the dining chair a couple of feet back. My throat was dry and I took a sip from the glass in front of me. She did look wonderful as she sat and crossed her legs beneath the silky dress. Pure white skin, such dark falling hair falling on her shoulders. 

The camera whirred softly by my ear. Capturing the three black men and single white woman in my lens. Leaving my seat I went over to the stereo and put on some quiet classical music. It was soothing and by now there was a general feeling that Maria should undress. She didn’t nod but replied with her eyes. We all watched as she reached up and slid each of the thin straps down over her shoulders. They fell gently down over her arms. Then with hardly any nerves, Maria let the dress slide down over her breasts and into her lap. It was quite a sight. All the men grinned, clearly enjoying the sight my wife’s tits. As she folded her hands in her lap I could tell she was absolutely thrilled. Sitting topless in front of us all. We all watched as she stood and slipped the dress down to her ankles. Then confidently, Maria returned to her chair crossing her legs again. She was naked but for her high heels, sparkling diamond necklace and studded earrings. An arousing sight for all present I assure you. The mood seemed to tighten as the men lusted over this woman’s body. The sudden tension in the air was almost tangible. Then, breaking the silence, Clive fumbled at his crotch and took out his cock. Maria looked past him, around her guests as he sat wanking his erect, brown meat and grinning broadly.

It was enough for Mau. He left his seat and went to Maria’s side, unzipping his pants as he moved. After all that time in prison he certainly needed relief. His cock was long and stiff as a board. The deep blackness a contrast to Maria’s pure white skin. She didn’t alter her look. She remained still, smiling at both Clive and Winston as Mau reach and began to gather and feel her breasts in turn. My wife watched as the others left their seats and gathered around her. Their hands were all over her body. On her face, breasts, arms and thighs. Rubbing and stroking her round, flat nipples. All the cocks were bursting hard. Sex was only a short time away. Clearing her throat, Maria paused them with a raised hand. She said that she hoped they had all enjoyed their meal and invited them to each take turns fucking her.