The three of us were sitting there in silence, sitting closely together in the U-shaped booth of the hotel restaurant, mostly concealed from the other restaurant patrons. I was between Darrell and Rob. To my right was Darrell, smiling knowingly, while to my left Rob was simply stunned and speechless. I could feel my heart pounding strongly in my chest at the excitement of the moment, at my surprising boldness for playing along with Darrell's suggestion, and at the thought of what might follow.
I stared into Rob's eyes, anxiously awaiting his response. My right hand was at my waist where I had previously pulled and bunched up my short skirt, revealing my lack of panties and my naked pussy for Rob to see. My left hand was extended onto Rob's leg, grasping the bulge in his pants. I had just dropped a bombshell on Rob, leaning in and whispering to him, just loud enough for only the three of us to hear, "Rob, I want you to fuck me with your big, black cock. I want both of you to fuck me. Now!"
I could feel the thump, thump, thump of my rapid heartbeat as my mind quickly retraced how I had gotten to this moment in time. I was still exploring this newfound thrill in my life. It had only been eight months since I first fulfilled my lifelong fantasy for interracial sex; eight months since I had first held, tasted and then felt inside of me my first black cock.
Darrell had been the one to initiate me into this new and exciting Nubian adventure that one fateful day we met on one of my business trips, and we had continued our encounters whenever I came back through his town.
I was also still grappling with the guilt I felt when thinking of my loving husband back home; but these feelings of doubt were ultimately losing the battle against my exhilaration and the heightened sexual arousal I felt with Darrell. Darrell had continued to introduce me to newer and more exciting sexual experiences, and my eager willingness for more convinced me that I was right to explore this previously suppressed aspect of my sexuality.
And now Darrell was encouraging me to try something new yet again. He had asked me several weeks ago if I had considered expanding my interracial experiences with other black men, and tonight this opportunity had fortuitously presented itself to both of us when Darrell's old college roommate, Rob, happened upon us by chance in the restaurant and then joined us for dinner.
Rob was also traveling through town on business, not having seen Darrell in many years. I found Rob to be very attractive and desirable; he is 35 years old, the same as Darrell, and like Darrell he is also tall and physically fit. Rob is a little taller than Darrell, but not quite as muscular. But based on the size of his bulge growing in my left hand, I was beginning to realize that Rob could easily compete with Darrell in other areas.
I continued to stare into Rob's eyes as I thought about might happen if he were to agree to my proposition. I had given some thought, daydreams mostly, to the possibility of sleeping with other black men, but I had never dreamed about what it might be like to experience two men at one time; and the thought of having two large black cocks at once was making me feel light-headed. I could feel the warmth and wetness growing in my pussy.
With my unblinking gaze into Rob's eyes I was trying to force my will on him to respond "yes." The look in my eyes must have had some affect, because Rob came out of his stupor, a hungry smile started to grow across his face and he said, "I would love to fuck you, Marcy!" I leaned forward and gave Rob a long kiss, while emphasizing my appreciation by giving his bulge a squeeze with my left hand.
Rob and I composed ourselves while Darrell quickly went to the bar to order another bottle of wine and three glasses for us to take to the room. We all walked to the elevator with the wine and entered with another couple right behind us. Once inside, Darrell and Rob stood at the back flanking me and I was slightly in front of them. The other couple on the elevator were about my age and white, and stood toward the front of the cab, but I couldn't help noticing how the wife gave a long look at me and my two hunky companions when she first entered.
I wondered what might be going through the woman's mind, but the way she quickly looked the guys over from head to foot made me think she found them as attractive as I did. I noticed that she kept making furtive glances toward us, so I decided to give her a show. While I continued to simply look straight ahead, I slowly reached back with both hands and grasped both Darrell's and Rob's bulges and gave them a few slow strokes up and down. The woman's eyes went wide and instead of a quick glance she just stared as I continued to grope my guys. Rob and Darrell accepted my little gesture without complaint.
Based on my hand movements the woman could easily see how well hung they both were. She continued to stare while her husband remained facing forward, oblivious to the whole scene unfolding behind him. Then the woman looked up and noticed that I had caught her staring, and she saw the wicked smile on my face which conveyed my thoughts, "Look at these two large, black cocks that I have to play with tonight!"
When her shock of being discovered for staring passed, the woman returned a knowing smile toward me before quickly turning away. I could be wrong, but I thought I noticed that as she turned back toward the front of the elevator, and her gaze passed over her husband, the look on her face changed to slight disappointment and envy.
I secretly hoped that she would initiate sex with her poor husband that night here in the hotel and use what she saw in the elevator to help fantasize about herself being fucked by one, or even two, gorgeous and well hung black men. I was sure it would improve her experience, and it would also give her unsuspecting husband a nice gift, too.
We reached my floor and as we exited the elevator and walked to the room, it finally dawned on me that this was really about to happen for me too, and I began to wonder if I was capable of satisfying two men at once, or if I my body could stand the strain of two such large cocks. I had never fantasized about this in my past. But I also knew that my recent instincts, and Darrell's tender guidance, had not disappointed me yet. I decided to open myself up fully to accept this new experience and even try to take control of it.
Once we were in my room I put on some soft, rhythmic music and turned the lights down low while Darrell opened the wine. Rob looked awkwardly out of place, but I could tell he was excited. We all had a glass of wine to calm ourselves. I kept up eye contact with Rob and I was playfully touching and rubbing his arm and hands to comfort him, while saying things like, "You are so handsome, Rob! I can't wait to see your strong, naked body, and to feel you inside of me." Darrell needed no such encouragement, and so he and I danced together, and we playfully kissed, but I kept going back to Rob to make sure he didn't feel left out. I was determined to make this happen tonight!
Rob was definitely loosening up and feeling more comfortable. He started to reciprocate the touching and caresses and he came over to dance with me also. I couldn't wait any longer! I pulled Rob's face to mine and began to kiss him. At first the kiss was soft and light, so that I could experience his full, soft lips, but then I started to press our mouths together harder. I parted my lips and my tongue moved into Rob's mouth as he opened to accept and greet me with his tongue. The kiss became long and passionate as I moved my hand down to his pants and began rubbing his cock through the fabric.
Darrell moved in behind me and pressed his bulge against my ass, so I reached around with my other hand to greet it. It felt so wonderful to be pressed between these two beautiful black men with their large cocks in my hands, but I was feeling constrained by our clothing. I needed to feel their bare skin against mine. I needed to see their handsome, dark-skinned bodies.
Once my kiss with Rob abated I stepped back and instructed Rob and Darrell, "Boys, I expect you both to service all of my desires tonight, whatever I ask of you. Will you agree?" They both quickly responded that they were ready to do whatever I wanted. So I told them, "What I desire first is that you both undress for me. Hurry up!"
Rob and Darrell didn't hesitate and immediately began to undress while I took my position sitting at the end of the king-size bed. While they undressed, I lifted my skirt to expose my pussy and I began to lightly rub it while I watched them obey my command. When they were down to only their underwear I told them, "Stop! Now stand in front of me. Closer together!"
These two gorgeous men now stood in front of me, their brown skin shining with perspiration from the excitement of the moment. I could smell their faint musk in the room and inhaling their pheromones caused my juices to flow faster. They both had magnificent, athletic bodies.
I was enjoying my newfound power as I sat there examining these two. I looked down and could see that both of their cocks were fully erect now, stretching the fabric of their underwear. I was eager to see how Rob's penis would look and how he compared to Darrell, the only other black cock that I had ever known. I couldn't wait any longer, so I commanded them to remove the remainder of their clothing, which they promptly did.
Now fully naked, they both stood before me just three feet away, Darrell with his hands nonchalantly on his waist, almost proud to be showing off his impressive manhood. Rob stood with one hand positioned in front, shyly trying to cover himself.
"I can't admire you from so far away," I said, and then commanded, "Come closer and stand directly in front of me, side by side! And keep your hands at your sides!" I added for Rob's sake. They stepped closer until they were just about a foot away. I now had a chance to compare them closely.