Diary of a Cougar: 4> the Unpretentious workmen
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Chris-t6290

As you may recall (hopefully you've even read the 2nd CC story), Veronica's husband hired some workmen to decorate their home. Because of their lackadaisical attitude, she regarded them as being quite arrogant. I, on the other hand, found them to be quite the opposite; ‘unpretentious', being the word I chose from Word's thesaurus, to best sum them up and for this story's title.

I wasted little time in informing them that, I had my husband hire them, as such, having heard of their work from Veronica, adding a coy, yet knowing smile, when I mentioned her name.

"I see, Mrs Roberts," began Mike, while emitting a confident smile.

"I'd prefer it if you called me Rachel," I said, before allowing him to continue.

"I take it you liked our workmanship, then," intimated Tony, on behalf of his co-worker, adding a cheeky grin.

"let's just say that, provided you finish the work satisfactorily, and on or before time each day, then there could be a bonus for you; the lounge taking two days as I recall Veronica mentioning," I said, and left them to get on with that while mulling my words.

To make it easy for them to move the furniture into the centre of the room, Ray, with some help from me, removed the items from the various cabinets, and stored them in the removal boxes that we still had. On an impulse, I minxily left a porn DVD in the long cabinet, in the hope that one of them would find it, to see if they handed it in or not.

At the end of the first day, the lounge half done, Mike invited me to see if it was acceptable, no doubt hoping to get the extra I had intimated to them.

"Yes, that's fine," I said, "but, as expected, only half done. Keep that up tomorrow and we'll see about the bonus. By the way, did either of you happen to find a DVD?" I asked, doing my best not to ‘corpse'.

"No, can't say that we did. We're not ones for snooping in people's cupboards and the like, Rachel," Tony assured me, adding another of his infectious grins before I saw them out; they on the other hand leaving their tools etc'.

Having seen Ray off to work - my pussy still oozing cum from his quick early morning fuck - I just had enough time to take a shower and put on a robe before the doorbell rang.

"Coming," I called out, as I made my way downstairs and soon let them both in.

Having closed the door behind the pair, I turned around, only to find them stood facing me. "I thought you wanted to wait until the end of the work, Rachel?" Mike said.

"What, yes, I do, I will," I rejoined, forgetting I only had my robe on. "I just now took a shower after a none too satisfying romp with my husband," I informed them. "Hopefully you can make up for it later. In the meantime, I'd like to get dressed," I told them, as plainly as I could make it.

"Why wait," Tony said, moving closer and taking my arm.

"Yes, well, I heard all about your game with Veronica. I'm a bit more forceful I'm afraid. You'll get to fuck me, and you better make a decent job of it as well, when I'm good and ready for you," I told him, grabbing his wrist and taking it from mine before marching past them and back upstairs.

There, and what with my aloof outburst, I came over quite horny, and settled back on my bed. As I played with my swelling clit, I imagined them mauling me, just as they did Veronica: making me suck their hard cocks the same, and feigning objection as they pushed my legs apart, to first lick my pussy and maybe my brown button, before each one of them thrust his cock deep inside my aching wet pussy and then my tight little asshole.

Having presently relieved some of the sexual tension of my husband's inadequacy, I set about making myself almost slutty for them; they were, after all, expecting to fuck me, and in my own home.

Loosing the robe, I applied some moisturiser, then a hint of some mild fragrant scent on my breasts and between my thighs. Going to my underwear draw, I took out and put on a black g-string, a lace bra - the cups of which just covered my jutting out nipples - and black nylon hold up stockings with a lace top. Opening my wardrobe, I then put on a maroon blouse with poppers, thereby making it easy for them to rip it open if one or both of them so wished, and a short black skirt with a 6inch slit up the right side. For now, I put my black house slippers on and went downstairs to the kitchen, there I made a pot of tea for us all to share.

"Did you find the DVD you mentioned last night, Rachel?" enquired Mike, almost sniggering as I entered with the tray.

"Did you even look for it," Tony remarked.

"No, no I didn't," I rejoined, as I set the tray down on the coffee table.

"Would you like us to look for it for you," Mike volunteered, having they both stopped to have a break and no doubt admire what they had to look forward to.

"That's okay, I'll do it, you enjoy your break and tea," I said, leaving them to ogle me while I looked for it.

Rather than bend over to open cupboard draws and doors, I instead knelt down, giving them a back view of my shapely ass and stocking tops. Not surprisingly, it wasn't in the cupboard where I had left it, meaning one of them had indeed moved it.

"Have you found it, Rachel?" exclaimed Mike, after I closed the cupboard I had actually left it in.

Then, when I opened the one next to it, I saw the DVD. "Found it," I called out, and then removed it. Getting up, I then smoothed down my skirt before returning to the armchair with it.

"Yours or yours?" enquired Tony, suggesting it being mine or both of ours, having noticed the DVD's title: ‘White chicks and black dicks'.

"Mine," I confirmed brazenly, before putting it on the table.

"I see," Mike chimed. "Fantasy, or..." Intimating, did I have a thing for black dick, which I suppose I did.

"If you mean, do I fuck around on my husband, then, having just recently caught him with his dick in his secretary's mouth, what do you think," I exclaimed haughtily.

"From what you said earlier, Rachel..." Tony began.

"Yes, I'm partial to black cock," I confirmed, half consciously licking my lips afterwards, before taking a sip of my tea; the weather being somewhat mild for the ice variety, while I was sure they were both equally happy with it warm.

"Okay, then, now that you've had a peak at what's waiting for you later on, I'll leave you to get on and complete your work," I said, wiggling my ass as I bent over to collect up the tray, which they had returned the mugs to.

Around about an hour after I finished my lunch, Tony came looking for me, finding me up in my bedroom where I was watching an episode of Columbo.

"We've finished, Rachel, so if you'd like to check the work is up to your approval..." his words and their tone hinting at the extra.

Turning off the TV, I having seen the episode before, I ignored my slippers and instead put on the 4-inch pair of black slingbacks I had left out. "Okay, then," I said, and let him lead the way.

Showing me into the front room, I emitted a very pleased expression. "I think Rachel likes it," Mike pronounced, expectantly looking forward to nailing me.

"You've done an excellent job, both of you. What say we christen it," I suggested.

"That side of the room's still wet," Tony minded me. "What about the furniture?" he added, regarding moving it back.

"Aside from the sofa, I believe you debauched Veronica on a chest," I averred.

"I wouldn't say we..." Mike started to profess.

"No, well, you better debauch me," I told them insistently.

"I think, no, I'm sure that Rachel wants us to treat her like a slut," exclaimed Tony, flicking back his corn blonde hair before approaching me, this time grasping my right arm and directing me to the sofa.

"Make yourself comfortable while we move some of the furniture for you," he said, before helping Mike to clear some space around the long low sideboard, which still had a cover over it.

"I take it that, away from your bland husband, you're one for role-play games, Rachel," Tony suggested, looking over to me, sat with my knees up and stroking the front of my moist panties.

"I want to suck your cocks, first. Make me suck your cocks," I rejoined vehemently.

"Come over here, then," Tony called to me. Getting up, I took one step, only for him to exclaim: "Stop!"

"On your hands and knees and crawl, like the wanton slut that you are, Rachel," he enjoined; to which, and feeling compelled, I did just that.

Reaching Mike first, he being at this end, I moved my hand to locate his erection; he no doubt having a hard-on from imaging what was about to happen.

"Use your face," Tony insisted of me.

Moving myself closer, I used my right cheek to find it, then, turning back, I mouthed along the protuberance, which seemed to get bigger as I did so.

"How do I get to it?" I exclaimed, gesturing with my hands.

"Ask mike to undo the button, nicely though, and then use your teeth on the zip."

"Would you be so kind as to undo the button of your jeans," I said, obediently.

"There you go, ask and you'll receive," Tony averred mordantly.

"I take it you two fuck quite a lot of your female clients," I intimated, looking up at Mike as he undid his jeans button - they having already taken off their dirty overalls in readiness.

"We enjoy the occasional fringe benefit, perk of the job you could say, why?" rejoined Tony, while he lightly stroked his bulge.

"It's comforting to know that you're professional in other ways," I said, before I moved closer.

Gripping the tag of the zip between my teeth, I breathed in; my nostril's becoming inflamed by the scent of Mike's male musk. Biting on the hasp, I slowly drew it down, the metal, as always, emitting a rasping sound compared to that of nylon zips.

Realizing Tony expected me not to use my hands - more to the point, just my face - I managed to peel down both sides of Mike's jeans and soon had them around his knees. Having glanced at his cock, when I did, I noticed Veronica hadn't embellished on its stature when she recounted her experience with them.

"God, your cock's fucking lovely," I exclaimed, as I moved towards the bulge, again wanting to mouth it, only this time through his close fitting pants.

With my mouth salivating, I opened my lips and took Mike's cock in between them. And as I felt the pure warmth of his thick firm shaft, I subsequently pondered how, with my mouth, I would be able to get at it. Using my nose and then teeth, I somehow managed to nudge his cock upright, its length causing the head to poke out from the waistband. ‘Well done', commended Tony, just before I carefully drew down the cotton material bit by bit, until I felt the warm muscle crane, and flex on my scalp.

Having released the material from my teeth, Mike let out a sigh as it sprung, almost, back, and just above the line of his balls. Again, I realized Veronica described the length of his cock quite accurately as I licked the underside of the glans, which I soon took into my mouth, only to pull back. "Make me, make me suck your cock, Mike," I told him, and then encompassed just the crown and waited.

"Do I take it you want to be forced, Rachel?" Tony proffered.

I'll willingly play the reluctant subordinate, pretend that I don't want them to, much like Veronica played for real. I'd even told them that I wanted, expected to be fucked by them, so...!

"Yes, debauch me, ravage me, then fuck me!" I grunted, again taking the tip of Mike's dick between my lips and waiting. You could hear a pin drop as, for a moment, they remained motionless and silent; none of us noticeably breathing.

Tony then sauntered towards us, placed his hands on my head, and said: "Fuck the slut's mouth." Immediately I felt the weight of Mike's forward thrust as his cock filled my mouth, the turgid head nudging my throat and seeking further space to invade. Drawing it back from me, I somehow, even having my head gripped, managed to manoeuvre myself, so that with the second swing of his hips Mike's cockhead passed my epiglottis and entered my throat.

"Fuck, it's all the way in, Tone," Mike regaled, moving his hand to my neck to no doubt feel it, as he began a slow back and forth short sharp jerky action, fucking just the head back and forth, in and out of my receptively accommodating throat.

"Gluh!" I vociferated, every so often as he laid his cock to me.

Eventually, Mike pulled back and out, lest he came. And as he did, strands of his saliva ran from the head of his slick, coated cock to my lip and chin. Tony, lifting my head up and starring down at me, gloated at how I looked, the perfect slut whore, before he encircled me, and stood where Mike was.

"Hands behind you, Rachel," he enjoined, as he undid the button, then the zip, all while Mike held me back from him; my tongue moving back and forth, side to side between my lips.

Having extracted it from his pants, Tony tapped the sides of each cheek with it; the heat of which, felt the mild splash of pre-cum against them as he did.

"As you must have gathered from Veronica," he said, now teasing my upper and lower lips with the turgid glans, "I tend not to lose my hard-on after I've cum. Right now, Rachel, I've a mind to cover your face with my creamy spunk and have you suck on my cock while it seeps into your skin and drips from you." His lurid suggestion causing me to push forward to accept it; my mouth open in readiness.

"I'm going to enjoy fucking you, though," he exclaimed, before placing his left hand on my forehead and feeding his cock into my waiting mouth.

Doubly holding me still, Tony thrust his cock, which he gripped in the arch of his right hand, into my mouth. This was fucking at its best, though more accustomed to my cunt or ass. Almost all the way back and then forwards, the head was jammed into my throat every so often.

"How's that?" he enquired, giving me seconds to reply.

"More," I managed to reply, just about, before I was filled with it again.

Moments after, and without warning, I was pulled up. Tony smirked, again, and from behind me, Mike reached around and ripped my blouse open followed by Tony pulling my bra up and over my breasts. ‘Fuck, they were really going to town,' I realised, as he then mauled my breasts.

"You're not putting up much resistance, Rachel," Mike, uttered into my right ear, as he unbuttoned the cuffs of my blouse, and then the clip of my bra.

"Hurt me," I said, something I recalled Veronica telling them not to.

No sooner had the words left my lips, than I felt Mike slap each side of my face, followed by Tony doing likewise to my breasts; not once but three times.

"More, pull, squeeze, twist my nipples," I egged Tony, wincing with pained pleasure as he did while Mike, behind me, slid his hand between the slit in my skirt, and then stroked my distended clit; first through my moist panties and then from inside them, their combined ministrations soon making me cum.

Turning me around, so that I almost had my back to the side cabinet, I went into my act. "What are you doing?" I protested, fighting back at it going further. For a few seconds they stopped, only for Tony to quickly realise, and have Mike help lay me on top of the cabinet, albeit with some degree of a struggled lack of compliance from me.

Maintaining my unwillingness and verbal protests - I can, as I mentioned when they arrived, be more forceful - they had to be rough with me in order to pin me back, the three of us panting, with beads of sweat forming on us, as they held me down; my skirt having slid back and open at the vent to expose my humid thighs, and above them the moist ‘V' of my panties, which my throbbing clit was straining against.

"They say..." Tony gaspped before continuing, "...wrestling can be quite arousing."

"Let go of me, fucker!" I exclaimed.

"Not after that struggle. You've earned yourself a good hard shag, Rachel, and Mike and me are going to see that you get it. Now, do you calm down so that at least one of us can pleasure you, or do we stick it to you, and in your tight little asshole!" he proffered with a wry sneer, fully playing up to my part as the non-consensual victim, if you like.

Avoiding saying the obvious, ‘not in my ass', thereby agreeing to take it elsewhere: my extremely horny and hungry cunt, I relaxed, my legs dangling down either side while Mike restrained me and with my arms back behind me.

Sat almost over me, so as to hold my lower body down, Tony, his cock now back in his pants, removed his black t-shirt with aplomb, suggesting that he meant business. ‘Had I pushed them too far?' I thought to myself, somewhat concerned I may have brought out the dark animal that can lurk in some men. Were they going to violate me for real, even though I somewhat encouraged what was happening.

Climbing off me, I felt Tony move my soggy thong to one side, followed by his thumb on my clit and then his finger flicking it.

"Fuck, fuck you," I exclaimed, which subsequently prompted him to do it some more, all the while managing to somehow keep my legs pinned down as he tortured me. Meanwhile, Mike had manoeuvred himself around, and presented me with his cock to suck, which Tony enjoined me to do.

Consequently, and with my mouth full, there would be no further protest or response from me as I awaited the inevitable.

Using his harsh workman like fingers, Tony exposed the folds of my pussy and went to work on it with his tongue; not soft and gentle but hard and yet fluid. I wanted to reach down and pull him in and onto me, just as they had done with their cocks in my mouth. I wanted to make him jam his tongue in my cunt and vulva at the point that I came, which was not far off, my juices streaming out and onto his tongue, which he would then use to lap them up. ‘And, oh fuck, here I...yes, yes, Tony, like that,' I cried out inside, as he attacked my pussy with vigour, causing me to release a wonderful orgasm, and all while he now sucked my clit and I did likewise to Mike's cock.

Helping me up, my body still coming down from the glorious climax it had just enjoyed, they quickly removed my skirt, leaving me looking quite the whore, with my hold-up stockings on, and my g-string disarrayed; almost begging to, once again, be fucked.

"What, no," I protested, as I was directed forward, followed by a jolting slap on each ass cheek with Mike's insistence; his feet nudging mine apart as Tony held me over the low cupboard.

"Oh, emn, sith," I sighed, as my distended nipples brushed the cold wooden surface.

Behind me, Mike, now knelt down, moved the thin humid string from between my curple and I immediately felt his warm tongue on my anus. "Oh, fuck, no," I murmured my disapproval, while flexing my ass back on it, wanting his tongue inside my shapely asshole, which I cleaned especially for them before I added some flavoured oil.

"Vanilla, if I'm not mistaken," he guessed correctly, holding my cheeks apart with his left hand, while, and with the other one, he stroked my clit and fingered my pussy.

‘Fuck! I can't keep this up much longer,' I realised, one more climax and it would be me violating them. ‘Em, why not,' I suddenly thought, they're both hard and capable. ‘Oh fuck, yes, Mike baby,' my brain responded, as his actions tipped me over that edge.

Up to now I'd played along; acted docile and submissive. My need to have a cock inside me took over, garnering an inner strength from somewhere.

I pushed back on Mike, forcing him to topple back, and in doing so pulled clear of Tony. Turning around, I mounted Mike without warning, my shoed feet either side of him; a position I'd seen in a film. Like this, and with my hands braced on his chest, I was able to ride his long fat cock up and down with fluid strokes, all the while crying out to him, ‘fuck me, ram your cock up my cunt', my asshole not on offer to Tony, who instead hovered his cock by my mouth, which I immediately opened and engulfed around it, bobbing my head back and forth as best I could.

Having released him, and sat impaled on Mike, I said: "If you can control yourself, in all this animal lust, I'll let you join Mike in my pussy." An offer he immediately took up once he had let me kneel down.

"Not in my ass yet," I exclaimed, "I've got something else in mind for that," I told Tony, as he genuflected behind me.

"Okay, now, I want you, one of you to move out of me as the other one slides it in, okay, fuck me, though," I directed them as to what I wanted and got.

"Fuck, yes, more, fuck me, oh yes, like that, do it, like that, more, fuck me, fuck me, fuck—me!" my voice strained, as my body was once more swept along on an orgasmic tidal wave of sheer pleasure.

Shortly afterwards I had the pair disengage. I then got them to position the armchair against the near sidewall, one they had finished yesterday. Getting Mike to sit up on the backrest, I then removed my shoes and knelt, facing him, on the cushion, my ass sticking up towards Tony. Extending my hands behind me, I then spread both my ass cheeks back as far as I could, and moved my mouth towards Mike's cock, which he lowered for me to lick and suck.

Although I winced a bit to begin with - both men's cocks being notably thick - I soon got used to Tony's presence in my nice tight asshole.

"You like that, then," Mike said, encouraging me to respond as I licked his cockhead.

"Yes."

"Where is Tony's cock, Rachel?"

"It's in my ass...his cock's deep in my ass," I enthused, remaining still and not pushing back on him as I became accustomed to its presence.

"And what do you want?" Mike's hand guiding me to lick his warm pulsating shaft; tasting my pussy juices as I did.

"I want him to fuck, his cock, up my ass," I rejoined, Tony giving me a few gentle thrusts of encouragement as it further filled me up.

"Em, that's it, nice and slow, take it," I said, soon rocking back on it and that of Mike's cock afore me, collectively building up a steady, rhythmic pace, before getting them to change over.

"Okay, I take it you've managed to exercise self-control of yourselves up to now, however, I want you both to cum, and in my ass and mouth where you are Mike, and you'll be," indicating Tony, who I soon had between my lips, ass juice and all.

"There's always tomorrow, so, why not," regaled Tony. And while Mike reamed my ass, which he presently filled with his hot sticky cum, Tony had me suck the crown of his cock while stroking the shaft; his effort soon causing his balls to swell and a long stream of semen to pulse up his erection.

Taking it from me and his hips back, he covered my face, as he had earlier intimated, with the first stream of his glutinous spunk; some of which, landed on my tits before he fed it back into my mouth to finish off.

Come the following day, Wednesday, and having finished the kitchen, they had me bent over the breakfast counter, one of them holding me down - the reluctance game played out the day before - while the other one inserted a cucumber in my ass and a banana in my cunt, mimicking a DP, and one that I thoroughly enjoyed afterwards, thanks to some syrup for my rectum; that allowed me to also take Mike below me, and with my back to him, up my ass.

On the Thursday, and being concerned that I would be even more demanding, they had Steve, a black skinned man, help them with the bedroom.

Leaving me downstairs in the meantime - dressed in similar clothes to those I had donned for their appreciative delight, though now not a surprise - I watched the DVD from the other day, getting myself all hot for Steve's black cock later on.

There were some four thirty minute clips, as I recall from watching it before, each one showing black men with quite impressive cocks. ‘Would Steve's be that big,' I wondered, of the long, horse like pole that was being motioned in and out of a white girl's asshole, while an equally proportioned one did likewise to her streaming cunt; my agile fingers soon making my own, fully exposed pussy wet.

Realising that watching any more - having the first one finished - would make matters worse, I stopped the playback and turned it off; they were, after all, here to do a job, and not just on me.

At one point I considered inviting Veronica over, to share them and her, she being a replacement, if you like for Jenny, but thought better of it.

Without realising it, I'd cum that much, that my thong was uncomfortable, almost chafing my pussy with its cold stiffness, and so before I had my lunch I took it off; all of which, only made me more frisky.

Getting on for 3pm, I looked up from the TV programme I was half consciously watching to see the clock. ‘Surely they've finished by now,' I thought, and went to the bottom of the stairs. Not hearing a sound, such as I had previously, I had the sudden feeling that they had finished, and left for the day. ‘Fuckers,' I thought, before ascending the stairs.

Still not hearing anything, I made my way towards the bedroom to see how they'd gotten on. Opening the door and stepping inside, Tony's voice, from on my bed, Exclaimed: "What kept you, Rachel?"

"Hold on," I teased back, "I need to check your work first," I said, closing the door behind me and then running a critical eye over it.

What with them not being privy to my lack of panties, I Exclaimed, while pointing to somewhere above the bed they were sat on, "You missed a bit."

Getting onto the bed to show them, I moved towards black Steve. And while his colleagues craned themselves to see where I meant, I had his full burning attention up my short skirt.

"I think she's toying with you," he pronounced, directing them towards my naked quim.

"God, you're eager, Rachel," Mike exclaimed. "It's a good job we had Steve help us," he added, as he loosened his jeans.

"It's actually because of him," I elucidated, before directing them to sit up with Steve in the middle, their fully erect cocks on display; Steve's, just as I imagined it - long and thick.

"Emn, I'm likely to suffocate with that in my throat," I told him, before moving closer and kissing the bulbous head.

"How do you feel about experiencing it in your ass, Rachel," Tony remarked, eloquently, as I spread my left hand around his shaft, followed by the other, which I soon had around that of Mike's while I salivated my tongue around Steve's glans.

"We'll see," I smiled, before I opened my lips wide and sucked the head of Steve's serious black sceptre into my mouth, all the while, I stroked Tony's and Mike's cocks as I tackled Steve's thick black one, its presence forcing me to breathe through my nose, and more noticeably than the previous two days.

Forgoing any repeat of Tuesday, the three of them let me to stroke and suck their cocks in turn, and at my own pace, wiping the salivated cockhead on each of my florid cheeks before I moved from one to the other of them.

"You've done an excellent job, guys," I soon commended them, before kissing each cockhead in turn and then laying back on the bed, my head part hanging over the edge inviting them to throat fuck me.

"I want her naked," exclaimed Tony, rather brashly, suggesting he would be first as he climbed off the bed and left Mike and Steve to strip me; only going so far as, for my top, to unbutton my blouse, thereby exposing my breasts and rigid nipples.

"That's it," he said, and soon had his cock in my throat, his body craned over me while his hands mauled my tits, which he invited Mike to lick and suck. As for Steve, he had my legs spread wide and his tongue flashing up and down my wet cunt lips; it was quite long and muscular, I noticed when he slithered it inside my pussy and then down to my anus, his fingers agitating my clit in the process, which presently had me shrieking with pleasure when I came.

"We're each going to fuck your horny body a different way, Rachel, then we may just fuck you two, three at once; what do you think of that?" Tony asked smugly.

"Please, yes," I rejoined, before Mike again filled my mouth and throat with his cock while, and as with Tony, he kneaded my tits; my nipples subsequently being tended to by Steve who used his puffy lips and warm moist tongue on each of them.

When it came to Steve's turn, I instinctively, because of his length and girth, moved my hands to his groin to control his impetus; fearing he would otherwise fuck my mouth and throat.

"Let me," I said, wanting to control his momentum, as he, like the other two, leaned over me; soon encompassing my heaving breasts in his big black humid hands.

"Suck on the head, first, Rachel," Tony instructed me, as he and Mike got fully undressed. Having done so, they both stood and watched as I first sucked Steve's cock and then guided his shaft into my mouth, my lips almost pressed around it, it was that thick.

"Hurmng," I murmured, as the puffy glans nudged my throat. Shortly thereafter, and managing to manoeuvre us, I eased the swollen crown past my epiglottis and into my throat, gulping a couple of times at its presence, before popping the head in and out, back and forth of my oesophagus.

"How does that feel, Rachel?" Mike enquired, and with quite a gleeful tone to his voice, even though it was someone else's dick down my throat.

"I take it that wasn't what you meant, by wanting to fuck me differently," I rejoined, as I was helped up and out of my chemise; Steve having since relinquished my mouth.

"Of course not, and Mike, here, is first," Tony impressed upon me.

What with our bed having a metal frame, head and base board, Mike had me kneel behind the metal base and grasp it. Tony then handed Mike a bottle of oil, which he then used to lube up his cock - no doubt destined straight for my ass. Tony then moved to in front of me and lightly took each nipple between a thumb and forefinger. Then, once Mike was settled in my pussy, Tony began tweaking my nipples while Mike fucked his cock up my cunt; forcefully at that.

"Fuck, you bastards, you lovely fucking bastards," I cried out, as my senses reeled. Unable to control myself, I pushed back on Mike, thereby causing Tony to apparently pull my nipples, without actually doing so.

"Fuck! Yes!" I exclaimed, Mike's right hand underneath me stroking my clit to make me cum, which I soon did, my juices trickling down my thighs and onto the coverall.

"My ass, stick your cock up my ass, Mike, fuck it hard and deep," I impelled him, and moments later my horny agony was relieved when I felt his slippery dick slide into my anus; Tony having directed me to hold myself open for him.

"Fuck, that's it, right up my ass, and in my marital bed," I exclaimed, as I was taken, for the second time in our bed, by someone's other than Ray, and up my tight asshole.

"Ream me, nail my ass, Mike, fuck it, fuck it hard," I further encouraged him, the slut in me coming to the surface, watched and egged on by Tony, still pulling my nipples, and Steve who was stroking his big black dick.

"Oh, fuuck," I exclaimed, as another climax took me over - my tender buds now released and my head resting against the left shoulder of Mike, who presently slipped from me.

"I take it that you want me next, Tony," I proffered, figuring that Mike and he would help loosen my otherwise tight ass for Steve; I was right.

Directing me down from the bed, Tony had me walk over to my double wardrobe, and then bend over the dresser that was in between them. There, he also had me position my legs apart, and to hold my ass cheeks open for him. Grasping his cock, he slapped the underside on each of my buttocks, followed by a trickle of oil, which he smeared over my vibrant rounded ass with his free hand.

"Fuck me, Tony, stick your cock in me and fuck me," I almost begged.

"Pull your ass apart, more," he insisted, and digging my nails into my now oiled flesh, I opened myself up as much as I could.

"Fuck me, cunt or ass, now," I demanded, my body responding pleasurably as his cock speared into my pussy.

With my backside fully exposed, Tony moved his hands to my shoulders, and swung his hips with force and alacrity as he constantly rode me to one then another climax, before slowing down and taking his cock from my well reamed cunt, which he then slid into my almost tight rectum.

"Tell me what you want."

"Fuck me in my ass!" I rejoined, Tony zinging his cock up my backside just as I said ass.

"Tell me what you want," he again asked, and again I replied.

"Fuck my ass!" "Fuck my ass!" "Fuck my ass!" "Fuck my ass!" I cried out in response each time. Tony's hands still grasping my shoulders, his hip thrusts caused his groin to slap my buttocks and his cum heavy balls to hit against my distended clit.

With my asshole exposed as it was, I felt his cockhead deep inside my rectum with each forceful thrust. Make no mistake, Tony was ‘fucking' my ass and I was wallowing in it, crying out all manner of obscenities for him to ‘bang my ass', if you like.

When he did finally stop, I noticed - felt for the first time - his sweat drip onto my back, before he took himself from me. Now it was Steve's turn and whatever thereafter.

Escorting me back to the bed, I was laid across it on my back, my almost tender, well reamed and oiled ass, perched on the side as I awaited Steve and his big long black dick. My eyes seemed almost glazed as I watched him approach me. He directed me to hold myself open, but with my hands under and around my thighs, which he held almost vertical.

Smiling pleasantly down at me, which was both warming and reassuring, Steve lowered his statuesque frame and then posed the head of his cock at my opening. He now kept me waiting for what seemed a minute before he slid the crown of his black rod into my pussy, aided by the amount of times they had made me cum already, with consummate ease.

"Emn, ooh, ahh," I heard myself murmur, as it slowly filled me up - width and length. Quite obviously, having two cocks in my cunt is something that was overly familiar to me, though Steve's ‘night stick' almost felt as thick as two.

Hardly needing to encourage him, I just lay back and enjoyed the pleasure of having my pussy stretched - my cum juices providing sufficient lubrication as and when he began fucking me with long deep strokes while fingers of his right hand stroked my clit and presently brought me to a climatic peak.

"If you want it in your ass, Rachel, best you put it there," intimated Tony, giving me that choice.

For some strange and elusive reason, none that I could fathom in my ultra horny state, I wanted to get on all fours, back myself up to his black cock, and impale my ass on it. But instead, I reached my right hand back over my humid thigh, and, having withdrawn Steve's cum sticky rod from my pussy, I lowered it towards my anus and asked them for the oil lubricant; I hadn't completely lost sight of reality, or whatever.

Drizzling some on the head for me, I eased his black flesh into my anus. Then, with that bit taken care of, I placed my hands at Steve's sides and guided him in and out, taking a bit more of his blackness each time, until it was full ensconced in my backside.

I had to take what felt like a minute in order to control my anxious breathing. Then, once I was relaxed - all of me - I motioned him back, noticing, as I did, how easy it retracted before I plunged his cock into my asshole.

"Emn, fuck, yes, that's quite big, but, yes, fucking lovely," I extolled, Tony adding some more of the oil, which soon helped Steve's motion all the more.

"Yes, oh yes, fuck, yes, like that," I exclaimed, even though I was the one who was working his cock, hips and body back and forth.

"You like that, then, Rachel," Mike said, bent over me and at my right side, his fingers moving to stroke my clit, which served to encourage me to have Steve fuck my asshole all the more.

"Fuck me in my ass, fire your cock up my tight fucking ass," I cried out, as my body was once more gripped by the onset of another orgasm.

"Huh, huh, fuck my ass, fuck my ass, fuck my ass," I cried out soon after, and although there was little noticeable change in the momentum, it nonetheless felt like it when I came.

After that, and with my body still on an orgasmic high, I vaguely recall that: Steve took himself from me, and then he lay down the bed and had me on top of him, his black dick lodged in my pussy. After that a cock, Tony's or Mike's was stuffed up my ass while the third, coated with a cocktail of the oil, along with my ass and pussy juices, was introduced to my mouth as they all three fucked me.

For the next however long, before they eventually emptied their warm spunk inside me, Tony and Mike changed places. I hadn't, in my life, tasted so much ass juice as I did that afternoon, but it was well worth the pleasure, let me tell you.

At the end of it all, my body was wracked and completely satiated. And as their cum oozed out of my ass and pussy, they collected it up in a glass that Tony got from the bathroom and had me drink it; the lovely filthy bastards.

What with Ray using the second bedroom as his den, it was agreed that he would deal with that, while the third, child's bedroom had no requirement just yet; I was far from wanting to be burdened with children at my young age.

That left the bathroom, hardly somewhere to experience the wild sex I had enjoyed the previous days. Consequently, Steve suggested to Tony and Mike that they have a long weekend off, and that he would do what little decorating there was.

Arriving at 10pm on Friday, Steve was accompanied by two black friends, neither of them professional decorators, but, experts with a roller to fill in the areas that Steve left, and also filling in cracks; mine to be precise.

Showing me the finished work at around 2pm, they stripped me off, then themselves, before Nathan ran the shower at a cool temperature. Steve then picked me up and lowered me onto his black dick, my legs wrapped around his waist. He then took us into the shower and commenced bouncing me up and down on his cock, joined every so often by Nathan or Isaac's cock up my ass.

They fucked and I sucked for ages on end. I was amazed at their virility and staying power, along with their ability to maintain an almost hard-on having shot their creamy load into my mouth and or on my face.

I was fucked on the stairs were the landing met the steps down, riding one cock in my ass while I sucked the other two in turn. On the sofa with Steve stood against the backrest, me sucking his big black dick, while the other two took turns in my cunt and ass as they chose, then on an armchair, with me sat on the backrest having it first been placed against the wall.

Ultimately, I had Nathan and Isaac's long reasonably proportioned cocks in my pussy and ass at the same time, Steve filling the void of the other unoccupied opening, and me drinking copious amounts of their creamy ‘black cum juice', before they, we finally called it a day, and one I'll never forget for a long, long time to come.