It's not that Professor Avery was a dumb man, he was just very naive when it came to malice. His students would pull mean pranks on him and he would fall for their tricks every time. It was as if he walked through life with rose colored lenses over his blue eyes. That day, the prank the students played on him went too far. The firecrackers hidden in his desk drawer were activated when he opened it causing loud explosions and sparks that landed set his papers on fire. The smoke alarm and water from the automatic sprinklers filled the room. Students ran out leaving the mortified teacher to deal with the aftermath. Classes were cancelled and he was strongly advised by the college's administrator to take the rest of the day and go home. Soaking wet and sporting a sign stapled to the back of his shirt collar that read "kick me", he got in his car.
In a pick up truck, Esteban and Djimon talked as they pulled off the freeway.
"I was not surprised she asked me to bring a bud along. This woman is a freak! Everybody in the neighborhood has taken a turn on her. Loves big cock and cum," Esteban said to his friend.
"So just like that? No strings attached, no taking her out or playing nice, just straight up hit it and move on? Is she ugly or something?" Djimon asked still incredulous.
"You'll find out man. We're almost there, turn left at the stop sign," he responded.
Inside the house Kerry lounged on the couch of the family room, half watching a show on TV, while she rubbed lightly over and over between her legs. She always grew impatient when one of her many lovers was not on time. The saucy twenty eight year old brunette looked at the clock on the wall one more time, only adding to her frustration. A matching bra and panties set was all she wore. Her natural beauty didn't need much help but she enjoyed the ritual of applying mascara and bright crimson lipstick. It always seemed to trigger her appetite for sex. To console herself, she caressed her large perky breasts through the fabric of the lace silk black bra. Her tiny waist contrasted her wide hips were two of the features men always found irresistible on her. She played with herself as she closed her eyes, excited to find out what Esteban's friend looked like. The brunette pictured him with ebony skin, powerful muscles and a wide bright smile. She wasn't wrong.
Esteban and Djimon became friends in the army but now owned a local gym. The two had an affinity for seducing their clients. Ernesto's weapon of choice was using his exaggerated Spanish accent and deep voice, which were so appealing to the bored housewives. His friend liked using his quick wit and charm to impress the ladies instead. Djimon parked the truck on the driveway and the two tall men made their way to the front door. Ernesto knocked loudly overlooking the doorbell. Kerry jumped to her feet awakened from her day dreaming by the noise. She slipped on a pair of black high heel shoes before rushing to the door to greet them.
"What took you so long? Mama needs attention!" she scolded Esteban as if the only reason he was put on the earth was to attend to her needs.
"Take it easy, Kerry. At least let me introduce you to my friend Djimon!" he said in response.
"Hi, you're as handsome as I imagined," she said, provoking a grin on the young man's face.
"It's nice to meet you, Kerry!" he said in his most gentlemanly voice.
"Okay, can mamma get some now?" she asked.
Esteban was accustomed to her impetuous remarks and demanding tone. Djimon, however, was surprised at her bossy attitude. The woman was a sex addict, just like his friend said. He walked over to her grabbed her by the back of the neck and planted his thick, fleshy lips on hers. If she was that a wild cat, he would tame her like one, he thought to himself. She liked the bold move and responded by parting her lips to accept his tongue. Esteban approached her from behind, used his hairy, coarse hands to grab her waist and pulled her onto his groin. He wanted her to become aware of the stiff member that was ready for her. She felt comforted. Being between two virile men gave her hope that they might quench her thirst for feeling manhandled.
She took her lovers by the hand and led them into the master bedroom. Filled with excitement and anticipation, she jumped onto the unmade bed. She was a beautiful woman but a terrible homemaker. As she settled in with her back against the pillows, she pulled her panties off and tossed them at the two herculean men. Djimon caught them mid air and gave them a sniff as he looked at her squarely in the eye.
"Now you two do it. I want to see what you got for me!" she said commanding.
The two friends didn't need much prodding. In a flash, their matching muscle shirts with their gym's logo leaped off their body and onto the floor. Their sweatpants and underwear followed revealing their engorged massive flesh rods.
Her smile broadened at the spectacle developing in front of her. Esteban walked to the left side of the bed and his friend to the opposite side. This drove Kerry wild as she had to turn her head left to right and back again trying to decide where to start. Djimon was a novelty for her. As much as she wanted Esteban she had enjoyed him before. Djimon won. She turned to him first, reached out and grabbed the heft of his shaft.
The young black man liked the sharp contrast between her milky white hand and his dark circumcised pole. Kerry appreciated the weight of it on her delicate hand. It felt burning hot to the touch. Satisfied that Djimon had the right attributes to help her have a good time, she turned her head to the opposite side looking for the familiar uncut monster that Esteban had to offer her. She used her free perfectly manicured hand to peel the foreskin back and reveal the shiny knob. Her sex addiction started years ago. It came to her as a powerful wave that overtook her every thought of every day. It was only a fortunate coincidence that her husband was so innocent to her relentless cheating.
Professor Avery felt his car lose power as he drove down his street. His foot floored the accelerator pedal but the machine wouldn't respond. It was only then, he realized the fuel gauge pointed to empty. The cars behind him honked repeatedly. He looked at the angry motorists behind him and waved apologetically. The poor sap pushed his beat up car to the parking space twenty feet ahead. When he finally reached the spot, he endured the parade of motorists that shouted obscenities and flip him the middle finger as they passed by. The man locked the car and began the long walk to his house, under the hot summer sun.
Esteban rocked fucking Kerry's little hand. "Time to suck dick, no?" he asked grinning. The woman was ready to but because he had brought it up, she would punish him by attending to Djimon's cock first. She kissed the head of the black baton to clean up the shiny oozing goo at the tip.
"Damn. Go on, suck it" Djimon said as he used his thumb and forefinger to open her mouth and slide the head of it inside. The behemoth was welcomed by the wet, warm silkiness inside. There was no doubt she was well versed in stimulating a man's privates.
Kerry appreciated how different his colossal manhood felt compared to the professor's minuscule white prick. Sucking was always the threshold in her mind. It was a point of no return. The moment a cock entered her mouth, she would lose all sense of time, all inhibitions. She could feel the slut in her awaken with a voracious appetite. Djimon reciprocated her enthusiasm by pulling her long hair back into a ponytail and used it control her rhythm. He liked it fast almost violent and so did she. He used the power of his arm muscles to force himself deeper in her face with every thrust. Esteban was amused at the sight of his friend's face. He could see the fury in Djimon's eyes as he used the woman's head like a toy he wanted to break. To participate without interrupting, Esteban brought his hand to the pleasure spot between her legs. He rubbed the outside paying particular attention to the button. The man could tell that her advance was welcomed because she spread her legs wider to give him unrestricted access.
As he had many times before, he spanked the pussy hard and repeatedly. He knew that she enjoyed such rough stimulus. Her hand corresponded the assault by jerking his cock frantically. In her mind, it would be a fair competition to see who could bring the other into submission. Esteban made a valiant effort by sticking his fingers to pummel the untamable orifice. She hurt but welcomed the merciless attack. The man felt her squeeze his engorged organ with unexpected force. Her grasp and her frenzied stroking was taking him too quickly to a climax he was not ready to have. He stood down by backing away from her hand. Djimon witnessed the exchange and doubled his assault on her mouth in an effort to subdue the barbaric woman. She combated by using the hand that defeated Esteban to grab the black man's balls. She tugged on them as if she wanted to rip them off his body. Djimon let go of her hair and pulled his cock out of her mouth. Feeling that she had won the first battle, she felt emboldened to make demands.
"I want to get fucked now!" she demanded.
The professor sweated profusely. His white shirt translucent from perspiration. He saw a woman walking her Maltese dog in the opposite direction. Always a gentleman, he stepped to the side onto the grass and allowed her full use of the narrow sidewalk. He politely nodded to which she responded by looking at him in disgust because of his disheveled appearance. The man felt hurt by the ingratitude of the fat woman. Always an empath, he thought to himself that she was probably having a bad day and forgave her immediately. He felt proud for thinking positively. He took the sidewalk again and marched on. A few feet away, he felt himself step on something soft and sticky. He looked down to discover that he had stepped on a foul smelling gift that the woman's dog had left behind. The man looked around to make sure no one was around, wiped his shoe as best he could on the grass and continued his trek home.
Esteban laid on the bed facing up as Kerry straddled him. Djimon saw his friend's brown uncut cock disappear into the depth of her pink cavern. The girth of the giant penis stretched her swollen labia. Djimon knelt behind her on the mattress. He savored the sight of her bounce up and down fiercely impaling herself with the enormous tool.
The brunette felt the head of Esteban's phallus crash against her cervix with every bounce. She loved the feeling of a man that big smash so deeply. Her mind flashed with pictures of the many men who had made feel that way. Djimon's eyes traveled away from the expanded pussy. They lingered for a second on the smooth perineum until they landed on her sweet little pink hole. Esteban knew exactly what his friend was about to do. He knew that his black bud enjoyed nothing more than wrecking a beauty's bunghole. The black muscle man spat a gob of saliva onto the head of his dick before brutally invading the tight asshole.
"Argh! You son of a bitch!"cried out Kerry. The pain was mind piercing. It took a minute of relentless pounding before she relaxed the sphincter enough to accept the monster cock. She felt another painful attack when the head of Djimon's cock lanced through the second ring of her rectum. Loud yelps of pain and pleasure bounced off the walls of the marital bedroom. Esteban, skilled in bringing women to orgasm, grabbed the brunette's bouncing breasts. He brought them to his mouth and bit the nipples causing even more pain and pleasure.
Kerry felt a torrent of energy run through her body. Her eyes dilated and her breathing stopped. She ground her teeth together until the climactic explosion happened. A spray of love juice showered Esteban and the sheets below. It was only then that she was able to breathe again.
"There you go! I knew we would get you there. Are you gonna be a good bitch now?" Esteban asked.
