This Brown Sugar Journey of mine was slow to get started, then stagnated for several years, and then took off like a runaway train. After looking for my second black experience for over 7 years, in just a few months I had enjoyed more sex than most do in a few years. I had been made love to. I had been fucked. I had my mouth and throat de-virginized, I had even been fucked with a big, chocolate colored strap-on, and now two of the best had put their claim on my hole and on me. Black Cock Lover? You bet. I am there and I am not going back.
It had been over a week since Marcus had been by, and two weeks since I had seen Henri. To say that I was horny would be an understatement. I needed both some lovemaking like only Henri could give, and some good, hard, fucking like I have gotten from Marcus. I had thought that Henri could put down some hard strokes, but they were not nearly as ass pounding hard as those of Marcus.
On Friday, Henri called to tell me that he had to go out of town for the weekend and that he would see me next week. I told him that I was really hurting for his lovemaking. He promised to take care of me some day next week, but that if I needed it, he would tell Marcus to take care of me. I told Henri that what I needed was lovemaking and that Marcus only fucks me, and couldn't do what he does. He said to just get my hole fucked and he would take care of the love making later, and that he would have Marcus call me.
Sure enough, Saturday morning, Marcus called and told me that he needed some fucking, and that I needed to clean out my hole, and be at his place at two PM. He told me to wear some panties under some short shorts.
After showering, shaving, and cleaning my hole out with some Summer's Eve douche, I dressed and went to Marcus' new place. It was a nice house in a decent subdivision. When I got there, I saw an extra car in the driveway, and wondered who else might be there. Marcus invited me in, and introduced me to two of his friends.
One was 6 foot 8 inches tall, and when I asked, he said his name was Kendrick, or Kenny, and that he had been a college basketball player. His slacks were too loose to see what he had for a cock, but judging by the length of his hands, (I have always found that the distance from the furthest fingertip, to the end of the palm was the same as the length of a man's cock.), he would be well armed to fuck.
Marcus' other friend, Julius, was shorter but stocky, well built, and looked strong. He smiled as we shook hands, and then he tickled my palm with one of his fingers, making a kissing sign to me.
Marcus invited us to the sofa and chairs as he lit a fat joint. Taking a full toke, he passed it to Kenny who hit it hard, and then to Julius who also hit it. He then said that he wanted to give me a shotgun hit, and put the joint backwards into his mouth and with a hand on the back of my head, pulled me to his lips and he pushed a toke into my mouth that I inhaled into my lungs. As we did this, our lips met, and with his free hand, he squeezed one of my nipples.
That caught Marcus' eye and he said: "Julius isn't wasting any time. He said that he wanted to tap that white ass pussy, didn't he, Kenny."
Kenny replied: "He wants to open that hole for you and I brother. Eddie is going to get his ass tapped today."
Taking the joint out of his mouth and handing it to Marcus, he still had my head in his hands, and pulled me back to his lips. This time, as we kissed, he worked his tongue into my mouth. When I began to suck on his tongue, he let go of my head, and we kept the kiss going. From the way that he was working his tongue, I knew that he wanted to fuck me, and I found myself wanting him too. So much for my wanting to be monogamous. I was wanting to see what this guy could give to me.
Breaking the kiss, Julius said: "Marcus, my man, I want to take this bitch down the hall and get in the bed."
Marcus told him to get on with it, and Julius pulled me to my feet, holding my hand and walked me down the hall.
Going into the bedroom, he closed the door and turned to me. He said: "Baby girl, I am going to love seeing your pussy. It is just you and me for now. You can kiss me like you want to. Give me those lips."
Knowing that we were going to fuck, and that I had no say in that, I wanted to make it as good as I could. I began to unbutton his shirt and he pulled my t-shirt over my head and dropped it beside the bed. I took his shirt off and helped him out of his undershirt, as he pushed me to my back, and lay beside me to play with my tits.
He nuzzled my neck, kissed my ear and murmured: "Baby, you have nice tits and nipples. How did a skinny body like yours get something so nice?"
I told him about how an ex-wife had taught me to let others play with my nipples and that made me take it the same way a woman does. He bent his lips to one as he squeezed the tit on the other side. When he began sucking on the nipple, and chewing it, I became very aroused. We both had our pants on, but he had me raising my ass up off the bed with the attention that he was giving my tits. I explained that because of a medication that I have to take that my breasts had been growing for the past six months.
I couldn't resist trying to open his slacks, to get them off so I could see what he had to give me. As I unbuttoned and unzipped them, I said: "Baby, I need you in me. Please make love to me, please? I have some lube in my pocket."
He raised off me, and unbuckled my belt then unzipped my short shorts. When I stood to take them off, he saw my ass cheeks and the panties that I had over them. He let his slacks fall to the floor, and I could see a nice bulge in his boxers, as he said: "Baby, I want to open your hole, give you the ride you need, and feel you cum under me. I want you on your back so I can look at your face, but first, we need to lose our underwear."
As I turned, he playfully slapped me on the ass, and then pulled my panties down. I pushed his boxers down and caught my breath, seeing the thickness of his cock. He wasn't as long as Marcus, but he was thicker. I looked up at his face and said: "Baby, that is thick. Can you get it into me? I have never seen anything that thick. Oh my god, baby."
He said, laying on his back on the bed: "Get to know it, baby. Feel it, kiss it, and do what you want with it. We can put it in you later, but first, just get to know it."
Looking at it, I put the head into my mouth, and began to get it wet. It was much thicker at the top end of the shaft than it was at the base, and I wondered how it would feel inside me. Relaxing my jaw, I was able to push several inches of it into my mouth, but I feared that I might dislocate my jaw.