The Black Magician
It was Saturday night at the bar we always went to on weekends, a small neighborhood bar that caters to the swinging crowd. My wife Amy wore skin-tight blue jeans and a silk button down blouse. We were sitting at a small table with another couple that we play darts with and had been drinking for a few hours, when we noticed a black guy in his mid thirties, wearing a tuxedo trimmed in gold, which was seriously over-dressed for this place.
Before long, the black guy was standing about five feet away from our table, sort of swaying to the music and smoking a pipe. We were all keeping an eye on him because he seemed rather strange. When the next song came on, this guy blew out a large puff of smoke and began performing magic tricks that were quite good. He would make small balls appear and disappear in the smoke, then multiply and disappear again. Before long we were all cheering, as were all the other patrons near our table, the guy was amazingly good.
After performing for a short time, he walked up to our table and asked my wife for the napkin her drink was sitting on. He tore the napkin in tiny little pieces, then unfolded it into a dollar bill, which he held out to Amy and said "this is for you" but backed away when she reached for it so she would have to stand, then held it above his head so she would have to get close and reach up for it. When she was close enough, he hugged her and gave her a small peck on the mouth. He sat at our table and introduced himself as Richard, and told us that he is a professional magician that performs at various clubs downtown, and figured that his talent would help him meet people. The girls told him that we had been watching him because he was so over-dressed and was acting out of place. Richard said that was exactly the reaction he was trying for.
After finishing the drink we bought him, he went on to mingle with others in the bar, and we resumed playing darts. We could hear clapping from other areas of the bar, so we knew he was performing for those that didn't see the show he did for us. Amy, now well relaxed from her drinking, un-buttoned the top three buttons on her shirt so she could tease the guys. She likes it when guys get creative in ways to watch her play darts, she knows that when she leans forward to throw, her shirt opens just enough for a quick glimpse.
We played several games that night, and Richard stopped back at our table several times to talk, mostly to Amy, then would go out and mingle again. He acted like he was coaching her on the game, but we all knew he was trying to get a look inside her shirt. When we decided to take a break from playing, we all sat at the table and ordered another round. Joe commented on Amy having her own personal coach during the game, and how he seemed real interested in her winning. We all laughed because we knew her winning wasn't what he was watching. Amy said that he kept asking her to dance, saying that he saw her and Rose dancing to fast songs between games, and he could see that she's a very good dancer. She said that she thought about it, but then got a little nervous because Richard has the quick hands of a magician.
Richard joined us again at our table, and was persistent, so Amy eventually agreed to dance with him. I watched them on the dance floor and his hands never left her hips. Every time a slow song came on, Richard would ask Amy to dance, and after the first couple I stopped watching and went back to playing darts. Amy and Richard danced several times that night, at times they didn't even leave to floor between songs.
Toward the end of the evening, the five of us were at the table, and Richard said that he has an X rated card trick. He took a deck from his pocket, shuffled the cards, proved that it was a real deck, then asked Amy to pick one. She pulled out a joker and showed it to all of us without Richard seeing what it was. When the card she chose was returned to the deck, Richard shuffled them again, then placed the deck on the table and showed us that there was nothing in his hands or up his sleeves. Amy was sitting sideways on my lap, Richard leaned forward with his hands on her knees, pushed her legs open wide and placed his mouth on the crotch of her jeans. When he sat back up, the card she chose was rolled up between his teeth. Everyone loved that trick, and Richard said that he has a triple X rated version of the trick, but couldn't do it because Amy was wearing jeans. When final call for alcohol was announced, we all said goodnight and left.
As soon as we were in the car for our long drive home, I could see that Amy was horny and wanted to play, because she was getting undressed. She loves to ride home naked, and have me pass semi's so she can tease the drivers. I said that I couldn't believe that Richards card trick made her that horny. She said that wasn't all Richard did, and that she warned me that he had those quick hands. I told her that I watched for the first couple dances, and he seemed like a perfect gentleman. She laughed and said that Richard knew I was watching so he only moved his hands when they would turn, and one side was out of the direct line of sight from our table. He would move his hand up her side and play with her nipple through her shirt. She said this went on during those dances that he knew I was watching.
Amy said that when I went back to darting, not paying that much attention to them, Richard became a little more aggressive, he started sliding his hand inside her shirt and was feeling her bare tits during the entire dance. During the last few dances, one hand was inside her shirt and the other was on her ass, pulling her tight against him, so tight that she could feel his hard-on rubbing on her belly, and when his mouth was on her crotch for the card trick, he was licking her jeans. Between hearing what all happened, and playing leap frog with a truck, I was horny as hell when we made it home, and we had fantastic sex while discussing it all.
We continued going to the bar on weekends, but hadn't seen Richard there for a few months. One Saturday night, Amy wore a short pleated skirt and a pull over knit sweater that showed her tits through the material. She was horny before we even left the house, and in the mood to play hard. At the bar, she was teasing guys and even flashed a few while we were playing darts with Joe and Rose. After a few hours of drinking and playing, Richard walked in and joined us at our table. I had decided not to pay any attention that night, but was getting more and more excited knowing that Amy would be telling me everything that happened on the drive home.
It was a long night of drinking, darting and dancing, and Richard invited us back to his house after the bar closed, but we declined his offer. Amy was horny all evening, so I knew I would be in for a fun ride home, but this time she seemed to be making me wait to hear what happened. As luck would have it, there was a semi truck passing the ramp as we were getting on, so I pulled in behind him and instructed Amy to take all of her clothes off. Once naked and reclined in the seat, she started fingering herself and I slowly passed the truck, which quickly matched our speed, so we knew he could see her. With the truck at our side, Amy began telling me that during the first dance, Richard slid his hand up her shirt and was feeling her tits, but on the second dance, his hand went up the front of her skirt, he whispered that he wanted to feel her panties, and said "oh shit" when he felt that she wasn't wearing any.
Amy and Richard only danced four or five times that night, but his hand was up her skirt, petting her pubic hair during most of them. She said that he kept trying to slip his hand between her legs on the dance floor, but she kept closing them so he couldn't. At one point she had to go downstairs to the rest room, and encountered a long line, she knew she would never hold out that long, so she decided to check the men's room, which was down a long hallway and around the corner from the woman's room.
Amy said as she approached the door, Richard was coming out and told her that there was nobody inside, so she asked him to guard the door so she could go. While in the stall, Amy saw the outside door close, and figured that Richard closed it because other men were trying to get in, but when she opened the stall door, Richard was standing there. He turned her around and pulled her back toward him, then one hand went up her shirt and with the other, he lifted her leg so that her foot was on the toilet seat, then began kissing her neck and fingering her. She said that Richard wanted to fuck her right there in the stall, but they heard the voices of men coming down the hall, so they quickly left and returned to the table. Amy said that even at the table Richard was petting her pussy while talking to the rest of us, and a couple times when she didn't think anyone was watching, she spread her legs and he fingered her. Amy said that she had three orgasms at the bar with the magicians hand between her legs. Once at home in bed, I asked her what she would have done if those men didn't come down the hall? She said that It was hard to explain, but the touch of the magicians hands seemed almost like there were vibrations entering into her body, he knew exactly how to touch her. She said "as horny as I was, I guess I would have been fucked by a black magician".
Our relationship with Richard progressed in the months to come, with more fondling on the dance floor and petting under the table, but it was kept at that point for the most part. Then one night we stopped at the bar after a party we had gone to, Amy was wearing a black silk top with ruffles, and a matching skirt. A little over dressed for the bar, but it was a fancy party we had been at. As soon as we walked in, Richard was right there buying our drinks, then walked us back to the table where our crowd was. It was a crowded night, but Richard did manage a couple dances with Amy before the place closed.
On the drive home, Amy said that Richard was acting strange on the dance floor, that he was holding her tight and telling her how pretty she was, but didn't "touch" like he usually does, that he must have had something on his mind, he seemed pre-occupied. We found very little traffic on the highway that night, and not a truck insight. Amy questioned why I took the on-ramp to a different highway, and I told her that I want to try something new. About 20 minutes later, I pulled into the parking lot of a motel, just off the highway, and told Amy that we already have a reservation. Amy asked why I chose this place, and I explained that they show in-room porno movies all night long.
As we entered the room, we found a large television, a king size bed with a huge mirror on the wall next to it, an easy chair, and a bathroom. We sat on the bed for a little while watching a porno flick, when Amy said she was going to the bathroom, I picked up the phone and said that I would order a six pack of beer from room service. When she returned, we watched the movie for about fifteen minutes and I kept trying to get her to strip, but she knew room service would be there soon and refused. When the knock on the door finally came, Amy said it was about time, and opened the door. To her absolute shock, there stood Richard holding the six pack.
Amy just stood there shocked, Richard finally had to walk around her to get into the room. Amy was visibly shaken by Richard being there, but calmed down when he handed her a beer and we assured her that nothing would happen that she didn't want to happen. The three of us sat up on the bed drinking and talking during two movies before things began to turn serious. I could tell she was ready by the way she was breathing, so I slid my hand up her shirt and started playing with her tits while kissing her. When I was sure she was worked up enough, I said that we were being rude to our guest, and removed her shirt.
Richard and I took turns kissing her and sucking her tits for a while, then Richard went to the end of the bed and removed her shoes, then nylons, and finally her skirt. With Amy now completely naked on the bed, I got undressed and put my cock in her mouth, and Richard began licking her pussy. Before Amy could orgasm, Richard, now naked too, moved to the top of the bed and guided her mouth to his cock. I moved her so that her ass was up, and fucked her doggy style, cumming all over her back. After I came, I decided to sit in the chair to enjoy the show, and watched as Richard rolled Amy over onto her back, lifted her legs up, and fucked her very hard, cumming all over her belly.
I can't begin to explain the excitement that I felt watching a large black cock sliding in and out of my wife's pussy, or her visible signs of ecstasy while he was doing her. I either fell asleep or passed out after watching Richard cum on her, and didn't wake up until around nine the next morning. When I gained my senses, Richard was gone, and Amy was on the bed sleeping naked. I crawled into bed and woke her up, we talked for a little while about how exciting it was for both of us, and I commented that I couldn't believe Richard was gone, he didn't even say goodbye. Amy said that he most certainly did say goodbye, at least to her. She said that he woke her up around 6:00 after taking a shower, and said that he was going to leave without disturbing us, but seeing her naked body on the bed made him horny again and he wanted more. Amy told him that she was sore from last night, but when he kissed her and put his magic hand on her pussy, her legs just opened right up again. She said that Richard climbed on top of her and slid his hard cock inside her. She said that she didn't think it would happen, but he fucked her so hard that the had three more orgasms before he finished, cumming on her belly again.
Amy said that when Richard had finished with her, he went to the bathroom for a damp wash cloth, which he used to clean her up, then kissed her and thanked her for the best time he has ever had.
It was Saturday night at the bar we always went to on weekends, a small neighborhood bar that caters to the swinging crowd. My wife Amy wore skin-tight blue jeans and a silk button down blouse. We were sitting at a small table with another couple that we play darts with and had been drinking for a few hours, when we noticed a black guy in his mid thirties, wearing a tuxedo trimmed in gold, which was seriously over-dressed for this place.
Before long, the black guy was standing about five feet away from our table, sort of swaying to the music and smoking a pipe. We were all keeping an eye on him because he seemed rather strange. When the next song came on, this guy blew out a large puff of smoke and began performing magic tricks that were quite good. He would make small balls appear and disappear in the smoke, then multiply and disappear again. Before long we were all cheering, as were all the other patrons near our table, the guy was amazingly good.
After performing for a short time, he walked up to our table and asked my wife for the napkin her drink was sitting on. He tore the napkin in tiny little pieces, then unfolded it into a dollar bill, which he held out to Amy and said "this is for you" but backed away when she reached for it so she would have to stand, then held it above his head so she would have to get close and reach up for it. When she was close enough, he hugged her and gave her a small peck on the mouth. He sat at our table and introduced himself as Richard, and told us that he is a professional magician that performs at various clubs downtown, and figured that his talent would help him meet people. The girls told him that we had been watching him because he was so over-dressed and was acting out of place. Richard said that was exactly the reaction he was trying for.
After finishing the drink we bought him, he went on to mingle with others in the bar, and we resumed playing darts. We could hear clapping from other areas of the bar, so we knew he was performing for those that didn't see the show he did for us. Amy, now well relaxed from her drinking, un-buttoned the top three buttons on her shirt so she could tease the guys. She likes it when guys get creative in ways to watch her play darts, she knows that when she leans forward to throw, her shirt opens just enough for a quick glimpse.
We played several games that night, and Richard stopped back at our table several times to talk, mostly to Amy, then would go out and mingle again. He acted like he was coaching her on the game, but we all knew he was trying to get a look inside her shirt. When we decided to take a break from playing, we all sat at the table and ordered another round. Joe commented on Amy having her own personal coach during the game, and how he seemed real interested in her winning. We all laughed because we knew her winning wasn't what he was watching. Amy said that he kept asking her to dance, saying that he saw her and Rose dancing to fast songs between games, and he could see that she's a very good dancer. She said that she thought about it, but then got a little nervous because Richard has the quick hands of a magician.
Richard joined us again at our table, and was persistent, so Amy eventually agreed to dance with him. I watched them on the dance floor and his hands never left her hips. Every time a slow song came on, Richard would ask Amy to dance, and after the first couple I stopped watching and went back to playing darts. Amy and Richard danced several times that night, at times they didn't even leave to floor between songs.
Toward the end of the evening, the five of us were at the table, and Richard said that he has an X rated card trick. He took a deck from his pocket, shuffled the cards, proved that it was a real deck, then asked Amy to pick one. She pulled out a joker and showed it to all of us without Richard seeing what it was. When the card she chose was returned to the deck, Richard shuffled them again, then placed the deck on the table and showed us that there was nothing in his hands or up his sleeves. Amy was sitting sideways on my lap, Richard leaned forward with his hands on her knees, pushed her legs open wide and placed his mouth on the crotch of her jeans. When he sat back up, the card she chose was rolled up between his teeth. Everyone loved that trick, and Richard said that he has a triple X rated version of the trick, but couldn't do it because Amy was wearing jeans. When final call for alcohol was announced, we all said goodnight and left.
As soon as we were in the car for our long drive home, I could see that Amy was horny and wanted to play, because she was getting undressed. She loves to ride home naked, and have me pass semi's so she can tease the drivers. I said that I couldn't believe that Richards card trick made her that horny. She said that wasn't all Richard did, and that she warned me that he had those quick hands. I told her that I watched for the first couple dances, and he seemed like a perfect gentleman. She laughed and said that Richard knew I was watching so he only moved his hands when they would turn, and one side was out of the direct line of sight from our table. He would move his hand up her side and play with her nipple through her shirt. She said this went on during those dances that he knew I was watching.
Amy said that when I went back to darting, not paying that much attention to them, Richard became a little more aggressive, he started sliding his hand inside her shirt and was feeling her bare tits during the entire dance. During the last few dances, one hand was inside her shirt and the other was on her ass, pulling her tight against him, so tight that she could feel his hard-on rubbing on her belly, and when his mouth was on her crotch for the card trick, he was licking her jeans. Between hearing what all happened, and playing leap frog with a truck, I was horny as hell when we made it home, and we had fantastic sex while discussing it all.
We continued going to the bar on weekends, but hadn't seen Richard there for a few months. One Saturday night, Amy wore a short pleated skirt and a pull over knit sweater that showed her tits through the material. She was horny before we even left the house, and in the mood to play hard. At the bar, she was teasing guys and even flashed a few while we were playing darts with Joe and Rose. After a few hours of drinking and playing, Richard walked in and joined us at our table. I had decided not to pay any attention that night, but was getting more and more excited knowing that Amy would be telling me everything that happened on the drive home.
It was a long night of drinking, darting and dancing, and Richard invited us back to his house after the bar closed, but we declined his offer. Amy was horny all evening, so I knew I would be in for a fun ride home, but this time she seemed to be making me wait to hear what happened. As luck would have it, there was a semi truck passing the ramp as we were getting on, so I pulled in behind him and instructed Amy to take all of her clothes off. Once naked and reclined in the seat, she started fingering herself and I slowly passed the truck, which quickly matched our speed, so we knew he could see her. With the truck at our side, Amy began telling me that during the first dance, Richard slid his hand up her shirt and was feeling her tits, but on the second dance, his hand went up the front of her skirt, he whispered that he wanted to feel her panties, and said "oh shit" when he felt that she wasn't wearing any.
Amy and Richard only danced four or five times that night, but his hand was up her skirt, petting her pubic hair during most of them. She said that he kept trying to slip his hand between her legs on the dance floor, but she kept closing them so he couldn't. At one point she had to go downstairs to the rest room, and encountered a long line, she knew she would never hold out that long, so she decided to check the men's room, which was down a long hallway and around the corner from the woman's room.
Amy said as she approached the door, Richard was coming out and told her that there was nobody inside, so she asked him to guard the door so she could go. While in the stall, Amy saw the outside door close, and figured that Richard closed it because other men were trying to get in, but when she opened the stall door, Richard was standing there. He turned her around and pulled her back toward him, then one hand went up her shirt and with the other, he lifted her leg so that her foot was on the toilet seat, then began kissing her neck and fingering her. She said that Richard wanted to fuck her right there in the stall, but they heard the voices of men coming down the hall, so they quickly left and returned to the table. Amy said that even at the table Richard was petting her pussy while talking to the rest of us, and a couple times when she didn't think anyone was watching, she spread her legs and he fingered her. Amy said that she had three orgasms at the bar with the magicians hand between her legs. Once at home in bed, I asked her what she would have done if those men didn't come down the hall? She said that It was hard to explain, but the touch of the magicians hands seemed almost like there were vibrations entering into her body, he knew exactly how to touch her. She said "as horny as I was, I guess I would have been fucked by a black magician".
Our relationship with Richard progressed in the months to come, with more fondling on the dance floor and petting under the table, but it was kept at that point for the most part. Then one night we stopped at the bar after a party we had gone to, Amy was wearing a black silk top with ruffles, and a matching skirt. A little over dressed for the bar, but it was a fancy party we had been at. As soon as we walked in, Richard was right there buying our drinks, then walked us back to the table where our crowd was. It was a crowded night, but Richard did manage a couple dances with Amy before the place closed.
On the drive home, Amy said that Richard was acting strange on the dance floor, that he was holding her tight and telling her how pretty she was, but didn't "touch" like he usually does, that he must have had something on his mind, he seemed pre-occupied. We found very little traffic on the highway that night, and not a truck insight. Amy questioned why I took the on-ramp to a different highway, and I told her that I want to try something new. About 20 minutes later, I pulled into the parking lot of a motel, just off the highway, and told Amy that we already have a reservation. Amy asked why I chose this place, and I explained that they show in-room porno movies all night long.
As we entered the room, we found a large television, a king size bed with a huge mirror on the wall next to it, an easy chair, and a bathroom. We sat on the bed for a little while watching a porno flick, when Amy said she was going to the bathroom, I picked up the phone and said that I would order a six pack of beer from room service. When she returned, we watched the movie for about fifteen minutes and I kept trying to get her to strip, but she knew room service would be there soon and refused. When the knock on the door finally came, Amy said it was about time, and opened the door. To her absolute shock, there stood Richard holding the six pack.
Amy just stood there shocked, Richard finally had to walk around her to get into the room. Amy was visibly shaken by Richard being there, but calmed down when he handed her a beer and we assured her that nothing would happen that she didn't want to happen. The three of us sat up on the bed drinking and talking during two movies before things began to turn serious. I could tell she was ready by the way she was breathing, so I slid my hand up her shirt and started playing with her tits while kissing her. When I was sure she was worked up enough, I said that we were being rude to our guest, and removed her shirt.
Richard and I took turns kissing her and sucking her tits for a while, then Richard went to the end of the bed and removed her shoes, then nylons, and finally her skirt. With Amy now completely naked on the bed, I got undressed and put my cock in her mouth, and Richard began licking her pussy. Before Amy could orgasm, Richard, now naked too, moved to the top of the bed and guided her mouth to his cock. I moved her so that her ass was up, and fucked her doggy style, cumming all over her back. After I came, I decided to sit in the chair to enjoy the show, and watched as Richard rolled Amy over onto her back, lifted her legs up, and fucked her very hard, cumming all over her belly.
I can't begin to explain the excitement that I felt watching a large black cock sliding in and out of my wife's pussy, or her visible signs of ecstasy while he was doing her. I either fell asleep or passed out after watching Richard cum on her, and didn't wake up until around nine the next morning. When I gained my senses, Richard was gone, and Amy was on the bed sleeping naked. I crawled into bed and woke her up, we talked for a little while about how exciting it was for both of us, and I commented that I couldn't believe Richard was gone, he didn't even say goodbye. Amy said that he most certainly did say goodbye, at least to her. She said that he woke her up around 6:00 after taking a shower, and said that he was going to leave without disturbing us, but seeing her naked body on the bed made him horny again and he wanted more. Amy told him that she was sore from last night, but when he kissed her and put his magic hand on her pussy, her legs just opened right up again. She said that Richard climbed on top of her and slid his hard cock inside her. She said that she didn't think it would happen, but he fucked her so hard that the had three more orgasms before he finished, cumming on her belly again.
Amy said that when Richard had finished with her, he went to the bathroom for a damp wash cloth, which he used to clean her up, then kissed her and thanked her for the best time he has ever had.
