I am 50 years old, married for 30 years with three children who are all grown and gone. I am 5’2” and weigh 110 pounds. I am considered to be very attractive but have worked very hard to maintain a nice figure, albeit some of it giving into gravity. Don, my husband, had the fantasy wanting to watch me with another man, preferably a well endowed black man. I shared a similar fantasy. My husband is only 5” and not very thick. I do love him dearly and he did father our three children. He is a slow, kind and gentle lover. I wanted something large and aggressive. We found a good candidate through an interracial site and met several times. Those meetings led up to a gangbang in New York at my lover’s house. All of this was a conspiracy between my lover and my husband.
After arriving home from my sex filled evening in New York where 4 black men had their way with me while my husband took pictures I couldn’t get Omar out of my mind. He was one of those men at the party and was the one that had a 10 inch uncut cock. Up until then I had never been with an uncut man. I was fascinated with the size of his cock and the foreskin. I just couldn’t get enough. Well, the fact of the matter is that I DID get enough because I couldn’t take the entire 10 inches and it was becoming a challenge to me. Sure, I’ve read stories here about women taking 12 and 13 inch cocks but I don’t believe that for a second. Hell guys, our pussy is only so deep.
I talked with Don about my intrigue with Omar’s cock and how I had never seen anything that big. He asked if I wanted to try him again. I told him that I did. I really didn’t believe that I could take all of him. Let’s face it, at 5’2” there is only so much room up there. Even giving birth to three children didn’t provide that much room to accommodate him, or did it. At our last meeting I was able to take almost 9”, and that was a feat. Well, we talked and agreed that I would invite Omar out our way. I told Don that I would take care of all the arrangements and would give him a surprise. He kept pushing me to find out what surprise I was planning but I wouldn’t give in. He then said that he had a surprise for me as well. I had Omar’s e-mail address and sent a message. It didn’t take long for him to respond that he was most interested in coming out to see me.
I made reservations at a hotel in Boston. Like we did at a previous rendezvous, we rented two rooms that abut with adjoining doors. During the week leading up to this “date” I got a manicure, pedicure and a facial. Saturday finally arrived and we headed into town. We checked in and got keycards to both rooms. I told Omar that we would meet him in the lobby at 6pm and go to dinner. After checking in I decided to take a shower and get ready. Getting ready involved shaving my pussy smooth. I walked out of the shower and flashed my pussy to Don. Hey babe, look at this. In a few hours it will be red and stretched out, just for you. He loves for me to talk dirty to him but I don’t usually do that. I like to surprise him with a tirade of smut talk. Since I like making it special for him I rarely talk trash. Only when I am in a real slutty mood. Well, he walked over and slid his finger in me, but I told him, “Hmmm, later babe.”
I dressed in my black cocktail dress with black bra, garter, and hose, along with my old reliable 2” heels. I can’t stand up in anything higher. No panties. Don loves it when I go out in public with him knowing that I am not wearing panties. I have to wear a bra because of my age and the consequences of gravity. Seeing me in a t-shirt without a bra is not a pretty sight. They no longer point north. We headed out to the lobby at 6. I saw Omar sitting there with a friend. I didn’t remember saying anything about a friend. As far as I was concerned, his 10 inch cock is his friend. We exchanged hellos. His friend’s name is Sam. Sam was a bit shorter and heavier than Omar with a shaved head. If you remember from before, Omar is about 5’11” but only weighs 130 pounds. Sam is about 5’8” and medium build. We all headed into the dining room. After dinner and a few drinks we decided to go to the lounge. The band hadn’t shown yet so we all had another drink and talked. I decided that it was time to go upstairs. I didn’t want to wait for the band anyway. So, we headed out. When we got to the rooms, I gave Don the keycard to our room, kissed him and told him to wait for me. He looked puzzled on why he couldn’t come into watch. I told him that I would have a surprise for him later and to trust me. He went into his room alone.
Omar, Sam and I went into the adjoining room. Earlier that afternoon I had brought in the fixings for cosmopolitans. They are my liquid courage. I’m not a cheapskate but hotel prices in their wet bar is outrageous. I knew Omar was a beer drinker and brought a 12 pack for him. He’ll have to share with Sam. He shouldn’t mind because it seems that he’s going to share with Sam anyway, and that sharing happens to be me! I handed them each a beer and made myself a drink. I kicked off my shoes and sat on the sofa between them. I immediately reached down and started stroking Omar’s thigh and cock, asking him if he had taken good care of this for me. He said that he did and that it will also take good care of me.
He leaned over and kissed me. He told me that he brought Sam along because he had a nice surprise for me also. He got up and brought back his small duffel bag. He took out a package of condoms. I should have known right there that I was in for a long night when I saw the name on the package, Magnum. He then took out a plastic bag and I saw the nipple clamps I wore in New York. They have a necklace portion to them that holds a battery pack and the clamps provide a wonderful stimulation when they are hooked up. The last time I wore these my nipples extended more than one full inch. He told me that he borrowed them from Derek who was my first black lover. He said that Derek gave them to him and said that he was disappointed that he wasn’t invited but understood why. And he also said that I would be most pleased with Sam. I would soon find out.
Sam reached behind me and unzipped my dress. I slid the straps off my shoulders, stood up and let the dress fall to the floor. I unhooked my bra and let that fall as well. I kept my garter belt and hose on - what the hell, they weren’t getting in the way of anything. Omar walked over and stood in front of me. I reached down and unzipped his pants. I sat down on the sofa and reached in looking for my prize. I wasn’t disappointed. I pulled it out and started stroking that beautiful foreskin. It started coming to life and grew. He unbuckled his pants and let them drop to the floor as well. In fact, he stripped right down to nothing. We both looked at Sam with the expression of, are you going to join us? He stood up and began to undress. He was more muscular than I originally thought. As he dropped his pants I could see the outline of his cock through the boxers. He stepped closer to me, thrusting his hips my way. I reached to his waistband and pulled them down. Wow! He had the fattest cock I had ever seen. It was about 7” long but had to be 7” around as well. I haven’t been with many men in my life but I have seen plenty of porno movies and magazines as well as internet sites. This WAS the fattest cock I have ever seen. He was uncut as well but his cock head was so large that the foreskin could not cover it. In fact, it almost looked deformed. I stroked both cocks, fascinated with the foreskin and the way it slides. I took turns with each man in my mouth. Omar has a pointed head and I easily slid that in my mouth. Sam took some work. I worked both of them to hardness, which really didn’t take long. My thoughts went back to Don, sitting alone in the room next door. But I didn’t think about him for long because I had plenty to keep me occupied right here and besides, I have a surprise planned for Don later on.
Omar reached down and put the necklace on me. He connected the nipple clamps and turned it on. In an instant, my nipples grew. The feeling was great and I had goose bumps all over. He took my hand and stood me up. We all went over to the bed. Fortunately, I ordered a king size and would soon find out that we needed all of it. Omar asked me if I felt alright with what was happening. I told him that I actually felt slutty tonight and wanted a lot to happen. Contrary to my usual ladylike manners I began talking a bit dirty by asking Omar if he was going to stretch my poor little pussy with that thing of his. He said that he was going to stretch my pussy, my mouth, and maybe my ass. In looking at both of their cocks, Omar’s would have to be the one I try in my ass. And that would be a major undertaking. Sam’s cock looked about as thick as my wrist and there was no way that was going anywhere near my ass.
Omar laid me down on the bed and said, “Well, if you’re feeling a little slutty, how about showing us a little of what we’re going to get tonight. After all, we’ve already shown you what we’re going to give you.” I smirked at him and opened my legs, flashing my smoothly shaved pussy. I then reached down, opened my pussy lips, and started fingering myself. The wetness was already building and a trickle dripped down the crack of my ass. I then asked them if anyone wanted to try a taste. Sam jumped on the bed and dove right in. He started licking my clit and fingering both my pussy and ass at the same time. Omar knelt on the bed and put his cock in my mouth. With a cock in my mouth, a tongue licking my clit, a finger in my pussy, a finger in my ass and the nipple clamps I stiffened, moaned and I began to come. This would be the first of many tonight. Omar reached down and took the clamps off. They did their job. My nipples were out a full inch. He would knead them between his fingers while I sucked and stroked his cock. I reached down and pulled the back of Sam’s bald head closer to my pussy. I think I was suffocating him. After a few moments of this Sam knelt between my legs and started stroking his cock. I knew that this was the moment of reckoning. He asked if he could forego the condom for now and would use one before coming in me. As I said earlier, I was feeling slutty tonight and told him that he could. I should tell the readers that I would normally practice safe sex and have done a few things in the past couple of months that is not very safe. I have been lucky up to now but I don’t condone dangerous sex with unknown people. Omar reached down and held my hand as Sam put his cock to my pussy lips. He started rubbing up and down on my clit, which always drives me crazy. Omar and Derek may have shared that secret with him. After a few seconds he pushed just the head in. I flinched, and arched my back, taking a big breath. He stopped and let me adjust to his size. I started milking his cock by contracting my pussy muscles, which I think I am very good at if I do say so myself. He would push in a little and stop. He then would pull out a little, in a little and stop. He did this for a few seconds and then pulled out. I felt a sigh of relief when that thing pulled out of me, but it wasn’t for long. He then began rubbing his cock over my clit, driving me to sexual craziness. Just as I was about to come, he pushed his cock fully into me. I let out a scream, arched my back, and squeezed the sheets with both fists but this time I wrapped my legs around his back and pulled him with all my strength. He started to slowly pump me, all the way out, all the way in. It felt great, but I knew I was being stretched. At one point I remember yelling over and over, "Fuck me, fuck me hard.” While he did this, Omar got closer to me and laid his ball sack in front of my mouth. I started sucking on his balls. I then reached up and began stroking that huge dick of his. I felt him connect the nipple clamps again and felt a rush go through my nipples. It didn’t take long and I came again, this time with great intensity.
After a few moments of this I saw Omar and Sam give each other the high five, slapping hands together. They switched positions. What am I, a sporting event? Obviously, this is a tag team match and I am the poor victim. Well ok, a welcome victim.
Omar now slid between my legs and put his cock to my pussy. We looked at each other and I mouthed the words, “Give it all to me baby.” He easily slid in over halfway. Sam had seen to that. I was pretty stretched. Sam knelt next to my head and I started stroking his cock. God the head was huge. I could not pull the foreskin all the way over it. The veins were enormous as well. Like I said earlier, this almost looked deformed. But it sure did feel good in my pussy. I had difficulty getting the head in my mouth so he would have to settle for me licking around it and stroking him. I was really paying more attention to Omar because I wanted to see how much of him I could take. He would slowly push further and further with each stroke. I felt him bottom out on me and looked down. There was at least two inches left. Damn, I did better last time. Sam reached down and took the clamps off. He laid next to me and began sucking on my nipples and tits. When Omar bottomed out again, I wrapped my legs around him and wouldn’t let him pull out. I looked at him and said, “Push nice and easy, I want it all.” He would continue to put pressure on me. It was uncomfortable at first but I got through the pain. I would continue contracting my pussy muscles and pull him into me. I don’t know what moved but I could feel him going deeper and deeper. I don’t know why but a thought came to me that I would feel him in my throat. I started chuckling. He looked at me. I said, “Never mind, I’ll tell you later.”
Well I don’t know how, but I was able to accommodate the whole thing. It was uncomfortable to get in but I accomplished what I wanted to do tonight. The other accomplishment is in the next room. I still had a surprise planned for Don. Omar would pull out but an inch or so and then slowly push back in. It almost felt like my innards were being moved around, and they probably were.
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