My wife and I had just checked into the Fontainebleau Hotel in Miami Beach. We had saved up and taken the week to celebrate our 10th anniversary, and were splurging by staying in an expensive hotel that was normally out of our price range. We got an oceanfront room on the 4th floor, and were ecstatic at the grandeur of the hotel.
We were both in our early 30’s, having married just out of college. Maggie was a slim and petite blond, standing at just 5’6. I was 5’11, and had kept my toned swimmers build from college, although I had added a little bit more muscle bulk. We had a very active and adventurous sex life together, including a couple of swinger parties that we had attended. We made a commitment to each other that we would always tell the truth about other people we were attracted to, and while we didn’t exactly have an open marriage, we had on occasion brought others (both men and women) into our bed for a threesome. I wouldn’t exactly consider myself bi-sexual, just comfortable in my own skin. When we had another guy join us, we would both focus on her, not each other.
Well, that’s almost true. About six months back, we invited this muscular dude that we met at a bar back to our place. He agreed to come, and when we got to the house, he kind of took charge, directing our sexual play. He made us both get naked, then he walked up to each of us, Maggie first, then me, and planted an intense kiss on our lips. I’d never made out with a man before that night, but I found I liked him taking charge and making me do it. Then he had us both kneel and kiss his cock once he got naked. Maggie and I made out while we had our mouths on each side of it. She took his cock in her mouth and sucked for a few minutes, then he pulled her head off his cock, grabbed me by my hair, and suddenly I found myself sucking my first cock. When we made it to the bed, he had Maggie kneel over me and I ate her out as she sat on my face. Then he fucked her over my face, then made me eat her out again after he seeded her hole. I couldn’t believe how dirty or turned on I felt by how he took control even of me, and basically degraded me in front of my wife. Finally, he commanded me to jerk off, not allowing me to even fuck my own wife while he was there. It was hot, unexpected, but I also felt shame and degraded. After he left, we agreed that we wouldn’t bring anyone else home for a while. Our sex life returned to normal after that, and we were happy.
The day after we checked in the hotel for our anniversary, we had decided to spend the day at the pool relaxing and working on our tans. We had decided before coming that we were going to splurge the entire week, so we ate lunch at the pool restaurant and enjoyed drinks throughout the day. If only we were rich, we could get used to this kind of lifestyle!
The amount of alcohol that we had consumed probably lowered our inhibitions, but I could tell that Maggie was getting pretty turned on looking at a guy that was seated a couple of chairs down from us. She first noticed him when he walked by us headed to the bar, and she had not taken her eyes off of him for very long since. I noticed him as well. He was a big, muscular black guy, standing at about 6’2 or 6’3. His body type reminded me of the dominant guy who had come home with us several months back, although that guy was white. His body was perfect, and it scared me both that Maggie seemed so into him, and that I found him attractive as well. I was concerned about a repeat of that other night. Maggie glanced over at me and saw that I had noticed her attraction to the man. “He’s so hot!” she giggled.
I laughed as I replied, “We’re supposed to be here on our anniversary, not picking up random guys at the pool!” We went back to chatting and checking out the other people around the pool, although I’ll admit that I found my eyes returning fairly often to the black Adonis seated near us.
Later that night, we were drinking at the Bleau Bar, enjoying cocktails, when we saw the black stud walking into the bar with another black man, of similar size and musculature. “Looks like your stud is already taken!” I leaned over to whisper in Maggie’s ear. She turned to look at them as they walked in, smiling as she said, “Shame!” We laughed as we turned back to our drinks. I felt a sense of relief that Maggie wouldn’t try to go after him since he was with another man.
A moment later, however, a deep male voice asked, “Is anyone sitting here?” I turned to discovered that the voice belonged to one of the two black men we had seen enter the bar. We answered that the seats were open and they sat down next to us. Maggie immediately began chatting with the two men, who we learned were brothers. De’Andre, the man that had caught our eye by the pool, was seated next to her, and on the other side of him was his brother Donnie. Very quickly the four of us settled into lively conversation, and we found the time passing very quickly. They were also here on vacation, celebrating the sale of a start-up company they founded. They were newly wealthy and decided to celebrate.
After several drinks, the brothers invited us to continue the conversation up in their suite. When we got onto the elevator, they pressed the button for one of the penthouse floors. They had a two bedroom suite on one of the top floors! I was excited to get to see a penthouse suite and see how rich people vacationed! We arrived at their floor, and quickly we found ourselves inside a spacious and beautiful space. De’Andre began mixing drinks on the kitchen island as Donnie went and pulled out a plate of brownies, offering Maggie and I one as he asked, “You wanna try these brownies? They’re my special recipe!”
We each grabbed one, and bit into them. They were delicious, and pretty soon we were feeling the high from the pot that was baked in. We were all feeling good as De’Andre put on some music. The drinks were delicious, the brownies had us feeling good, and we were having a great time just hanging out with the two brothers. Maggie got up to dance to the music, pulling me up with her. She was clearly feeling good, her inhibitions lowered, as she danced sexily up to me, grinding against me and causing my cock to stir. A slow R&B song came on, and she smiled as she lewdly threw her arms around my neck and pulled me down into a passionate kiss. Between the pot, the alcohol, and the general sexy ambiance, I almost forgot that we had an audience.
But as we broke the kiss, I felt a hand on my back, and realized that De’Andre had come up beside us and joined us in what had become a very sensual dance. He had one arm around my back and the other around Maggie. She turned to him, smiling as their mouths came together in a kiss. I was becoming so horny, watching my wife get kissed by this very sexy black man. I was mesmerized by the contrast of her white skin against his black skin. I was so engrossed in their passionate kiss that I didn’t feel Donnie come up to the other side of us, completing the foursome, until his hand came up under my chin and turned my head. Almost immediately, my mouth was covered by his and he and I shared a kiss that matched the passion of his brother and my wife.
The four of us were all grouped together, but as we began kissing, the foursome broke apart into two interracial couples. My wife was now completely in the arms of De’Andre, and I was in the arms of Donnie, and each couple was making out and slowly gyrating to the beat of the music. The sensations I felt were intense: I could feel Donnie’s cock hardening against my own already hard boner. I was aware that my wife was lost in her own passionate making out with another man right next to me. I was concerned that I too was lost in the passionate kissing with another man while my wife stood nearby. This was new territory in our journey of sexual exploration.
As the song came to an end, we all broke apart from our kissing. Maggie’s face was flushed, and I could see the outline of her nipples poking out, alerting everyone in the room that she was very turned on by what just happened. The hard cocks tenting the pants of the three of us guys left no doubt as to our feelings either. De’Andre kept a protective arm around Maggie’s waist as he led her over to a couch to sit with him and chat. Donnie did the same to me. The brothers had effectively separated us and picked their partners, and unbelievably, I felt powerless to stop it. Worse, every time that he touched my body, it was like I came alive and my skin tingled, and I didn’t want him to stop touching me.
Before he sat down, Donnie pulled his shirt off, revealing his amazingly powerful chest, and then he grabbed my shirt and pulled it off too. He then sat down in an oversized chair and pulled me down so that I was seated sideways in his lap, his arm around my back. The hand that was in front of me came up, caressed my face, and pulled me back into a passionate kiss with him. I found my hands running all over his muscular chest, feeling his power. I could feel his steel hard cock under my ass as I sat on his lap, making me fully aware of how large he was. We made out like that for a few minutes before he pulled back and had me stand up. As I stood, I looked over at the couch to see a shirtless De’Andre laying on top of my wife, who seemed to be naked writhing under his muscular body. Again, I was captivated by the contrast of their skin colors, and jealous at the same time. The man was clearly planning to fuck my wife, and she was going to let him!
I didn’t have long to worry about jealousy. Donnie stood, removed his pants and underwear, and unbuckled my own, pulling both my pants and underwear down. He then sat back down on the chair, pulling me down with him onto my knees in front of him, then grabbing my neck and pulling me forward, my face now inches from his very large black cock.
“Donnie,” I began, “I don’t think…” I didn’t have time to finish that sentence. Donnie took the opportunity of my mouth being open to pull it down over his cock, and suddenly, for the second time in my life, my mouth was full of another man’s cock. I was on my knees, sucking Donnie’s cock, while his brother pleasured my wife in the same room.
“Suck!” he commanded. He was stronger than me, and held my head down until I relented and began sucking his cock. He kept pulling me down, until finally he popped into my throat and he pulled me all the way down, my nose in his pubes and his cock buried in my throat.
“There you go, baby,” I heard him say over me. “Just relax and breathe through your nose. That throat feels so good on my cock, baby!”
Hearing him say that must have caused De’Andre and Maggie to look over and realize what we were doing. I couldn’t go anywhere because Donnie wouldn’t let me up and off his cock, and he had begun thrusting in and out of my throat, keeping my mouth on his cock.
“Well, since your husband isn’t going to be available to pleasure you anytime soon, maybe I should take you to my bed!” I heard De’Andre say to Maggie.
To my horror, I heard her giggle as she replied, “Oh, yes! Take me stud!”
Donnie chuckled above me, his deep laugh vibrating down to his cock, and I felt it in my throat. “I didn’t know when we went down for a drink that we’d be picking up two white bitches!” he said, continuing to laugh. I wanted to argue with him, but my mouth was full.
He kept me sucking for another couple of minutes. During that time, he leaned forward and suddenly I felt his hand run down my back and over my ass. He pulled his hand back, wet his finger with spit, and then returned to my ass, only this time his finger found my hole, and I felt him trying to push it in. I shook my head no, but he only laughed.
“If my brother is getting white pussy, it’s only fair that I get some too. Looking around, this the only white pussy I see in here, so it’s the pussy I’m getting.” His logic seemed flawed, but with his hand holding my head on his dick, there wasn’t anywhere I could go. His finger pressed in. I tried to clench my ass muscles, but he just pressed in, his finger slick with spit.
“Now listen,” he told me sternly. “I feel you clenching, trying to keep me out. But you need to know that I’ve decided you ARE getting fucked tonight! We can do this one of two ways: either you relax and enjoy this cock teaching you what you truly are, or you can resist, and I’ll rape you. Either way, I’m getting in.”
I relented. I wanted to fight him off, but I knew he would beat me. I wanted to maintain a sense of manhood, but I didn’t want to get raped. And I couldn’t deny the fact that I had loved making out with Donnie earlier, so maybe there was a small part of me that knew this was where we were headed all along. I relaxed, and he pressed a second finger into me, then a third.
“That’s it, bitch,” he said. “Give it up for your man! I’m going to make you feel real special tonight!”
Donnie then pulled me off his cock and stood up, pulling me up off my knees. My pants and underwear were bunched around my ankles because I still had my shoes on, so I couldn’t walk. He just picked me up, slung me over his shoulder, and marched us to his own room, saying, “Time to go get you fucked!”
Entering his room, Donnie tossed me onto the bed, on my back. He roughly pulled my shoes off, then grabbed my pants and underwear and pulled them off, tossing them on the floor. I was laying on my back on his bed, my legs hanging off the bed, Donnie standing between them as he reached over to his nightstand and grabbed a bottle of lube. He squeezed out some and lathered up my ass with it, then slathered more all over his massive cock. Setting the lube down, the grabbed each of my legs in a hand, pulled them up and separated them out, and pressed his cock head against my hole. Almost immediately, the head and a couple of inches slid into my loosened ass, until I clenched at the sudden intrusion. Donnie stopped and held still for a moment.
“Shh, baby,” he said soothingly, “just relax. Give me that ass. I got you.” His words and his tone calmed me and I relaxed. Feeling that, he pressed another inch in. He began moving just slightly in and out, pressing further in each time. Without much pain, he worked that big black cock into my hole much quicker than I would have imagined, and soon I felt his wiry pubes pressed against the outside of my hole. Donnie leaned down over me and took my mouth in other passionate kiss.
Leaning up slightly, he smiled down at me and said, “You’ve got me, baby! You did it, you opened for your man! You’ve taken my cock, now it’s time to enjoy the ride!” He started a slow in-and-out thrusting that quickly built up to an all out pounding. He put my legs on his shoulders so that he could rest his arms on the bed, and I felt completely surrounded by him, my body completely surrendered to his pleasure. For my part, the feeling in my ass had shifted from uncomfortable to full, and now the warm tentacles of pleasure were branching out from my ass to take over my body. This was beginning to feel incredible!
He pulled out and commanded that I turn over and get on my hands and knees. I moved up to the middle of the bed and felt him climb on behind me. He pressed his cock in balls deep in one stroke and was now fucking me doggy. I felt his hand on my lower back, pressing me down, telling me to arch my back. I followed his commands, went where he told me to go, and thoroughly enjoyed getting fucked! One of my favorite moments was when I felt his hands on my shoulders as he was pounding me from behind, pulling me back into his thrust, controlling my entire body to be focused on his cock and his pleasure.
Donnie’s stamina was fantastic. He fucked me for a good twenty minutes before pulling out again. “Gotta rest for a minute, not ready to cum just yet!” he said, smiling at me. Since we were resting, I laid down on my stomach, grateful for a respite. Donnie lay down beside me, running his hands over my back and ass, complementing me on my ass and how well I was taking his cock. He then rolled me over on my back again and rolled on top of me, making out with me once again as he ground his cock against my own. Finally reaching down and lifting my legs back up, he entered me once again in a missionary position, my prone body fully submitted to his fuck. He lazily fucked me like that for a couple of minutes, his slow fuck matching the slow thrust of his tongue in my mouth as we kissed.
Finally, Donnie pulled up onto his knees, then began working back to the edge of the bed, pulling my body with him and keeping me impaled on his cock. Once he reached the edge of the bed, he stood up, my ass hanging off the edge of the bed, his cock fully embedded. Leaning over me, he said, “Wrap your arms around my neck.” I obeyed, and he stood up, carrying me with him. He was now holding me up, my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck, clinging to his torso as I sat suspended on his cock.
“Time to see what your wife’s up to!” He said as he began walking us out of his room and back into the living area of the suite.
“Wait!” I said, not wanting the humiliation of Maggie seeing my black lover balls deep in my ass.
“Don’t worry, princess!” he laughed. “Me and De’Andre always like to fuck our bitches together at least once! We like to watch each other fuck. You’ll see how hot it is!” I had no choice but to be taken to the bed where De’Andre was no doubt fucking my wife. She was going to see what I had become.
I could hear Maggie’s cries of ecstasy as we neared the door. Donnie opened the door and walked us in. I couldn’t see what was happening until he laid me on the bed. I looked to my left, and there was Maggie, naked, on her back, with De’Andre kneeling between her legs, fucking her hard as she groaned and moaned. Donnie began matching his brothers thrust as he resumed fucking me in the same position that my wife was being fucked next to me, and her eyes widened as she heard my own groans of pleasure at being fucked.
“Oh, baby!” she said. “You look so hot submitting to a superior black man!” I couldn’t believe my ears! Maggie, my sweet wife, was not only loving getting fucked while I watched, she was loving watching me get fucked. We were being fucked together. We looked in each other’s eyes, then leaned together and kissed as we both got pounded by the two black brothers. It turned out to be one of the sexiest moments of my life!
The intensity of the situation, the excitement of my wife, the pleasure in my ass all combined together and I felt an orgasm approaching swiftly! My ass spasmed as my cock shot out a massive load, coating my chest in cum. Maggie, for her part, had apparently been experiencing multiple orgasm for about the last 15 minutes, and was lost in the endorphin pleasure in her body. Donnie and De’Andre both came in us about a minute or two later. After we all came down somewhat from our sexual highs, the brothers instructed Maggie and I to tell each other good night, then Donnie carried me back to his room. He laid me in his bed, and spooned himself against my back, his cock nestled into the crack of my ass as we both drifted off to sleep.
He woke me up twice in the night to fuck me again.
The next morning, Maggie and I went and checked out of our room and spent the rest of the week of our anniversary trip in the roles of the sex toys for the two sexy black men. I’m not sure what the future holds for our marriage, but we enjoyed the hell out of that week!
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