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Deepest Desires (Part 1)

Part 1. The Black Guy fantasy

I shouldn’t really feel the way I do. I have a great girlfriend. She’s pretty and the sort of girl most guys would love to have to themselves. I’m not too bad looking myself either and we’re both still at university. Many of you older guys out there would probably say I should be concentrating on just having fun, sex booze and drugs!  I get really turned on by Jill though. She is 21, blonde hair, blue eyes slim and looks like butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth. She is quite a horny girl and she’s had my butter in her mouth a few times but when I try to extend our pleasures to involve some of my little fantasies I get a definite “no.”

 What is it I want to do? OK I’ll tell you. I have a craving to have Jill fucked by almost anyone who will have her. I want to see her being a slut. Even more I suppose I want to be forced to watch her being a slut. I want to see her fucked till it hurts and I don’t care who does it. I want her covered in other guy’s cum and still screaming for more. It’s a far cry from a glass of wine on a Friday night with friends at the Uni bar isn’t it?

 Well now that I have justified myself, I have to confess, I have managed to have some of my fantasies fulfilled though I feel a bit guilty about how I did it. Hopefully if I tell you, I might find someone out there who understands what’s driving me.

1. The build up

 Sex with Jill had been great. We shagged a couple of times a week and I had even persuaded her to do it in the dark car park behind a pub late one night. She was quite adventurous and, was happy to be on top. She would suck and swallow and loved being shagged “doggy fashion” but drew the line at anal sex. She was more a “do-er” than a “watcher.” Now me, I’m Mike and at the same age  as Jill, I was happy to go along with all of the above. The most exciting event was the “car park shag.” I was so turned on out in the cold night with my pants at my ankles and my 7 inch cock feeling like it was going to burst. Jill’s comments after were, “It WAS a bit cold though!”

 She preferred a few drinks, a warm bed, soft music and some candlelight (a far cry from the gang rape in my mind). I loved to watch her in a group in the bar. The other guys at Uni would look at her and sometimes, when she was a little more drunk than normal, her skirt would ride up and I loved to watch them watch her. These were my good looking friends though, and I preferred guys in the city centre bars who were a little rougher or older, looking at her. We didn’t always frequent these bars as she preferred the younger age group to hang around.

One night just over 9 months ago, we stopped off to meet up with some friends on our way out for the night. We had been meaning to have sex before going out but we were running really late. I was so horny I could have shagged the neighbor's cat and I could tell she was too. We decided to hold off until we came back to the flat later. As a result we actually arrived a little too early at our friend’s rooms and found them smoking some drugs (which I presumed to be cannabis but I’m no expert). We had a few drinks and they continued to talk and smoke and at some stage while I was at the toilet, Jill was persuaded to try it. She inhaled, spluttered and laughed but kept going. It was so unlike her as she was not an advocate of drug taking in any way but I remembered she was finishing off a short course of tablets for an ear infection and I wondered if the alcohol was affecting her. She was certainly quite giddy and laughing loudly at almost anything and everything. I managed to opt out but quite enjoyed seeing her so abandoned in her manner. By the time we headed out to the bar, she was very merry indeed and quite amorous saying how she really fancied a good “seeing to” when we got home.

It was Friday night and our usual bar was jam packed. I suggested the six of us head for another one further down the street which I knew had more of a mixed crowd. When we got there I realised this was more like it. After about 30 minutes we managed to acquire a table in a corner towards the rear of the bar close to the toilets and Jill kept drinking. I decided to hold back a little. I also decided to sit back a little and watched as Jill enjoyed herself. Our friends had a few more “wacky” cigarettes and I noticed Jill joining them. Her skirt was quite high and my friend Roger couldn’t take his eyes off her. I could see her panties now and I am sure he could. He kept making small talk but he was watching to make sure I wasn’t looking at him.

She got up and wandered off to the toilet. From where I was sitting I could see down the small corridor to the door of the toilets. I took my eyes off her once she entered and it must have been about 10 minutes before I looked up again and saw a tall Arab looking guy of about 25 and a smaller Indian looking guy talking to her, just outside the toilet. She seemed quite relaxed and was flirting happily with them. I saw her point at me as though to say “I’m already with someone.”

I took my cue and walked up to her. The guys were amiable enough but not exactly immaculate. I looked at them as I approached. The black guy looked either Moroccan or perhaps Egyptian. He was very tall and a looked as you would imagine a Berber tribesman to be. He was thin with a bit of stubble and wore jeans and a t-shirt with a thin cotton short jacket. His friend was an unlikely ally and looked more Indian though I wondered if he might be Pakistani assuming the other guy to be Muslim. He was wearing a dark suit which seemed too big for him and though it was clean, it had seen better days. He was unusually attractive, with almost a feminine face as his features were very small. He was only about 5 feet 5 inches tall and again quite slim. They hadn’t touched Jill at all.

“Hi darling, I was just telling these guys that you are the only one who gets his hands on these.” She said this as she pushed her tits up and they almost popped out of her top. I caught a glimpse of brown nipple as she did it.

I was horny. “Now honey I don’t mind someone getting a bit of you if you don’t,” I said. My cock was ruling what I was saying.

“You and your fantasies, darling,” She said. “My body is for you.”

At that, she stumbled back to the table.

“Sorry guys, she’s not up for it tonight,” I said.

The tall black guy shook my hand and said, “I’m Mo and this is Ahmed.” “Give her this and we’ll wait over there.” “It might help her change her mind.”

It was a small half tablet.

“She only needs half in her state,” He said. “Drop it into her drink.”

I walked off in a daze and rejoined our friends just as two of them decided to head off for a Friday “early night.” I realized my cock was stiff as hell in my jeans. “It might just happen,” I thought.

 

2. The Set Up

I don’t know why or how, but I slipped the half pill into her drink. I suppose I thought that if it made her a bit giddy, we could have some fun when we got home but deep down I knew what was going to happen. Our second batch of two friends then decided to head for more comfortable territory at the Uni bar and Jill wanted to go too, but somehow, I persuaded her to stay. She agreed without any problem. She looked fine at this stage so I decided we should just go home for our promised shag. She stood up and staggered against me. I looked across the room at the two guys and they winked in unison. We were partners in crime!

I took her and helped her out of the bar. We looked just like a slightly drunken couple heading home but Jill was talking gibberish. The walk home was no more than 10 minutes so off we went and I did not see the guys follow. I was pleased and disappointed. We got to the door and I managed to get her into the hallway to our flat but was slightly struggling when  someone offered help – it was one of the black guys! We had been followed.

“Listen mate, I ain’t gonna do anything you don’t want.” “Don’t believe all you read in the papers.” “We’re here to make your dreams and our dreams some true – that’s all.” His dark voice comforted me and I let him help me in. His friend followed. I was a little drunk myself and just followed blindly behind.

We took Jill into the house. The tall black guy said, “You want her to be fucked don’t you.” I nodded in an almost embarrassed manner. Here I was telling a complete stranger something I had kept secret for some time.

She was taken to the bedroom and thrown on the bed. She said nothing except a brief exclamation as she landed on the bed. The guys turned to me and the little guy started to strip me. “Hey, I’m not gay,” I said.

“Neither are we,” was the response.

I stood in my grey Calvin Klein tight boxers with my stiff erection plainly visible. The little guy who had stripped me, grabbed it and gave it a squeeze and I didn’t stop him. He led me over to a chair and made me sit. The tall Arab, slowly stripped while facing me and when he got down to his white briefs, he slipped them off and exposed a sizeable semi-erection of about 7 or 8 inches – but thick. It was cut as I expected.

The smaller Asian guy also stripped and faced me. When he was naked, he was less impressive with a 5 or 6 inch slim cock, also cut. He started to stroke it and came towards me, pulling my pants down until I was sitting in a chair stark naked, in front of two suspect guys with my girlfriend lying comatose on the bed. Ahmed walked over and stuck his little cock in front of my face.

“Now suck the cock that’s going to fuck your girlfriend,” He said.

I was definitely reluctant but also concerned that if I didn’t, I wouldn’t get what I now really wanted. I kissed the tip and some precum followed a tracer from his cock head to my lips. He grabbed my head and stuck it in my mouth. I gasped as this little cock entered my mouth and a strong salty taste invaded my taste buds as he thrust it in and out. This was NOT part of the deal but seemed to be part of my humiliation. I got a strong feeling these guys knew exactly what they were doing.

 

3. The Action

I had been drinking sufficiently to make me feel really horny. Some people have a lower libido with alcohol whereas mine increases. I looked across to Jill lying spread-eagled on the bed. One leg was up and her legs were wide open with her white panties showing clearly. Mo made sure I was watching as he walked over to her. His large cock was swaying in a semi-erect state.

“Come on then sweetie,” He said, “It’s party time.” “Let’s get you ready.”

He stripped her. She groaned slightly as he confidently took everything off except her panties. She even lifted up to help him. Her eyes were part open and part closed during this. I was still having this little hard cock rammed into my mouth with his hands behind my head. My cock was still telling me this was good. Mo peeled of her panties and took his mouth down to her cunt. He licked it. His tongue invaded her slit and started to slurp around as his hands felt her tits quite roughly. She made soft whimpering noises and called my name gently.

“You got rubbers.” He asked?

“Yes,” I managed to say after letting Ahmed’s cock drop from my mouth. I pulled a handful from the drawer.

“Now you’re the boyfriend so we want to see you fuck her first,” He said.

Suddenly I was on a high. I was actually going to fuck Jill in front of two complete strangers who seemed slightly menacing. Mo sat astride Jill almost across her face and facing her feet. His bum was just above her face and his hands moved from her tits to open her legs and stretch her vagina lips for my entry. I couldn’t wait! I lowered myself on to her and started to push against her cunt. It was sloppy wet with Mo’s saliva and her own juices. My cock entered quite easily and as I started thrusting Mo changed position and moved towards me with his cock swinging. It was heading for my mouth. This was all new to me and something that other than in the odd moment of fantasy, had never really crossed my mind. At the moment, my heart was pounding with a mixture of fear, drunkenness and lust. I took the cock in my free hand and guided the monster into my mouth to slurp hungrily.

“Yea cocksucker, take it all,” He growled at me.

I felt Ahmed behind me and his arm wrapped round to grip my cock as I pumped in and out of Jill. Her hands lifted and she was gasping in time to my thrusts as she held my legs. I was set to blow so had to stop. If I came now I wasn’t going to see my ultimate fantasy. I pulled off and begged Mo to fuck her. Mo stayed put and as I slipped off, Ahmed took position. He entered her in one go and hammered like a teenager on his first fuck. He sucked her tits and lifted her legs up into a “V” shape above her head to allow full access. She continued to grunt and whimper as he thrust into her. My cock was so hard the veins on my foreskin were showing hard and red. I thought I was going to explode without touching myself. My head was throbbing in time to my cock’s rise and fall.

Mo stepped off the bed and pulled Ahmed off. He grabbed Jill’s legs roughly and pulled her to the edge of the bed. For the first time his cock was at full mast. It looked to be about 8 or 9 inches but it was very thick – at least twice the girth of mine. He rolled a rubber on and it didn’t even cover the full cock. For a fleeting moment, I envied Jill. I don’t know why but the thought of getting that inside me just flitted across my brain. I then just sat, cock in hand, to watch.

After the roughness in getting her into position, he was gentleness itself. He opened her legs and lay on her to kiss her lips. He licked down her body and on to each tit in turn. She made little mewing noises. He worked down with his lips and licked her cunt again, pushing his tongue into her very obviously for us both to see.

“Now honey,” He said, “Your first black cock?” This was said as a question as he looked at me and I nodded.

He slowly pushed his large purple cock head against her. I went very close. I could smell the sex as he gently pushed the tip in and out. I bent further forward and managed to lick her a little as his cock entered. He pulled back to allow me to lick his cock at the point of entry. He then pushed further into her and out again. I could hear the wet swishing noise of her juices against his stiff organ. He pushed me back a little and Ahmed took me back against him, standing behind me with his stiff cock against my back and his hand around my front stroking my bursting member. Mo started to pump her harder. Her legs were splayed out to give him closer access and he began to grunt with every thrust.

He was never going to last long and with a long wail… “Jeesus,” he humped heavily into her and then stopped. As he pulled slightly back I could see his cock throb with the beat of his heart and knew his cum was pumping into the rubber inside Jill. I felt warmth across my buttocks where Ahmed had been rubbing himself and knew my time was here. My cum arched out of my cock almost painfully and shot right across the bed hitting Jill across her tits and face. Almost unconsciously she licked her lips and took drops into her mouth. Mo pulled out and the deflating cock had the rubber sagging on the end. The quantity of cum made mine look pitiful. The weight of the volume caused the teat to fill along with one about 20% of the condom. Mo expertly pulled it off his cock and with one quick movement, emptied the contents over her tits. The thick liquid didn’t run but collected in a pool above her tits and on her chest.

“That was awesome, man,” He said. “Anytime you want to knock her out, I’ll be here for you.” “If ever you want a bit of black cock for yourself, you can have this too,” He said pointing at the slab of meat between his legs. The thought that I would ever want or be able to take that brute up my arse seemed unlikely.

The guys dressed quickly and told me I could find them any weekend in the same bar. At that moment, I wanted them out as I suddenly became a little frightened of these two slightly shabby foreigners in our house late at night, however they left without any hassle at all and I went back to clean up. As I walked naked back into the room she faced me with her legs still folded up. Her sex looking red and wet with the cum slowly trickling off her body, some running into her pubic hair. I leaned forward and licked her cunt. It was warm and wet and the taste of the thin cum was adding to the excitement. My cock rose once again as I realised my ultimate fantasy had just been reached and two strange cocks had just entered my girlfriend and I had watched. I climbed on top and entered her again. My cock was lightly lubricated by some of Mo’s cum so I used the side of my hand to collect the remainder and poured it on to my cock as I thrust into her. I was fucking my girlfriend with another man’s cum!!!

I am not normally great sexually on the second time around but this was no ordinary event and my release was within three minutes of entry. I almost screamed as I shot my warm load into Jill. Thank God she was on the pill!

I quickly wiped her and dried her off before tucking her into bed and joining her finally for sleep.

We lay in the next morning and when she woke she seemed quite cheery. My fear was that she would remember something and I had a few excuses and stories lined up. She was perky though and quickly pulled on her gown to make a breakfast for us.

“You were a horny bugger last night,” She said. “My cunt is raw with the fucking you gave me!” “Sorry I was a bit wasted with the smokes and booze, but I enjoyed my night anyway.” “I hope you did.”

 “Oh I did Jill, I did!”

Story By: Kewtie Boy

  Deepest Desires part 2

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