Jeanne finished work and drove to the apartment Jamison and Marcus shared. She shifted in the driver's seat in horny excitement. She was fairly certain she was going to be fucking a big black cock tonight. She just wasn't entirely sure whose.
She'd spent the previous night with Jamison, after he tricked her into giving him a hand and blow job at work. They'd met up that evening and all was forgiven, as he fucked her in every way she could think of. That included getting her tight white ass railed on the dining room table while Jamison's roommate, Marcus watched from a hiding spot. She'd been sure to give Marcus a show, and he responded by visiting her at work this morning. She'd learned that Jamison had been dishonest with her again, and she made him pay by forcing him to watch helplessly while she took Marcus' cock, which was a little bigger than his.
She parked and approached their front door. As she was getting ready to ring the doorbell, she heard a commotion inside. She tried the doorknob, and it was unlocked. She was shocked at what she saw as she opened the door.
Marcus and Jamison were rolling around on the floor, shouting and cursing at each other. A dining room chair lay on its side, broken, in one corner of the room. A picture had been knocked off the wall, and there was a hole punched in drywall on one side of the room.
"Hey!" she shouted. The two men stopped scuffling and stood, facing her. Jamison had some swelling under one eye. Marcus wiped blood from his bottom lip.
"What is going on?" she asked. They both started talking. Jamison then shoved Marcus and spoke.
"I was just letting him know what I thought of him putting the moves on you," he said. "And trying to steal you away."
Marcus shoved him back, harder, and said, "And I was telling him that there's a certain way to treat a lady. With honesty and openness. And not acting like you've claimed her."
Jamison shoved him back and Jeanne stepped in between them.
"Knock it OFF," she shouted. They stood, breathing heavily, facing each other, with her in the middle.
"I don't want you two fighting," she said. "And I certainly don't want you fighting over me."
She turned to Jamison and gave him a deep kiss, grabbing his cock through his shorts. She broke the kiss and said, "No one is going to steal me away."
He went to put his arm around her but she spun away and faced Marcus. She grabbed his cock through his shorts and gave him a deep kiss. "And no one is staking a claim to me," she told him.
She stepped away from his attempt to wrap her up as well. She stood between them and reached down with both hands, one cupping each man's balls. She squeezed and pulled both guys toward her.