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Lounging back on his chair, the black man grinned, "Are you the girl who works in the club?" Surprised, I slowly considered my response then nodded, "Yessssss, why do you ask?" "A mate of mine goes there every week and described you perfectly ... you really are a hottie, aren't you... El Arsio?"
The three then chuckled as I blushed. "He's not wrong about your sexy arse ... that's for sure." The black man grinned, "How about a better look?" "I'm sorry?" I stammered, "What do you mean?"
"Do a twirl and show us that sexy arse." He cackled and twirled his finger. "I don't think so." I instantly responded nearly spilling my coffee. "Come on girl," he continued grinning, "don't be shy ... you're among friends". I nervously looked around the room and saw the other two nervously smiling then looking away from me.
"Come on sweet cheeks." He pouted. I shook my head in disbelief but still moved away from the wall and did a 360 which achieved a wolf whistle and clapping. "Shake that thing sister!" O.B screeched and I did so, wiggling my hips for him. "Enough now!" I chuckled, "now get back to work while I do the dishes."
As he walked past me O.B cupped my arse and squeezed it. "Hey mister!" I cried out, "stop that!" Then grinned as he squeezed again. As he left the kitchen he stopped, turned and winked. At that precise moment we both knew what would soon be on the agenda.
They had already removed a couple of the kitchen units when I arrived twenty minutes later with a bunch of magazines to read as I oversaw their work.
I could hear a lot of laughter and noise over the next couple of hours as I sat in the living room reading ... and thinking about the big black man and at about 11 Frank asked for more coffee.
The kettle was boiling when they knocked on my door. I let them in and Frank and O.B immediately took the two chairs in the kitchen leaving me and Lance standing.
"Take the weight off your feet, sweet cheeks," the black man chuckled, "come and sit on O. B's knee ... there's plenty room for a cute arse like yours."
"I don't think so." I smiled and sipped my coffee. "Come on .... You need a sit down and can make an old man happy at the same time." He tapped his huge muscular thighs.
My stomach was already churning, and my heart beating so hard I thought it might burst out of my chest.
Frank was grinning with anticipation, but the young lad looked nervous as I stepped forward and turned my back to the black man, slowly rotating my hips before gradually lowering myself onto his knee.
"There now, that's better, isn't it?" he laughed as he took my hips and moved me effortlessly from side to side making me giggle as I held onto my cup.
The men then chatted as if this was the most natural thing in the world, even though O.B slowly gyrated his hips grinding his crotch into my bum making me bite my lip to stop groaning out loud.
Soon they'd finished their drinks and returned to the other flat with me following, after I'd washed the cups. But before I left my flat, I checked myself in the hall mirror and saw I was brightly flushed, and my nipples were protruding through my sweater!
The trio noisily removed the rest of the cupboards as I sat trying to read a magazine but struggled to concentrate.
Just before 1pm Frank popped his head around the door; "lunchtime ... we're going up the Club for a pint and a pie; see you back here at about 2?"
"Sure." I stammered, sightly disappointed that they wouldn't be joining me again.
I heard them walking down the path just before 1 and held the door open for them. O.B was the first and without a word took me by the waist and kissed me ... full on, his tongue snaking to the back of my mouth, then his hand cupped my arse again squeezing it so hard I thought he might leave bruises.
"Jesus! What was that?" I gasped after breaking free.
"Just a little thank you for all your help and the coffees of course." He grinned. Shaking I replied, "I will have to bring biscuits next time." Which made them laugh.
By four they'd cleared all the old kitchen units out and had started building the new frames when Lance came into the living room to say Frank was asking for a coffee break.
Ten minutes later we were back in my kitchen, and I was sitting on Frank's knee at O.B's instigation, "Oooh that's nice." He purred as I fidgeted to get comfortable, "my missus is in for a treat tonight." Which drew a dirty cackle from O.B and a grin from Lance. I was now so turned on I nearly told him that ‘now was as good time as any!" but didn't.
Back in the other flat they tidied up and turned the water and electrics back on for my neighbour who would be returning home soon.
O.B hung around ‘checking to see they hadn't left any tools' as the other two went to the van. "Do I get another little kiss?" he smirked then before I could answer pulled me to him and forcefully kissed me again, his long pink tongue filling my mouth like the average cock, and then aggressively caressed my arse as he held me tight. I couldn't resist reciprocating his French Kiss but could barely move my tongue as his seemed so big.
After a minute or so he seemed satisfied and broke away; only to stroke one of my nipples which was poking out.
"See you tomorrow sweet cheeks ... and there's more where that came from." Then jiggled my tit before turning and strutting to the van.
I was genuinely shocked by events, but as wet as a sponge between my legs!
A few minutes later there was a knock at my door; thinking it might be O.B I was disappointed to see Kirk standing expectantly.
"I didn't think they'd ever go." He frowned then winked, "that black fella's a big old unit though, isn't he." The teen laughed as he brushed past me. "I bet he's got a cock as big as my arm."
"Who knows ... but that's what they say, isn't it?" I breathed sexily.
Five minutes later we were rolling about my bed naked and when fingering me, Kirk was staggered at how wet I was while I voraciously sucked his beautiful young cock.
The lad was so thick he didn't put two and two together that I was so wet because of the black man.
Satisfied his cock was nice and hard I made him lie on his back so I could ride him like I owned him!
His face was a picture as my tits bounced up and down on every spring and the sloshing sounds my pussy was making too.
Eventually I felt the tingle in my toes so flopped forward fucking him and grinding my clit against his pubic bone and quickly forced out a very intense orgasm.
Once I'd got my breath back I rolled off onto my hands and knees "Fuck my arse .... Fuck it good and hard!" I gasped.
He didn't need telling twice and grabbed the get of the bedside drawers and squirted a glob or two onto my puckered ring then onto his already greasy cock. With no finesse he grabbed my hip and with the other poked and prodded his cock against my arse hole, then ‘woosh' in it slid.
"Oh fuck yes!" I gasped as he filled my hole, "hard and fast baby .... Fuck it hard and fast!" It wasn't the first time I'd behaved like this or spoke to him like that; so he didn't ask any questions ... just pounded me anally like a dog with a bitch ... making me howl and yelp.
Still turned on I couldn't help but slide a hand between my legs and alternate fingering myself and rubbing my clit ... until just as I felt him reaching a peak, I couldn't wait any longer and furiously flicked my clit until we both orgasmed at the same time ... which was a first.
We lay panting on the bed when I realised, I had a private modelling assignment soon so ushered him out. Realising the time I didn't have time to shower so changed into my first outfit, a short dress with a G-string and matching sexy bra with hold-up stockings on. I was still putting on my make-up when Sid arrived.
What with everything I was flustered as we drove to the man's house where I would be modelling. After about ten minutes in the car I felt something wrong, Kirk's jizz was oozing out of my arse ... thankfully my dress soaked it up so it didn't go onto the velour. I was a mixture of being horrified and sexually excited!
There were three photographers waiting for me and, as they were already set up I started straight away, with a slow striptease. I heard them mumbling their appreciation when I was down to my bra and G-string, making me torn between stopping and going to get changed and wiping my arse; but the Devil on my shoulder took over and I saucily turned around so they could see my arse and the thin spunk stained string between my cheeks ... when I leant forward I heard a gasp and realised they'd seen the jizz soaked into the string and possibly still oozing out of my hole.
There was an excited silence for a few minutes as I stripped down to just my stockings and heels; first of all bending forward to touch my toes, spreading my legs for them from the back and then lying on my back, resting on my shoulders ... legs akimbo!
Sid eventually called a halt, and I rushed to the bathroom to clean up and change into another sexy outfit; plus I'd brought a pink vibrater with me.
It didn't take long for me to roll around on the carpet stripping my bra and panties off .... Spreading my legs at every opportunity so they could photograph my freshly trimmed pussy; then much to the photographers' and Sid's surprise I produced the vibrater, stroking it along my sticky slit then gradually sliding it in.
The atmosphere was electric as I fucked myself in front of the four men. I was shaking with excitement as I deliberately filled my twat with all six inches of vibrating plastic.
"I'm sorry guys .... But I need a wank!" one man exhaled, then scurried out of the room. I giggled then rolled over onto all fours, then inserting the toy again; as deep as my fingers would allow.
The cameras were clicking like machine guns as I began trembling so much I had to rub my clit .... Something I'd rarely done in front of a man; and came like a train!
(A week later Sid handed me a large envelope with twenty A2 photos from the session inside .... "Jesus!" I gasped when I saw the dirty photos, including a close up of my slightly gaping arsehole oozing cum, "is that really me? They're disgusting!" I nervously laughed. "It sure is," Sid laughed, "you till have the ability to shock even me!" )
The morning after the shoot the workmen arrived at 8.15 and I invited them in for coffees after they'd unpacked the van. I was deliberately wearing a cheesecloth shirt unbuttoned to show a bit of cleavage over my platform bra, a short suede skirt that had press studs up the front and underneath tights over tiny pale blue knickers.
Just like the previous day O.B and Frank took the two dining chairs as I stood next to Lance drinking my coffee.
"How about giving the old man a treat and sitting on his knee this morning?" O.B cackled making Frank blush. I took a deep breath and feeling wicked, delicately lowered myself onto his knees, as instructed.
"It's a long time since he had a hottie like you give him a little kiss." O.B leered. "No ... no .... It's alright ... no." Frank stammered.
Wriggling on his knee I turned my head and gave Frank a peck on the lips. "Oh come on you sexy minx." O.B laughed to himself, "you can do better than that ... I know you can."
Accepting the challenge, I twisted around and stroking his cheek I planted my lips on his and kissed his fat lips as passionately as I could muster. After a few seconds he reciprocated and for a brief moment I forgot I was kissing a virtual stranger who was older than my Dad in front of his workmates.
I broke off when I felt a hand on my tit.
"Hey mister!" I chuckled as I slapped his wrist just like I had the previous day with O.B. "Don't be shy." The black man roared, "make his day and let him have a good feel." Before I could answer Frank's hand slid back inside my shirt and bra, squeezing and shaking my tit. It felt deliciously naughty so I let him play with my other tit too, before stopping him. "Hey enough! You guys have work to do!"
As we disentangled, they watched intently as I rearranged my bra and skirt.
The next couple of hours dragged by as I read my magazines listening to the clatter from my neighbour's kitchen as the trio built the new frames. I didn't hear O.B enter the living room as I'd probably fallen asleep reading, but when I woke he was holding my raised knees apart and ogling at my tiny pale blue knickers which barely covered my pussy and definitely showed some pubes.
"Hey! What the fuck are you doing?" I gasped, slamming my legs shut.
O.B wasn't in the least bit embarrassed at being caught red handed. "Just checking the goods." He winked. "We are going to work through until lunch, if that's okay?"
I nodded in agreement and as he left the room, turned and winked again. "Pretty panties sweet cheeks."
I swear I actually blushed.
They finished building the frames by 12.30 and stopped for lunch, planning to do the doors and finishing off in the afternoon.
"They are going to the club, but do you mind me stopping at yours for a sandwich." The huge black man filled the door frame as he grinned at me, "Sure." I replied through a suddenly dry mouth, "I've not got much in .... Ham? Cheese?" "Either or both, will do nicely." He stared at me again. My heart was racing as I thought or hoped a sandwich wasn't the only thing on the menu.
O.B was actually licking his lips as he sat watching me make the sandwiches with trembling hands.
"Did you enjoy that this morning ... you know, with Frank?" I smiled and shrugged my shoulders, "A bit ... I guess." I lied. When I handed him the plate his big black hand looked like a shovel and I glanced down at his shoes to see feet like boats. I gulped when I looked up to see his grin. As his hands and feet were in proportion with his hulkish body, what would his cock be like?
"Where's Mr Sweet cheeks" O.B asked, looking at my wedding ring. "Ehm ..." I pondered not knowing if I should tell the truth that we'd been separated for 9 months or carry on with my regular lie.
"He works on the rigs ... three weeks on and one off." His eyes lit up at the news, "he went away on Saturday morning." I murmured.
"Three weeks? Leaving you all on your lonesome? The boy must be a fool." His eyes were twinkling now.
Because I'd never seen many black people in real life, sex with a black man had never crossed my mind until now .... And the idea really excited me as I stood only a few feet opposite him.
As if he'd been reading my mind he whispered, "Have you ever been with a black man?" I took a small bite of my sandwich and nervously shook my head. "Ever wondered what it would be like?" I slowly shook my head but grinned at him.
"Have you ever seen a black cock?" Still grinning and aware my nipples were tingling and sticking out through my bra and shirt I shook my head. "Do you want to see mine?" I nervously nodded as I bit my lip. "Come here then." I stepped towards him, stopping as I touched his knees. O.B ran his hand up my leg and under my skirt, sliding it around until it cupped my arse. "The nickname is perfect ... El Arsio .... It's the sexiest arse I've ever seen ... or felt."
"Thank you." I purred. He slowly moved his hand back to the front, caressing my pubic area under my skirt making me tremble. A second later he grabbed the hem of my suede skirt and quickly tugged it, making the press studs pop open and the skirt fall to the floor.
"Bloody hell!" I gasped as his fingers moved to my shirt and quickly unbuttoned it before pulling it off and dropping it to join my skirt. I automatically unclipped my bra and it fell to my feet too. I was trembling with excitement as O.B patted his thighs, urging me to sit on them facing him, which I eagerly did straddling his huge thighs.
We immediately began kissing, his tongue filling my mouth as I tried to curl mine around it as he gently caressed my tits with one hand and arse with the other while I ground myself on something big and thick!
Breaking the kiss O.B suckled on my tits and started bouncing me up and down at the same time, making me shiver and shake. "Take your panties off." His voice had now dropped several octaves. I stepped back and quickly pulled my knickers and tights off, leaving me naked.
"Beautiful" he smiled and ran a big black finger along my moist slit, "Turn around." I turned as requested, placed my hands behind my head and did a wiggle for him which elicited a gasp and a moan.
As I turned back to face him, he was standing tall, with his belly hanging over his trousers and had already taken his shirt off and had unbuckled his belt. "Pull my pants down and you'll see what you've been dreaming about."
Nervously and enthusiastically, I fumbled with his zip, which made him laugh until I gripped the waistband and tugged them and his underpants down to his knees ... and his cock ... if that's what you could call it sprang to attention!
"Fucking Hell" I gasped and held my hands over my face. It was gargantuan and quite scary too, this was a cock that a girl could easily fall in love with! It was definitely in proportion to his body ... at least two or three inches longer than Mick the singer's and the shaft was gnarly and covered in veins.
"Get your lips around it sweet cheeks, and make it nice and hard." "What? It gets bigger?" I gulped. "Suck it right and there's another two inches waiting in there to come out." He rasped.
"Another two inches? Fucking Hell!" I groaned before stroking his shaft with both hands for a minute or so, then pulling his foreskin back to reveal a big purple plum. I leaned forward and began kissing and licking the plum with lust; bobbing my head as I sucked it, barely getting a couple of inches in my mouth after the bell end had filled it, so concentrated on sucking and licking his piss hole.
As I bobbed my head backwards and forwards, I couldn't take my eyes off my pale white fingers playing his ebony cock like a clarinet.
"Oh baby ... that's fucking sweet!" O.B moaned, placing a hand behind my head and began slowly thrusting, fucking my mouth and making me gurgle. "What a fucking cocksucker .... You're a pro!"
I was in another world sucking on his monster, and feeling it swell as promised especially when I juggled his colossal ball bag.
Breathing heavily after about ten minutes of my oral services the big black man tapped me on the head; "Come on sweet cheeks ... point me to the bedroom and let's really get down to business."
As I knelt back I had to grab a tea towel to wipe the saliva from my chin, "Fucking hell, man .... I've never heard of a cock that size never mind seen one!" I panted as I stroked it again.
O.B helped me to my feet, stroked my arse and tits as I guided him to my bedroom.
We had to stop twice for him to squeeze and playfully spank my arse and play with my tits from behind while pushing hi cock between my legs and along my wet slit. Once inside he picked me up like a doll and dropped me on the bed where he joined me. I couldn't keep my hands off his cock while we frantically kissed, and his fingers were so big and plump that when he fingered me it was so hard he lifted me off the bed. His skin was a black as coal and naked he seemed even larger than I'd expected.
"Get on your back and spread your legs Sweet Cheeks." O.B wheezed as he rubbed his dick across my face. "It's time for the main event."
I immediately rolled onto my back and spread my legs as instructed but with my knees raised.
When he knelt between my legs I suddenly had a panic attack with the anticipation of taking his humungous cock in my pussy. Obviously, I'd had lots of cock in the last year, bot nothing like this grotesque beast waving between his legs.
"Are you ready?" he mumbled as he ran the plum head along my slit.
"Not really" I panted, "I've never had a cock this big before." O.B laughed out loud, "Not many have, especially white girls with tiny dicked husbands." His fat knob was now pressing against my hole, but my nerves made everything tense up. "Come on sweetie, just relax ... do you want to suck it again ... that might relax you."
I nervously nodded and he shuffled up the bed until his cock was waving above my face. I grabbed the gnarly shaft and began licking, kissing and sucking like a crazy woman.
O.B began fingering me as he tormented me about my husband's ‘tiny cock' and ‘uselessness in bed' .... Little did he know that he was correct; but how much I'd made up for that with a series of lovers.
Suddenly and with no warning he scurried down the bed, spread my legs and guided his black ballistic missile into my pussy opening and with one almighty thrust about half of his massive cock slid into my still married cunt making me howl and scream. I'd never felt anything like it as he power-fucked me, his cock going in an inch or more deeper every couple of minutes.
I was wailing, groaning and uttering the foulest language ("fuck my cunt harder!", "fill me full of your spunk!" "I can feel your cock in my belly!" "Yes, yes, yes you black bastard ... fuck my dirty married cunt harder!) and some of the noises I made were guttural and feral, especially when he withdrew and flipped me over, then pulled me onto my knees.
He had no problem getting his cock in this time as my cunt felt stretched to kingdom come.
"I love fucking dirty white women," he cackled, "especially horny married ones ... but I've never had one as horny as you before." Fucking me doggy style meant his cock seemed to go in even deeper and his rhythm was faster and harder. I could barely speak as he fucked me raggedy, like a toy doll.
"When your husband comes home his tiny cock won't even touch the sides when I'm finished with you .... He'll have to fist your cunt for you to feel anything!" he continued in that vein as he used his gargantuan cock like a battering ram.
All I could do was grip onto the sheets as he battered my cunt for ten minutes or so until he sighed and withdrew, leaving my hole gaping wide open.
"Come here sweet cheeks" he panted as he grabbed my arm and spun me towards him while he was tugging at his cock with the other.
"It's cum time baby." He chortled as he pulled my head to his cock. This was the worst I'd ever been treat by any of my lovers and I was loving every fucking second ... literally as I opened my mouth to suck on his engorged cockhead while he furiously wanked the shaft. "Yes ... yes ... here it cums ... yes YES! Yes ...open wide!" I opened my mouth as wide as possible, but the first magnificent jet of warm cum splashed across my cheek and eye, then a second large dollop onto my tongue followed by two smaller squirts, before he finally gave way, his powerful arms crumbling and him falling across me onto his forearms, with his cock dangling over my face.
Exhausted, I still summoned up the strength to pull it back into my mouth where I attempted to drain any dregs from his balls. We stayed like this for a minute or so until he finally rolled off and we lay side by side until he checked his watch (the way guys do) as I curled into the foetal position with my insides aching from the powerfuck I'd just received.
I looked up to see him scratching his arse which made his massive cock wobble under his belly.
"That was fucking cool, sweet cheeks." He smiled, "enjoy it?" "What do you think?" I grinned. "See you later then."
He dressed and went back to work. I lay on my bed basking in the afterglow for ten minutes or so. I cleaned up and got dressed then nervously went to my neighbour's flat. It was Lance who opened the door and grinned at me, presumably knowing what I'd just done with his colleague. I'm far from shy, but there was something about this situation that returned me back to my anxious teenage days. I couldn't concentrate on my magazines as I could hear the men laughing as they worked, fearing O.B was telling them what I'd just done ... in intimate detail. After an hour or so Frank walked past the living room, stopped at the door and winked at me ... confirming my fears in my head.
When he came back he stopped and looked in again; "We will finish about 4 if that's ok with you?" I nodded and raised a thumb.
A couple of hours later I heard them packing away and cleaning up, leaving the kitchen as clean as possible, then O.B made an appearance, filling the door frame. "We are finished here; see you in the morning? "and away they went.
My lady parts were still aching from the fucking I'd had at lunchtime, so I was pleased when neither Kirk or Mick came around that night. I was more than happy lounging around watching TV and drinking cheap cider on my own; re-living every moment of my time with O.B inside my head, with my fingers inside my knickers.
The guys were in high spirits the next morning and again played the game of having me sit on their knees and kissing each of them again, only this time Frank cheekily slid his hands up my sweater and groped my tits so hard I couldn't wriggle off him. As I kicked my legs to free myself a few press-studs popped on my suede skirt giving O.B and young Lance an eyeful of my yellow knickers.
"You cheeky sods!" I cried out trying to suppress a smile when I finally broke free, one of my tits hanging from its holder under my sweater.
"What about the boy?" O.B cackled as he stood up beckoning Lance to the vacant chair.
"After what that cheeky sod did ... I don't think so!" I exhaled as I re-adjusted my top. "Come on, don't be a spoil sport." I looked around the room and saw Frank and O.B grinning but Lance was clearly nervous. ‘Bollocks!' I thought ... ‘why not'? I sat side-saddle wrapping my arm around his neck and kissed the handsome young man, forcing my tongue past his lips until he slowly responded.
"Go on son." O.B called out, "get a handful of tit .... Just like Frank did." He wasn't keen, so I took his hand and placed it on my tit, whispering, "give it a good squeeze." And he did, gaining more confidence as the two older men goaded him, until he slid his hand up my sweater too feeling my tits.
Even if it had just been me and the young lad I'd have been getting turned on; but with the two older men watching and spurring him on I was quickly going onto another level all together.
Being engrossed in kissing him and having my tits played with I hadn't realised my skirt was still wide open and my knickers were on show and probably some pubes as well.
"She's gagging for it "O. B panted, "finger her, she fucking loves it."
Now excitedly kissing me Lance immediately slithered his hand out of my sweater and placed it inside my skirt that was flapping open, when I didn't object, he pushed the gusset of my panties to one side and slid his finger along my sopping gash.
"Go on ... stick it in!" O.B grunted, "finger the dirty cow."
The anticipation of being fingered in front of two older men had me wriggling on his knee ... and an ever growing lump in the middle that I was sitting on.
When his finger slid into my pussy, I let out an almighty sigh then raised and widened my knees to give him better access, and I soon felt his knuckle brush my clit. Being so young he wasn't very skilled but certainly made up for that with energy jabbing my cunt harder than some of my lovers had fucked me.
"O.B mate, we'd better get started work next door ... the gaffer's coming around today." I heard Frank say in the background.
"Shit." The black man sighed, "I suppose so ... you're going to have to stop son ... work beckons."
Lance pulled his finger out then placed it on my lips for me to lick my goo off ... which I gladly did.
As he stood up he tried to discretely adjust his erection, which made me smile.
"See you in a few minutes sweet cheeks." O.B winked as they left to start stripping my neighbour's kitchen units out.
I was flushed and horny as I rearranged my skirt and underwear but thought better of playing with myself ... in case O.B hopefully wanted another ride at lunchtime.
The men worked hard removing the old kitchen cabinets as they were still in a good condition according to Frank, and there was a ready market for decent second hand units in the area, so they were discretely hidden in their van.
At about 11 there was a buzz from the outside door and when I answered it turned out to be their boss, who stayed for about an hour checking on the lad's work. Subsequently satisfied he left, but not without looking me up and down and smiling at what he saw.
At about 1 their work came to a stop, and we made our way to my flat for coffees and sandwiches. After feeding and watering them I stood at the sink washing some cups, O.B appeared behind me rubbing himself against my arse and fondling my tits.
"Hey! Stop that .... Somebody might see!" I chided him. "Judging by this morning I think you like an audience." He whispered as he slid a hand onto my belly then pulled all of the press studs open on my skirt then throwing it to Lance.
"You cheeky bastard!" I scowled, placing my hand over my pubic area ... but it was a bit late for discretion.
Revelling in still being skirtless I made the coffees, handing them around and bending over to get some biscuits from the bottom drawer in a pantry, knowing full well my nylon panties would stretch tight across my arse. As expected, they made crude remarks and when I turned around Lance was back in O. B's regular chair and grinning like the Cheshire Cat.
"Get it out then." O.B told the teenager, who began unzipping his work trousers, "you can finish off what you started this morning." He told me caressing my arse with his huge hand.
"What do you mean?" I asked; but knew the answer. "He's got blue balls, and he hasn't been able to concentrate all morning."
Lance was pulling his trousers and pants down to his ankles and when he sat up straight his cock was already pointing to the ceiling. His hairy legs like his face were a gorgeous caramel colour but his cock was a lot darker.
"Oh my God!" I gasped, pretending to not know what was expected of me. "Give him a treat Sweet Cheeks ... his girlfriend won't suck his cock, so I said you would."
It did look appealing, just over average from my experiences ... six inches long and not too thick. "Can we go into the bedroom?" I asked. "Fuck that." The black man sneered, "we've not got time... and anyway I want to watch."
"Oh shit." I sighed, but stepped forward and dropped to my knees, taking Lance's cock in my hands, stroking it up and down then kissing his knob which was poking out of his wrinkly foreskin.
Feeling the two older men's eyes converging on me I sensitively licked the shaft then cupped his balls before taking his cockhead in my mouth and lashing my tongue across his young knob, making him sigh and groan.
Soon I was oblivious to my audience; bobbing my head up and down, wanking, licking and sucking like a woman possessed.
"I told you she was a fucking awesome cocksucker, didn't I?" O.B huskily whispered, and Frank groaned, "You did ... but I never thought she'd do it here in front of us."
"Her husband's away and she's fucking gagging for cock already ... God help us next week we might have to bring in reinforcements!"
I recognised Lance's noises and the way his legs were moving stiffly and speeded up tugging on his cock and blowing and humming on his knob.
"Uggh... uggh ... oh fuck." Lance suddenly grunted, "oh fuck!" I jerked my head back just as a spurt of cum splashed onto my cheek, which got a small gasp and a cheer from Frank and O.B. Still tugging his cock more cum oozed out of the tip onto my fist, which I slowly licked off, which made Frank groan with delight.
O.B laughed throatily "How about you Frank? Do you want your cock sucked?"
"I'm good thanks ... I'll keep this for the missus tonight." He grinned holding his cock.
"Hmm." O.B considered then winked at me.
I could hear them working like beavers as I sat in my neighbour's living room watching daytime TV. Eventually I heard them clearing up and taking the packaging to their van.
After my naughtiness at lunchtime, I began to get nervous thinking about O.B's cheeky wink.
"Hey sweet cheeks, do you fancy making us a coffee before we leave?"
My stomach churned as I tried to decipher his code, then nodded with a thin smile.
When I locked my neighbour's door, I was surprised to see O.B and Lance waiting in the corridor for me, Frank had gone to the club for a couple of pints.
Once inside my kitchen both men seemed a little anxious and excited, which made me uneasy until my new black friend came up behind me and lifted my skirt, revealing my knickers to the younger man.
"FUCK IT!" O.B sighed, "How'd you fancy sucking us off?" I was shocked at his bluntness but nodded as the naughtiness of what he was suggesting really excited me.
The big man then wrapped his arm around my waist, "let's go back to your bedroom then." Then seamlessly guided me along the corridor.
Once inside my bedroom O.B began French kissing me, delicately unhooking my bra through my sweater, then pulling both over my head, before unpopping my suede skirt and quickly sliding my knickers down my legs, all in under ten seconds; leaving me stark naked.
"Come and get a handful." He playfully addressed his young friend who leisurely approached me, awkwardly fondling my arse and tits as O.B resumed kissing me.
I made no attempt to stop them as their hands wandered everywhere .... Both on my tits and arse, eventually between my legs.
"Get your cock out lad ... let's give this little girl a treat."
He spun me around, pulling me against him so he could fondle my bare tits and stroke my pussy through my knickers, as the other two nervously dropped their trousers.
I'd never been in a situation like this before, although I'd had a drunken threesome once a few months earlier ... but this was beyond my wildest dreams, especially as I was sober.
They looked at each other before slowly pulling their underpants down. "Obviously he's not as big as me ... but there's plenty to work with, don't you think?" he laughed.
With Lance sucking my tits I began fondling their growing cocks which began growing in my hands.
"Come on," O.B grunted, "we've not got long." Then pulled me onto my bed, falling beside me .... Forcefully kissing me and pushing his massive hand between my legs, where he began fingering me with gusto, making my are bounce on the bed. Lance climbed onto the other side, roughly rubbing my tits and rubbing his cock against my thigh.
Even though O.B was taking my breath away I still had the ability to grab both cocks and tug them.
I thought my heart might burst the way O. B's monster swelled up again as I lovingly fondled it. The way it felt in my hands made me giddy with excitement and I couldn't wait any longer so curled up and began sucking on his big fat knob and excitedly rubbing his gnarly shaft like a woman possessed.
O.B was groaning with pleasure and slowly jerking his hips pushing his cock deeper into my mouth. "go on kid; she's fucking gagging for it." Suitably distracted I barely noticed Lance parting my legs until I felt his rock hard erection rubbing against my pulsing pussy.
"Go on... do it!" O.B grunted while holding my head as my head bobbed on his swollen knob.
Lance did as instructed, nicely sliding his cock inside me, making me gasp even though I had a mouthful of fat black cock. In seconds the men were fucking my mouth and cunt in tandem making me shake in every direction.
The younger man soon had his arm under my leg raising it to allow even deeper penetration for his manic thrusts which kind of forced me onto O.B's fat knob, literally taking my breath away ... until I started breathing through my nose.
The last time I'd had a threesome hadn't lasted long or ended well, with one guy cumming after 30 seconds and the other having to run to the bathroom to be sick!
This time I just knew these two were going to last a long time. I was correct ... they swapped places three or four times over the next 40 minutes or so, with O.B battering my cunt like a howitzer time and time again, sending my brain cells into orbit with every forceful insertion. Lance on the other hand seemed more than happy getting his cock sucked again, moaning and gasping "Yeh, yeh ... this is fucking amazing!" over and over again, until O.B would want to take a breather and ‘change ends'... as he so quaintly put it.
I thought I'd had some fantastic sex previously over the last year; but this threesome was on another level all together ... in fact another several levels! Even without O.B and his monster cock, Lance was quite the lover compared to most of my previous boyfriends ... not only was he very enthusiastic his cock never felt like it would deflate ... ever!
At one stage I was on all fours sucking O. B's cock and Lance was forcefully fucking me doggy style, my brain overlocked and I screamed "Do my arse .... Do my arse!"
"What?" he replied. "Fuck my arse big boy ... fuck it!" O.B howled with laughter then spotted the tube of lube on my nightstand, "here ... squirt this on your dick." He barked at Lance passing the tube, "then shoot soe up her shitter!"
As Lance withdrew, I went back to enthusiastically sucking the monster dick in my hands. "Like this?" the youngster asked as I felt the nozzle press against my sphincter then the gel squirted inside my dark hole.
"Are you sure?" he huskily whispered. "Fuck yes!" I gasped, "do it ... DO IT!" Then with my head frantically bobbing on O.B's knob Lance tentatively pushed his rock hard cock into my arsehole making me groan onto the black cock in my mouth. Having a black cock in my arse and mouth at the same time was mind blowing .... As both men showed me no mercy, fucking my mouth and arse harder than Id ever had before. This lasted about five minutes, until O.B gasped for air then telling me to ride his cock.
I could barely wait; disengaging both men before straddling the big black man, slowly descending onto cock inch by astonishing inch ... moaning like a banshee as it filled my snatch to the brim. Once I'd become accustomed to the length and girth, I began riding him like a buckaroo!
Even though I was aware his cock had just been up my arse I still pulled Lance's cock to my mouth and let him fuck my mouth. "I know!" O.B panted "Get behind her and fuck her arse again."
"What?" I wheezed while bottoming out on his pole.
Without a word Lance moved down the bed and squirted more gel up my bum then, as my sphincter was still stretched, he had no issue sliding his cock in ... even though O.B was stretching my vagina. I thought my eyes were going to pop out of my head when Lance's cock filled my arse in the same way O.B's was beneath it.
"Oh fuck ... oh fuck .... This is fucking wild!" I kept calling out as my private regions felt fuller and with a duller ache than I'd ever experienced before and it was fabulous.
"Bounce you dirty cunt .... Bounce!" O.B called out and I tried, I really tried but Lance was so raucous in the way he was fucking my arse I could barely move so felt helpless and dishevelled as they pounded my holes like wild animals until Lance had to give in and shot his load deep inside my arse then lay on my back gasping for breath, as O.B got a second wind and thrust upwards like a man possessed lifting both me and Lance at the same time, until I heard a roar as he grabbed my head and rammed his cock even deeper into my cunt as rope after rope of hot spunk that filled my hole.
My arsehole ached like billy-o as Lance extracted his flaccid cock and rolled onto his side. The older black man clung onto me as he continued twitching as he slowly emptied his big black balls.
Once we'd finished, we lay together cuddling and giggling until O.B checked his watch and decided he ‘needed a beer' before going home. When they left, I ecstatically rolled and tumbled on my bed, alternating laughing manically and crying tears of joy at the thought of what I/we'd just done. This lasted half an hour or more until I heard the door buzzer.
I looked at my clock radio and presumed it would be either Mick or Kirk; and in all honesty I was not in the mood for more sex, but I pulled on my dressing gown to answer.
It was actually my friend Sylvie, who looked surprised to see me looking so dishevelled at that time of day.
I invited her in for coffee, where she asked if she could ‘borrow my flat' on Thursday night when I'd be at work, so she could have an illicit extra marital assignation with her boyfriend.
I obviously agreed but she still looked puzzled, eventually asking me about ‘the state of my hair' and ‘how flushed' I looked. I swore her to secrecy and confessed .... Leaving her open-mouthed and ‘forcing' me to tell her every little detail.
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