With my husband out working until late from Monday to Friday, I'm very much what you would call the proverbial bored housewife. Monday's, which is when I do the laundry, are the worst. A few months ago, though, that all changed with the arrival of new neighbours.
A family of four with two sons who had yet to find a college. The parents both worked. In fact, they re-located to the area because of the husband's job.
The boys, one in his late teens while the other had turned twenty, would play ball in the garden. It was quite sunny and so they would just be wearing jog bottoms and trainers. Each one had well-defined muscles and a black body tone. As I hung out the washing, I caught myself staring at them, barely a drop of sweat on their bodies.
They must have made friends quite quickly, as presently there were three of them playing ball. The third one was just as muscular and dark as the brothers. He was also, not so much cheeky but flirtatious. In particular, with regard to my thongs as they hung out to dry. Although I just took it as innocent banter, it stirred something inside me.
The very next time Nigel and I had sex, that being all he had time for, I found myself imagining the three of them ravaging my body. That lead to a powerful orgasm, one that took Nigel by surprise more so than me.
The following Monday, I found myself putting on a short skirt over a powder pink thong and a tight fitting top that accentuated my braless tits before making a start on the washing. With my thongs and bras done, I put them in a basket and carried them out to be hung up.
"Morning, lads," I said, as I made my way down the garden path. "Looks like another sunny day. These should be dry in no time," I intoned and then placed the basket on the ground.
That night with Nigel, I was up on all fours for him as he thrust himself hard into my pussy. I imagined it was the three young lads from next door, each one taking turns with me and slamming his big black dick into my tight white pussy and doing it quite hard.
As the washdays continued to come around, so my skirts became ever shorter. In the end, I turned the waistband of the shortest one over and dared not to wear any panties. My skirt, what little there was of it, was the first thing their friend noticed. Rather than face them as I hung up the washing, I had my back to the fence. When I bent down to take the first item from the basket, a pink thong, I leant forward. That caused my skirt to ride up the backs of my thighs and give anyone looking a glimpse of my shapely ass and, beyond it, that of my pussy lips.
I heard whispering and then the sound of the ball being kicked or thrown stopped. I had a small captive audience, each one watching me as I leant down, picked up a thong and momentarily exposed my pussy and ass before straightening up to hang the item on the line. As I did so, I couldn't help but imagine each of them stroking their hard black dick. That, in turn, made me horny. There was still over six hours before Nigel was due home and another four before bed.
I turned, picked up the empty basket and smiled at them before going back inside. The next cycle had yet to finish. I put the basket on top of the washing machine and then placed my left foot on a chair. Uncontrollably, my fingers darted down and underneath my skirt. I was a horny mess as I stroked my clit and finally stabbed the fingers of my other hand into my dripping wet pussy.
I gasped, before, as and after I came. ‘Blessed relief,' I thought, if only for a while. I still had three more loads to hang out and then later, when they were dry, bring them all back in again. Oh well, I had the consolation of my audience, I smiled, as I let the drips from my flooded pussy trickle down my thighs.
As I carried out the next basket, I noticed a low summer breeze, quite refreshing with the day's expected temperature. Before I even put down the basket, I noticed a silence from the other side of the fence. ‘Darn, they must have gone inside. Oh well, best get on,' I thought to myself, only to notice a gap in what I had put out earlier.
‘The cheeky so and sos. Of all the nerve,' I remarked, only to suddenly smile. ‘Well, I did rather tease them. I bet they're inside right now, wanking over my tiniest thong,' I thought. Although it barely covered my pussy, the straps were wider than a g-string, something I considered to be too daring for my age. I had worn them in my 20's; however, as I got older and matured, I switched to all thongs.
With no audience, I faced the fence that one of them had climbed over. Just thinking that thought and him reaching up to take down my thong, got me excited all the more. I decided to focus on something else. A tall tree in their garden. As I directed my attention towards it, I noticed, with a gasp, my thong. It was caught on a branch. The wind must have taken it, I suddenly realised. And there was me thinking it was one of them.
After I had hung up the second load of washing, I was in two minds as what to do. I couldn't just leave my thong there, while I had been a bit of a tease flashing my pussy and ass at them. With the third load finishing, I went upstairs and put on a cream thong. I then collected my house key and made my way down our path and then all the way along our neighbour's. Heat flowed through me as the fabric of my panties rubbed my clit, and I tightened my thighs to enhance the pleasure with each step I took. I rang the door bell and waited. Butterflies flitted around in my stomach as I stood there, waiting, while my shapely breasts stretched the pale blue top I was wearing as I breathed out.
"Mrs Clifton," the older brother said when he noticed me stood there. Immediately, I felt his stare burn into my thin, flimsy top as he gleefully examined my bountiful tits; a curvy and full 38C.
"I'm sorry to bother you, but one of my thongs has blown off the washing line and is caught in your tree," I said.
"You best come in, then," he invited. I was rather hoping he would go and retrieve it. All the same, and captivated by his firm chest and muscles, I accepted his offer with the sincerity it was meant.
"Not playing any more ball, then," I mentioned for something to say, as he lead me along the hall and to the kitchen, where his sibling and friend were enjoying a drink.
"Hello, you," their friend said, having caught sight of me.
"This is Mrs Clifton," he introduced me.
"You can call me Lisa," I said, why be so formal, considering.
"I'm Earl, my young brother is Isaac and this is Max," he introduced them.
"Apparently, Lisa's lost her thong and wants us to help her find it," Earl said, cheekily.
"I see," Max intoned. "That explains..." he intimated.
"The breeze took it," I corrected Earl's assertion. "It's caught on a branch of the tree," I intoned, pointing.
Just then, I felt warm fingers from either Earl or Max brush against my buttock and send a frisson up my spine. I took it as playful attention and then they lead me out to the garden.
"I see it," exclaimed Max. "That's quite tiny," he said, and then looked over the fence at all the others hanging there.
"You've got some rather sexy underwear, Lisa. How young are you, 25, 23," he guessed, almost teasingly, and I couldn't help but blush.
"My thong, guys," I said, by way of deflecting Max's attention irrespective of its effect.
In their presence and in just a short amount of time, I had become hot. My clit was throbbing in its sheath while the gusset of the thong I had only just a short while ago put on felt damp against my silky smooth skin. If that wasn't enough, what happened next should have set alarm bells ringing.
"We don't have a ladder," Earl said, looking from me to my thong as it hung there and back at me.
"How, then," I intoned.
"We'll gladly give you a boost, Lisa," Max offered; whereupon, he interlaced the long black fingers of both his hands, which he presented as a stirrup, followed by Earl.
"I don't know," I said, reluctantly.
"Why can't Isaac try?" I suggested.
"You're way lighter," Max pointed out.
"Isaac will steady you," his brother assured me.
"Okay, then," I conceded. If they did see it as a means to get a cheeky look up my skirt they'd be surprised to see I was covered up.
What I didn't, of course, count on was the obvious; where Isaac's hands eventually were. Although they started at my upper thighs his hands soon moved higher until he was supporting my round buttocks. I simply ignored him as I stood on the combined palms of Max and Earl and reached up for my thong.
"A bit higher, guys," I called down to them. I was inches away from grabbing it while Isaac was inches away from my heated sex. When he moved his right hand around and inward, I let out a groan.
"I think Lisa's horny. Are you horny, Lisa, flashing yourself at us earlier," intoned Max.
"That was just playful teasing. I didn't mean anything by it. I'm married, guys," I said, only to feel Isaac move his hand higher and around to the front.
"I've got it. Let me down, guys, please," I somewhat begged of them.
I was lowered, just a bit, enough that Isaac had free rein of me. I felt his long black fingers stroke the wetness of my pussy. A part of me warned this might happen when I was hoisted up in the air, only I chose to ignore it; the temptation clearly too great.
"Oh, God, I'm married. What are you doing to me?" I crooned, and then felt Isaac's fingers on either side of my damp thong somehow draw the gusset together and slip, effortlessly, into the depths of my warm wet pussy.
"We're pleasuring you," Max told me. He wasn't kidding.
I was lowered some more and Isaac's long fingers penetrated me all the more deeply. He somehow managed to get his thumb inside my thong and began stroking my clit.
"God, no, stop. You'll make me cum," I begged.
"That's what you want, Lisa. Say it, you want to cum," Max urged, as Isaac increased the tempo.
To make my treacherous pussy all the more accessible to him, they took a step apart. That opened up my stance and soon Isaac was fucking me with his fingers.
"Oh, God, yes, make me cum, just keep fucking me," I emboldened him, as I closed my lids and gave myself to them.
My mind was suddenly filled with nasty thoughts of them fucking me with their big black dicks, the contemplation of which, as Prince once said, is more powerful than the act itself.
"Hold her steady, guys," Isaac said, as my orgasm roared from somewhere deep inside me, only for him to stop, take his fingers from me and have Max and his brother lower me down. Clearly, they were concerned for my safety when I came.
"They are small, sexy with it," Max remarked. "Any chance you could put those on when we get you inside?" he suggested.
"Yeah, go on," Isaac said, encouragingly, and then sniffed his slick wet fingers.
"Her pussy smells sexy and hot," he told them, and offered his fingers to his brother and Max to see.
"I bet she tastes sexy as well," Max intoned, before smelling my cunt on them, a glint in his brown eyes. How could I refuse.
They took me back inside, then through the kitchen to the lounge. I was still teetering on the edge of the climax Isaac had induced when Earl and Max grasped an upper arm each and then drew up my skirt with their other hand, saying, "First, there's the small matter of making you cum; right, Isaac," Max said.
‘Small!' my mind exclaimed. Significant, more like. And I watched as Isaac knelt down before me, pulled the wet gusset of my thong to one side and began teasing me with his fingers as he gazed up to gauge my reaction.
At first, I struggled. All I wanted was to grab his hair, ride his mouth and direct his tongue where I needed it, on my distended throbbing clit. Instead, he was torturously stroking my fuck lips, which he eventually held apart with his middle and index finger.
"Emn, God. Lick my clit, Isaac, I need to cum," I pleaded.
"You will, don't worry, Lisa," his brother assured me, as I flexed my hips at Isaac.
When I felt the welcome presence of his warm wet tongue against my exposed sex, I cried out and threw back my head. I was almost there, my body seized but I was almost there.
As with before, fingers, having replaced his tongue, were inside my heated wet cunt. The walls sucked on them and then I felt a cool breeze drift over my pussy. I flexed myself up and down Isaac's fingers with more urgency. Fingers from Earl, stood to my right, having released my skirt, exposed the sensitive nubbin. I then felt Isaac's warm firm tongue tip flick my clit.
"Oh, God, yes, more. Fuck!" I shouted when he did it a second time and then my body went into orgasmic shock.
"I'm cumming, oh, God, I'm cumming on your black fingers, Isaac," I cried out, my lids closed as I flexed, bucked, thrust and fucked my exploding cum wet cunt up and down the long black fingers that were so deep inside me, in short sharp fits of pleasure.
I presently slowed down my movement as the effects of afterglow washed through me. That was one long overdue climax and I sensed there would be more to come. And to think, I only went there to retrieve my tiny thong.
Earl, meanwhile, had left us to put on some music. Clearly, they were expecting a sort of striptease from me when I changed my thong, something that had become necessary due to the wet state of the one I had on.
When Isaac stood up, he offered his fingers to my mouth. Like the slut they saw me to be and I quite clearly was, I parted my lips and grasped his hand. With lust in my blue eyes, I gazed into his deep brown ones as I guided them closer. Tilting my head slightly, I licked the collective tips and then separated them. I licked and then sucked each one quite provocatively. How they managed to keep their hands off me, I have no idea, but they did. My husband wasn't due back for hours, while there was no rush to move things along. This was so what was missing from my marriage and it was right next door and in triplicate.
"Do you suck dick like that, Lisa?" Isaac said, moments before I released his fingers.
"I bet she takes it up the ass as well," Max exclaimed.
"You'll see, guys, meanwhile, my thong," I intoned, as I held out my hand.
Far from my judging Max's remark to be in anyway vulgar, I saw it as him gauging my limits. Yes, I took it up the ass, just not from a dick as big as I envisaged theirs to be.
When I went to undo my skirt, Max had me stop. He then directed me to turn around, just as I was when I hung out the laundry that morning. ‘Laundry,' I suddenly thought. The next lot having long finished washing.
Putting it out of my mind, I imagined their hard black cocks fucking me as I turned around and bent down. My body shivered as I once again felt my short skirt ride up my thighs. Having drawn my skirt a fraction higher, I felt a sudden glow as three pairs of eyes burnt into my ass and pussy.
Hooking my thumbs beneath the tiny string on either side, I slowly slid my damp thong down my thighs.
"Ooo," they heralded the appearance of my pussy, even though Isaac had seen it, licked it and fucked it.
Remaining as I was, I slowly lowered my thong all the way down my legs. By then, my shapely ass was sticking right up in the air my moist cunt lips totally exposed to them.
Having dropped my thong to the side, I picked up the tiny red one and stepped into it. When I replaced my shoed foot on the carpet, though, I had my feet further apart. That exposed my pussy all the more to them as I slowly drew the straps up my legs. When it reached halfway up my thighs, so that the waistband was suspended just below my pussy, I released the right side and directed my fingers underneath me. I touched three of them against my cunt lips and parted them. With the pink wet folds of my pussy exposed to them, I drew the middle finger down my slit. I couldn't believe I was doing that, but a shiver inside me, knowing they were watching my every move like a captivated audience, urged me on.
"Emn," I moaned when I slid the finger inside my dripping wet cunt, my warm juices trailing down my thighs moments later.
I then slid a second finger and soon a third into my hot wet horny pussy and began a slow in and out, back and forth fuck action. When they were wet and liberally coated, I drew them up my body, over and past my perineum and onto my puckered asshole. I groaned, as I teased the middle finger around my rosebud. I touched it closer and slid the tip inside. One by one the others joined it. I groaned continuously as I slowly fucked my ass and they watched in stunned silence.
Presently finished, I returned my hand to my thong and covered myself up; as much as it allowed that is, which was barely little. I then stood up and waited.
"Undo your skirt, Lisa, and step out of it," Max told me, which I subsequently did. The music was still playing, almost as an ambience to what was happening.
"Now your blouse. Undo it, but leave it open. We want to see those lovely ripe tits of yours," Max directed me and then had me turn around.
I was speechless, my mouth agog, while inside I exclaimed, ‘Oh—my—God!'
There, before me, were Isaac, Max and Earl. Each one was holding a long thick black dick for my attention. Uncontrollably, I licked my lips from side to side while my tits rose and fell with the anticipation of getting my lips around them and my mouth, pussy and ass filled by each.
"Emn, are those for me," I cooed, only for Max to stop me when I took a step closer. I was directed to get down on my hands and knees and crawl towards them. With each forward motion, I felt my shapely tits swing like a pendulum.
Soon, I was knelt before them with Max stood in the middle. I extended my tongue and slid its warm moist flesh around the bulging head of Max's black dick. He groaned when I caught the sensitive area just below the crown and so I did it some more.
My hands weren't idle. Although I barely managed to get my fingers all the way around Isaac's and Earl's warm blood pulsating ebony shafts, I casually stroked them as they awaited my oral attention.
Eventually, I caught the taste of Max's pre-cum, which I gobbled up. Quite sweet, in fact. He then directed his cock up at an angle that I was able to lick his balls and then slowly, teasingly, slither my tongue tip up and down the underside of his shaft.
More groans emitted from his lips when I surrounded the turgid head with my warm wet ones. As I sucked down on the first few inches, I slid my tongue around his knob and teased the tip along the eye. When I moved lower, taking more of his warm veiny flesh into my mouth, I felt a hand grasp my hair and urge me lower. My eyes widened as they closed on Max's groin and soon I felt his wiry black pubes tickle my nose. I fought the gagging I felt when the head of his long black dick pushed against my throat. Then, with one forward motion of his hips, it was inside my throat.
"Hurgh," I vociferated, as I breathed through my nose. For the first time in my life, I had a cock in my throat. Not just any cock, but a big bulging black one, not that colour mattered.
My head was shook a couple of times and then I was drawn back from it. A part of me didn't want him to leave and so I pushed forward, stretching my hair.
"I think she likes that. You like having your throat fucked by big black dick, Lisa?" Max intoned.
"Hur," I responded, and felt the grip on my hair slacken.
Free to do as I wanted, I drew in my cheeks and swirled my tongue around Max's shaft as I motioned my head forward and back; slowly to begin with as I stroked those on either side. Eventually, I was bobbing my head back and forth in short sharp fits, plunging myself on the turgid head as it popped in and out of my throat.
"Oh, God, yes, you're good. Keep that up and I'll cum," he warned me, and I so wanted to taste him just then.
I braced my hands on the cocks I was stroking and simply went for it. Seconds later, when I felt Max's balls tremble, I pulled back, raised myself on my haunches and watched as his thick creamy white cum jettisoned from the head of his cock and splashed on my neck. I pushed my tits up and managed to catch the final two eruptions, one on each. All lovely and warm. I released the cocks I had been stroking and smeared Max's essence over my tits.
Leaving me with that, Earl filled my mouth and began fucking me, plunging his cock in and out of my throat until he was ready to cum. One, two, three loads of hot sticky spunk splashed over my face while some landed in my hair. It slid down to my chin and dripped onto my tits.
With hardly a pause, I had my mouth filled with Isaac's big black dick. I gazed up at his eyes as he fucked my mouth and throat, even though my lips were coated in his brother's cum. When Isaac was ready to give me his, he spurted it in my mouth. I relished the taste as I held it inside for as long as I could. Some seeped from my lips and dripped onto my tits before he finished. When he did, I smiled as I swallowed his warm creamy cum and continued sucking his cock.
Having subsequently released him, a towel was held out for me to clean myself with. "Thank you," I said, "and thank you for the towel," I added, as I accepted it.
Having wiped their sticky cum cocktail from me, Max took the towel and dropped it on the floor. Earl and he unbuttoned the cuffs of my blouse and removed it from my sensually charged body. I was left in just my tiny thong and shoes as they escorted me up the stairs, lead by Earl, to one of their bedrooms. When we reached the top, though, they had me stop and turn around.
Max stepped forward and grasped the sides of my thong. He slowly drew it down, only for the tiny gusset to momentarily stick to my pussy because of how damp it was before pinging down. Having helped me out of the tiny piece of underwear, he directed me to sit on the step with my ass partway over the edge.
I sighed deeply and repetitively as I obeyed his request. He was far from hard enough to penetrate me, let alone fuck me, and so I looked forward to yet more attention directed to my needy cunt. I even held myself invitingly open for him as I lay back against Earl, who immediately had his hands on my tits.
"Yes, lick it, lick my dripping wet cunt," I urged when I felt the sudden warmth of his breath on my exposed sex.
As with Isaac, he teased me with his tongue and in a most pleasurable way. Eventually, he slid the tip along my open sex and I trembled with the sensation. I felt Earl's renewed hard-on throb against my cheek and turned my head towards where it lay. Using my tongue, I drew it closer and soon had my lips around his warm girth.
"Hurmn," I moaned and rolled my eyes, when Max, having drawn my legs back and out, trailed his hot wet pink tongue down past the narrow skin of my perineum and teased my tiny opening with it.
Fingers from Isaac stroked my clit, urging me to cum for them. I was in heaven, slut heaven, but heaven none the less as they worked on my horny needy body. Fingers, three long black ones, slipped effortlessly into my wet pussy and I began flexing myself on them. I figured they had to be Max's, as moments later they replaced his tongue and were teasing my puckered asshole.
"Hur, hurmn," I moaned my growing pleasure, I was almost there. I sensed my climax gather in the wings, something hot and dark and primal building inside me and then it happened.
Max's tongue was back on my pussy. More to the point, it was inside my wet cunt. I directed my right hand to the nape of his head and urged him deeper. His tongue filled me and I came instantly. My grip increased as I held him firmly and bucked my hips up and down. My pelvis was thrashing wildly as my orgasm continued unabated. I sucked on Earl's cock as he rolled and pulled my nipples while his brother kept up the pressure on my clit.
I was a writhing wriggling mess when I eventually released Max. His lips and chin were covered in a wet gloss of my juices as he drew himself up. He still had his fingers in my asshole when I felt the sudden warmth of his cock brush my thighs. I reached for his thick length. I smiled, appreciatively, when I felt its firmness and drew him closer. I was so ready to be fucked by them, no matter where it was, and right then in that confined space, the landing, which it very much was, would do.
I gazed, wantonly, into his brown eyes as I stroked the bulging head up and down my wet slit. I so wanted each of their black dicks inside me, fucking me hard and deep, enough that it hurt.
"Fuck her, Max, she wants your big black dick, don't you, Lisa," Isaac voiced his realisation.
"Ur-urmn," I moaned and nodded, contentedly and expectedly. I shifted myself forward, intent on getting as much of his thick black dick inside me as I could manage. Once the swollen crown was past my ring of resistance, I placed my hands squarely on his buttocks and propelled his hips forward. Max's long thick dick filled me up in an instant. I whimpered my pleasure and urged him to fuck me deep and hard. I had my legs as wide apart as I could in the confined space as he pummelled his warmth ever deeper and harder.
"Make me cum, make me cum on your big black dick," I urged, having taken myself from Earl. Still he rolled and pulled on my proud, bullet-like nipples while Isaac kept up the pressure on my clit, matching Max's rhythm stroke for stroke as my orgasm built towards a powerful crescendo.
"Urm, hurmn," I moaned, as it shot through my body, I drifted away for a moment, on a tide of pleasure. I was still cumming when Max took himself from me. As if on cue, Earl withdrew his saliva slick dick and then drew me up to meet Max's offered cock. It dripped from its coating of my honey juices and I darted out my tongue to catch them.
In that moment, I hadn't noticed Max take over stroking my clit. I was only fully aware of it when Isaac slipped his warm firm length into my hole. I smiled as I tasted myself on Max. I sucked him down deep inside me and slithered my tongue along and around the underside of his ebony shaft as I took another pummelling, this time, from Isaac.
Only once they had each fucked my dripping wet pussy and made me cum was I helped up and then lead away from the landing and the two bedrooms along it.
‘In here,' Earl directed me, as he turned the door handle and pushed it open. Even before I stepped inside, I realised from the room's contents, in particular, the Kingsize bed, that it was his parents' room.
Unhesitantly, I walked over to the bed followed by Earl, Max and Isaac. It had wooden vertical rungs in between a rectangular surround at both ends of the bed. I climbed up on it and got up on all fours and turned to face them. That's when I noticed the mirrored doors on the wardrobe. My heart skipped a beat and my clit tingled at the realisation of watching myself in its reflection as they fucked their big black dicks deep inside me.
"You ready to watch us fuck you, now, Lisa?" Max intoned, each one stroking their long thick firm cock. I was salivating for them to do just that.
"Put your hands on the baseboard. Let us see your shapely tits," Isaac encouraged me, and it was done.
I looked even more the wanton slut for them. I had the siblings stood up either side of me on the bed. I watched as Max moved behind me ready to shove his big black dick in my pussy and fuck me senseless, only for him to once more tease me with it.
"Urmn, yes," I moaned. He had great muscle control of his cock. He held my ass cheeks open with both hands and managed to guide the turgid head of his cock up and down my exposed slit.
"Yes, come on, put that big fucking black dick in my tight white pussy," I appealed to him. I was so in need of being fucked and fucked hard and deep.
"Yes, more, give it to me," I urged when he fed the bulging head inside my needy cunt and remained still. Clearly, he wanted me to fuck myself back on his warm length.
"Yes, that's it, fuck me, fuck my cunt," I cried out, all the while flexing back on Max's cock as he remained still.
"Yeah, let me have a cock to suck on as well," I appealed, and soon had a mouthful of Isaac's warm length fucked into my mouth with every forward motion. It only lasted a short while, though.
Max increased his grasp on my ass and hips while Isaac moved to in front of me, blocking my previous view, his hands holding my head still. With perfect rhythm, they withdrew themselves until just the head was lodged inside both of my slut holes and then thrust forward. They filled me up completely with each powerful swing of their hips; Isaac pushing deep into my throat while the sound of Max slapping his groin against my buttocks echoed throughout the room.
Max hardly broke a stroke when Earl replaced his young brother in my mouth and I was once again being spit fucked by two big black dicks. Although my clit was devoid of attention, the sheer force Max used when he slammed himself into me, caused his big black hairy balls to slap against my distended nubbin each time he filled me up. Eventually, I came on his black dick. My seepage trailed down each humid thigh as they fucked me relentlessly.
Having subsequently switched, Max stood to the side and used his muscle power to maintain his erection at an almost vertical angle. I watched as I hungrily licked my cunt juice from the underside of his shaft while Earl, behind me, grasped my hips and held me open with his thumbs as he slammed his black dick deep inside my wet pussy. Even though his balls slapped my clit, Isaac, as he awaited his turn, stroked my distended nub and rolled my nearside nipple.
"Oh God, I'm gonna cum. Make me cum," I urged, in between licks of Max's blackness.
"How does your ass feel, Lisa? Is it ready to take some black dick, big black dick?" Max teased me, prompting Earl to repose his right hand and then press his thumb against my puckered asshole.
"Please, yes," I rejoined. "One of you in my pussy as well," I said. "I want to watch you fuck me. Watch as you fill my ass and cunt with your big black dicks," I intoned, and moments later I was sat astride Isaac, leaving Max and his brother to switch on my tight white ass.
"Show us your ass, slut, pull it open," Max, with Isaac supporting my upper body with his hands on my tits, urged.
I gazed at the reflection in the mirrored doors of the wardrobe and watched as I extended my hands behind me and soon had my tightest hole spread invitingly for them like a cheap whore. To my welcome surprise, Max dropped his head and moments later I felt the warm wetness of his tongue slither and slide around my exposed opening, liberally coating it with his saliva when he had finished. He then sat upright and I watched as he moved closer. I felt the turgid head brush against my opening and push forward. With some degree of effort on my part, flexing myself back, it slipped past my ring of resistance and was inside my tight asshole.
"God, that's big, so fucking big in my tight ass. Fuck my tight white ass with your black dick, Max," I urged, my fingernails digging sharply into my round mounds of flesh as I gaped myself for him to fuck me.
"Yes, more, give me that big cock in my ass, like that, just like that," I whimpered, as I surrendered myself to them.
"More, yes, keep fucking me, ass and cunt, make me cum, make me cum on your lovely black dicks," I cried out, as yet another climax began somewhere deep inside me. Sweat was noticeable on my brow as I continued to gaze at the erotic image in the mirror; that of a wanton white slut sandwiched between two black cocks while a third waited his turn in her ass. I came shortly afterwards.
Having Earl replaced Max, he made his way forward and soon I was sucking him. I looked even more of a whore as I tasted my ass on his cock and all three fucked themselves into me. This was so what I needed right then. To be treated as a fuck toy and used for our combined pleasure.
When it came to Isaac's turn, my pussy was awash with my climatic juices while his cock was covered in a gloss lacquer as were his balls and groin. How the bed cover wasn't in some way damp I'll never know.
"Will you look at that," exclaimed Max, having noticed. He then had me lay on my back with my legs open wide and then he was licking up my juices as I got another taste of my ass from Earl.
After that, Max laid down on the bed and had me straddle him. I fucked myself up and down his black dick as I held onto the baseboard. By then, my ass was so open from the railing and reaming it had already taken while Isaac's length was coated in my juices.
I watched as he knelt behind me. I remained still with Max pulsing deep inside my purring pussy. I felt the head of Isaac's black dick slide inside me and gasped.
"Fuck me, Isaac, fuck my ass, fill my ass with your black dick," I urged and then flexed myself back to meet his forward thrust.
"Yes, more, like that, like that. Harder, deeper," I continued to encourage him, as I rocked back and forth on the two lovely black cocks that filled my needy holes.
"Oh, God, I'm gonna cum," I presently cried out. To facilitate my climax, I slammed myself back on them. Again, the sound of flesh slapping hard against flesh rang out.
"Man, she's wild," remarked Earl, as my body contorted with the onset of another powerful climax and deep gasps emanated from me as it continued. When I came down from it, I was vaguely aware of Max pumping his hips up at me with a degree of force.
"Don't cum inside me, Max, please, I'm married, my husband," I appealed to him, and with that, he slowed down. As with the previous Monday's, I dare say Nigel would expect more of the same and it wouldn't do for me to be full of their youthful cum.
"Okay, then. Lay on your back with your legs nice and wide," he instructed me, and then I felt Isaac leave the confinement of my ass.
No sooner was I laid down on the bed for him, than Max knelt between my thighs and grasped my legs, which he held open. I reached down for his cock with my right hand and teased the head along my wet slit. My breathing was deep and ragged. When I was ready, I guided his mass length past my wet cunt lips and urged him to fill me up. I resisted grasping his hips and have him fuck me into oblivion for fear that I might not let him leave when he came.
"You want it hard, yes."
"Emn," I whimpered.
"You want it deep, also."
"Yes, I want your big black dick, Max. Fuck me hard and deep and then cum on me," I urged.
"Fuck, me, yes. Huh, huh, huh," I gasped, having he rammed his firm length deep inside me and stopped. My cunt muscles contracted and clenched around him as he throbbed deep inside me. He managed to pull himself from my clutches and then bang! He filled me up again.
On and on he slammed, rammed and banged my wet pussy. I grasped the bed cover tightly as my climax built. "Oh, God, fucking yes, I'm gonna cum," I cried out, almost shrieking, and tossed my head from side to side then back and forth. That set Max off, and as my body convulsed, I felt the first warm gush of his fiery liquid land on my tits and trail down to my pussy. He controlled the next two and creamed my chin and tits before finishing the third on my stomach.
Earl had me get back up on all fours and then he fucked himself off in my ass. I gazed at our reflection as he showered my back with three loads of creamy black cum juice, which I scooped up and fed into my mouth. That got to Isaac, who had me suck him off while I stroked his firm length. When he came, he held me close and showered my hair and face with his warm creamy offering.
My body tingled from the sensation of their drying cum. I decided to leave it and have a shower later on. That night in bed, I welcomed Nigel where the three black cocks next door had been, even letting him shove his firm length up my well-fucked ass.
When I did the shopping on Tuesday for perishables, fruit and vegetables, I made a point of looking for a couple of short skirts and even bought three small thongs. The following Monday, I was once more exhibiting myself for them, flashing my naked ass and pussy as I hung up my underwear.
With the washing hung up, there was no excuse needed. I went next door, rang the bell and waited. The door opened, and like a woman possessed with lust I went inside and gave myself to them again and again, my craving for black dick knew no end.
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