His cock is thickest right at the base, and with him buried deeply inside of me, that was the part that I was gripping as I came. When a cock is the size of James’, that whole initial entry, no matter how ready I am or how slowly and gently he goes (or even when he’d followed my husband on a previous occasion, my pussy already used and slippery with cum) it’s still intense – and by that I mean intense pleasure a hair’s breadth from pain, the burning stretch of adapting to him in length, but mostly in girth, riding that razor’s edge.
It’s good, though, so good, feeling so utterly filled, and, as had happened the last time he’d made that first entry, my toes curled so tight that, as my orgasm began to wane, I realized my feet were starting to cramp. His enormous phallus within me, the head of his cock tight against my ceiling, felt strange, but wonderful; had he been slamming into me, on the other hand, it likely would have been, at best, uncomfortable, possibly painful. Even then, though, my hips were on autopilot, thrusting up to accept him, as though if he had two more millimeters to give me, I might find a place to put it.
His balls were mashed against my ass, though, so I knew I had all of him in me even as I struggled once again to understand how I’d done it. I was already tight around him, but my body knows what it wants and tried to squeeze even tighter, causing him to groan and me to spasm violently. “Oh, fuck, James… you have a fucking huge cock!”
“I know, sorry… You okay?”
“Unnnhh, fuck yes! Don’t be sorry, it’s amazing. Fuck, that’s what that orgasm was all about, you know?”
He grinned and made some small thrusts and wiggles inside of me, and I shuddered, another orgasm just right on the edge of my consciousness. “I didn’t hurt you?”
“Hurt? No… not exactly; I came. Ohh, God… It’s intense, but you know. You’re good about not abusing your, um, gift.” I wiggled on him and then pulled my legs up and apart, my knees almost in my armpits, and my hips angled up so I could watch him take me. Seeing my tender pink pussy stretched around his dark girth made me moan. “Ohhh, God, Richie, look!”
“Oh, babe, I am!” He laid his hand on my tummy, as if to feel James inside of me, his rigid cock brushing my leg as he did so. “Feels good though, huh?”
I freed a hand long enough to run my fingers down his swollen, incredibly hard organ before fondling his balls, and was rewarded with a leap of his cock as it spasmed under my touch. “You can’t tell by my reaction if it feels good?” When he smiled and nodded, I said, “How about you? Are you enjoying yourself?”
He wiggled his hips so that his cock wagged happily in front of him. “What, now you can’t tell?”
“You’re incredibly hard, hon’, so yes, I think you are. I love it!” I squeezed down on the thick organ inside of me and shuddered. “Oh, James, fuck! Please fuck me now. I think my husband would enjoy that…”
He laughed softly. “Okay, you got it, sweetcheeks, I just wanted to be sure you were ready.”
When I gasped and looked up at him, nodding, that was the sign he’d been waiting for. He pulled almost all the way out, his impossibly huge, dark cock, veins bulging, streaked and glistening with my juices, and then slid back in with one smooth, perfectly paced thrust, balls-deep, and that pending orgasm stopped stalling and hammered into me.
“Ohhh, God! Oh fuck, yes, yesss, oh, I’m cummmiiing! Oh, fuck me, please… God, yes!” On autopilot, my hips thrust up to meet him, eager to get him as deep as he could go, staring at his dark, slippery cock pistoning in and out of me as I came and feeling his magnificent balls slap my ass with each thrust.
Almost as if from a great distance, I heard Richard groan, “Oh, fuck… fuck, I’m gonna cum! Fuck, I’m cumming, goddamn it!”
My head whipped around as I turned to stare at him, realizing that at his stage of intense, prolonged arousal, my orgasm had destroyed the last tiny bit of control he had. He had a grimace on his face that may have been pain, pleasure, or frustration – or some mix of the three – and he was gripping his cock so tightly in his fist, as if seeking to choke off the coming geyser, that the head of it was bright red and impossibly huge… and beautiful!
I said, “Richie!” and opened my mouth wide, letting him know where I wanted it, but he was just a bit too far away, at the wrong angle, and there was no stopping his orgasm at this stage! The first enormous string of pearls that blasted from him struck James on the lower abdomen and streaked across where we were joined, his cum like warm oil splattering on my mound, my pussy, and my tummy. The second hit much of the same area, and I felt James’ cock get greasier with my husband’s cum, sliding more easily into me with the additional man-lube.
Richard’s goal still my waiting mouth, the next rope of cum wrapped across my ribs and my breasts, warm and wonderful on my hard nipples, and the next across my neck, chin, lips and face, liberally slathering me with his pearlescent bounty – and then, finally, he had himself in my mouth, the sensation of him pumping and flexing as he filled my eager mouth and the taste of his cum adding an extra frisson of pleasure to my climax.
In the heat of the moment, I don’t know how many huge spurts of cum my husband launched when he lost control, but it was impressive! Four or five (maybe six?) onto our bodies, three more big ones for sure in my mouth, and then all the little bursts and dribbles of his waning orgasm as his cock, still pumping, ran dry. It was good that he did, because my mouth was full to overflowing, and when I let him slip free so I could swallow a large dollop ran down my chin. Even after that, it took me three swallows to get it all down – it was fantastic!
Before taking him back into my mouth so that I could enjoy the sensation of him softening, I looked up at him and giggled. “Holy shit, Richie! That was amazing.”
He looked embarrassed. “Yeah, sorry; I really wanted that inside of you, but watching you come like you did… I mean, damn!”
“Are you kidding? I would have loved feeling you do that inside of me, of course, but that – seeing you come… God, you know how I love that! That was huge, and the sensation of it on my skin, and my pussy, and my nipples, and you spurting in my mouth, fuck, hon’! That made me come so hard!”
“But you already were, that’s what set me off!”
“I was, yeah, but… You remember the movie ‘Spaceballs’?” When he nodded, I went on, “You grabbed the dial on my orgasm and turned it up to Super-Ludicrous Climax!”
He laughed. “Right past Ridiculous and into the Ludicrous, huh?”
I nodded. “Absolutely, Super-Ludicrous, even - you made me go plaid!”
James had paused fucking me – probably a good moment for a break – and now he laughed. “I have no idea what the fuck you two are talking about, but you’re crazy. Every time we do this, I wonder more and more about white folk’s sex.”
I grinned at him and squeezed his cock, which was still buried deep inside of me. “Old movie reference – we’ll dig out the DVD later while I give the weaker sex their necessary break. How’d you like Richie’s cumshot? Pretty amazing, right?”
He nodded, his eyes wandering over the glorious mess. “Fucking incredible, I thought he was never going to stop. Human fire hose right there. Feel good, dude?”
Richie gasped as I took his still sensitive, post-orgasmic cock back into my mouth before he replied, “Fuck, except that I didn’t want it to happen just then, it was fantastic! I felt like I was being turned inside out.”
James chuckled. “I would guess so! I mean, dayum! Look at this mess!”
Suddenly, without warning, he slid his cock out of me, leaving me shockingly empty, whimpering at the sudden loss, but then he started to rub it around on me, in Richard’s cum, using his big cock to spread jizz over my inner thighs, my groin, my mound, my tummy and even my boobs before he gathered up some pearly-white goo on himself and began to slide his cum-slick cock between my puffy lips, rubbing on my jutting clit. I shuddered and came – just a small one, but every orgasm is a good orgasm in my book. I had to let Richard’s shrinking cock slip from my lips again to moan my way through it, but I knew he’d give in back upon request.
Richard had been watching James run his huge, swollen cock over my body – and making me come – when he shook his head and said, “I can’t believe you can get that whole monster into my wife. I mean, holy shit! That’s a big fucking cock…”
James said, “I know, I’m pretty astonished myself – she’s a trooper though.”
I looked at them. “Guys, I’m right here! I can hear you.”
They both laughed, and James said, “Yeah, okay… so how about this?”
He leaned in so that his cock slid up and across my clit, making me gasp, and then pressed on until it was jutting up over my tummy, the thick ridge on the underside of his shaft, right where it faded into his ballsack, pressed to my sensitive clit, and his heavy balls lying against my pussy. I thought for about the millionth time about how balls are underrated, as sex organs go; surely I can’t be the only one that loves the way a nice heavy set feels in my hands, or slapping against my ass or pussy (depending on position), or the way a man groans – always – when you suck one of his amazing orbs into your mouth. Man balls definitely need a better PR manager and a new marketing campaign to extol the virtues of their wonderfulness!
I admired James’ surreal cock, slick with my juices and white streaks of Richard’s cum, and had to admit they had a point: How in the hell had he fit that entire thing into me? I moaned at the thought – I wanted it back – and began to grind my hips, humping myself against the underside of his thick meat. I spotted Richie staring at the proceedings and could almost hear his mouth watering.
“Look at all the beautiful frosting on that cock, would’ja? It definitely needs someone to lick it like a cupcake, but I can’t reach it. How about you, James?”
He stared at me. “Lick my own cock? No, I can’t – and believe me, I’ve tried!”
We all laughed, and I went on, “Hmm, who could we get to do that for you? I wonder who we could possibly find…”
We were both looking at Richie, who grinned. “Well, I suppose, if I must.” He leaned in over me to take James into his mouth, first licking around his head and toying with the foreskin, tasting me and himself in the copious fluids present, and then engulfing the head and perhaps three inches of James’ thick shaft.
His feigned reluctance, initially, was transparent. We all knew that he enjoys sucking a cock almost as much as I do, and that he’s actually better at some aspects of it, if not as playful. The pleasure on his face, and the visceral pleasure I knew he was receiving from the sensation of a hard cock in his mouth, were a joy to see, not to mention something I find very arousing.
James grunted with pleasure and began to gently thrust himself into my husband’s mouth – which, of course, meant he was thrusting against me too, and grinding his hardness against my stiff little clit. With my heightened state of arousal and the vicarious pleasure of my husband’s arousal, it took maybe six or seven of those before I came – again, not a huge, massive, life-altering orgasm, but a very pleasant and enjoyable one nonetheless, and it rolled through me like a wave, head to toe, causing me to close my eyes and tense up all my core muscles, curling into it, groaning with pleasure, my pussy spasming and seizing around a phantom cock.
When I opened my eyes, James was staring at me. “Did you just come?”
“Fuck yes! You couldn’t tell?”
“No, I figured. I just… Do you have a fucking orgasm when you drive on a bumpy road?”
“Oh, I wish! Wouldn’t that be fun? Maybe I’ll have the shocks taken off my truck, see if that helps.”
He laughed. “Jesus! You’re one amazingly horny chick – and I mean that in the best possible way.”
“Says the pot to the kettle – but thank you anyway, that’s the nicest thing anyone has said to me in the last five minutes.”
He grinned. “When somebody mishears something you’ve said, and they say, ‘Come again?’ I’ll bet you do.”
I laughed. “Jealous?”
“Abso-fucking-lutely!” He tapped Richie on the shoulder. “Speaking of which, between your talented mouth and your slutty, horny, sexy wife here, I’m closing in. You’d better quit if you don’t want a mouthful.”
Richard let him slip free with an audible pop, licking his lips before he looked up at me and then at James. “I’m perfectly okay with that…”
James grinned. “I know, me too, but I think this shy, innocent young lady has other plans for it.”
I nodded. “I do hon’. I need it in me.” When I saw a look of disappointment slip across his face, I added, “You can still have it afterward, you know. I just want to feel it, the way it feels when he comes in me.”
He visibly brightened. “Great point, I should have thought of that – and it’s actually even better that way, the way you always come too.” He grabbed James’ cock and guided it to the target, letting it slip through his fingers as James slowly reentered me, cupping his balls as his cock disappeared into me. It was easier this time, but no less intense or pleasurable, and I groaned out another orgasm as he went deep, his thick shaft stretching me open.
As I caught my breath afterward, I glanced at Richard, who was staring, entirely captivated by the sight of James’ dark, shimmering black shaft stretching my eager pink pussy open, my sex lubricating madly to welcome him. He was not only fascinated by the sight, but he was hard again, very hard, a fact I found both reassuring and exciting.
I stretched out a hand and touched him, sliding my fingers up his shaft. “Richie, honey, can I take this to mean you’re enjoying yourself?”
His eyes shifted to mine, but only for a moment before returning to where James and I were joined. “Oh, yeah, fuck yeah! You know me; I love to see you having such a good time.”
“I do, and I love you.” I was going to come again, of that I had no doubt; the only question was whether it would be me or James who got there first – not that it mattered, because I knew that when I felt him pulsing and throbbing inside of me as he spurted, I’d come then regardless.
I was finger-painting Richard’s cum on my skin, loving the scent and the viscous, slippery feel of it, when I ran my slick fingers over my nipples and… Ooohhh, that was nice! In fact, it felt so good that I gathered up some cum from my neck and the hollow above my collarbone onto the fingers of each hand and used it to liberally coat my nipples before pinching and tugging them, or merely bumping my fingers over their hard, rubbery nubs. The sparkly, tingly electric shocks it created in my breasts went straight to my pussy, and I came, wondering if James could feel the electric shocks sizzle through his cock.
When I looked up at him, he was grinning, shaking his head in wonder at my orgasmic abilities as he plowed his big cock into me. When he glanced at my cummy fingers playing with my nipples, I said, “Hey guys, two titties, no waiting!”
Richie caught my drift immediately, laughing as he bent in to suck the cum from my left nipple, the side closest to him. James grokked my meaning as soon as he saw what Richie did, and bent forward over me to partake of Richard’s cum on my right side, his cock plunging deep as he leaned into me. Their lips on my sensitive nipples combined with the lovely feel of cum and his cock filling me almost to bursting did it again, and I came hard, thrusting my hips up to take every bit of him, my clit grinding against his pubic bone, my pussy grasping and clutching greedily at his cock, impaled impossibly deeply.
Without even realizing what I was doing, I grabbed James’ head, my fingers tangled in his coarse, wiry hair, and pulled his face to mine, my lips meeting his and my tongue diving immediately into his mouth. I still had a lot of cum – Richard’s, exclusively – on my face, lips and chin, and even in my mouth, but James didn’t hesitate at all, meeting my tongue with his own before licking cum from my lips and cheek, eagerly lapping up the astonishing amount of cum that my husband had coated me with – and then he groaned and came.
I felt his cock swell within me, and then leap and spasm powerfully with the beginning of his climax. He groaned deep in his chest and held himself deep, the tip of his cock at the end of the tunnel – my cervix – as his muscles began to pump his semen into me, his cock pulsing and leaping with each powerful spurt, and the throbs of it sending me soaring into a powerful climax of my own – or maybe just an addendum to the one that had hit me only moments before. Either way, it was good. Really, really good!
I love the way a cock ejaculating powerfully within me feels, and while I often think I feel a warm, liquid, flooding sensation, I truly don’t think I can feel their cum spurting into me; what I can feel, very clearly, is the throbs, spasms, and rhythmic pulses of their orgasm, and I love it! Their cum… well, that I can feel when it runs out of me, as James’ semen was doing now, squeezing out around his thick shaft simply because there was no place left in me for his huge, edging-delayed load, and running down my ass crack, across my sensitive little star. And what a nasty, decadent, illicit, and wholly wonderful feeling that is! It almost made me wish for a nice, hard cock to slide into my ass on that warm, slick of fresh cum. But only almost…
As we both slid down the back slope of our respective orgasms, I looked up at James’ dark, handsome face, frozen in a grimace of lust as his cock’s spasms slowly faded. I wondered, not for the first time, why James continued to insist that he was straight. His willingness to play with Richard – he’d stroked my husband’s cock before, and loved having Richard and me tag-team him on blowjobs, or even having Richie suck him off while he and I played other games - seemed to indicate otherwise.
Too, he’d taken Richard’s cock into his mouth earlier, and by all appearances seemed to enjoy it, and now he’d lapped up a significant amount of Richie’s cum, and had gone down on me in the past after they had both come in me. All of those things argued against him being truly straight – I figured he had to be at least bi-curious, like I’d been until Gina and I had explored my feelings together (and I now loved loving a woman, although I still lean strongly toward the cock-and-balls-equipped sex).
Maybe it was just with Richard and me that James felt relaxed and comfortable enough to cross what he claimed were his personal boundaries, which, if true, made me feel very good that we had that level of trust and that close of a friendship! I’d have to remember to ask him, but now was not the time.
When James opened his eyes, he caught me studying his face, my eyes following a trickle of sweat that ran down his forehead. “You good?” he asked.
“Me? Yeah, of course! Why wouldn’t I be good? A month’s worth of orgasms in a single evening, two hung, naked studs at my beck and call, a big cock still inside, cum soaked inside and out… I can’t remember ever being better!”
They both laughed, and Richie said, “That’s my wife! Am I a lucky guy or what?”
James, still laughing, said, “Man, I love you guys. Is it any wonder that I always look forward to our get-togethers?”
Suddenly, I said, “Oh, wait! I did think of one thing that could make it better!” I grabbed Richie by the balls and pulled him toward me; not surprisingly, he came willingly. I took his cock in my mouth, thrilling at his hard heat and the familiar taste and feel of him, and moaned as I sucked before pausing to say, “There. Now God is in his heaven, and all is right with the world.”
James nodded. “Yeah, this is pretty much paradise. Hey, when are you going to let the two of us DP you?”
I stared at him, aghast. “The two of you? With these monsters? No fucking way! Find someone with a cock half the size of Richard’s, especially girth-wise, and we can talk.” In truth, I’m not a big aficionado of anal. I’ve never come from anal alone, and someone even as big as Richard can be uncomfortable; James was out of the question. My first boyfriend had been smaller than average, and with him it had been okay, but there were just too many things I liked better than a cock up my ass.
Richard said, “So if we can find someone with a skinny dick, then the three of us can make you airtight?”
I laughed, as he’d known I would. “That’s the dumbest expression ever, but it cracks me up every time. Okay, you find him, and we’ll talk – but I get first right of refusal; you two can arm wrestle over who gets my mouth and who has to settle for my pussy.”
James grinned. “There are no losers in that arrangement.” He moved, I clenched, and his cock, still huge but gone all flexy and rubbery, slithered out of me in a rush of thick cream, causing him to groan and me to gasp at the sudden vacancy. He looked down at me, checking out his recent refuge. I’m sure I was, for the moment, open and leaking furiously, as well as puffy and looking very well-used. He shook his head, smiling.
“What?”
“I apologize for the mess, but you look fucking incredible.”
“Oh, you guys are always messy. That’s one of my favorite parts.”
“I’d go right back in if I could…”
I laughed. “And I’d let you!”
Richie, his erection renewed by my talented mouth, eagerly said, “I can!”
