I’m sitting in the bath drinking wine feeling the throbbing and stinging in my pussy and in my butt hole wondering what the hell possessed me to do what I have just done. Even though at first I wasn’t a willing participant it was my fault that things went as far as they did. Let me explain.
My name is Sarah Simmonds, a fifty year old married woman of twenty five years, no children, as neither my husband Ted or I ever wanted them, we were too busy with work and enjoying our passion for travel and adventure. We live in a nice home in what could be described as an upper middle class neighbourhood in the suburbs of our nearest city. We have good and an adventurous sex life, although we have slowed a little from our younger days and at five feet seven inches with a size fourteen figure and D Cup breasts, blonde hair and blue eyes I guess, and have been told I’m still quite attractive.
Today all started when I had to take my car to the garage for a service and some minor work on the brakes. That in itself wouldn’t be too bad but my husband Ted was away on business and the garage weren’t able to give me a courtesy car, so after dropping it off I had to ride the bus the short journey to work. The bus was hot and very busy, standing room only, so I got to work in a pretty pissed off mood and the day didn’t go great with one thing and another. Thankfully the garage called during the day telling me they could bring my car back to me at work towards the end of the day so I was at least thankful for small mercies. However when I came to pay for the work I couldn’t find my purse, which had my cash and credit cards in.
I was almost one hundred percent certain I had brought it from home that morning but as I was heading straight home decided to wait before calling the bank. Luckily we are regular customers of the garage so the guys were understanding and told me to settle up once I had sorted things out. Having gotten home and almost tearing the house apart, with no joy, I had just made the decision to call the bank and then my husband when the doorbell rang. Shit! I thought to myself. Another distraction I didn’t need at this time. I answered the door to see two young black guys there, well I say young, they were compared to me, I guessed very late teens or very early twenties. They were both dressed in baggy jeans and basketball vests, which showed off their muscular bodies.
They both stood there smiling at me, with pearly white teeth, for several seconds before one of them, the taller of the two, said “Mrs Simmonds?”
I looked at them, rather un nerved as to how they knew my name before I tentatively replied “Yes!”
“We found this earlier today on the bus when we were on our way to college.” He said, holding up my purse before explaining that they had agreed to return it to the owner, having found my address on my drivers license, and once they had finished college they had come straight to the house. After speaking the young man held out my purse for me to take from him.
I felt a initial wave of relief wash over me but then thought I’d better check the contents before I got too excited. Not something I wanted to do on the door step and not something I wanted to do in a way to show distrust to the two young men standing before me. “Oh wow, my god, that’s amazing guys.” I said before inviting them in telling them I must give them something for returning my purse, Both guys cracked a smile as they walked in and once inside I closed the door and began checking my purse as I asked there guys their names. The taller one, told me he was called Darnell and his friend was called Theo but everyone called him TC.
As Darnell told me I heard TC say “ Hello Mrs Simmonds. We didn’t take anything out of your purse I swear.” I smiled and told them I didn’t think for a minute they had but someone may have before they had found it. To my immense surprise everything I’d had in my purse, drivers license, credit cards and cash was all there, not one dollar missing. I felt incredibly lucky and also very generous, as I thought of how much hassle the guys had saved me calling the bank and so forth.
“Here you go guys, thank you very much.” I said, as I held out some cash to Darnell telling him it was a little thank you for being so kind and honest.
“We don’t really want any money.” Darnell said. “We walked here from college and are kind of thirsty, plus it’s a long walk home.”
I smiled at the two guys, telling them I really appreciated wha they had done and told them I’d be happy to drive them home after I’d also given them something to drink. Initially offered them Iced Tea but after they looked at each other and then at me, with a smile, I guessed they would want something more. “Or perhaps a beer?” I asked. “I think I need a drink get over the day I’ve had, how about you join me?”
We all went into the kitchen andI got the two guys a beer and poured myself a glass of wine. As we drank TC commented that I must be very relieved to have gotten my purse back. I to,d them I certainly was as apart from all the hassle of calling the bank it meant I didn’t have to let my husband know who would have probably had to cancel some of his cards, something he didn’t need as he was away on business. “So when is your husband back?” TC asked me. When I told them he was away until the weekend the guys looked at each other and smiled before TC said, “You must get pretty lonely being on your own.”
“Not really!” I replied, as they two guys looked at each other again smiling. I began to feel a little uncomfortable with where the conversation was going so suggested we get going and I drive them home before the traffic got busy. “Are you sure I can’t give you some cash too?I feel I owe you more than a drink and a ride for your kindness.” I asked them.
Darnell stood up and drained his beer before saying “Well Mrs Simmonds. There is something you could give us!”
“Name it.” I asked.
“It sure would be nice to have a look and feel of those really nice big tits of yours.” Darnell replied in a slightly firm tone.
I looked at him in shock, my eyes widening with fear. “I really think you two should leave now.” I said, trying to sound assertive.
“No way lady! We wanna see those tits.” Darnell scowled at me.
I stood up, ready to head towards the front door, thinking my best move would be to try and get out of the house then at least I’d be in the open, with the possibility of neighbours and passers by seeing me. After all there was no way I’d be able to fight these two young muscular men off if they decided to attack me. However, before I even got a yard the two guys grabbed me by my arms and then began groping my breasts through my blouse. I was worried they were going to tear the fabric and it was a blouse my husband had bought me so, if they had have torn it, me throwing it away wouldn’t have gone un noticed by him.
“OK! OK!” I shrieked. “I’ll show you but let me take off my top myself so it doesn’t rip.” I pleaded with them.
“OK posh lady.” Darnell said with a smirk and with the both he and TC took a step back and stood staring at me with their arms folded. I took a deep breath and then started to slowly unbutton my
blouse, my hands trembling and my heart pounding. Even at that moment I suspected that they wouldn’t settle for just looking at my bare breasts or even having a feel of them. I was beginning to think I was going to be ***** and I just had to hope I could at least have some control over it so as not to be hurt. I wanted to cry but I wasn’t about to give them the satisfaction of doing so. I decided to just stare at them and show them I wasn’t afraid.
As I opened up my, now undone, blouse I heard a little gasp from TC and saw a smile curl up at the side’s of Darnell’s lips. I took off my blouse and hung it on the back of one of the chairs by the kitchen table, all the while looking towards the two guys. “Very nice but keep going lady.” Darnell said as he continued to leer at me. As he spoke there was something about his voice that made me think he didn’t really want to hurt me. He sounded like he lusted after me and just wanted my body. This combined with the way both guys were looking at me made my insides tingle. with fear, I assumed at the time.
I reached my hands behind me and unclipped my bra, I considered holding it in place or covering my breasts, once it had fallen, with my hands but knew it would be a futile gesture. I took hold of my bra and laid it on the back of the chair, over my blouse as I hear a loud gasp from both guys. I now stood, braless, before them and wondered what would come next. I didn’t have to wonder for long as within seconds Darnell and TC were standing wither side of me, each cupping one of my breasts. They squeezed my breasts firmly but not hard and my nipples tingled. Then almost in unison they both lower their heads and began to suck on my nipples. Now the tingle radiated through my whole breast and into my body despite my brain telling me that I hated what was happening to me.”Oh shit.” I moaned.
The two guys continued to suck on my nipples and squeeze my breasts, all the while running their other hand all over my back and over my buttocks. I felt a hand lifting the hem of my skirt from behind and then another one running up my thigh. I knew what was coming next and I was powerless to prevent it. “Oh no! Guys! No please. You’ve had your little bit of fun now.” Just as I spoke I felt a hand press against the gusset of my panties and as my insides now trembled I let out an involuntary moan. “Ooooooohhhh!” I murmured as my insides began to throb and I could tell my body was betraying me. I knew I was wet and I knew I’d soon be found out.
Despite what my body was doing my mind was telling me I needed to stop things and object. “Fight it Sarah!” my brain was saying over and over again. Feebly I repeated my plea for them to stop but it was no good. Even as I was pleading with them I could feel hands all over my clothing, removing my skirt and then pushing down my panties. “Oh god! I’m naked!” I thought to myself. Oddly enough I knew I was going to get ***** but I didn’t feel scared, I felt strangely aroused and when I felt hands on my shoulders pushing me down I willingly dropped to my knees, knowing what was now expected of me.
As I knelt before my two attackers I started at the huge bulges in their pants, I’d heard a lot about black cocks but I’d never had one, nor seen one so when my attackers released their rock hard cocks from their pants I gasped with surprise and I’m sure my juices gushed. I was now faced with two hard black cocks, both about eight inches in length, one, Darnell’s, long and straight with a big purple head and the other, TC’s, perhaps a little longer but lot thicker, especially at the base and his shaft had quite a prominent curve which almost made the head of it touch his abdomen.
“C’mon lady! Give these cocks a good sucking!” Darnell commanded. I knew I had no choice and I took hold of both cocks. They felt different than any cock I’d ever felt before, not that there had been a lot. Thy were rock hard yet the skin felt soft, like velvet, and I loved rubbing my hands over them. My mind and body were once again at odds with each other, my mind telling me I should be hating these attackers for what they were about to put me through but my mouth salivating at the thought of tasting those two big black cocks. I leant my head forwards and wrapped my lips around the big head of Darnell’s cock.
After a while I switched to TC’s cock and was amazed by the fact although he only looked a little bigger than Darnell the thickness of his cock seemed to stretch my lips and fill my mouth a lot more and began to wonder if I would feel the same difference when they were both in my pussy, a reality which I had now resigned myself to. Even though I switched between the two cocks it was clear Darnell was in charge as every often he would pull my hair and drag my mouth back to his cock when I was sucking TC’s. Darnell was also a lot rougher than TC, seeming to favour fucking my mouth rather than letting me suck him.
I carried on alternating between both cocks for quite a few minutes, every so often feeling a dribble of tasty pre cum coating my tongue, and making me groan with sexual joy, each groan met with a comment from one of the guys like “Woah man! She’s fucking loving it.” or “This posh white bitch sucks cock like a hooker man.” Usually followed by chuckles from one or both of them. Much as though I despised the way they spoke about me they were right! I was loving it. I have always loved sucking cock and these two were probably the nicest, certainly the biggest, I had ever sucked.
My sucking and the comments from the guys continued for several minutes more then I heard a little quick chatter between the two of them, although it was so quick and brief I couldn’t make it out, it could have been code for all I knew. Suddenly following the chatter TC moved behind me and I felt his hands sliding down my beck and then he wrapped his arms around me a little, grasping my breasts with his hands. He squeezed my breasts and tugged on my nipples making them harden even more and tingle a little.
TC moved one of his hands from my breast and slid it down between my legs. I parted my thighs a little more, giving him better access to my love hole and very quickly his fingers found my pussy slit. He ran a finger up and down, my juices squelching. “Oh man! This bitch is fucking dripping. She is ready for some black cock bro.” TC said to Darnell. My insides trembled. Was this when I was going to be fucked? I wondered. Who would be first and what would it be like? Having a strangers cock forced into my married pussy.
As the questions ran through my mind, TC trapped my swollen clit between two fingers and began to rub up and down hard, whilst still using his other hand to pinch and tug on my nipples. My pussy felt like it was on fire and began to throb. The throbbing ran through my whole body and I soon realised the worst possible thing was going to happen. He was going to make me cum, signalling to them that I was enjoying this, that I wanted this. Darnell gripped my head and began to force his cock deeper into my mouth. I felt his cock swell and start to throb in my mouth and seconds later he went stiff, grunted, pulled my hair so hard it hurt and his cock erupted in my mouth.
As the first wave of his hot cum filled my mouth, the throbbing in my pussy intensified and then my orgasm surged through my body. Darnell continued to pump his cum into my mouth whilst I shuddered my way through my orgasm for a couple of minutes before finally he released my head and his cock slipped from my mouth. “I gotta make a call man. She’s all yours.” Darnell casually said to TC as he walked out of the room. As I wondered what he was doing TC lifted me from the floor, span me around so I was facing him then pushed me backwards. My buttocks banged against the kitchen table and I almost stumbled backwards, however TC held onto me and lowered me slowly so I was laying on top of the table.
TC looked down at me as he lifted my legs before opening them and standing between them. Even though he was smiling he had a menacing look in his eyes. “Oh please don’t fuck me. I’ve done what you asked.” I pleaded.
My pleas were hopeless, TC just chuckled “Oh I’m gonna fuck you lady. We all are!” As his words sank in and I tried to figure out what he meant TC wasted no time in rubbing his cock head up and down my soaking wet pussy slit. As his cock head rubbed against my swollen clit a couple of times it made me jump a little and I tried to hide the fact that I found it a little arousing. I realised I’d clearly failed when TC said “Woah! You’re ready for my big cock aren’t ya posh lady? Right! You’re gonna get it.” With that TC rammed his big cock deep into my soaking hole with one hard thrust making me shriek.
As TC began to fuck me the fire in my pussy was almost unbearable, as the thick girth at the base of his cock stretched my lips so much I thought I’d split for sure. I begged him to stop and when he didn't I begged him to go slower. Despite my pleas he continued to fuck me hard and fast. After a couple of minutes he grasped my breasts and tugged on my nipples, leaning back as he did so. His slight change of angle seemed to ease the pain a little however it also did something else. Now he was leaning back a little it seemed to make the pronounced curve of his cock rub against my G spot really hard and my pre orgasmic tremors began almost immediately, possibly because I was still on a bit of a high from my earlier orgasm, never the less it made me squirm with sexual arousal and once again my body betrayed me as I began to beg him to fuck me even harder.
“Ooooooooohhhhh! Fuck Yes! Yes! Yes! Give it me! I shrieked as TC continued to fuck me. He gripped my thighs with his muscular arms and pounded me hard, his hips slamming against my buttocks. TC fucked me that hard my breasts bounced back and forth so much they hurt. I grasped them with my hands and my nipples were so hard they dug into my palms. I pinched them, loving how it made them tingle and made my tremors even more intense. “Oooooooohhh! I, I, Ohhhh! I’m going to cum. Oh Yes! Yes! Yes!” I shrieked as TC fucked me furiously and my pussy began to tighten and throb around the huge cock inside me. TC began to grunt with each thrust and as he tensed I felt his cum erupt inside me. As the first wave of hot cum splashed my vaginal walls I came so hard I almost passed out.
I was still aware of TC pumping his big cock into me, filling my pussy with his hot cum, as I lay on the table, my head spinning, my body shaking and my pussy burning, but my body felt so heavy I couldn’t move and my head so fuzzy I couldn’t speak. After a few minutes my head began to clear and my body relaxed. I was aware that TC had pulled his cock from my pussy and I could feel cum dripping down towards my bum hole. I sat up on the table to see Darnell approaching me. TC was wiping his cock on a kitchen hand towel and as Darnell passed him I heard him say “It’s all arranged bro.”
Before I even had chance to wonder what he had meant Darnell was in front of me. His cock was rock hard and pointing at my pussy. He told me to stand up and I looked at him “aren’t you going to fuck me?” I asked him, feeling both relieved and disappointed that he might not be going to.
Darnell smiled at me and said “Oh Yeah! Posh lady. I’m gonna fuck you but I ain’t dipping my cock in no other mans cum. Turn around!” I hesitated briefly and Darnell grabbed me by the shoulders and span me around so I was facing the table. He pushed me forward and forced me to bend over the table so my body was pressed against it. I felt Darnell grasp my buttocks and pull them apart. “Oh yeah! That’s what I’m gonna have. A nice white married ass!” he exclaimed.
My heart pounded when I heard the words and my insides churned. “Oh No! Please not there. I’ve never done that before.” I shrieked. I wasn’t lying, well not really. I’d been talked into trying it with an old boyfriend in my teens but he couldn’t get it in without me almost screaming the house down so he gave up and I decided there and then anal sex wasn’t for me. Luckily I’d never had a partner who had a real issue with my refusal to indulge them in the past, including my husband Ted who once told me he had tried it and it did nothing for him so it had never been raised again. Now I was going to be forced to take a cock in my ass and I wanted to cry.
I felt Darnell poking a finger into my bum hole and it hurt making me wince in pain. “Oh Fuck that’s a tight hole!” Darnell said with a little chuckle. He pulled his finger out and let go of my buttocks and I thought for a moment he may be having second thoughts. However seconds later he spread my buttocks again and I felt cold liquid being dribbled onto my bum hole. “Let’s get you lubed up posh lady.” Darnell muttered as he poked his finger back into my hole. As Darnell poked I could feel the cool sticky lube being pushed into my hole, it tingled a little and it actually felt quite pleasant, as Darnell worked it in and also began to stretch my hole a little.
After a few minutes Darnell stopped and there was nothing for a few seconds, then I felt it. The head of Darnell’s cock pressing against my bum hole. I started to breath quickly and I could feel my body tensing with fear at what was about to come. Darnell pressed and my sphincter protested, not wanting to allow the invader in. Darnell pressed a little harder but still my sphincter stayed firm however the strain was beginning to tell and I felt the first sensation of pain creeping into my hole. I breathed deep knowing that Darnell was close to breaking through the barrier and when he pressed even harder my sphincter gave way, defeated, and I shrieked with pain as Darnell speared my anal passage with his pole like cock.“Ooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwww!” I howled as Darnell thrust his cock deep, his hips slammed against my buttocks and searing pain shot up my spine and through my bowels.
Darnell stayed still for a minute, gently caressing my back “Relax posh lady.” It will get better I promise. Then he began to withdraw his cock and push it back in slowly. Each time he pulled back I felt a little relief but when he plunged back in the pain shot through me again. Darnell repeated this for a couple of minutes, and suddenly my breathing slowed and my body relaxed. It no longer hurt too much it was more like a tight and full feeling in my bum hole. Darnell began to speed up, sensing my hole was now stretched and accustomed to having this invader running loose inside me. Darnell got a little quicker and suddenly I let out a different type of moan “Ooooh christ Mmmmmnn!”
I was horrified, once again my body had taken over, shutting my brain out and ignoring the pain which had now become pleasure. Darnell fucked me harder and I pressed my hands against the table top, trying to push my hips back to meet Darnell’s thrusts. What was I doing? I’d lost control, my body had given in to this ******. A man who had forcibly taken my bum hole and was now fucking me where no man ever had before. I hated him, he had sodemised me, made me feel dirty, I’d never feel the same again. As these thoughts went through my head I screamed at him. “Fuck me you bastard. Fuck my posh white ass!”
My words seemed to flick a switch inside Darnell. He gripped my hips, so tight it hurt, I could feel his fingers digging into my flesh. He began to pound my ass faster and harder than before, his cock seemed to be going even deeper, probing into my bowels. My body felt like it was going to explode. “I’m gonna cream your posh white ass for you!” Darnell growled as he thrust a few more times with real venom. Then he grabbed my hair and roared as his cum spurted into me, splashing my anal passage and squirting into my bowels, pushing me over the edge of my sexual high and my own orgasm exploded deep inside me.
We remained locked together, bucking and thrusting our way through our orgasms, for what seemed ages before my own tremors began to ebb away and Darnell pulled his cock from my bum hole. The cool air gushing in to my gaping hole helped cool the burning and throbbing I was feeling down there. My legs were weak and I managed to push myself off the table and slump into one of the kitchen chairs. Darnell was laughing and talking to TC, whilst wiping his cock on the same kitchen hand towel that TC had used. Of all the things to think about when you have been practically ***** and ass fucked, “I’d better get that towel in the laundry before my husband gets home”, should probably have been furthest thing from my mind but that's what popped into my already spinning head.
I could feel cum dripping from both my holes and as TC and Darnell seemed to be enjoying discussing what had just happened I took a chance they would now leave me alone and I ran off to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror, my make up was smeared, my hair was a mess, my face red and the flesh around my nipples and on my hips was red and covered in marks where fingers had been digging in to it. I doused a wash cloth in the sink and wiped my face, then my pussy and bum hole, mopping up the cum, following which I wiped my thighs where cum had dripped down from my holes.
I stood looking in the mirror for a few minutes wondering how I could have been almost complicit in what had just happened but I reminded myself that they were going to **** me anyway, they had clearly come prepared, given that Darnell had anal lube with him, and I’d probably have been badly hurt physically if I’d tried to fight them off. As I stood there I heard laughing and voices outside the door, more voices than just TC and Darnell. I had no choice but to come out of the bathroom so I put on a towelling robe and opened the door, seeing nobody I walked into the kitchen and was greeted by four smiling faces. TC and Darnell I of course knew but who were the other two black guys, of similar age and build with them?
“Hey posh lady. These are two of our friends Marlon and Wyman. They have come over to pick us up so you don’t need to drive us home. Darnell said smiling. I breathed a little sigh of relief thinking at last my ordeal was over. Then Darnell said “But first were all going to fuck you again.” My heart raced and my insides churned. I was about to protest but realised it would be futile. I stared at Darnell, almost in total disbelief. He smiled at me and said “Come on posh lady smile. You know you will enjoy it !”
What could I do. I did smile, as looking back on things, although I had told myself I was being ***** and hated those two men, I must have enjoyed it, even the anal sex. I’d had three orgasms, something I rarely had through normal penetrative sex and these two guys had gotten me off fairly easily. My smile gave me away totally and seconds later I had four pairs of hands pulling at my robe and groping my body. “Oh god! Yes! Fuck me!” I gently moaned, and they did! The four guys well and truly fucked me in every hole for the next two hours, covering me and filling me with cum before they finally left.
So, dear readers, that brings me to why I am now sitting in the bath drinking wine and contemplating what has just happened and what I have just done. It also leaves me contemplating what I am now going to do about it. How will I deal with it? I could try reporting it as a home invasion and ****, but I’m not really hurt and I kind of enjoyed most of it. I could tell my husband but would he understand my desire to not report it? It would upset him and I didn’t want to do that. I put my head back and close my eyes for a few minutes before opening them and looking at the small card Darnell left me before they departed with his phone number on. I have decided I’m going to keep it in a safe place so I can call Darnell the next time I’m alone or decide I want another fucking of a lifetime!!!!!
My name is Sarah Simmonds, a fifty year old married woman of twenty five years, no children, as neither my husband Ted or I ever wanted them, we were too busy with work and enjoying our passion for travel and adventure. We live in a nice home in what could be described as an upper middle class neighbourhood in the suburbs of our nearest city. We have good and an adventurous sex life, although we have slowed a little from our younger days and at five feet seven inches with a size fourteen figure and D Cup breasts, blonde hair and blue eyes I guess, and have been told I’m still quite attractive.
Today all started when I had to take my car to the garage for a service and some minor work on the brakes. That in itself wouldn’t be too bad but my husband Ted was away on business and the garage weren’t able to give me a courtesy car, so after dropping it off I had to ride the bus the short journey to work. The bus was hot and very busy, standing room only, so I got to work in a pretty pissed off mood and the day didn’t go great with one thing and another. Thankfully the garage called during the day telling me they could bring my car back to me at work towards the end of the day so I was at least thankful for small mercies. However when I came to pay for the work I couldn’t find my purse, which had my cash and credit cards in.
I was almost one hundred percent certain I had brought it from home that morning but as I was heading straight home decided to wait before calling the bank. Luckily we are regular customers of the garage so the guys were understanding and told me to settle up once I had sorted things out. Having gotten home and almost tearing the house apart, with no joy, I had just made the decision to call the bank and then my husband when the doorbell rang. Shit! I thought to myself. Another distraction I didn’t need at this time. I answered the door to see two young black guys there, well I say young, they were compared to me, I guessed very late teens or very early twenties. They were both dressed in baggy jeans and basketball vests, which showed off their muscular bodies.
They both stood there smiling at me, with pearly white teeth, for several seconds before one of them, the taller of the two, said “Mrs Simmonds?”
I looked at them, rather un nerved as to how they knew my name before I tentatively replied “Yes!”
“We found this earlier today on the bus when we were on our way to college.” He said, holding up my purse before explaining that they had agreed to return it to the owner, having found my address on my drivers license, and once they had finished college they had come straight to the house. After speaking the young man held out my purse for me to take from him.
I felt a initial wave of relief wash over me but then thought I’d better check the contents before I got too excited. Not something I wanted to do on the door step and not something I wanted to do in a way to show distrust to the two young men standing before me. “Oh wow, my god, that’s amazing guys.” I said before inviting them in telling them I must give them something for returning my purse, Both guys cracked a smile as they walked in and once inside I closed the door and began checking my purse as I asked there guys their names. The taller one, told me he was called Darnell and his friend was called Theo but everyone called him TC.
As Darnell told me I heard TC say “ Hello Mrs Simmonds. We didn’t take anything out of your purse I swear.” I smiled and told them I didn’t think for a minute they had but someone may have before they had found it. To my immense surprise everything I’d had in my purse, drivers license, credit cards and cash was all there, not one dollar missing. I felt incredibly lucky and also very generous, as I thought of how much hassle the guys had saved me calling the bank and so forth.
“Here you go guys, thank you very much.” I said, as I held out some cash to Darnell telling him it was a little thank you for being so kind and honest.
“We don’t really want any money.” Darnell said. “We walked here from college and are kind of thirsty, plus it’s a long walk home.”
I smiled at the two guys, telling them I really appreciated wha they had done and told them I’d be happy to drive them home after I’d also given them something to drink. Initially offered them Iced Tea but after they looked at each other and then at me, with a smile, I guessed they would want something more. “Or perhaps a beer?” I asked. “I think I need a drink get over the day I’ve had, how about you join me?”
We all went into the kitchen andI got the two guys a beer and poured myself a glass of wine. As we drank TC commented that I must be very relieved to have gotten my purse back. I to,d them I certainly was as apart from all the hassle of calling the bank it meant I didn’t have to let my husband know who would have probably had to cancel some of his cards, something he didn’t need as he was away on business. “So when is your husband back?” TC asked me. When I told them he was away until the weekend the guys looked at each other and smiled before TC said, “You must get pretty lonely being on your own.”
“Not really!” I replied, as they two guys looked at each other again smiling. I began to feel a little uncomfortable with where the conversation was going so suggested we get going and I drive them home before the traffic got busy. “Are you sure I can’t give you some cash too?I feel I owe you more than a drink and a ride for your kindness.” I asked them.
Darnell stood up and drained his beer before saying “Well Mrs Simmonds. There is something you could give us!”
“Name it.” I asked.
“It sure would be nice to have a look and feel of those really nice big tits of yours.” Darnell replied in a slightly firm tone.
I looked at him in shock, my eyes widening with fear. “I really think you two should leave now.” I said, trying to sound assertive.
“No way lady! We wanna see those tits.” Darnell scowled at me.
I stood up, ready to head towards the front door, thinking my best move would be to try and get out of the house then at least I’d be in the open, with the possibility of neighbours and passers by seeing me. After all there was no way I’d be able to fight these two young muscular men off if they decided to attack me. However, before I even got a yard the two guys grabbed me by my arms and then began groping my breasts through my blouse. I was worried they were going to tear the fabric and it was a blouse my husband had bought me so, if they had have torn it, me throwing it away wouldn’t have gone un noticed by him.
“OK! OK!” I shrieked. “I’ll show you but let me take off my top myself so it doesn’t rip.” I pleaded with them.
“OK posh lady.” Darnell said with a smirk and with the both he and TC took a step back and stood staring at me with their arms folded. I took a deep breath and then started to slowly unbutton my
blouse, my hands trembling and my heart pounding. Even at that moment I suspected that they wouldn’t settle for just looking at my bare breasts or even having a feel of them. I was beginning to think I was going to be ***** and I just had to hope I could at least have some control over it so as not to be hurt. I wanted to cry but I wasn’t about to give them the satisfaction of doing so. I decided to just stare at them and show them I wasn’t afraid.
As I opened up my, now undone, blouse I heard a little gasp from TC and saw a smile curl up at the side’s of Darnell’s lips. I took off my blouse and hung it on the back of one of the chairs by the kitchen table, all the while looking towards the two guys. “Very nice but keep going lady.” Darnell said as he continued to leer at me. As he spoke there was something about his voice that made me think he didn’t really want to hurt me. He sounded like he lusted after me and just wanted my body. This combined with the way both guys were looking at me made my insides tingle. with fear, I assumed at the time.
I reached my hands behind me and unclipped my bra, I considered holding it in place or covering my breasts, once it had fallen, with my hands but knew it would be a futile gesture. I took hold of my bra and laid it on the back of the chair, over my blouse as I hear a loud gasp from both guys. I now stood, braless, before them and wondered what would come next. I didn’t have to wonder for long as within seconds Darnell and TC were standing wither side of me, each cupping one of my breasts. They squeezed my breasts firmly but not hard and my nipples tingled. Then almost in unison they both lower their heads and began to suck on my nipples. Now the tingle radiated through my whole breast and into my body despite my brain telling me that I hated what was happening to me.”Oh shit.” I moaned.
The two guys continued to suck on my nipples and squeeze my breasts, all the while running their other hand all over my back and over my buttocks. I felt a hand lifting the hem of my skirt from behind and then another one running up my thigh. I knew what was coming next and I was powerless to prevent it. “Oh no! Guys! No please. You’ve had your little bit of fun now.” Just as I spoke I felt a hand press against the gusset of my panties and as my insides now trembled I let out an involuntary moan. “Ooooooohhhh!” I murmured as my insides began to throb and I could tell my body was betraying me. I knew I was wet and I knew I’d soon be found out.
Despite what my body was doing my mind was telling me I needed to stop things and object. “Fight it Sarah!” my brain was saying over and over again. Feebly I repeated my plea for them to stop but it was no good. Even as I was pleading with them I could feel hands all over my clothing, removing my skirt and then pushing down my panties. “Oh god! I’m naked!” I thought to myself. Oddly enough I knew I was going to get ***** but I didn’t feel scared, I felt strangely aroused and when I felt hands on my shoulders pushing me down I willingly dropped to my knees, knowing what was now expected of me.
As I knelt before my two attackers I started at the huge bulges in their pants, I’d heard a lot about black cocks but I’d never had one, nor seen one so when my attackers released their rock hard cocks from their pants I gasped with surprise and I’m sure my juices gushed. I was now faced with two hard black cocks, both about eight inches in length, one, Darnell’s, long and straight with a big purple head and the other, TC’s, perhaps a little longer but lot thicker, especially at the base and his shaft had quite a prominent curve which almost made the head of it touch his abdomen.
“C’mon lady! Give these cocks a good sucking!” Darnell commanded. I knew I had no choice and I took hold of both cocks. They felt different than any cock I’d ever felt before, not that there had been a lot. Thy were rock hard yet the skin felt soft, like velvet, and I loved rubbing my hands over them. My mind and body were once again at odds with each other, my mind telling me I should be hating these attackers for what they were about to put me through but my mouth salivating at the thought of tasting those two big black cocks. I leant my head forwards and wrapped my lips around the big head of Darnell’s cock.
After a while I switched to TC’s cock and was amazed by the fact although he only looked a little bigger than Darnell the thickness of his cock seemed to stretch my lips and fill my mouth a lot more and began to wonder if I would feel the same difference when they were both in my pussy, a reality which I had now resigned myself to. Even though I switched between the two cocks it was clear Darnell was in charge as every often he would pull my hair and drag my mouth back to his cock when I was sucking TC’s. Darnell was also a lot rougher than TC, seeming to favour fucking my mouth rather than letting me suck him.
I carried on alternating between both cocks for quite a few minutes, every so often feeling a dribble of tasty pre cum coating my tongue, and making me groan with sexual joy, each groan met with a comment from one of the guys like “Woah man! She’s fucking loving it.” or “This posh white bitch sucks cock like a hooker man.” Usually followed by chuckles from one or both of them. Much as though I despised the way they spoke about me they were right! I was loving it. I have always loved sucking cock and these two were probably the nicest, certainly the biggest, I had ever sucked.
My sucking and the comments from the guys continued for several minutes more then I heard a little quick chatter between the two of them, although it was so quick and brief I couldn’t make it out, it could have been code for all I knew. Suddenly following the chatter TC moved behind me and I felt his hands sliding down my beck and then he wrapped his arms around me a little, grasping my breasts with his hands. He squeezed my breasts and tugged on my nipples making them harden even more and tingle a little.
TC moved one of his hands from my breast and slid it down between my legs. I parted my thighs a little more, giving him better access to my love hole and very quickly his fingers found my pussy slit. He ran a finger up and down, my juices squelching. “Oh man! This bitch is fucking dripping. She is ready for some black cock bro.” TC said to Darnell. My insides trembled. Was this when I was going to be fucked? I wondered. Who would be first and what would it be like? Having a strangers cock forced into my married pussy.
As the questions ran through my mind, TC trapped my swollen clit between two fingers and began to rub up and down hard, whilst still using his other hand to pinch and tug on my nipples. My pussy felt like it was on fire and began to throb. The throbbing ran through my whole body and I soon realised the worst possible thing was going to happen. He was going to make me cum, signalling to them that I was enjoying this, that I wanted this. Darnell gripped my head and began to force his cock deeper into my mouth. I felt his cock swell and start to throb in my mouth and seconds later he went stiff, grunted, pulled my hair so hard it hurt and his cock erupted in my mouth.
As the first wave of his hot cum filled my mouth, the throbbing in my pussy intensified and then my orgasm surged through my body. Darnell continued to pump his cum into my mouth whilst I shuddered my way through my orgasm for a couple of minutes before finally he released my head and his cock slipped from my mouth. “I gotta make a call man. She’s all yours.” Darnell casually said to TC as he walked out of the room. As I wondered what he was doing TC lifted me from the floor, span me around so I was facing him then pushed me backwards. My buttocks banged against the kitchen table and I almost stumbled backwards, however TC held onto me and lowered me slowly so I was laying on top of the table.
TC looked down at me as he lifted my legs before opening them and standing between them. Even though he was smiling he had a menacing look in his eyes. “Oh please don’t fuck me. I’ve done what you asked.” I pleaded.
My pleas were hopeless, TC just chuckled “Oh I’m gonna fuck you lady. We all are!” As his words sank in and I tried to figure out what he meant TC wasted no time in rubbing his cock head up and down my soaking wet pussy slit. As his cock head rubbed against my swollen clit a couple of times it made me jump a little and I tried to hide the fact that I found it a little arousing. I realised I’d clearly failed when TC said “Woah! You’re ready for my big cock aren’t ya posh lady? Right! You’re gonna get it.” With that TC rammed his big cock deep into my soaking hole with one hard thrust making me shriek.
As TC began to fuck me the fire in my pussy was almost unbearable, as the thick girth at the base of his cock stretched my lips so much I thought I’d split for sure. I begged him to stop and when he didn't I begged him to go slower. Despite my pleas he continued to fuck me hard and fast. After a couple of minutes he grasped my breasts and tugged on my nipples, leaning back as he did so. His slight change of angle seemed to ease the pain a little however it also did something else. Now he was leaning back a little it seemed to make the pronounced curve of his cock rub against my G spot really hard and my pre orgasmic tremors began almost immediately, possibly because I was still on a bit of a high from my earlier orgasm, never the less it made me squirm with sexual arousal and once again my body betrayed me as I began to beg him to fuck me even harder.
“Ooooooooohhhhh! Fuck Yes! Yes! Yes! Give it me! I shrieked as TC continued to fuck me. He gripped my thighs with his muscular arms and pounded me hard, his hips slamming against my buttocks. TC fucked me that hard my breasts bounced back and forth so much they hurt. I grasped them with my hands and my nipples were so hard they dug into my palms. I pinched them, loving how it made them tingle and made my tremors even more intense. “Oooooooohhh! I, I, Ohhhh! I’m going to cum. Oh Yes! Yes! Yes!” I shrieked as TC fucked me furiously and my pussy began to tighten and throb around the huge cock inside me. TC began to grunt with each thrust and as he tensed I felt his cum erupt inside me. As the first wave of hot cum splashed my vaginal walls I came so hard I almost passed out.
I was still aware of TC pumping his big cock into me, filling my pussy with his hot cum, as I lay on the table, my head spinning, my body shaking and my pussy burning, but my body felt so heavy I couldn’t move and my head so fuzzy I couldn’t speak. After a few minutes my head began to clear and my body relaxed. I was aware that TC had pulled his cock from my pussy and I could feel cum dripping down towards my bum hole. I sat up on the table to see Darnell approaching me. TC was wiping his cock on a kitchen hand towel and as Darnell passed him I heard him say “It’s all arranged bro.”
Before I even had chance to wonder what he had meant Darnell was in front of me. His cock was rock hard and pointing at my pussy. He told me to stand up and I looked at him “aren’t you going to fuck me?” I asked him, feeling both relieved and disappointed that he might not be going to.
Darnell smiled at me and said “Oh Yeah! Posh lady. I’m gonna fuck you but I ain’t dipping my cock in no other mans cum. Turn around!” I hesitated briefly and Darnell grabbed me by the shoulders and span me around so I was facing the table. He pushed me forward and forced me to bend over the table so my body was pressed against it. I felt Darnell grasp my buttocks and pull them apart. “Oh yeah! That’s what I’m gonna have. A nice white married ass!” he exclaimed.
My heart pounded when I heard the words and my insides churned. “Oh No! Please not there. I’ve never done that before.” I shrieked. I wasn’t lying, well not really. I’d been talked into trying it with an old boyfriend in my teens but he couldn’t get it in without me almost screaming the house down so he gave up and I decided there and then anal sex wasn’t for me. Luckily I’d never had a partner who had a real issue with my refusal to indulge them in the past, including my husband Ted who once told me he had tried it and it did nothing for him so it had never been raised again. Now I was going to be forced to take a cock in my ass and I wanted to cry.
I felt Darnell poking a finger into my bum hole and it hurt making me wince in pain. “Oh Fuck that’s a tight hole!” Darnell said with a little chuckle. He pulled his finger out and let go of my buttocks and I thought for a moment he may be having second thoughts. However seconds later he spread my buttocks again and I felt cold liquid being dribbled onto my bum hole. “Let’s get you lubed up posh lady.” Darnell muttered as he poked his finger back into my hole. As Darnell poked I could feel the cool sticky lube being pushed into my hole, it tingled a little and it actually felt quite pleasant, as Darnell worked it in and also began to stretch my hole a little.
After a few minutes Darnell stopped and there was nothing for a few seconds, then I felt it. The head of Darnell’s cock pressing against my bum hole. I started to breath quickly and I could feel my body tensing with fear at what was about to come. Darnell pressed and my sphincter protested, not wanting to allow the invader in. Darnell pressed a little harder but still my sphincter stayed firm however the strain was beginning to tell and I felt the first sensation of pain creeping into my hole. I breathed deep knowing that Darnell was close to breaking through the barrier and when he pressed even harder my sphincter gave way, defeated, and I shrieked with pain as Darnell speared my anal passage with his pole like cock.“Ooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwww!” I howled as Darnell thrust his cock deep, his hips slammed against my buttocks and searing pain shot up my spine and through my bowels.
Darnell stayed still for a minute, gently caressing my back “Relax posh lady.” It will get better I promise. Then he began to withdraw his cock and push it back in slowly. Each time he pulled back I felt a little relief but when he plunged back in the pain shot through me again. Darnell repeated this for a couple of minutes, and suddenly my breathing slowed and my body relaxed. It no longer hurt too much it was more like a tight and full feeling in my bum hole. Darnell began to speed up, sensing my hole was now stretched and accustomed to having this invader running loose inside me. Darnell got a little quicker and suddenly I let out a different type of moan “Ooooh christ Mmmmmnn!”
I was horrified, once again my body had taken over, shutting my brain out and ignoring the pain which had now become pleasure. Darnell fucked me harder and I pressed my hands against the table top, trying to push my hips back to meet Darnell’s thrusts. What was I doing? I’d lost control, my body had given in to this ******. A man who had forcibly taken my bum hole and was now fucking me where no man ever had before. I hated him, he had sodemised me, made me feel dirty, I’d never feel the same again. As these thoughts went through my head I screamed at him. “Fuck me you bastard. Fuck my posh white ass!”
My words seemed to flick a switch inside Darnell. He gripped my hips, so tight it hurt, I could feel his fingers digging into my flesh. He began to pound my ass faster and harder than before, his cock seemed to be going even deeper, probing into my bowels. My body felt like it was going to explode. “I’m gonna cream your posh white ass for you!” Darnell growled as he thrust a few more times with real venom. Then he grabbed my hair and roared as his cum spurted into me, splashing my anal passage and squirting into my bowels, pushing me over the edge of my sexual high and my own orgasm exploded deep inside me.
We remained locked together, bucking and thrusting our way through our orgasms, for what seemed ages before my own tremors began to ebb away and Darnell pulled his cock from my bum hole. The cool air gushing in to my gaping hole helped cool the burning and throbbing I was feeling down there. My legs were weak and I managed to push myself off the table and slump into one of the kitchen chairs. Darnell was laughing and talking to TC, whilst wiping his cock on the same kitchen hand towel that TC had used. Of all the things to think about when you have been practically ***** and ass fucked, “I’d better get that towel in the laundry before my husband gets home”, should probably have been furthest thing from my mind but that's what popped into my already spinning head.
I could feel cum dripping from both my holes and as TC and Darnell seemed to be enjoying discussing what had just happened I took a chance they would now leave me alone and I ran off to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror, my make up was smeared, my hair was a mess, my face red and the flesh around my nipples and on my hips was red and covered in marks where fingers had been digging in to it. I doused a wash cloth in the sink and wiped my face, then my pussy and bum hole, mopping up the cum, following which I wiped my thighs where cum had dripped down from my holes.
I stood looking in the mirror for a few minutes wondering how I could have been almost complicit in what had just happened but I reminded myself that they were going to **** me anyway, they had clearly come prepared, given that Darnell had anal lube with him, and I’d probably have been badly hurt physically if I’d tried to fight them off. As I stood there I heard laughing and voices outside the door, more voices than just TC and Darnell. I had no choice but to come out of the bathroom so I put on a towelling robe and opened the door, seeing nobody I walked into the kitchen and was greeted by four smiling faces. TC and Darnell I of course knew but who were the other two black guys, of similar age and build with them?
“Hey posh lady. These are two of our friends Marlon and Wyman. They have come over to pick us up so you don’t need to drive us home. Darnell said smiling. I breathed a little sigh of relief thinking at last my ordeal was over. Then Darnell said “But first were all going to fuck you again.” My heart raced and my insides churned. I was about to protest but realised it would be futile. I stared at Darnell, almost in total disbelief. He smiled at me and said “Come on posh lady smile. You know you will enjoy it !”
What could I do. I did smile, as looking back on things, although I had told myself I was being ***** and hated those two men, I must have enjoyed it, even the anal sex. I’d had three orgasms, something I rarely had through normal penetrative sex and these two guys had gotten me off fairly easily. My smile gave me away totally and seconds later I had four pairs of hands pulling at my robe and groping my body. “Oh god! Yes! Fuck me!” I gently moaned, and they did! The four guys well and truly fucked me in every hole for the next two hours, covering me and filling me with cum before they finally left.
So, dear readers, that brings me to why I am now sitting in the bath drinking wine and contemplating what has just happened and what I have just done. It also leaves me contemplating what I am now going to do about it. How will I deal with it? I could try reporting it as a home invasion and ****, but I’m not really hurt and I kind of enjoyed most of it. I could tell my husband but would he understand my desire to not report it? It would upset him and I didn’t want to do that. I put my head back and close my eyes for a few minutes before opening them and looking at the small card Darnell left me before they departed with his phone number on. I have decided I’m going to keep it in a safe place so I can call Darnell the next time I’m alone or decide I want another fucking of a lifetime!!!!!
