Chapter 6

Thomas rose from the bed, removing his fingers from my wife’s wet slit, and walked over to me. “I think we’ll let you have one last taste of your wife’s sweet pussy before she gets filled by her first black cock,” he said as he extended his hand to my face. I smelled the unmistakable odor of Kim’s excitement on his shiny, wet fingers. Thomas slipped two of the long digits into my mouth, and I sucked her juices from his hand. “That’s the last time she’s ever gonna taste like that,” he told me. “From now on, every time she lets you lick her pussy, you’re gonna taste the flavor of cum from the last black man who fucked her. Now I want you to watch while I pump her full of her first load.”

With that, Thomas turned toward the bed, where Kim was now crouched on her hands and knees. Her pussy and her ass were fully exposed, and were pointing right at me. From my low angle on the floor I could see her distended lips dripping with lubrication as Thomas moved into position, placing the covered head of his large erection against her swollen sex. Kim groaned with pleasure as he slid the head along her opening, stroking it firmly against her clit, then sliding back into position for entry. His foreskin slid back and forth with his movements, alternately exposing and covering the head. The massive, dark organ pushed slowly, but firmly into her vagina, spreading the lips widely as it penetrated my wife. I could see his ass muscles tighten as he pushed deeper. Kim was starting to lose it, and was pushing back with her ass to take him in. She started coming when he had about half of the shaft inside her, and her bucking motion caused her cunt to shove hard against the base of his cock, taking him balls deep. She let out a shriek as he hit bottom in her pussy. Her arms collapsed, pressing her breasts into the bed while Thomas began deep stroking her cunt. With each thrust, Kim’s nipples rubbed against the sheets, adding to the tidal wave of sensations that were sending her over the edge. My wife was now coming continuously. Her eyes were tightly closed, her body was a limp rag, and her cunt was flowing like a river as Thomas pounded incessantly into her.

After what seemed forever, Thomas’s sweating body began to tense up, his shoulders and thigh muscles tightening with his impending orgasm. With a mighty thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, wrapping his arms tightly around Kim’s torso, and pressing his heaving chest into her back. The cheeks of his ass clenched, released, and clenched again as he pumped my wife’s pussy full of his semen. Then he collapsed upon her, thoroughly drained. I could see that both of them were breathing heavily, their backs rising and falling as they lay there together. Gradually, Thomas’s cock began to soften. As it did so, he slid his body backwards, pulling the still-swollen organ from Kim’s ravaged pussy. He stood and stepped toward Grant and me. Now it was my turn to taste cock for the first time.

Thomas moved to where his hanging dick was directly in front of my nose as I turned to face him. The familiar aroma of Kim’s excitement that coated his organ was tempered by the masculine odors of Thomas’s crotch and the sweat that was running down his body. The gathering of loose skin that was again covering his glans oozed their combined secretions, a silken thread of fluid ending in a milky drop of what had to be his semen hanging from the foreskin. “Get that,” he commanded me.

I extended my tongue, and caught the dripping liquid, lifting my face to collect the entire string. I slurped it into my mouth. Thomas move to the same position that Tony had taken before, but this time I was presented with a cock instead of an ass to clean. I began licking tentatively at the hang of foreskin, cleaning off the combination of Kim’s and Thomas’s juices. I could hear Grant’s tongue as he began to lick the crack of Thomas’s black ass. As I became a little more accustomed to the idea that I was going to suck this black man’s dick clean whether I wanted to or not, I found myself getting past my initial reluctance, and decided that the taste was not so bad.

The texture of his cock was fascinating on my tongue, especially the foreskin that was so new to me. I wrapped my lips around his still-impressive girth, and sucked the surface of the shaft until it was clean. Then I ran my tongue up underneath the skin to lick his cockhead. The flavor was more intense here where the fluids had been trapped. I tasted more of his semen than of Kim’s pussy. I even sucked out another small drop of his cum directly from the slit that was hidden beneath that skin. When I felt that the slippery secretions had been thoroughly cleaned from Thomas’s cock, both inside and out, I released the organ from my mouth, and moved lower to do the same to his scrotum.

As I was unable to lift the flaccid penis to get to all of his loose-hanging sac, I was forced to nudge my way there by using my nose. The manly odors seemed to be strongest at the juncture of his cock and balls, and I found this strangely exciting. I lapped at his balls until I could taste only his sweat, then he grabbed my head and moved my mouth back to the tip of his cock. He pulled me to him, slipping the length of the shaft inside my mouth, and held me there. A moment later, my mouth began to fill with his acrid piss. The sudden sensation caused me to jerk away, but Thomas held my head fast to his crotch, and continued to void himself into me. I had no choice but to swallow, and the act forced a little of the liquid to run from the corners of my mouth until my throat opened again to receive more of his golden offering. I could smell his sweating body, his cock, and his balls while I tasted his hot piss flowing over my tongue and down my throat. When I thought I could take no more, the flow ebbed, and I took his last few spurts before he pulled back to look at the shameless cocksucker I had become.

When he finally moved out from in between Grant and me, my wife was still lying on the bed, staring with obvious excitement at sight of her loving husband, who had just sucked clean and then drunk the piss from the black cock that had just given her the most exciting fuck of her life. Her legs were raised to prevent the loss of Thomas’s seed from her cunt, while her hand stroked the lengthening cock of what I assumed was going to be the next black man to make my wife’s pussy his own.

Chapter 7

I watched Kim spread her legs invitingly to this next young man, and he moved between them, positioning his cock to impale her on his rod. I knew he would soon be depositing the second of many loads of black sperm inside my wife’s womb. Meanwhile, having just taken her second load, Grant’s wife rolled breathlessly off of her latest lover. He stood and took his turn between the bound white husbands, giving me another chance to bury my face in a hot, sweaty, muscular, young, black ass. When both of us had sucked and licked him clean, and after Grant had swallowed his piss, he knelt down beside us, and pulled our faces into his armpits to lick them clean as well.

Things followed this pattern for what seemed like a couple of hours, until each of the women had been thoroughly fucked, taking five loads of cum each in their pussies. The black men had all been cleaned – front and rear – by the two husbands, and Grant and I had each swallowed the piss of five men. Thomas and his brothers were watching the whole spectacle while enjoying their cold malt liquor. Several of the young men were already beginning to stroke their recovering hard-ons. After Grant and I completed our duties on Kim’s last lover, Monica announced that it was now time for us to clean up our wives before they each took on the guys they had not yet fucked.

First, Thomas removed the alligator clips from one nipple on each of us. The sudden restoration of blood flow to my left nipple made it feel like it was on fire. Thomas then rearranged the clips so that he clipped to my left nipple the clamp that was attached to the chain leading to my right nipple. The same was done to Grant, and both of us grimaced and groaned with the agony. The two of us were then pulled apart from each other, and our wrist cuffs were separated from behind our backs. Thomas laid me on the floor on my back, with my hands extended above my head, where the wrist cuffs were then rejoined around the bottom of the post at the foot of the bed. Grant was laid out in a similar fashion, with his wrists cuffed around the other footpost. The cords still connecting our bound balls to our bound ankles forced us to keep our knees bent and raised.

Thomas then helped Kim off the bed, and placed her on all fours. Her legs and outstretched arms straddled my body so that her swollen, wet cunt was poised directly over my face. I could see cum smeared all around her lips and dripping down the insides of her thighs. Her anus was also covered with cum that had been forced from her pussy as each cock had been thrust deeply inside her. I licked up the trails of semen that trickled down her thighs as my wife slowly lowered her sodden snatch to my mouth. She held herself just high enough above my mouth that, by craning my neck, I was able to swipe my tongue over her asshole, and clean the globs of sperm that had gathered there. Kim then planted her cunt firmly on my open mouth, and I slipped my tongue inside.

With my nose nestled in the cleft of her ass, I inhaled the by now familiar aroma of man-sweat deposited there from the balls and crotches of five young black men as they fucked my own wife. As my tongue wormed its way inside Kim’s distended lips, I tasted the combined juices from all five of those men. My wife had cum so much herself that the scent and taste of her arousal were still very evident, but the bitter flavor of semen was almost overpowering. I lapped up the cum that was now beginning to flow from Kim’s pussy, and I felt her squirm and tense above my face. She arched her back, and pushed down, and it felt like she had opened the floodgates. My mouth was inundated with a river of cum that poured from deep inside my wife’s pussy. I swallowed again and again, but the semen kept filling my mouth. It coated my tongue and seeped into every corner of my mouth with its sticky, slimy texture. I kept licking and swallowing for what felt like forever, but finally I swallowed the last of it. I was just beginning to relax my tired tongue and throat muscles when my mouth began to fill again, but with a decidedly different flavor and texture. Kim had apparently decided that, if I could drink the piss from her lovers, then I could drink hers as well. I managed to swallow most of her golden liquid, losing only a small amount as I gulped down the rest.

Chapter 8

I lay on the floor, catching my breath after Kim raised her now clean crotch from my face. I turned my head toward where my friend Grant was lying, and I saw that he was taking just a bit longer to complete his clean-up duties than I had. I watched his body tense up, and saw his throat pulse as he swallowed Monica’s hot piss. I noticed that his bound, purplish cock was as erect as ever, and still dripping with pre-cum that now formed a small pool on his belly. I realized – and a quick glance confirmed – that my own cock was still in a similar state. I also realized that my bladder was becoming quite full after I had consumed so much fluid in the last – what was it? – two or three hours.

I asked Kim if I could be released to use the toilet, as I really needed to take a piss. She merely laughed, and told me to hold it. She said I was not allowed to piss until I had earned that privilege. Hearing our discussion, Monica asked Grant – who was now able to breathe again – if he needed to piss as well. She pressed her hand on his abdomen, causing Grant to pull his knees up in a reflexive manner. She then laughed and said the same rules applied to him. She made him lick his own pre-cum off of her fingers where they had gotten wet when she had pressed against his belly.

“Actually,” Monica said to Kim, “I think we might be able to relieve some of the pressure on the boys here, for a little while, at least. I’m sure those plugs up their asses are making it a bit harder to hold their water.”

Kim said that sounded like a good idea, so each woman grabbed the base of the plug that was firmly embedded in her husband’s rectum. Kim pulled the plug outward with a steady pressure, stretching my anal opening wide as the plug began to exit my body. The feeling was so similar to the act of taking a dump that my bladder involuntarily reacted by squeezing a small amount of urine up my urethra. Luckily, I was able to clamp down quickly enough to prevent a full flow from beginning, and the liquid simply thinned the stream of pre-cum that was already flowing from my cock. The act of clamping down also forced the plug from my anus. Kim remarked that the vibrating had all but stopped, so I must have worn out the batteries. Monica examined the warm plug she had extracted from her husband’s ass, and agreed that we had just about outlasted the Energizers.

He removal of the butt plug DID accord me some relief from the pressure on my bladder, although I was still feeling awfully full. I looked over at Grant, and saw that Monica was running her finger over his asshole. “We’ll see that this gets some more attention later on,” she told her husband. “Right now, though, it’s time I got my own ass stretched a bit. I think I’ll give you a good view of things this time – up close, and very personal!” With that, Monica resumed her squatting position over Grant’s face, then leaned forward so that she was on all fours with her clit poised directly above his mouth. I watched as Thomas moved into a kneeling position behind Monica, and began to rub the tip of his hard organ against her anal pucker. He slid the swollen head up and down the crack of Monica’s ass, and I could see the loose skin covering his cock move back and forth over the hard shaft. His balls were hanging practically in Grant’s eyes, and they rubbed across his nose with each upstroke. Then, just as Thomas began to press the head firmly against Monica’s asshole, my view was blocked by my wife’s thigh as she knelt over my face, straddling my head with her knees.

I looked up to find her pussy being lowered, once again, to my mouth. Behind her I could see what appeared to be Tony aiming his thick, dark erection at Kim’s anus. He began to rub his cockhead against the tight opening, wetting it with his own lubrication in preparation for taking my wife anally. I could not believe that this huge cock was going to fit inside Kim’s snug rear passage, and that I was going to be viewing this assault at point-blank range. Kim pushed her hardening clit against my lips while Tony continued to slicken her sphincter with his juices. I licked the length of her pussy, feeling Tony’s scrotum against my nose as I stretched to reach the hindmost part of her slit. I could smell and taste her increasing excitement.

Kim abruptly pulled forward, breaking contact with Tony’s cock. A thin string of juice dripped from the tip of his prick onto my lips. “I think you’re going to have to help me get ready for this big dick,” Kim said to me. With that, she lowered her asshole to my mouth. I began licking around her anal opening. I had done this many times before, but this time I could taste the precum of another man along with the flavor of my wife’s ass. I wet the outside thoroughly, then forced my tongue inside the hole, which was beginning to spasm slightly with Kim’s anticipation. I coated the part of her anal passage that I could reach with saliva until I could feel her ring start to relax a bit.

Kim then raised her hips again, pulling away from my probing tongue. Tony took advantage of the opportunity to slide his dripping cockhead over my extended tongue, and into my mouth. I licked his cock until the head was completely covered with a combination of my saliva and his lubrication. He withdrew from my mouth, and again took aim at my wife’s ass. Kim pushed her hips back toward the probing head, lowering her cunt to my mouth in the process. I slathered my tongue between her lips while I watched my wife’s ass open for Tony’s fat, black tool. I could taste Kim’s flowing pussy secretions, and smell the unmistakable aromas of her asshole and his balls at the same time. My nose was forced into the juncture of his cock and Kim’s anus while my mouth worked on her juicing slit. Tony’s heavy balls draped across my brow as he forced more and more of his cock into my wife’s tight ass. He gave a final thrust, and sank balls-deep into her stretched opening while I watched from only inches away. Faintly, I could hear my wife moaning at the sensation of being totally filled. Her pussy was now practically gushing into my mouth.

Tony held his cock completely imbedded in Kim’s ass for a minute or so. Then he began to pull it slowly out. It seemed as though the huge organ was going to pull her anal passage inside out. When he had extracted about half of his meat from her ass, he thrust forward again, pushing until his balls slipped across my nose, and were mashed against her smooth vulva. After a few more slow strokes, Tony started fucking my wife more vigorously. I could tell from the way she was moving her hips that she was seriously getting into this. Tony’s pumping motions caused his balls to begin swinging in their loose scrotal sac. They would brush my face with each backstroke, and slam into Kim’s pussy as he rammed his cock home. I began tonguing his balls whenever they made contact with Kim’s wet pussy, and even managed to lick his shaft a bit as it pulled out of her asshole.

Then Kim shifted her body again so that her asshole was presented to Tony for the deepest penetration possible. I concentrated on sucking and nibbling her erect clitoris while she seemed to get more and more out of control. She began to spasm with one orgasm after another, flooding my face with her cum, while Tony continued to thrust his huge dick powerfully into her asshole. Finally, he buried himself in her anus, and held it there while I watched him pump his semen deep into my wife’s bowels.

After a few minutes of trying to catch their breath, my wife slid forward, expelling Tony’s softening cock from her anus. Knowing what was expected of me, I opened my mouth to receive his organ for cleaning. Fresh from her hot asshole, Tony’s cock was covered with his slimy cum. It smeared on my lips as I took him in, and he even managed one last pulse of cum directly onto my tongue. The taste of both his cum and my wife’s asshole was overwhelming. I ran my lips and tongue over his swollen meat until I had removed every drop of cum from its surface. As soon as I had swallowed all of the slime I could find, Tony released a torrent of piss into my mouth. I gulped it down until the stream slowed, at which point Tony pulled his dick from my mouth, squirting the last few shots of piss across my face and chest.

After Tony stood, I looked at my wife, who was still on her hands and knees, straddling my torso. Her anal ring was swollen, and white smears of cum coated the area between her anus and her pussy. As she began to slide her ass back toward my face, I tried craning my neck so that I could lick the cream from her asshole. Before I could reach her with my tongue, however, another long black cock appeared above me. This guy rubbed the head of his erect organ in the globs of cum that I was trying to reach, lubricating himself for my wife’s next anal penetration. Since Kim had not slid all the way back to my face, my view of this assfuck was blocked by her new lover’s body. All I could really see was his anus as he positioned himself to shove his cock into Kim’s back passage. I could feel the huge ballsac that was dangling on my open mouth, so I extended my tongue for a taste. As I licked the front side of the sweaty scrotal skin, I felt him thrust forward, siding his balls the across length of my tongue, and slamming his cock firmly into Kim’s ass. From this vantage point, I could easily see him clenching his butt muscles with each thrust as he began fucking my wife in earnest. I tilted my head back, and found that I could reach his musky anal ring with my tongue. By now, Kim was apparently thrusting her ass back to meet each of his strokes. The additional weight forced his ass downward onto my face. My nose was completely buried in the cleft between his muscular cheeks as my tongue played across the puckered opening. I felt his asshole begin to spasm with his arousal, although I’m not sure whether this was a reaction to my licking or to the hot asshole that was sliding up and down his cock. Regardless of the cause, I took advantage of the flexing action of his sphincter, and slid my tongue into his rectum. The spasming seemed to increase immediately. Of course, I had had my tongue buried in his asshole earlier, but this time he was in the throes of fucking my wife, so his reaction was much more pronounced. I could feel his pucker relax and tighten with each stroke, and he started to press his ass ever more firmly onto my mouth. Finally, with my tongue deep in his asshole, I felt him give a final lunge. His sphincter clamped down hard on my tongue, and I felt each pulse of his body as he pumped jet after jet of hot semen into Kim’s body.

When he finally relaxed, he slid backwards to feed me his spent cock for cleaning. I sucked the juices from his shaft, then swallowed the piss chaser before he stood up, only to have yet another black cock take up position behind my wife’s now gaping anus. This continued until Kim had taken a load from the remaining three of our guests. Her final lover seemed to last forever before unloading his seed from his fat, uncut tool. When he was done, I again sucked his cock clean, taking the time to lick thoroughly under the foreskin before swallowing his hot load of urine. He stood, and I looked down at my wife’s open anus, from which a steady trickle of semen was now dripping.

Kim again slid backwards toward my face, and planted her ass firmly on my mouth. I licked the stream of cum that had leaked out, swabbing my tongue across her sensitive perineum to her asshole. As I began to ream her anal ring, the sphincter muscle contracted, and began to spasm. I sealed my lips around the puckered opening, sucking and licking up the seed that I found there. With each spasm, a bit more of the tangy goo seeped from her rectum to be sucked up by my mouth. With the assistance of a couple of the young black men, Kim raised herself to sit upright on my face. I felt her body tense as she began to bear down with her abdominal muscles. Her anus tightened against my seeking tongue, then squirted an enormous amount of sticky male cum directly into my mouth. I swallowed quickly as she forced several more jets of sperm onto my tongue, flooding my mouth completely with the pungent slime. When she had deposited the last of her lovers’ seed, I slid my tongue into her rectum to clean out any remaining traces, sucking hard as I did so, to be sure I got it all.

At last, Thomas and one of his brothers helped Kim up. They stood over me as I lay there gasping. With every deep breath, my senses were assaulted with an unbelievably arousing mixture of odors: hot black cocks, well-fucked cunts, male and female assholes, cum, piss, my own sweat, my wife’s familiar perspiration, and the sweaty aroma of a roomful of muscular, young black men, hot from the exertion of repeatedly fucking the wives of my best friend and myself. Kim and Monica both looked exhausted, their bodies drenched with sweat, and their vulvas swollen front and rear. Grant lay on the floor, also gasping for breath. His sweat- and piss-covered chest was heaving, and he appeared to be in some discomfort. He looked up at his wife, and said “Honey, I need to piss something awful.”

Chapter 9

It was then that I was reminded how full my own bladder had become. I looked down toward where my aching cock still pulsed in full erection, and noticed that my belly was swollen outward beneath the purple head. I looked up at Kim with a pleading expression, and both women just laughed. “I guess the two of you need some relief, then,” said Monica. “Let’s see which one of you needs what kind of relief, and who needs it the most.”

Monica then leaned down, and released the cuffs from Grant’s wrists. I hoped that my wife would do the same for me, but instead, she walked to the refrigerator, and poured two large glasses of wine. She handed one to her friend, and together, they helped Grant up to a sitting position. He grimaced with the added pressure on his bladder. “Let’s have a contest,” suggested Monica to Kim. “I think we’ll let one of them cum, and the other one can piss, but it is going to be up to the two of them to determine which one gets to do what. I guess it would be a good idea to get those cockrings off of them first.”

Kim leaned over to unsnap the leather strap that encircled the base of my erect organ while Monica did the same for her husband. Monica then positioned Grant on his hands and knees, and told him to crawl over to me, and straddle my body so that we were in the sixty-nine position. My friend moved, somewhat gingerly, into the position ordered by his wife. In this position, the cord that still bound his balls to his ankle bindings pulled his scrotum so tightly that it forced his cock to point straight down at my mouth. I could smell the wet head of his excited penis underneath the folds of skin that enveloped it. Meanwhile, my own hard cock was sticking up in his face.

“OK, now boys, here are the rules: The two of you are going to suck each other until one – and ONLY one – of you comes in the other’s mouth. The minute the first one gets his rocks off, he must stop sucking on the other one. The one who takes the other’s load must swallow all of it. If you successfully swallow the entire load, and lick your friend’s cock completely clean, then you will be allowed to piss to your heart’s content.”

“Now here is the downside of being the first one to come,” Monica continued. “After you finish feeding your load of semen to your best friend, you will take his cock into your mouth again, and allow him to fill you with his hot piss. Just as he swallowed your load, you will swallow every drop of his piss. That will leave one of you still building up to a bad case of blue balls, and the other with his belly full of the piss from everyone in this room. You can start now.”

I felt Grant’s hot mouth envelop my dick as I took his into my own mouth. As urgently as I needed to relieve my bladder, I was sure I could make his cock shoot first. I pushed his foreskin back with my lips, and started licking furiously at the underside of his exposed head. The flavor of the precum that had been trapped underneath the extra skin coated my tongue, adding a slightly sweet character to the aftertaste that was left from the load of semen I had sucked from Kim’s ass. At the same time, I could not ignore the sensation of Grant’s mouth and tongue on my own cock. As he sucked, his head was pushing against my knees, causing the cords around my ankles to yank downward on my balls. Suddenly, my friend took unfair advantage of the fact that his hands were free. I felt his finger rub lightly over my anal opening, which caused me to clench my sphincter in an involuntary response. The additional stimulation generated a feeling deep inside my groin that I knew I could not control for long.

I redoubled my efforts at licking Grant’s thick organ, hoping to push him over the edge first. Then I felt his finger begin to push slowly inside my ass. As hard as I tried to expel the probing digit, he kept forcing it deeper into my rectum. When he made contact with my prostate, I lost control altogether, and came violently inside my best friend’s mouth. My ass closed tightly around his finger as my cock swelled and jerked against Grant’s tongue. I released his cock from my own mouth as I dropped my head back to the floor, crying out loudly with the intensity of my orgasm. I felt Grant’s throat muscles convulsing as he struggled to contain the seemingly endless quantity of semen that was being pumped into his mouth. He swallowed as I continued to spray my seed, until at last my spasms stopped.

I felt the finger slip gently out of my anus while Grant used his tongue to clean the remnants of my orgasm from my softening cock. As I regained my senses, it dawned on me that, although I had relieved the tension in my balls, I had essentially lost the contest. My bladder was still aching for release, but I would now be forced to double the pressure on it by acting as a human urinal for my friend.

“Well, it looks like we have a winner,” came my wife’s voice. “Will Grant be able to pee with a hard-on?” In answer to her question, Grant lowered his still-swollen cock to my lips, and pushed the head into my mouth. I felt the opening at the tip swell slightly, and almost immediately a hot river of urine erupted onto my tongue. I swallowed the acrid liquid as quickly as I could, but there was no way I could keep up with the torrent. With each gulp, a bit of his warm piss spilled over my lips, running down my cheeks and over my chin. I was afraid that the flow would never end. It seemed to last forever. Finally, it slowed, and I was able to swallow without losing any more of it. When he finished with the last powerful spurts, I licked the remaining drops from his slit, and released his penis from my mouth.

“My God! He’s still hard!” exclaimed Kim. “I suppose he really needs to cum by now. Why don’t we reward him for winning the contest by letting him have a good fuck?” she suggested.

“My thoughts, exactly,” replied her friend. “You said you wanted to see how well he can use that fat cock of his, so let’s let him demonstrate his ability for you.” The women maneuvered Grant to a kneeling position on the floor. He was facing me with his knees against my asscheeks, his hard cock jutting out above my upturned perineum. In this position, my feet were pressed against his upper chest, which caused the cord attached to my scrotum to pull taut. When he moved to aim the partly covered head of his organ at my asshole, his chest pushed my feet upward. The pressure on my balls was painful, but stimulating.

I felt the slick head of Grant’s penis begin to force its way past my anal ring. After the reaming my hole had received from the vibrator, followed by Grant’s finger fuck a few minutes before, my ass was actually aching for another penetration. My friend seemed to take pity on me, and eased the shaft slowly into my body. When he was fully embedded, I could feel the coarse hair at the base of his cock brushing against my crack. Amazingly, I could not feel his balls against my ass. He pulled back out a bit, then started a slow fucking motion, the head sensuously stroking my prostate as it moved back and forth. “Come on, now, honey, fuck him hard!” ordered Monica. Her husband picked up the pace a bit, but he still did not go at my ass in a frenzy. As Grant’s strokes increased in tempo, I wondered why his balls were not slapping against me each time he rammed it gently home. It was at about this point that I – and apparently his wife – realized the reason for Grant’s relatively gentle approach to his first manfuck. With each forward thrust, Grant’s balls were being pulled by the cord around his ankles, just as the pressure from his chest was causing my balls to be stretched. The harder he fucked me, the more pain he would inflict on his own balls.

“We don’t want to see a romantic encounter between the two of you!” Monica barked at her husband. “I don’t care how much it might hurt your pitiful nuts! I want to see you ream his ass good!” She grabbed the arm of the well-hung black stud next to her, and pushed him toward her husband. “My little pussy of a husband apparently doesn’t know the proper way to fuck a white man’s ass!” she told him. “Get over there and show him how a real man fucks another guy!”

The young black man stroked his cock to a full erection, and knelt behind my friend. Suddenly, my knees were forced down to either side of my chest as Grant’s shoulders were pushed forward and down. My scrotal sac was pulled tightly around the aching orbs inside, and pain shot though my groin. Although I wasn’t in any condition to notice at the time, I am assuming that my friend was being repositioned to give his assailant maximum access to his target. Grant cried out as his anus was speared by the large phallus. I felt his cock being forced harder and deeper into my rectum as the black organ was slammed into his rear passage. A steady, hard-thrusting rhythm was quickly established. With every stroke of the black cock into Grant, his cock plunged viciously into the depths of my asshole. At the same time, my balls felt as though they would be pulled out of their sac. From Grant’s cries, it was obvious his gonads were suffering a similar torment.

Grant suddenly arched his back as his hard dick finally gave into the sensations assaulting every sexual nerve in his body. He pumped his seed deep inside my ass while the black stud behind him kept up his anal attack. Noticing that her husband had gone limp – in more ways than one, Monica told the black guy to stop fucking him for a minute, and pull his cock from Grant’s hole. As he did so, Grant slid away from my sore and swollen ass. He flopped onto his back, sweaty and exhausted, his spent cock leaking cum onto his heaving belly. Now my wife spoke up: “OK, now why don’t you give my husband the rest of what you started with Grant.” The black guy smiled at her, and moved to my ass.

“Please, Kim!” I begged her, “I can’t hold it anymore! If he shoves that thing into me, I’m going to piss all over the place!” The stud paused, and looked questioningly at my wife.

“Fuck him!” she ordered. Although my anus had to be wide open and slippery with Grant’s cum, I could still feel the sphincter stretch to accommodate this guy’s enormous girth. Kim moved to my side as she watched the huge shaft invade my ass. She grabbed hold of my flaccid, yet swollen cock with one hand, and pressed on my belly with the other. “I bet I’ll be able to feel his cock inside of you from here,” she said. The pressure from her hand, coupled with the thrusting cock inside my rectum overloaded my bladder. As my piss began gushing from the tip of my penis, Kim aimed the shaft so that the flow was directed at my face. She pulled the cord around my scrotum, and I opened my mouth to groan in pain. Kim made sure I filled my mouth before she redirected the gushing liquid to shower my entire torso. Meanwhile, the enormous shaft that filled my ass was pounding away. I finally felt the pulsing that signaled my assailant’s release in the deepest recesses of my body as my cock spurted the last of my golden liquid onto my chest. When the long cock was finally pulled from my asshole, I was forced to clean it thoroughly while Grant’s face was pushed to my anus so he could lick me clean.

The remainder of the weekend is still pretty fuzzy in my memory. I know that both Grant and I watched our wives each take on as many as three black cocks at a time until nobody could get it up anymore. We both sucked every cock there numerous times, had our assholes fucked until they were raw, and drank loads of recycled malt liquor. We cleaned spent dicks, overflowing pussies, and assholes, both black and white. We licked sweaty armpits clean, and showered each other with piss whenever our bladders reached their limits. By the time the weekend was over, we both knew that this was only the first of many such weekends. We still get together with these same guys, plus an ever-changing assortment of other black men that our wives have recruited over time. Our wives can’t seem to get enough black cock to satisfy them, and we are always there to service everyone. Our lives have changed completely since that first weekend, and I don’t think we would go back if we could.

Source: Literotica: Fetish: What She Really Wanted