Hotwife Lexi's Dare Bucket Challenges

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We met Willie at the same bar he and I had been in the last time. We were to meet in front. Lexi greeted Willie with her arms around his neck and a warm, lingering kiss. Both ignored me.

“I’ll be riding with Willie, honey. You can follow us,” Lexi said, barely looking at me.

I had a terrible time even finding their car. I pulled in behind them just in time to see Lexi’s head disappear in the direction of Willie’s lap. When we pulled up in front of a rundown house in a marginal part of town, my emotions were ranging from remorse to elation. I was having a hard time catching my breath, and my skin felt like it was burning. At the same time, I was sporting a hard tube running down the inside of my left thigh.

Willie got out of his car and went around to open Lexi’s door. At first, I thought he was a gentleman until Lexi bolted from the car and ran to the front door without clothing, holding herself so that she wouldn’t bounce. Willie let her stand by the front door until I joined them, carrying all my gear. Only then did he open the door for us.

The inside was just as bad as the outside—worn-out furniture surrounded by empty beer cans and liquor bottles. Sitting on the furniture were five black men. Some were wearing jeans and wife-beater t-shirts, a few wore only their boxers.

I had the camera running, holding it in my hand as they all turned to look at us. Lexi tried to cover herself with an arm and a hand. Her face and chest were bright red as Willie pulled her into him from the side.

“This is our entertainment, Lexi,” he said as my wife rubbed against him. “She’s ready for us, aren’t you?” Lexi could only blush a deeper red as he pushed her into the center of the room.

She tried to cover up again, but Willie pulled her arms back, restraining her, so she was exposed, helpless to the room. As he pushed my wife forward, he introduced everybody.

“This is Randy, James, LeRoy, DeMarcus, and Russell.” They each stepped forward and circled my wife. “You be careful of Russell, we call him ‘the horse.’”

My wife was led into the bedroom and laid out on the bed, and I followed with the video camera. Lexi didn’t seem uncomfortable as Randy spread her legs to expose her to the men.

My wife was distracted by the men stripping and surrounding her. The only man to keep his boxers on was Russell, but it was evident that he was massive. His underwear couldn’t contain him. Each of the men were above-average in size, but Russell made me afraid for my wife.

I watched as she took turns kissing each of them as Randy continued to work on her. I was having second and maybe even third thoughts about my wife being the center of a black gang.