"Glad you invited us!" replied Marcus, with a slight Caribbean accent to his voice.* "Your wife is gorgeous!* We've been looking forward to this all week."* Off came his pants, and he was standing there in only his boxer shorts.* He was tall, probably about six four, and with long dreadlocks, caramel colored skin, and a very nice build.* By what I could see going on at the front of his boxers, he was very excited by how things were starting out.* "Let's see if she likes me without my cloths" he said, already knowing the answer.*
He stepped around and behind my wife, and pressed his body against hers, making sure his swelling cock was pressed firmly against her lower back and the top of her ass.* A shudder ran through her body as she felt his bare body press against hers.*
Drake took this as his cue to break their lip lock and stepped away.* He immediately began to fumble with his belt buckle - from the look in his eyes, he was a bit flustered after his long make out session with my wife.*
Marcus didn't waste any time in getting familiar with my wife.* He reached around her body and cupped one of her large breasts in each hand, pressing his body firmly against her as he did so.* She pushed her rump back against him, tilted her head back, and moaned as she ground her ass against him.* Marcus leaned in and planted a deep kiss upon her moaning lips, his left hand sliding down the front of her body, teasing over her pussy.* My wife moaned louder into his mouth, then louder still as he began to work his fingers against her, massaging her through the already sopping fabric of her thong.* My wife by reaching back and slipping her hand into his boxer shorts, grabbing his cock.* Her eyes opened up in shock when she felt the length of it.* Marcus intensified his kiss and the attention of his fingers upon her, causing her to moan and then close her eyes again as she became lost in the sensation and growing excitement.
Drake had finished undressing all the way to the buff and was watching the two of them with a grin.* Drake was shorter, about six foot, and darker skinned then Marcus.* He was also built different.* Where Marcus was more lithe and toned, resembling a Caribbean stud, Marcus was bald and had very thick muscular build with just a bit of extra padding here and there.* His cock was also totally at attention - and from what I could see, my wife would thank me later for the dildo training I'd given her pussy.* Marcus was nearly as thick as her forearm and had to be about nine inches.*
"This is going to be fun!"* Drake remarked as we watched Marcus and my wife work further and further into a frenzy.* She'd gotten his shorts half off by this point, and he was grinding himself against her ass with slow but powerful thrusts.* "We are going to rock your wife's world" Drake said. * All I could do is nod.* I knew what a freak my wife could be when she got comfortable.* And it was already obvious that she was quite comfortable with her new boy toys.*
"Go at her boys, this is all about her."* I said just as she got Marcus' shorts all the way down, revealing his cock.* My wife wrapped her hand around it instantly and began to stroke up up and down with her backward grip.* Marcus had to be at least ten inches, and as thick as her wrist.* Marcus, happy to be free of his boxers, broke away from her kiss and bent her forward.* He then grasping her hips with both hands, positioned his cock between her legs, and began to dry hump against her sopping thong.* All she could do is moan, and push wantonly against the monster cock rubbing against her.
Seeing her bent forward, Drake got closer to her and stroked her dreadlocked hair.* My wife's eyes were closed as she was bent forward, hands on her knees, as she felt Marcus' cock moving across the moist fabric covering her hungry pussy.* Grasping his cock, Drake brushed it against her lips.* Her mouth opened immediately, and just like that she was vigorously sucking on his thick shaft, her right hand wrapped around the base of his cock, the other cupping his huge balls.* She began to rock forward and back, thrusting her ass against Marcu's warm body and pulling Drake's cock as deeply into her mouth and throat as she could manage.* My wife is a very determined cocksucker, and loves to deepthroat.* Drake figured this out at once, reached down and grasped her head with both hands, and began to rock gently toward her, helping her to take more.* She was in for a challenge today!
The scene went on this way for a good five minutes, the boys on either end of her having a good time driving her crazy with anticipation.* My wife was quickly working herself into a frenzy, and from the way she was pulling Drake's cock into her mouth, it was obvious that she was quickly losing herself in the moment.* The boys were also getting more and more excited and were already breaking a sweat.
"Ok, I've got to get some of her mouth."* Marcus finally said.* His breathing was heavy and his eyes dilated into black pools.* He pulled his cock out from between my wife's legs and gave my wife a little slap on the booty.* Drake actually had to force my wife's mouth off of his cock - she was in a groove and didn't want to let go.* She stood up and gave me a brief smile, her breathing coming in pants.* Her eyes were dilated as well, and her makeup was already starting to smear.
The scene was absolutely hot - my wife standing there in her stockings, thong, and bra while flanked by the two strong and very aroused black men.* She was speechless, panting, and a little shaky.* The boys already had a plan, however, and went right to it.* Drake got behind her and deftly undid her bra, letting her huge breasts free.* Marcus smacked his right hand against her ass and then knelt down in front of her on the sheepskin rug.* He pulled her toward him and began to lick and suck her sensitive nipples, causing her to moan deeply and clutch his dreadlocked head.
Drake was stroking his thick shaft as he watched this, my wife’s expert lips had already got his precum flowing and his cock was slick and rock hard.* He then bent my wife slightly forward with one hand and pulled her hips back and towards him with the other.* My wife widened her stance an bent forward a little more.* He eyes closed, her breathing ragged and punctuated with little moans as Drake licked, sucked, and nibbled upon her pierced nipples.
“This is where it really gets hot.”* Drake said as he pulled aside her little black thong and began to tease the head of his thick cock against her slick pussy lips.* My wife’s moans got deeper, the dual sensations causing her knees to weaken and shudder.* Marcus then stepped back, and together the boys guided her down to her knees.* Marcus then grinned, pulled up a footstool, and sat down with his long erect cock right in front of my wife’s panting mouth.* She dove right in, wrapping her lips and right hand around the fresh cock, pumping and slurping with abandon as her lust swelled within her.
“Fucking hot” exclaimed Drake as he watched her go at Marcus’ cock.* “You ready for this?” he asked.* I nodded, grinned, and took a sip of my scotch.* This was hot as hell and I was ready for one of the best shows of my life.* I’d be getting mine later.* Right now, it was all about my wife getting hers.* And how!
Drake pulled aside my wife’s thong again and worked two and then three fingers into her soppy pussy.* She began to moan harder, her mouth and throat full of cock.* Marcus was clearly enjoyed her oral skills and her excitement, his eyes were closed and he had his right hand on her head, guiding her up and down his shaft as she worked him like a pro.
“Lets see what kind of noises she makes now.”* Drake said with a wicked grin as he pushed the head of his cock against the opening of my wife’s pussy.* It popped in, just a bit, causing her to gasp.* “Yeah, this pussy is going to get fed today” he said as he pushed a bit more, the head disappearing within her followed by a few inches of thick shaft.* She gasped again from around the cock in her mouth, but kept at working it.* “Damn, this pussy is ready!” Drake said as her pussy hungrily engulfed his cock.* Then, grasping her hips, Drake pushed himself in to the hilt with one long, slow, smooth, thrust.
My wife’s gasp turned into a moan and, maybe, a little scream as she pulled her mouth off of Marcus’ cock.* Drake’s thick tool was buried within her, stretching her to the max.* She could feel the intense heat of his cock, it's iron-like hardness, even his heartbeat as his cock throbbed in time.* “Oh god!” she moaned as her pussy clenched around his cock.* “Its so thick!* I’m so full!”* She continued to gasp, willing her body to relax and take it.* Drake held himself firmly within her, the heat of her body and slick feel of her clenching pussy adding further fuel to the flames of his lust.* He knew she needed a few moments to adjust to his thickness, although he was impressed she could take is length to easily.
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