We noticed no cars in the driveway as we parked, and I think we both had assumed there would be other guests at Garba’s house—but he opened the door by himself. He was smiling and dressed casually but cleanly.
“I’m Glad you guys could make it here.” He immediately handed us two mixed drinks. Something for the nerves. Careful—they’re strong.” He wasted no time complimenting Amaka. “You look absolutely beautiful tonight, Amaka. My God, would you look at those breasts?” He grabbed her by the waist and leaned in for a lingering kiss on her cheek. Amaka reacted by brushing her hair behind her ear.
He reached out and shook my hand firmly “Obinna, glad you guys are here, man.” he patted my back as we walked in the door.
My mind state was entirely loopy, it was a very surreal moment for me as we walked into his house and sat down on the couch. He had some light music playing, and the TV was on without volume. Amaka snuggled tightly against me on the couch as we both sipped our drinks, which were admittedly, delicious.
Garba was fixing a couple of things in the kitchen as I decided to break the silence “No other guests tonight?”
He chuckled “No, it’s just the three of us this evening. How do you like those drinks?”
Amaka spoke, “Delicious, even more so than usual.” God – this was officially fucking bizarre.
“Yeah, I used a special blend tonight. It’s a good relaxer and an even better aphrodisiac.”
As he said that, I realized we had both already finished our glasses, but he was returning to the living room with refills. He handed them to us and took a seat across the room. Somehow, Garba managed to spark a conversation and keep it going about a number of topics without feeling forced. He was working his charm, and before long, the three of us were laughing, and to be honest – I somehow wasn’t thinking much about the elephant in the room. I guess Garba has a talent for misdirection.
Before I knew it, Amaka and I were both 5 cocktails deep, having already eaten, I was suddenly feeling very comfortable – too comfortable. The room faded in and out a couple of times, but I caught myself. Until I didn’t.
When I awoke, I quickly realized my marriage had changed forever.
I opened my eyes and saw my wife and Garba sitting across from me on the sofa. The top of Amaka’s dress was pulled down to her waist, and Garba was massaging her exposed breasts as they kissed. I looked on in literal shock as I saw Garbaz’s large hands caressing Amaka’s lovely breasts, kneading them with passion, pinching at her erect nipples, and tickling her soft skin.
Just when I thought the sight couldn’t get any more horrific, I saw Amaka’s arm extended towards Garba’s crotch. She was clearly playing with the outline of his supremely erect cock, rubbing up and down on his shaft through the cloth of his trousers.
My stomach sank, but my dick and blood pressure skyrocketed. It was completely stunning to witness.
Garba looked across and saw me; he smiled. “Welcome back, Obinna.” Amaka’s eyes flashed wide, she looked in my direction. She instinctively tried to cover herself, but Garba held her exposed. “Relax, baby, he wants to see you like this.” He put his hand back on her breast and continued to rub her “He likes watching me touch you.”
Garba stood, lifting Amaka delicately to her feet in the process. Her beautiful breasts were jiggling, exposed, as she stood, her eyes seemed glazed.
“Obinna, I’m going to take your wife to my bedroom. Wait here for 5 minutes and come find us – you know where it is.” He grabbed her by her hand, and they began walking down the hall. Amaka avoided eye contact with me as she turned and left, her beautiful ass shaking as she moved, her heels echoing against the tile floor as I watched her disappear around the corner into Garba’s bedroom.
I wanted to scream, to rip the house apart, I wanted to go grab Amaka and steal her away – but instead, I sat. I sat with tenting trousers and an incomprehensible amount of confusion racking my brain. I couldn’t wait 5 minutes; I lasted 3 and stood.
I paced around the living room for 1 and then began walking down the hall. This time, I didn’t hear the bed or moaning, but I continued. As I approached the familiar doorway, I saw a black dress on the floor. I looked up and was greeted by a sight that shook me to my core.
Amaka was lying completely naked on Garba’s bed, her skin and incredible curves on erotic display. Garba was naked on top of her. Both of their sexes were immediately in view. My wife’s beautiful pussy was wet, inflamed, and framed by her beautiful ass which laid softly on Garba’s mattress.
Her legs were splayed open, her entire being seemingly waiting to be penetrated. Garba was hovering above her, knees on the mattress. His black organ was resting on her navel, his incredible balls mashed against the top of her mound. He was leaning down and kissing her; her delicate hands were resting on his back, her left leg resting on his calf, stroking his skin.
Garba turned his head and noticed me, he spoke “Your wife was already begging me to fuck her, but I told her to wait a moment. I wanted you to watch as I entered her.” He turned back and aligned the head of his hulking member at the entrance of her sopping-wet sex.
I had no words – I stood with a dry mouth, heartbroken, dumbfounded, erect, with no ability to move. All I could do was watch.
Garba plopped his shaft down on Amaka’s folds, and he smacked his cock lewdly on her clit, massaging it with the underside. She immediately began to moan. After teasing her for a moment he began to slowly enter her pussy. As his large tip slowly breached her folds, I heard my wife cry out, “Oh! Ohhh! God!” She opened her legs wide, toes curling.
He motioned back and then thrust gently inside of her. Yet more of his hulking black cock was inside of my wife’s gorgeous pussy. “Ohhh! Amazinggg!” she was moaning loudly and lewdly “Fuck me Garba!” he was pistoning inwards now, somehow Amaka was taking him with ease, possibly because she was soaked.
“I’m going to fuck you, baby, don’t worry. I’m going to fuck this naughty little pussy like it’s never been fucked before.” He reached underneath her and clutched her ass, really gaining leverage and thrusting deep inside of her. In a trance, I began to unbuckle my trousers.
Before I knew it Amaka was in the throes of intense passion, moaning like I had never seen her – on a man’s cock that wasn’t mine.
Garba began sucking on her breasts, licking at her nipples. She didn’t last long. Amaka erupted into an earth-shattering orgasm. “Oh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Oh fuck I’m cumminggg!! I’m cumming on that big cockkk!!”
Her body was convulsing, her hands were clawing into Garba’s back as her legs locked to his body in sexual contortion. Her moans were incredible. I nearly came from the sight of it alone.
Garba encouraged her “That’s right, baby. We’re just getting started. This cock is gonna take you to heaven tonight.”
She didn’t reply, but her moans were confirmation enough. It was indescribably brutal to witness, but it was also the sexiest thing I had ever seen.
Garba adjusted himself, lifting Amaka off the bed and facing her towards me on her knees. He aligned himself from behind, preparing to take her from the back. It was the first time Amaka made eye contact with me since they began.
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