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Hafida’s GangbangWe’d been out again, but this time I’d avoided The Fridge, and Joey andFreddie. We went to another place, a pub just off Electric Avenue. Trueto form, my exotic little wife got drunk, but this time with no music ordancing, she managed to keep her knickers on!I struggled to get her to a cab office in Electric Avenue but when wegot there and I asked for a cab, I was told we’d have to wait. Hafida saidshe had to pee, and the taxi despatcher says there is a toilet in the back,so I take her into the back room where there are five drivers sitting rounda table drinking coffee.The toilet is in one corner of the room and Hafida goes into the littlecubicle. She closes the door behind her, but it does not close properlyand swings slowly open. She is so drunk she doesn’t realise what hashappened. All the guys in the room watch as she hitches up her skirt,drops her panties, and sits down. They all look at me, and one says,’Hey man, don’t you mind other guys seeing what they want of yourwoman?’ I feel a little embarrassed by his rebuke. ‘Sorry, I’ll close thedoor….’ and as an afterthought ‘….if it bothers you…’ ‘Hell no! Iain’t complaining, just askin’!’ He grins at his mates, and they all laugh.’I’m not the jealous type. Not possessive like some.’ I reply. He eyes meand asks, ‘You mean don’t mind me lookin’ then?’ ‘Not at all! Look all youwant!’ ‘You mind me touchin’ though, huh?’ Now this is an interesting turnof events, I think to myself! ‘Not really, quite enjoy watching as ithappens….’ They all exchange glances, and all of us turn our eyes toHafida, who is now leaning back against the cistern, eyes closed, mouthslightly open, apparently asleep! ‘You think I should check to see ifshe’s OK?’ He asks in a tentative tone, a hopeful look on his face! ‘Probably be a good idea!, she has had a lot to drink.’ I say to him.He gets up and goes over to the loo. He stands in front of Hafida,turns to us with a huge lecherous smile and says, ‘There’s gonna one of twopossible outcomes here! Either she’ll scream, or we get a real interestin’evening! She’s prob’ly gonna scream her head off! But let’s give it awhirl anyways!’ The tall black man reaches down and takes Hafida’s hands inhis. Her eyes slowly open.’Hey, Lady, it ain’t good to sleep in here!’ He smiles at her and shestares blankly at him. He pulls her up into a standing position, and her(ankle length) skirt falls down to cover her legs. Her panties though, arestill around her ankles! ‘Come over and have a coffee with me an’ theguys! It’s OK! Your old man’s here!’ Hafida’s head slowly turns to take inthe room. She gazes at me for a second and then begins to walk over to thetable, but as I said, her panties are still around her ankles. She triesto take a step, but trips and falls into the arms of the tall black guy whohelped her up. He stands her up again, and says,’Just wait a minute, let’s get these out of the way, shall we?’ He bendsdown and lifts up her right foot, putting it down again clear of herknickers. He repeats the process with the left one. Picking up the flimsygarment, he tosses it to me. ‘Reckon these won’t be needed for a while!’Of the seven faces in the room, six of them break into big smiles. Theseventh, Hafida’s, just gazes around as if in a trance. Which is probablyas good a description of her condition as you could get. Very shakily sheis manoeuvred over to the table by the tall guy. As they make their wayover to us, I see him looking behind her back and doing something with onehand. When they are two yards away from the table, he says, ‘Hey, give mea hand here will yuh?’ One of the others, a much shorter, fatter man, jumpsup and is by Hafida’s side in a twinkling! Hafida stares at the man for along time, as though trying to figure out who he is. The tall guy however,motions to his friend to stand behind her. He moves behind her and hiseyes drop down to Hafida’s waist. A smile spreads across his face. Standing in front of her, the tall guy asks, ‘What’s your name, lady?’ Whenshe answers her speech is slow and slurred and she sways slightly. ‘Hafida.’ ‘You from Pakistani, or somethin’?’ The expression on her facedoesn’t change. Still swaying slightly, she replies. ‘Maroc’. I Arab.’His smile is gently and disarming as he says, ‘Well Hafida, I ain’t neverhad an A-rab lady before….you gonna be my first one! Ain’t thatwonderful?!’ For the first time, her face shows some sort of expression! ‘Firsh won? Firsh won wha’?’ He nods to the fat guy, and then, starting atthe top, gümüşhane escort begins to undo the buttons of her blouse. ‘Wha’ you doin’?’ shedemands in an outraged tone. As Hafida lifts her hands to stop him, theguy behind her unclips her skirt and it falls to the floor. There is asharp intake of breath. Her knickers are in my pocket so as her skirtdrops, her neat and hairless pussy comes into view! She instinctivelycovers her private parts with her hands, enabling the tall guy to continueundoing her buttons! In a second he is holding her blouse open to exposeher lacy white bra.’Doing? I shoulda thought that was kinda obvious, darlin’! I’mstrippin’ off these lovely clothes o’ yours….an’ to save you askin’anymo’ questions, the nex’ thing I’m gonna do…’ Hafida’s eyes drop downas he undoes his trousers and pushes them to the floor ‘….is to inviteyou to give us guys a good time….know what I mean?’ Her eyes grow wideras his uncircumcised black cock, springs into view. It is not so thick,but is growing to an impressive length! He steps out of his trousers, andslowly pulls back his foreskin. The knob end is fat and dark brown. Thecrowning glory of his nine inch cock. Hafida stares at it.Not being one to miss an opportunity, the fat guy reaches up to Hafida’sshoulders and in one quick movement pulls her blouse down to her waist,bringing her arms with it so he can finish removing the garment completely!She turns around to look at him, and begins to say something to him, but assoon as her back is to him, the tall guy deftly unhooks her bra, causingher to turn yet again! The sudden movements cause her to sway violently,and the fat guy has to grab her shoulders to stop her falling over. Herblouse drops to the floor. She staggers a little, and her bra slips offher breasts and down her arms. The tall guy reaches for the danglinggarment and pulls it free from her arms.Hafida stands in the centre of the room, her long jet black hairtumbling over her shoulders, her firm young breasts proud and defiant, withtheir dark brown nipples erect and straining forwards. Poor sozzled Hafidahas been stripped completely naked, and has been unable to do anythingabout it!’My, my! You quite a beauty, ain’t yuh??!!’ the tall guy comments. Hisleering colleagues all nod in agreement. One or two of them have alreadyundone their trousers and have their penises in their hands. Hafida looksaround at them. The fat guy has removed his trousers and is slowlymasturbating his cock. It’s not so long as the tall guy’s, but what itlacks in length it makes up for with width!’You ready yet, babe?’ He asks her. A look of bewilderment covers herface. She stares around the room. The tall guy takes her by the wristsand leads her to the table. He gently pushes her against the end of it.’Ready?’ Hafida repeats stupidly. It’s as though she doesn’t knowwhat’s going to happen! The tall guy runs his hands over her breasts. Hemoves closer to her, his cock pressing against her belly.’I reckon you need a little help to get comfortable. Don’t you, boys?’Willing hands take her by the arms and legs, others support her back asthey lift her onto the table, knocking over a plastic cup full of vendingmachine coffee as they do so. Hafida’s bottom comes to rest in a puddle ofNescafe. The two guys holding her legs lift them up and open, tilting herbackwards so she has to support herself with her elbows placed on the tablebehind her.The tall guy moves between her thighs and grasps her hips with hishands. He pulls her towards him. She glides along the table, her buttockslubricated by the coffee! Her legs bend as she moves forward, and shecomes to rest with her bottom hanging over the end of the table, her legsstill held apart by the two grinning volunteers!She stares at the tall guy’s long cock as he takes it in his right handand slowly rubs it up and down her pussy, parting her labia and moisteninghis knob a little from her vagina. The slick fluid glints in the light ofthe single one hundred watt bulb that throws a yellow light over theproceedings.’No….no! Stop! I no want this!’ She demands.’That ain’t what this wet pussy is tellin’ me, lady!’ he chuckles. ‘Yep….’ he grunts as he pushes his knob an inch into her ‘….you myfirst A-rab lady….’Hafida looks as though she is about to burst into tears. He pauses, andwe all hold our breath in anticipation of her scream of <****!>! But thescream does not come. Instead we hear her continue to plead with him.’Please, no do this….’ hakkari escort But he has the knob end of his cock in her now,and there has been no hysterics, no fighting, no screams. She knows she’sgoing to be fucked. She may not like the idea, but we all know she’s goingto lie there and take it.’Please, I no want this, not do it……’ Her pleas are cut off as thetall guy clenches his buttocks, tilts his hips, and ignoring her protests,slides nine inches of solid cock into her. She goes silent, but her eyes,like all ours, are glued to his cock as it disappears into her.Damn! This is one fine wet pussy, girl!’ He exclaims. I notice herbiting her bottom lip; a sure sign that the lamp in her brain marked has come on and that her juices are starting to flow! He pulls most of hismember out, and, sure enough, the whole length of it has a shiny coating ofHafida’s juices. With a big grin creeping across his face, he slides itback into her again.I watch as the tall black man begins to fuck my wife. He pushes in andout of her with long easy strokes, every third or fourth stroke ending withhim humping hard into her, making her breasts bounce, then he holds himselfdeep in her for a second, before resuming his action. His two friends arestill holding her legs open for him, so his hands are free to roam over herbody, sliding over her breasts, down her sides, then holding her waist,giving it a squeeze as he continues to service her. I see the expressionon her face slowly change from anguish, to one of reluctant submission. After a minute or so, she relaxes and lays back on the table, her eyesclosed and her lips parted slightly, her tongue running over them tomoisten them. She begins moving her hips to meet his thrusting. I can seeher chest rising and falling quickly as her breathing quickens. Heresponds by pumping her faster and faster.When she begins to pant, ‘ah….ah….ah….’ in time to his thrusting,the whole room hangs on every sound, willing her on to her orgasm. Handsall around the table move up and down cocks a little faster. He’s slamminginto her now, his strokes fast, his hips banging into her. She is holdingher own legs now, holding them wide for him. Her back is arched and hercries are getting louder with each second. The two men who were holdingher legs are hurriedly stripping off their clothes! They know this sessionis nearly over, and they are next!Suddenly Hafida gives a loud barking cry, and her whole body shakes asher orgasm explodes from within her. The tall guy leans over her, pumpingstopped, bum cheeks tight as he shoots jet after jet of his sperm into her.Hafida lets go of her legs, and collapses back onto the table. Her faceand body shiny with sweat. The tall guy steps away from her, leaving herlegs spread wide. As his cock slips out of her, a stream of milky whitesemen trickles out of her, runs down between her buttocks and drops ontothe floor. It has hardly completed its fall before one of the guys whowere holding her legs is between her thighs. He slips his arms under herknees, and deftly hoists them up to shoulder level. With a look of glee onhis face, his plunges his cock into Hafida’s still dripping pussy. Hafidamoans as he begins to fuck her. Not in protestation, as you may think, formy young wife is one of those rare creatures who, having had an orgasm,will go onto have many more if the stimulation, (i.e. fucking), continues!Within a minute or so her latest buck has deposited another wad of semenin her, but has failed to push her over the top to her second orgasm. Thefat guy, who helped undress her, steps up to the table and in between heropen legs. He slips his thick cock into her with ease, sliding up theoncoming stream of sperm like a salmon heading up a waterfall towards thespawning grounds! His style is slow and deep. His thick penis tighter inher than the others were. It massages and stimulates her perfectly, andwithin a few seconds, Hafida is panting her way to her second wave ofpleasure. With it comes her third wave of semen!But that doesn’t stop the other boys from having their turn. For anhour they plough Hafida mercilessly, and to my surprise she fucks them allwith vigour, her orgasms ringing out every few minutes! Eventually though,they leave her alone, and one of them produces a packet of tissues. She istoo exhausted to clean herself, and just lies naked across the table in astupor.It is only now that I notice there is a newcomer in our midst. The guyfrom the front desk! Whilst escort bayan his mates were fucking my wife to Kingdom Comeand back, he had been answering phones and keeping the business running! Now, however, the tall guy had taken over the front office, leaving himfree to come and see what was going on in the back room. He stares atHafida, spread-eagled across the table, and then at me. ‘Man! You let ’emall fuck her?’ He asks in amazement. ‘She didn’t seem to mind, so I letthem get on with it! Quite a show!’ I told him. ‘She seemed to enjoy itimmensely.’ ‘Hell! And I missed out!’ He looked rather disappointed. Inodded to Hafida and said to him, ‘She’s still in the position, so helpyourself! He looks at me rather sheepishly. ‘You don’t mind?’ ‘Bit lateto object now, don’t you think? No! Off you go! There’s only you and mewho haven’t had the pleasure!’ He turns to look at my wife, a sly grincreeping across his face. ‘You think she’ll suck it for me?’ ‘Have a go,but I think she’s a little far gone for any sort of effort on her part!’None the less he unzips his pants and proceeds to haul out the longest,thickest dick you can imagine! He gently hauls Hafida to the edge of thetable, then places the end of his cock against her lips. At first nothinghappens, but after rubbing it along them a few times, her mouth opens alittle, and he eases his fat dick’s head in between her lips. She respondsby licking and sucking it, only feebly, it has to be said, but it serves tobring his big cock to its hardest. Holding her head in his hands, heproceeds to fuck her face, until, to my surprise, he steps away from herand says, ‘Now that was heaven, but ya gotta get it in pussy, huh?’ And,picking up Hafida’s limp legs, pushes into her gooey hole without evenusing his hands to guide it in! Again he fucks away for a minute or two,then stops. ‘She’s well out of it….drunk and exhausted from the shagginghuh?’ I nod in agreement. ‘You want a go? Or maybe this place’s a bitmessy for yuh? Huh?’He slides his cock out of her, then turns her onto her belly. Not asound comes from Hafida, save for a deep and regular breathing. She beginsto slide off the table, so to hold her in place, he holds his cock up toher pussy, and lets her slide onto it. Pushing forward he not only fillsHafida with his big tool, but he also moves her back into a secure positionon the table! He resumes his easy movements, his hands holding herbuttocks. I stand next to him watching his big cock slide in and out. Itfits so tightly that as he pulls back, her inner labia are pulled back withit, a perfect ‘O’ around his shaft. ‘Think she’ll notice?’ He says to me,and lightly runs the tip of the middle finger of his right hand around heranus. There’s no response from his u*********s victim! He begins to workhis digit in a little further, and in seconds has it in up to the middleknuckle. ‘She’s well out of it! Even her ass is relaxed! She ever hadone in here….?’ he asks me. ‘Nope! Both holes virgin until we gotmarried, and that one still was when you stuck your finger in it!’ Hecontinues to work his finger in and out of her, finger fucking her bum withhis middle finger. ‘No need to damage the goods, just gotta be careful!’And with that he exchanges his finger for his thumb, working it around soas to loosen up her sphincter. ‘Mind if I’m first to get in there? Ormaybe you want the honour?’ ‘As I said, help yourself.’ And with that hepulls out of her pussy, places his hands flat on her buttocks and spreadsthem apart a little. Her anus looks for all the world like an olive brownflower. He starts working his big sticky knob around it, working incircles, slowly opening her back door. He takes his cock in his hand tokeeping it rigid. Leaning forward slightly, he applies pressure and thebig knob squashes against her virgin arsehole. It gives one last attemptto repel the invader, but it is a lost cause. His knob suddenly pops pastHafida’s overworked and dilated sphincter muscle and disappears from view.This time, Hafida does react! She lifts her head from the table and triesto turn over. Several hands quickly pin her down, and despite noisyprotestations from Hafida, the dispatcher continues working his cock intoher bum! A few millimetres in, half as many out, then back in again! I’mamazed she isn’t screaming in pain, but she just lies face down on thetable muttering curses at him! Very soon he has it all in, and he beginsfucking her arse with long slow stokes, big black balls swinging in time tohis easy action. ‘You jus’ relax darlin’! I’m nearly done!’ Sure enough,after three of four more pumps, he is grunting and straining as he fillsher rectum with his sperm. ‘There you go! That wasn’t too bad was it!’ Hetells her. Hafida doesn’t reply, but if looks could kill he’d have died onthe spot!

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