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BY MUTUAL CONSENT (fm:adultery, 1481 words) [8/9] show all parts

Author: Thomas B
Added: Nov 03 2025Views / Reads: 269 / 192 [71%]Part vote: 9.62 (4 votes)
Her name was Felicia
 


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cock like that. My brother, Adrian won't believe me when I tell him."

"You're going to tell someone?"

"Yep, Adrian's as big as me, and no girl can take it all."

I did something, actually I said something, I couldn't believe I said. "Why don't you call him and have him come down here, and I can show him you're not lying."

He looked at me and his eyes said, ‘you're one crazy white girl,' but he did call Adrian.

"While we're waiting, Gleason, wouldn't you like to taste some white pussy?" I got on the bed and spread my legs.

Gleason made my pussy hum. Big cock, good pussy eater, who could ask for more? I could.

I wondered if he was a good fuck, but we didn't have time for that. Before I knew it, Adrian was knocking on our hotel room door.

I know lots of girls when they're getting eaten good, they beg for cock. By beg for cock, they mean they want to get fucked. Me, I beg for cock, but I didn't care if I had it in my pussy or in my mouth. I just wanted cock.

That's what happened when Adrian arrived. I was still naked, but as soon as the door was closed, and after Gleason's tongue had done my clitoris oh so good, I got on my knees. "Oh my, Gleason, you weren't lying. Adrian, what a gorgeous cock." I didn't mention big, but it was every bit as big as Gleason's. I didn't mention big because I was too business trying to get it all in my mouth.

Yes, Adrian's balls bounced off my chin, too.

Like I said, I'm barely five feet tall, but in college I played point guard on the basketball team. What does this have to do with anything? Coach use to tell me, "anytime you see a fast break developing, go for it. A 2 on 1 is perfect."

Yep, a 2 on 1 was perfect. Sometimes Gleason was fucking my like a dog while I was blowing Adrian. Other times, it was Adrian behind me. I could suck and fuck at the same time.

I liked it when I was riding one of them, with one of those enormous cocks up my pussy, while the other stood in front of me. I could fuck and suck at the same time.

I convinced them that they should both stand over me while I was on my knees when they were about to cum. First Gleason spurted and spurted in my mouth; almost immediately thereafter it was Adrian's turn. So much cum.

I'd like to tell you I swallowed it all, but I just couldn't. They laughed as it dripped down my chin and even on to my tits.

It was grand.

After I got washed up, they let me get a little sleep, and then we were back at it.

Saturday morning, Gleason watched Adrian fuck me. Then it was Gleason's turn to get on top of me. Like when I was blowing them, I could feel their ball sacks slapping my ass. It just added to my pleasure.

Given their ages, they never quit. Later Saturday afternoon, I blew each of them.

Saturday night, we practiced that fast break, 2 on 1 again. It was marvelous. I just couldn't get enough. As Des used to say, " big black dick." Now, it was plural: "big black dicks."

I was torn late Saturday night. They went home. It was so sad. I wanted just one more orgasm. On the other hand, I was exhausted. I was worn out. My lips were raw and my pussy was so sore.

In the morning, I took a long hot bath. It was soothing. I thought I'd order room service and go home. I wondered what Brant was up to.

As soon as I walked in the door, I knew what Brant was up to.

I could hear a woman moaning and sighing. Not expecting me, the door to his bedroom was open. I peeked in. There was Brant on his knees, and there was the same Felicia sitting in that big comfy chair, naked with her legs spread.

My Brant was going crazy on her black pussy. Had he been going crazy on her black pussy since Friday night? If I knew Brant, the answer was probably.

I let them be. Good for him. I hope Brant got enough pussy for a day or so. After what Gleason and Adrian did to me, I could use a rest. My pussy was so sore. My lips were so sore.

Late Sunday night, Brant joined me in bed and told me that he had a wonderful weekend and young Felicia had the most delightful pussy.

"Baby, you know I love you and can't waiting for you to show me what you did to her, but not until Wednesday. I was done in."

"I can't wait to hear all about it."

TO BE CONTINUED

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