Suburban Bliss Ch 02 1

Suburban Bliss

Chapter 2 -- Three on One

I still couldn't figure out how things had gotten out of hand so fast, but there was no denying what happened. Every stride I took on my daily run was a constant reminder of the brutal train they'd run on me, my poor little bottom still healing almost seven days later. I'd been blacked. There was no denying it. I felt ashamed, humiliated, and every time I thought about it, I got so hot inside I thought I was going to explode.

The best thing to do was put it behind me. It was just one night. Nothing more. I was as much to blame as the boys, and I knew I could trust them not to say anything. I certainly wasn't going to. Just a dirty little secret was all it was; a wicked memory for me to rub my pussy to in the shower on nights when Harold wasn't quite up to the task. A one-time thing that would never happen again.

I always run when I need to think, dressed in my cutest little peach shorts and a grey sports top that held my big jiggly girls in check, I had my hair pulled back in a ponytail and my best high tops on as I took to the trails at Wembly Park. I needed to wrap my mind around my situation. I had my ear-buds in, playing my favorite Katy Perry mix with the sun warm on my face, working up a good sweat as I replayed all that had happened that night in my head.

In all, there were eleven gorgeous young black men on my son's basketball team. Along with their smoking hot Coach, the ridiculously hung Eli Simms, the boys had each had their time with me in turn. They'd fucked me in ways I couldn't have imagined before that night, then left me wrecked and ruined by the time the sun came up the next day. I may have been reluctant, but I could have stopped it at any time. By the end, I was their cum drenched queen. I wouldn't have changed a thing. Just thinking about it made me smile.

Scotty and Harold returned home the next day to find me with the house cleaned and all evidence of my infidelity erased. Scotty's favorite brownies were still cooling on the counter and Harold's pot roast was in the oven. I greeted my husband with a soft kiss and warm hug, welcoming them home from their trip. Neither of them would ever know what happened. There wasn't a room in that house I hadn't been gaped, gangbanged, and slathered in cum.

The memories flooded back as I ran, and there was a constant ache between my cheeks. I'm not a sadist, but if I'm being completely honest, I liked the pain. As I jogged there was an occasional stabbing jolt of muscle memory and a mental flash of some young bull squatting over me from behind, bashing away at me as his friends cheered him on. From time to time, I stopped to catch my breath, leaning forward with my hands on my knees, head hanging low. I closed my eyes and bit my lip as I felt it, that hot center that only black dick had ever been, still bruised and battered, but more alive than it had ever been before. It was like they had woken up some new part of me that I never knew I had.

"It didn't happen, Samantha." I told myself as I jogged. The park was almost empty due to a brutal heat wave, so I had the path to myself as I jogged through the trees and up around the tennis courts and baseball field. "Best not to think about it and get back to what's important." I added. "Church bazaar is in two weeks, and everyone loves your walnut raison cookies. You need to pick up Harold's good suit from the cleaners sometime tomorrow, and Scotty asked you to stop by the post office for stamps. He was still picking out a new school."

I trotted to a stop, checking my heart rate as I panted. Scotty was leaving for college soon. That's what started all this. He wouldn't be home for a long while, and he certainly wouldn't be playing basketball with his buddies anymore. No reason for them to come around without Scotty. No good reason that is.

I continued to run, my tits bouncing wildly in my tight little top, desperate to make an escape and feel the warm kiss of the sun upon them. My bottoms were hugging me in all the right places too, thin cotton mesh sinking deeply between my cheeks, my puckered little butthole rubbing and my pussy held so firm and tight. I came to a stop again, swallowing hard as I saw the basketball courts ahead of me. They saw me too, the three of them smiling like devils as they scooped up the ball and took a break from their game.

Benny, Will, and Jay Michaels were three of the teams' all-stars, gorgeous brothers that stood over six and a half feet tall with skin like volcanic glass. They had long corded arms, mile long legs, and gorgeous little chocolate asse that begged to be bitten and licked. They'd taken off their shirts to try and beat the heat. Besides their high tops and loose-fitting jersey shorts, there was nothing between my mouth and their dicks but a chain link fence.

"Stop it. Sam!" I cursed myself under my breath. "Stop it!"

Why had I chosen Wembly Park? I knew very well it was where most of the boys on the team hung out. Why had I chosen that particular path, knowing it went right past the basketball court? Why was the sky blue and why did the birds sing? Some things just are. Makes no sense to question them.

"Hey boys." I smiled as I approached. I couldn't very well just jog past them without saying anything. They'd been in my home. They were my son's friends. They'd fucked my filthy shithole into oblivion. It just wouldn't have been polite. "Hot enough for you?" I asked.

"Hey Ms. Sam." Benny said with a grin. He had the ball trapped between his hip and his wrist, one big strong hand dangling as the other reached for his crotch to adjust his big ass cock. I don't think he did it to arouse me. His prick was just so big it required constant attention. The outline of that monster in his shorts was plain as day. "You lookin good as fuck in them shorts. Body rockin today."

"Thank you, Sweetie." I blushed, glancing down at the ground rather than into those gorgeous chocolate eyes of his. "You don't have to say that. I do my best, but I'm not a teenager anymore. That's for sure." As I spoke to them, I stepped up to the fence and put my hand on it, fingers lacing with the crisscross pattern of metal that was keeping three African lions away from me. They were being polite, but I could feel their eyes on me, fucking me senseless in their heads as I stood before them in my tiny outfit.

"I like it better when that booty nekid." Jay said, bringing my body to a boil and lighting my pussy on fire. I refused to look at them now, for fear of losing control and ripping my way through the fence to show my lions who the real predator was. "Them titties too. I loved how..."

"Knock it off bro." Benny handed the ball over to his brother with force, slamming it into his belly to cut him short. He started him down with angry eyes. "Don't you know how to talk to a lady. That shit ain't right."

"Oh." Jay said, suddenly embarrassed. "Shit. I didn't mean. I shoo am sorry Ms. Sam." He added, biting his lip and realizing he'd been wrong to be so forward. He didn't have to be. Last I'd seen him he had his hand around my neck, his big black cock slathered foamy white in my pussy-milk.

"It's okay." I told them, carefully meeting their eyes and doing my best to remain polite as well. "Considering what... happened. It's... I mean we were all there. It's not like you haven't seen everything. We do need to be careful though. I wouldn't want any of that to get out. My family would be... God! I can't even imagine."

"Ain't nothin but a thing, Ms. Sam." Will grinned. "Nobody sayin a word. If you don't mind me sayin though, I ain't never fuck a sweeter bitch. Fuck! My dick still sore. That shitter like hot butter."

I blushed. Such filthy words, but somehow, they made me feel like a princess. I bit my lip as he complimented me, fidgeting with the top of my shorts. The last time I had seen Will he was feeding snowballs of his spit onto my tongue, my feet gripping his hips as he pushed my knees up alongside my head, hammering my asshole in my husband and my bed.

I smiled back at him, admiring his dimples and the cute little chinstrap beard he was growing. He looked like a little boy stretched out on some serious steroids and to giant proportions. Eighteen years old and already a fucking god. I knew what he had in those shorts too. Over sixteen inches long, thick as a can of soda-pop, and covered with soft sexy black skin that felt like wet velvet on my tongue.

"You wanna play some ball with us, Ms. Sam." Benny offered. "Teams ain't even and you gotta be a better player than Scotty."

I couldn't help but laugh. The idea that the boys had put up with my son for the last four years just to have me around to flirt with should have made me a little mad. I couldn't help but be flattered. So many games with those gorgeous smiles aimed my way, so many sweet compliments, and innocent flirtations. The whole time they had all wanted to peel my bottoms down and gut me, screw me, black me to within an inch of my life.

Every rational thought in my head was saying I should tell the boys to have a nice day and start off again on my run. They could watch my pretty round bottom bouncing away and remember fondly the one and only night they got to use me like their personal cum-slut. I would be the dirty little fat bottomed MILF that got away, and I could jog my way right back into my cozy little middle-class lifestyle with one wicked night worth of secrets to carry with me the rest of my days. All I had to do was turn, and leave.

I couldn't help myself. I felt drawn to them. Even as I circled around the court to the gate on the far side, I kept telling myself it was just about the game. They were short a player and they needed a fourth. So many times, I had sat on the sidelines and admired their young bodies and incredible skill, and now was my chance to show them I knew how to handle myself as well. That's all it was. A friendly little game for us to enjoy and put the past out of our minds. It was one night of weakness. We could behave.

As I opened the gate and stepped into the lions den, they were on me in an instant. I groaned as Benny grabbed hold of me by my ponytail and yanked my head back, dropping his long tongue between my lips and kissing me hard. Jay moved to my side and smashed the length of his godlike black dick against my hip as he reached out to dig his fingers into the meat of my booty, squeezing my ass so fucking hard I was sure to have bruises in the shape of his fingerprints. Will pinned me in along with them, finding my other hip with his own ridged prick and humping on me like a hound in heat, his mouth on my neck, his hand forcing its way down the front of my shorts. He went three fingers deep in my pussy and brought me up on my tip toes as I whined into Benny's mouth with pleasure.

I knew. I knew the second I saw them what would happen. I think I may have known that morning when I picked out my cute little shorts and top. Wembly Park was a favorite place for my boys to hang out and play ball. I had no idea how many of them there would be, or which. I knew all it would take would be a little flirting. I knew I was lying to myself when I said it was one time and I would put it out of my mind. If I tell you later that I regret any of this, I'm lying. My asshole didn't hurt on my run because they'd fucked it too hard. My asshole hurt because they hadn't fucked it since.

I let them guide me, groaning as they pulled me to center court and dropped their shorts, unleashing those big fucking cocks for me. Such gentlemen, they piled their shorts up on the ground so I could kneel on them and spare my knees the concrete as I opened my mouth around Benny's giant dick and grabbed hold of Jay and Will with both hands.

I was sucking like a mad woman, like I'd been starved the whole week without the sugary sweetness of black cock between my lips. I only stopped long enough for them to peel my top up over my head, throwing it aside and mauling my big titties with their hands. Before I returned to gobbling Benny's drooling knob, I saw the basketball rolling away off the court. I had to smile. Our new game wouldn't require a ball. It was three on one, and my boys had all the equipment they would ever need.

I pulled my wet married lips off that fat cock and growled as I grabbed hold of Benny's slimy dick with my left hand and started to jerk him. I turned my face to Jay and opened wide, tongue out and eyes staring up at him as he laughed out loud and shoved his meat between my lips, right back into my throat and down my fucking neck. I began to gag, but the sound of it and my struggling only made him fuck my face harder.

Will reached down to grab my shorts, my pussy smooshed against the material as he gripped the back of my bottoms and yanked me up on my feet. I gasped out loud, still impaled down my throat as my feet came up off the ground and I dangled there in midair. I kicked my feet for a second, but finally found the ground again as they set me down, bent forward, ass up, throat busy as Will moved behind me and yanked my shorts open at the seams, tearing them wide and revealing my pussy and asshole.

I whimpered, but it came out more as a burbling sputter as I felt him guide his huge prick between my cheeks and spit on my hole from above. I swear I heard his spit sizzle as it hit my asshole, and the next thing I felt was a sharp jolt of raw agony and brutal beautiful fucking pleasure. Will grabbed hold of the remnants of my shorts and used them as handles to yank me back at him, tossing back his head with a growl as he began to rail me up my ass.

I gasped for air as I felt the prick in my throat pulled free, looking up at Jay and Benny as they guided my hands to their beautiful cocks. They smiled down at me, took turns spilling into my open mouth as Will lifted me up off the ground once more and continued to jackhammer my asshole. I brought my feet up alongside his thighs and tried to hold on, but I was a helpless rag doll between them. The only way I kept my upper half from dangling forward was by holding tightly to those two big black dicks in front of me.

It was just past noon, with the mid-day sun beating down on our sweating bodies as they gangfucked me in the middle of Wembly Park. Benny and Jay took turns stepping up close enough to use my mouth, gripping me by my pony tail and letting me hold onto their hips as I gobbled on their pricks one after the other. It was a new sensation, being spit roasted in midair. I weighed nothing to them, and I loved how easily they handled me. My throat and asshole impaled with so much big black dick that I couldn't have fallen if they'd taken their hands away. I was well and truly skewered.

The boys chuckled as they lifted me up between them, Will sliding his hands under my thighs and bringing them up alongside my tits as he crushed my shoulders back against his rock-solid chest. His mile long black cock never once left my pink ass as he held me up to offer my drooling pussy to each of his brothers. All I could do was dangle and drool, the torn fabric of my shorts hanging wide open as Benny stepped up and sheathed his length right up my married pussy.

"Get her. Get that sweet bitch!" Jay cheered his brothers, pumping his big prick as he stood beside us and watched the show. By now I had my head tilted back on Will's shoulder, eyes rolled back in pure bliss as two big black pricks churned in and out of my body, their chocolate nuts bouncing off one another as they screwed me stupid between them.

"That what you is, Ms. Sam?" Benny asked, grabbing my neck and forcing me to look him in the eye as he stirred his hips and slid his meat in and out of my unprotected baby maker in long deep strokes. "You my bitch? This my pussy?"

"You... You fucking know it is." I groaned, panting as he smiled and groped my tits.

Benny couldn't get enough of my bouncy titties, leaning down and wrapping his thick lips around one nipple, then the other. He nursed me, suckling and chewing my little pebbles as I reached around the back of his neck and slid my fingers up along the back of his head. I was whimpering, babbling, and making stupid little baby noises as he pulled my nipples away from my body with his teeth and let them pop back into place, never once missing a stroke as he went right on pummeling my creamy cunt.

Somewhere in the back of my head I knew that at any moment someone could come by and see us. Wembly Park was often empty at that time of day, especially when it was so fucking hot outside. That didn't make it safe by any means. Some random member of my church group could easily have wandered by for a mid-day stroll and they would get an eye full of the most wholesome member of the annual bake sale getting her shithole pounded and her cunt destroyed. I didn't fucking care right then. Let the world see me. Fuck! I couldn't stop cuming.

"I love your big black fucking cocks!" I screamed.

The boys had no intention of stopping either, groping my body from every direction as they once more lowered me to the ground and added my top to the little bed of clothes they'd made for me. Such sweethearts. I groaned as I felt the swollen prick in my butt pulled out of me and I was placed on my hand and knees as they swapped around to share me some more. Such polite boys, so good at sharing their toys.

I felt Jay's hands on my hips, peeling the remains of my shorts off me and tossing them off to the side. He groaned as he dropped the scalding hot length of his big black dick into the soft crevice between my cheeks. I purred like a dirty little whore as he pushed my buns together around his giant prick, hotdogging my ass as he molded my fat butt in his hands, growling through clenched teeth at the beauty of my pretty white flesh surrounding his dark black monster.

Even without being inside me it drove me wild having the meat of a cock sliding up and down against my sensitive little butthole, that ridged black root with so many veins and ridges, so hard, thick, and hot as fuck just rubbing my asshole and greasing my crack with so much cream.

"I Could cum just lookin at you, you fine ass bitch." Jay growled. "This ass so motha-fuckin fine. Fuck! Fucking fuck!" He cursed. I smiled brightly, glancing back up at him over my shoulder as he pulled back along my crack and nudged his big black knob right in the pocket of my ass. I was biting my lip, grinning like a very dirty girl as he pushed it into me, then fed it nice and deep. I shook, and quivered, but I never once looked away from his pretty eyes as he sodomized me like an ebony god. "Fuck! You mine now bitch! You mine! You my whore! Fuck!"

"Your whore!" I cursed. "I'm your buttfucking whore!"

Benny decided to challenge his brother on his claim. I didn't belong to one black god, but several, and as he reached down to turn my face to him, he gripped my ponytail and guided his cock between my hungry lips. I looked up at him and surrendered with a soft creamy stare as I welcomed his big dick, working my lips around it as I twisted and pumped my mouth to pleasure that perfect fucking black dick.

Will was still slick and bulging from his turn in my pink bottom, kneeling beside me and running his hand up and down the curve of my back like I was some cherished pet. I felt those big fingers of his on my skin driving me crazy as he nudged his way in alongside Benny and held out his filthy dick for my attention.

"Why don't you taste your sexy ass on this dick, baby." Will asked me, chuckling as he beat the side of my face with his glistening cock. "Go on bitch. You got me all nasty. Clean it up."

I giggled as I removed my mouth from Benny's tasty treat and wrapped my hand around it, pumping him as I smiled up at his brother. As I looked up at the two of them, I could see the cheshire grins on their faces, as though they had broken and defeated me, which of course they had. That didn't mean I couldn't be a wicked little slut myself.