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A week had gone by since my boyfriend Tyler had told me he wanted to watch me have sex with a Black man. Tyler was 23, almost exactly half my age, and he was cute, sweet, funny, and a devoted lover. We’d been good together and good for each other for months before Tyler revealed his fantasy to me. I told him I was willing, but that I wanted him to take a week and really think about what this would mean to invite another lover into his bed to pleasure me. Tyler had hinted in texts and calls during his work week, but I refused to talk about this until we were face-to-face on our normal Friday evening to get together.
He picked me up at my apartment around 7PM, like most weeks. He was excited and nervous. Tyler asked if I would mind if we just went to his place and ordered takeout? I didn’t mind. We made small talk on the short drive to his place.
Tyler usually was ready to get me in bed after a work-week apart, but tonight as I said he was nervous. We sat on the couch and I asked him straight away if he had made his decision?
Tyler looked away, swallowed hard, and then he asked me – “you won’t fall in love with a Black man and leave me, will you?” I hugged him close and said of course I wouldn’t, that the encounter would be casual sex only, just pleasure for us all. He suggested then that we plan the fun for that weekend, and I said we should go clubbing Saturday night and try to find a likely partner for me. Tyler and I ended up cuddling and talking for the rest of Friday evening, and we went to sleep early.
We spent Saturday making plans and getting ready. In the afternoon Tyler drove me back to my home so I could doll up. I chose a blouse that would show-off my cleavage, a miniskirt and fishnet leggings, and sexy heels and jewelry that I could dance in. Tyler looked cute in a nice button-down shirt and expensive slacks.
We had chosen a club in a bigger town than where we lived, and we had decided to get a hotel room to enjoy any encounter we found. It seemed easier and safer that way.
The club was one we had enjoyed before, no problems there with my being Trans. Tyler paid the cover and got us some drinks, just soda water for me, I don’t do alcohol, and within minutes I was dancing with some girls we saw looking at us. I love to dance, I can go all night and men especially respond when they see me on the floor. I dance from my hips, feeling the music, and several men asked me to dance with them.
Tyler sat at a table, looking around more. My sixth dance partner of the night was a tall, late-20-something Black man, very cute, with natural hair and a great style. I really enjoyed dancing with him, he had some great moves. I glanced back at where Tyler was sitting and Tyler grinned boyishly at me. This guy could be the one.
I introduced myself to my dance partner, his name was Randall, and we had a spark of chemistry between us. We started grinding together on our third song dancing together, and after that song, Randall wanted to know was I alone?
I pointed to Tyler and said that I was here with my boyfriend, would you like to join us for a drink? I asked with my most winning smile, and Randall agreed. As Tyler and I had planned, I excused myself to the ladies’ room as we ordered our drinks, so Tyler could bring up the subject with Randall.
After my restroom visit, I ended up dancing with a couple of younger girls, and I could tell Tyler and Randall enjoyed watching. Spontaneously, one of the girls, a mid-20s cutie with red hair, kissed me, and she and I made out on the dance floor for a few minutes. She was a great kisser. Parting with a wink, she said into my ear “that should get all our men feeling ready for action! Later, Love!”
I laughed, and walked over to the table where Tyler and Randall were indeed all eyes and looking excited. I sat down to join them, opening another button of my blouse and taking a long drink of my soda water. “Hi guys! It’s hot in here.”
Tyler grinned, and Randall said “it certainly is!” They each put a hand on my thigh as we sat, and I knew then that Tyler had asked Randall if he wanted to play. Finishing my drink, I asked them: “Would you boys like to go somewhere more private?” They did, indeed.
Long story short, Randall followed us in his own car to the hotel. Tyler was nervous but very excited, and for me I was ready to take Black cock and really turned on at the thought of being watched while I fucked this handsome Black man.
We had taken a room in a nice hotel, and I was ready for fun. I leaned into Randall’s embrace, and he started kissing me, deep soulful kisses, as Tyler moved a comfortable chair next to the bed, he was ready to enjoy the show.
I had wondered if it would be awkward to be touched by another man, but Randall was confident and I enjoyed his kisses and his touch. He opened the buttons on my blouse, discovering my pierced nipples with first his strong hands and then his mouth. I moaned as Randall squeezed one of my full breasts as his lips sucked a puffy nipple, taking the barbell piercing between his teeth for a sharp, delicious second, and I smiled as I saw Tyler sit up very straight. He was enjoying this too.
Randall was kissing my neck and my breasts, his strong hands exploring my body. He gently guided me down to my knees, where I couldn’t help but notice his arousal, a large cock bulging in his trousers. I opened his belt and fly to be rewarded by a 10 inch ebony cock, thick and veiny. “Ooh, my favorite!” I said, winking at Tyler, and then I kissed the length of Randall’s gorgeous shaft, licking it like a chocolate ice cream treat. I sucked on his balls, Randall gasped as I sucked on one, and then the other. I saw Tyler’s eyes go wide as I started sucking on Randall’s BBC, and Tyler scrambled to get his slacks off and free his own full erection as I concentrated on giving Randall my best sloppy, spitty, blowjob.
Randall wasn’t the very biggest BBC I had enjoyed, but his size and girth were remarkable, and I had to work to get his shaft in my mouth and throat. I gave him eye contact as his cock entered my throat, and I gagged a little as Randall grasped the back of my head and started to thrust. I could feel his excitement building and he said “I’m gonna cum!” He pulled out and I kept my mouth wide open, tongue out to receive his seed. Randall climaxed with a shouted “Oh shit!” and his hot jism hit my face and tongue. I kept the eye contact as I swallowed all I could. Tyler moaned, and I saw him cum too as he furiously stroked his own swollen cock.
Randall sat back on the bed. I smiled at both of them as I finished removing my blouse, and then dropped my skirt and panties, leaving my garter belt, fishnet stockings, and high heeled shoes on. “OK boys, it’s my turn to cum now, don’t you think?”
Randall dropped to his knees in front of me and started sucking on my Sheshaft, and then Tyler moved around behind me, dropped to his own knees, and started rimming my anus. This was my first time getting oral from 2 partners at the same time, and I quickly climaxed, Randall licking my cum and swallowing it.
Randall was erect again, and he stood, moving to place me on hands and knees, and then he placed his thick cock at my love hole. I gasped and moaned as Randall pushed in, I hadn’t had such a large cock in almost a full year, and the stretchy feeling as the big head of Randall’s circumcised cock passed my anal ring made me cry out in pleasure. “Oh, you’re soooo big, Baby!” I said. I saw Tyler go pale, lust and fear in his eyes as he watched Randall take me. Randall was pushing, stretching me, grunting and thrusting until he was balls deep in my ass, and my eyes closed and my mouth opened in a silent “O” of pleasure as Randall fucked me. I couldn’t think, all I could feel is that huge Black cock stretching and loving my ass, pounding and pounding.
I was gasping, panting like a cheetah, and I heard Randall say “she’s so tight, Man! Her ass is tighter than any pussy I’ve had!” I opened my eyes to see Tyler once again stroking his own 6 incher as he watched me take that big, Black, cock.
Randall was in me so deep, touching and stretching places Tyler couldn’t reach, and I cried out again, “I’m going to CUM!” I felt the hot jism shoot, Tyler hadn’t, no white man could, made me climax by direct stimulation of my G-spot with their cocks. But Black men often could.
Randall got even more excited, pounding me even harder, and then he asked, frantically, “can I cum inside you?”
I said “YES!” and Randall groaned as he released another large load of hot semen, this time inside my ass. I gasped again, loving the feeling of his hot jism, and again as Randall pulled out of me.
I was still panting hard, and I saw Tyler with a desperate look in his eyes. “Take me, Baby”. Tyler moved quickly to penetrate me with his own rock-hard cock, my ass lubricated with Randall’s cum, and even though Randall had stretched me, I found that I was sensitized by the thrusts of that Big Black Cock, and Tyler’s 6 inches still felt amazing, maybe even more than usual as my anus was tinging after the intense loving Randall had given me. I gasped, and said “Oh Baby, it’s so good, Randall is so big but you’re so good”, and after a few more furious thrusts, Tyler came inside me, yelling out “Oh fuck!” as his hot semen mixed with Randall’s inside me.
All three of us were collapsed on that big hotel bed. We were satisfied, exhausted.
After resting awhile, I know Tyler fell asleep, I let them take turns on me again, and we went airtight, Randall in my ass and Tyler in my mouth.
Randall went home after his second climax. Tyler and I slept together, the room reeking of sex. Tyler and I agreed that the fantasy had been worth living out. We talked later of doing this again sometime.
(to be continued)