There were a few butterflies in my stomach as I walked over to the small bar. All the guys crowded around me and wished me a happy birthday. One guy remained behind the bar and fixed me an exotic looking cocktail while the other guys wished me a happy birthday and took turns to kiss my cheeks and compliment my appearance.
A hand held a welcome drink in front of me and now all four men where around my barstool and within touching distance. It was a sea of black flesh and pearly white smiles. My barman had his hand on my thigh as he asked how the drink was? "Perfect" I said with a slightly nervous chuckle. "You've got a dirty laugh girl!" said one of the fellas. "So I've been told", I replied.
I finished the drink quickly and asked for politely asked for another one. I was beginning to relax and looked at the nearest man to me. I lifted his loose linen shirt and looked at the bulge that was packed into his black boxer shorts. I caressed his thigh and the words just came out unexpectedly... "Do you all have really big cocks then?" There was some laughter as one of them replied, "You asked for four big black cocks and that's what you're getting, baby."
I was getting more horny with each passing second but didnt want my husband to miss any of the action. I asked each of them to stand infront of me in turn. The barstool gave me a perfect eyelevel view of them. Each one seemed packed to burst and I tried to visualise the cocks in turn. The guys were touching my arms and legs with increased regularity and I felt moisture between my legs.
"Take me to the table now please, boys." I could wait no longer. The biggest of them held his arms out and I fell into them. He swept me up with impressive strength and carried me out of the room like a father would cradle a baby. I stared up at him longingly. I was ready to allow these four black men do whatever they wanted to me.