Straight Female / 34
About a year ago, my husband and I were living in a medium size apartment complex. Our 2nd floor balcony overlooked a park and the basketball courts. Everyday a few black guys would be out there shooting baskets, and I found myself secretly hoping they would be there every time I was sitting on the balcony alone. I loved seeing their dark, strong bodies - especially when they took off their shirts! I have never been with a black guy, and being irish catholic it would have been impossible to consider even dating a black guy, but for some reason I found myself daydreaming about these guys often.
I ended up timing my daily jog around the same time they were usually there, and I would just happen to slowly run right by them. I could tell by how quiet it got that they were checking me out, and it was flattering.
One day as I was jogging by the courts, there were two of them were shooting hoops, and one of the guys missed a shot. The ball ended up rolling all the way towards me. They asked for my help, so I grabbed it and instead of just throwing it back, I walked it to them. We ended up making some small talk, but the entire time my heart was just racing. One of the guys, Kenny, said that they were just about done, and offered me to have a beer with them. I kind of laughed at the idea....even though I am Irish, I am not much of a drinker. But it was a hot day, my husband was working a 2nd shift, so I figured having 1 beer with these guys would not hurt.
I remember how excited I was that first time, just to be walking into an apartment with two black guys. I usually have light beer if I do ever drink, but all they had was some kind of "ice" beer, and after drinking only 1/2 of it, it really hit me hard. I asked to sit down on their couch, and Kenny and his roommate Ty sat down on each side of me. I realized then I had taken things too far, and I told them that I should get going. Kenny put his hand on my thigh, and I tried to hide the rush of warmth my body felt at that touch alone. He said he knows I have been watching he and his friends play basketball, and then asked if I had ever had sex with a black guy before. I answered "no", and Ty asked..."what about TWO?". I knew then if I did not leave I could get into trouble, so I told them that I should not be there, and I tried to stand up. Kenny held my leg in place and kissed my neck...and I told them both that I could not do this, and that I am married. Ty said not to worry, and that my husband will never know.
By now, Kenny had kissed his way up my neck to my mouth, and it just seemed natural to open my mouth up to kiss him. I realized then there was no turning back, and the guys knew that too. My top and sports bra were off in seconds, and each guy took one of my breasts into their mouths. My nipples are very sensative, and to have them both being worked on at the same time was amazing. My hands found their way to their shorts, and soon I was rubbing their cocks through the fabric. I finally said "I want to see them"....and Kenny and Ty both stood up and pulled their shorts down.
My first thought was "oh my god". They were both bigger by far than any guy I had ever been with, and to have two dark cocks right there in front of me was beyond anything I could have dreamed of.
I had never been with two guys at the same time before, but it was natural just to take a cock into each hand and stroke them and take turns sucking on them. I was in heaven, and so were they. I could feel my pussy opening and contracting, as if it was preparing itself. I took my mouth off a cock long enough to say "I dont think these would even fit inside me", and Kenny said there is only one way to find out.
I let Ty pull my shorts and panties off, and since he was a little bit smaller than Kenny, I let him try to get inside me first. I told him to go slow, and he did. It took a lot of effort, but soon he was in me all the way, and it felt wonderful. Ty mentioned something about how tight I was and that my husband must be small. I ended up admitting that my husband was probably 1/2 their size.
After that it was a blur of black cock in my pussy, or in my mouth. I sometimes did not even know who was where. I would close my eyes and accept whoever put their cock into my mouth, and had my legs open for whoever wanted to go there. I had more orgasms in that 1/2 hour, than I probably had in 2 years of marriage. Kenny was the first one to say that he was going to cum inside me. He did not ask - he basically told me he was going to. Moments later I felt his cock spurting inside me, and I was happy to have his cum there. Ty pulled his cock from my mouth, and had no problem going inside me, even though I was still dripping with his friend's cum. By now, my body had adjusted to their size, and Ty could really give it to me good. Kennys cum almost acted like lubrication, so I was not getting sore at all. Ty lasted a bit longer, before he soon added his load to Kennys deep inside me.
As we were catching our breaths, Kenny asked if I was on birth control. We all kind of laughed at that - since they asked AFTER they both put their sperm inside me. I assured them that I was and that my husband and I were holding off on starting a family for another year. Ty asked "Does that mean we can keep fucking you for another year if we want??". I said yes. That just seemed to turn them on SO much. They got just as hard again and were ready for a 2nd round. We ended up going to one of their bedrooms where I was tag-teamed back and forth. I could not get enough. They got me into doing all sorts of dirty talking...about black cock..how I need it...how its so much better than my husband. I felt guilty for saying it, but it was all true.
For the next 7 months, when I would go do my daily jog, I would just run to the guys apartment. They would work on me for 1/2 hour or so, then I would jog back home. If my husband was home, it was not suspicious at all if I went and took a shower as soon as I got back, especially since I looked like I just had a good work out. He only got "sloppy seconds" 3 or 4 times after I was with the guys which I felt horrible for, but he never found out about my interracial 3some affair.
When my husband and I moved out of the complex and into our first home, I was kind of sad. I was so used to having that wild sex on the side with my two black lovers! I ended up getting pregnant several months later and I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. My husband and I had talked about names - and I told him I always liked the name Kenny. So - Kenneth Matthew it is. His name will always be a reminder for me of the best sex of my life.
I ended up timing my daily jog around the same time they were usually there, and I would just happen to slowly run right by them. I could tell by how quiet it got that they were checking me out, and it was flattering.
One day as I was jogging by the courts, there were two of them were shooting hoops, and one of the guys missed a shot. The ball ended up rolling all the way towards me. They asked for my help, so I grabbed it and instead of just throwing it back, I walked it to them. We ended up making some small talk, but the entire time my heart was just racing. One of the guys, Kenny, said that they were just about done, and offered me to have a beer with them. I kind of laughed at the idea....even though I am Irish, I am not much of a drinker. But it was a hot day, my husband was working a 2nd shift, so I figured having 1 beer with these guys would not hurt.
I remember how excited I was that first time, just to be walking into an apartment with two black guys. I usually have light beer if I do ever drink, but all they had was some kind of "ice" beer, and after drinking only 1/2 of it, it really hit me hard. I asked to sit down on their couch, and Kenny and his roommate Ty sat down on each side of me. I realized then I had taken things too far, and I told them that I should get going. Kenny put his hand on my thigh, and I tried to hide the rush of warmth my body felt at that touch alone. He said he knows I have been watching he and his friends play basketball, and then asked if I had ever had sex with a black guy before. I answered "no", and Ty asked..."what about TWO?". I knew then if I did not leave I could get into trouble, so I told them that I should not be there, and I tried to stand up. Kenny held my leg in place and kissed my neck...and I told them both that I could not do this, and that I am married. Ty said not to worry, and that my husband will never know.
By now, Kenny had kissed his way up my neck to my mouth, and it just seemed natural to open my mouth up to kiss him. I realized then there was no turning back, and the guys knew that too. My top and sports bra were off in seconds, and each guy took one of my breasts into their mouths. My nipples are very sensative, and to have them both being worked on at the same time was amazing. My hands found their way to their shorts, and soon I was rubbing their cocks through the fabric. I finally said "I want to see them"....and Kenny and Ty both stood up and pulled their shorts down.
My first thought was "oh my god". They were both bigger by far than any guy I had ever been with, and to have two dark cocks right there in front of me was beyond anything I could have dreamed of.
I had never been with two guys at the same time before, but it was natural just to take a cock into each hand and stroke them and take turns sucking on them. I was in heaven, and so were they. I could feel my pussy opening and contracting, as if it was preparing itself. I took my mouth off a cock long enough to say "I dont think these would even fit inside me", and Kenny said there is only one way to find out.
I let Ty pull my shorts and panties off, and since he was a little bit smaller than Kenny, I let him try to get inside me first. I told him to go slow, and he did. It took a lot of effort, but soon he was in me all the way, and it felt wonderful. Ty mentioned something about how tight I was and that my husband must be small. I ended up admitting that my husband was probably 1/2 their size.
After that it was a blur of black cock in my pussy, or in my mouth. I sometimes did not even know who was where. I would close my eyes and accept whoever put their cock into my mouth, and had my legs open for whoever wanted to go there. I had more orgasms in that 1/2 hour, than I probably had in 2 years of marriage. Kenny was the first one to say that he was going to cum inside me. He did not ask - he basically told me he was going to. Moments later I felt his cock spurting inside me, and I was happy to have his cum there. Ty pulled his cock from my mouth, and had no problem going inside me, even though I was still dripping with his friend's cum. By now, my body had adjusted to their size, and Ty could really give it to me good. Kennys cum almost acted like lubrication, so I was not getting sore at all. Ty lasted a bit longer, before he soon added his load to Kennys deep inside me.
As we were catching our breaths, Kenny asked if I was on birth control. We all kind of laughed at that - since they asked AFTER they both put their sperm inside me. I assured them that I was and that my husband and I were holding off on starting a family for another year. Ty asked "Does that mean we can keep fucking you for another year if we want??". I said yes. That just seemed to turn them on SO much. They got just as hard again and were ready for a 2nd round. We ended up going to one of their bedrooms where I was tag-teamed back and forth. I could not get enough. They got me into doing all sorts of dirty talking...about black cock..how I need it...how its so much better than my husband. I felt guilty for saying it, but it was all true.
For the next 7 months, when I would go do my daily jog, I would just run to the guys apartment. They would work on me for 1/2 hour or so, then I would jog back home. If my husband was home, it was not suspicious at all if I went and took a shower as soon as I got back, especially since I looked like I just had a good work out. He only got "sloppy seconds" 3 or 4 times after I was with the guys which I felt horrible for, but he never found out about my interracial 3some affair.
When my husband and I moved out of the complex and into our first home, I was kind of sad. I was so used to having that wild sex on the side with my two black lovers! I ended up getting pregnant several months later and I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. My husband and I had talked about names - and I told him I always liked the name Kenny. So - Kenneth Matthew it is. His name will always be a reminder for me of the best sex of my life.
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