It had been one of those days. I had had a nightmare at work, fluffed things up with the girl I was trying to pull at the café where I eat my lunch, been balled out by my boss in the afternoon, and now my phone had run out of credit so I couldn't call my mate to tell him I'd be late to meet him that evening. I decided to go for a drink near my office and drown my sorrows on my own instead.
I had not been there long when I caught site of three, devastatingly attractive ladies, all quite voluptuous, full curves and ripe flesh, laughing and giggling together in a booth at the back of the bar. One was blonde, one brunette and the other a deliciously-toned caramel-coloured black woman. They caught me looking in their direction, but instead of scowling or averting their gaze, they accepted my glances with what seemed like good humour, and continued to laugh and giggle amongst themselves, nodding and glinting back at me. With what courage I know not (I am not normally so forward), I got up and approached them, smiling as best I could, and offered to buy a round of drinks. They accepted politely, proffering me a vacant chair, and I signalled the waiter for a jug of whatever cocktail they fancied.
With a large pot of 'Screaming multiple orgasm' sat between us, they proceeded to take a keen interest in everything about me. I talked happily (and stupidly) in response to their questions, answering what my work comprised and what my name was, and how my day had been, while they nodded and shook their heads in earnest, responding apparently sincerely with sympathy or jollity at all the appropriate places, and getting me steadily more drunk as the evening wore on. Despite the unusual occasion (or perhaps because of it!), I don't recall ever asking what their names were, or anything else about them, but somehow this rudeness on my part went unremarked, and they kept egging me on with interested questions and affectionate giggles and pats. Increasingly, as we became more inebriated, they became more tactile.
At a certain point, I don't know not what time exactly (I was now thoroughly tipsy), we decided to leave the bar and make our way back to their place; they claimed to be staying in a smart hotel nearby in the centre of the city. We ambled somewhat raucously through the West End lights and crowds, arms about each other's shoulders, laughing and singing merrily, and no doubt drawing all kinds of gazes, till we got to their hotel; an upmarket establishment down towards Mayfair.
Once in their room they lost no time but shoved me backwards onto the bedstead and proceeded to remove my clothing. I laughed, drunkenly, offering little resistance, and very quickly the brunette, who was probably the oldest of the three - say, mid-thirties -stripped herself off and clambered on top of me. She was strong and lithe, not too tall, but full figured with firm, rounded flesh, large D-cup tits and creamy soft skin. Her nipples were huge and dark, pinky-brown, and stood up tall and fat atop the two large dollops of milky flesh that formed her breasts. Her lips were the same dark brown-pink, swollen in an evocative pout, and her eyes were a deep blue-green. My cock was already throbbing (it had been half the way home!), and she lowered herself onto it expertly, gripping my waste with her strong thighs and riding me rampantly, jockying raucously up and down and squealing joyously, her two big tits flouncing buoyantly in great triumphant bounds.
Meanwhile, the other two women had also removed their clothes—which I had not noticed; a thought which sobered me up a little as it suddenly dawned on me the semi-helplessness of my situation should these three, clearly strong and able women, suddenly turn and decide to do something untoward. But no such purpose apparently possessed them, and the blonde one, perhaps the youngest at twenty-odd, skinny and pert, lowered herself down with her knees about my head and shoved her pussy in my face. Instantly my tongue shot up into it and began lapping hungrily, as if suddenly possessed of a mind of its own, while the black women came and stood over the blonde girl, cupping her head tenderly in her palms and bringing the girl's mouth tenderly into contact with her labia. Between the blonde girl's licks and thrusts, then, I could see the black women's deep brown eyes staring down at me and smiling, her two generous tits jiggling gently back and forth to the rhythms of the blonde girl's motions, as she licked and lapped her tongue at the dark pink clitoris and the black woman ran her fingers tenderly through her short blonde bob.
Before I knew it I was ejaculating violently. The eruption was quite against my will, as if I was magically abstracted somehow from the sensations of my own body, and had been unaware all along of the orgasm steadily mounting inside of me.
I looked down somewhat apologetically, but the three women took it entirely in their stride, dismounting me and uncoupling themselves and rearranging positions so that now my torso was cradled lovingly in the arms of the brunette woman, one hand tenderly stroking my hair while the other supported my back, in which position she offered her big hard nipples to my mouth. I took them hungrily, greedily, enjoying the salty taste of the blonde girl's quim still on my tongue, as I wrapped it around those two fat boobies, sucking and slurping at them noisily. The black girl now knelt on the bed behind the brunette woman, massaging her shoulder affectionately with one hand while reaching down to grip and tug softly away on my penis, soon working me back up to capacity. Momentarily, the blonde girl disappeared.
After a short while I began to be quite hypnotised by the delicate action of the black woman's fingers on my swollen member, stroking and teasing the length of my shaft and gently squeezing my balls. The taste and sensation of the two large titties bouncing around my face and mouth, periodically obscuring my view, alongside the uncanny sensation of those two sets of eyes enveloping me in their beguiling depths, while all the time the two women emitted soothing coos, as if lulling a baby to sleep, sent me into a kind of trance.
