My New York Orgy - Sex Stories

My New York Orgy

... something, but she said that there’s always a couple of women that are into the brothas. I have to admit, I was pretty skeptical.” Mac was short and stocky and unshaven and he had a crooked nose that was hard not to stare at. But he smelled nice and he had a quiet charm to him. His skin was a light caramel brown and he kept his hair very short. He told me he was 36. I wasn’t really interested in fucking him, just to get fucked, but I wasn’t opposed either. After he saw my anklet though, I knew he was at least kind of interested. Finally, he said, “Want to go see what Clarence is up to?” I shrugged and he led me upstairs and we walked past a couple of closed doors. Over the time we’d been there, the party had grown to about thirty people and there were already moans coming from some of the rooms. The room Clarence was is in had its door open though and I stepped inside with Mac. Royce was there and I was surprised to see Rissa too, their Asian friend. There was also another guy and girl in the room that I hadn’t met. The room was lit with two lamps on dimmers down low and two candles. On the bed, my man Clarence was naked, looking as sexy as he always does. He was making out with Bella, who to my surprise was really hot with her clothes off. She was curvy and big busted with long fake nails and an ornate tattoo down the middle of her back and across her hips. They were kissing pretty passionately and she had one hand around his cock, stroking him slowly. That’s when I got ...

... jealous. I have no idea why. Maybe it was because I hadn’t seen Clarence with anyone else besides Anne in awhile. Maybe it was because I was slightly jealous of this woman’s wealth or the fact that her white husband was sitting there watching his wife fuck my man, which is something I couldn’t do when I’d been married. I don’t know. But I turned to Mac and said, “Wanna fuck?” He smiled and led me down the hall to another room. He started to close the door, but I said, “No. Leave it open?” He left it open half way. The room was dim and the bed had a plush red bedspread over the top. He guided me to it and said, “Sit down here on the edge.” Then he unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. He was uncircumcised and had a thick bush of hair at the base. He was about average length and girth, but he smelled really good. It’s hard to describe. Just his general smell was already pleasant enough. But his cock and balls, well, the smell was concentrated and it was intoxicating. I felt my mouth watering as he pushed it to my lips. I took him in my mouth, working my lips and tongue over him, getting his shaft wet. He got hard pretty quickly and I’d barely begun to really get into my blow job routine when he said, “Okay, I’m good. Not much into head. I like to fuck. Take off your dress.” I stood up and pulled the dress over my head and began to unclasp my bra. He looked me up and down and said, “No underwear?” Shaking my head, I said, “Clarence doesn’t like me wearing it out unless I have ...