The Three-Man Weave - Sex Stories

The Three-Man Weave

... was on my pussy, tongue sliding up and down between my slit as I continued to suck on Darrel’s cock. Malcolm, meanwhile, had gotten up off the couch and, what with my mind and body employed elsewhere, I had lost track of him until he grabbed my left hand, the one not currently in use, and guided it up to his cock. Without even a second thought, I began stroking him while sucking on Darrel. Now, you’ve all heard the rumors about black guys and big cocks. Well, I’m not here to prove or disprove any such claims, but I will say this: Malcolm is six-foot-ten; Darrel is six-foot-nine. They are big dudes. Their arms are big, their legs are big, their fingers are big, their feet are big, and, yes, like everything else on these guys, their dicks are real fucking big. Like, I’m sitting there blowing Darrel and, not only am I having to concentrate hard to open my mouth wide enough to fit him in, but I know when I’m going down on him, I’m not even getting a quarter of his dick in my mouth. And, being the gentleman that he is, he wasn’t forcing me; he was just letting me do my thing. Meanwhile, I’m stroking Malcolm and it seems like my hand has to go a mile and back just to do one lap on his cock. It was about time that I had serious concerns about being able to fit these guys in me. And then the thought came to my mind that, you know, there’s three guys here and I’ve got three usable holes; is it going to come to that? But, slowly but surely, D.J. began to put those thoughts out of my ...

... head as he was quite adept at using his tongue. As I slid down the couch more and more to meet him, he began to get more adventurous, no longer just sliding his tongue up and down between my lips. He had wet his fingers inside of me and now was beginning to use them to slowly massage my clit, while his tongue has lost interest in my pussy and had dove down even lower; he was now licking my asshole. Now, I’m no quivering virgin – I’ve had my share of sexual partners – but I had never had anyone lick my ass before. And, holy crap, what a sensation. It sent such a wave of excitement up my body that I momentarily forgot what I was doing with my hand and mouth. Darrel gently prodded me to continue, and I picked both activities back up, but D.J.’s activities were beginning to become a priority for me. Just his masterful work on my clit would have been enough to have me on orgasm’s edge, but his venture further south was driving me crazy. But, just as I rounded the corner towards an orgasm, it became pretty apparent to me that Darrel wasn’t far behind. As my focus on my blowjob duties began to wane in anticipation of an amazing orgasm of my own, Darrel started thrusting into my face and, after a handful of pumps, he pulled his dick out of my mouth and emptied his balls all over my face. This sent me over the edge and wave after wave of the most exhilarating orgasm wracked my body. There I was, stroking Malcolm off, with a huge spray of cum from Darrel covering my face while D.J. ...