My black, Top Experience - Sex Stories

My black, Top Experience

... mouth) as an attractive thirty something guy came into the room.

He looked quizically from one to the other and then beamed a wide smile.

"Well darlings. Sorry if I'm interrupting something but the next viewing is at four and he's here already. Oh sweeties, I know how temptation can take over but it is my turn now. Can you hold on for a while or do you want to use the bathroom? Together?"

He was as camp as... well a.... camper van and I smiled despite my disappointment. Not my type at all.

"Look Regie, why dont we leave you to your viewing and we go sit in the car for half an hour," Markie suggested. "Then we can meet up again and you can watch while we finish off. What do you say?"

All this time he was watching me with those sexy, dark brown eyes and fluttering his long lashes. Then he licked his lips and bit on his tongue. Fuck I wanted him to bite me. Anywhere. Just so long as it hurt. My cock was straining again after the quick deflation and interruption but what Markie was promising made up for it.

We hustled out of the room and down the stairs to be met at the door by a macho looking tradesman. He was rough, tough and in his workgear. Yes and he had a tool belt slung loose around his slim hips. I smiled and pushed past him in the narrow hallway. I had to grin as he winked at me. His jean clad thighs were large and firm and the bulge in his crotch held a lot of promise.

"Mmm, is this your four o'clock?" I drawled. "If you need a hand just let me ...

... know. Anything. I'd be pleased to help."

"No it's ok. I got this one covered," replied the second agent, and he moved into the living area. "Come on Butch. I got a few interesting things you might want to see in here."

But Butch didn't go. He stood in the hallway with big black Markie on one side and little ole me on the other. Then I reached in and cupped his packet and he pulled me in for a kiss. His breath was stale but his lips were firm and hard. He kissed passionately and Markie quickly joined us. The hallway was soon full of sweat and testosterone. Men, horny men were groping each other and pulling and tugging on various body parts, mainly mine. We didn't know each other but we recognised the need.

"MMmmm oh yes." I mumbled.

Two fit tops were all over my body like a rash. Hands everywhere and lips and tongues searching and probing, licking and biting. Fuck yes, I was in heaven.

"Oh guys, don't stop, take me. Oh yes. Fuck me now, both of you. Rough and hard."

Markie, the black god in the tight suit, was pulling down my trousers from behind for the second time that afternoon. He had my arse cheeks in his firm grip again and was on his knees, tongue probing my pucker and mashing his face between my buns.

"No problem mate. I'm gonna give you the full treatment."

Butch, the workman, was pulling my shirt out and feeling up my chest and nipples. I knew they'd be sore when he had finished pulling and pinching but it was worth it. The sensation was ...