Jason was done with me. My pussy was sore and wet from being fucked so hard.
He said, " Charles is waiting for you." A massive black man walked into the room. At least six feet five, the muscular hulk at the foot of the bed was enormously erect. Feeling vulnerable, l pulled up the covers Jason and I had pushed to the side.
"Don't try 'n' hide ya pussy-ass faggot." With that, Charles yanked the sheets off. I became acutely aware of my throbbing hole. I tried to sit up but Jason shoved me back. He held me there by the shoulders as Charles held open my ankles and knelt between my thighs. l felt his fingers slide across my sore hole. He easily slipped one in me. I gasped. He was finger-fucking my sore, wet hole and holding me down by the neck as I felt my body respond, trying to force the intrusion out. Grunting and moaning I pushed at Charles' chiseled chest. He chuckled and added a finger.
"Your pussy is so wet." My eyes watered from the intensity of the sensations as his thick fingers thrust in and out of me.
"You have about the wettest, softest pussy I ever felt on a pussy-assed faggot. I can't wait another second to feel that juicy cunt stretched around my hard cock."
My wife hadn't wanted to swing. She said she didn't understand my need nor could she fill it. But today she agreed to meet the bi-curious couple in the ad. The "couple" turned out to be four guys, some photos, and a well-made soundboard. At first they tried to have us believe the girls were soon to return from a beer run. Jill smirked, "No girls, huh?" The guys sitting on either side of her had their hands all over her while she leaned back into the sofa grinning at me defiantly. Each guy had one of Jill's arms pinned straight out. They were kissing her neck while she gasped and moaned, their free hands were under her blouse.
One guy, Jason, asked me if I wanted to see the rest of the house. I went with him leaving Jill giggling behind me. The place was huge. I soon found myself in the master bath. Jason asked me if I was into water sports, It had been a long time since I had considered being with a man but Jason was so cut. As I turned to leave, he encircled my waist with his bulging arm. He held me as he pushed his fingers against the back of my pants, against my asshole. I struggled to break free but he held tight shoving at my hole.
"How's that pussy?" His words shocked me. His mouth was on my neck giving me a hickey. He squeezed my cock.
"I'm going to suck you... then fuck you."
I pushed at him, tried to wriggle free. He was so strong- his muscles so hard. He slapped my face and hissed, "Don't want to get hurt, do ya, bitch?"
He pulled me close by the back of my neck. His mouth covered mine, his tongue stabbing at my closed lips. He squeezed my balls hard. When I gasped he shoved it in. He was massaging my crotch and tongue fucking my mouth. I was feeling sick inside. My cock was getting hard. Jason squeezed me and stroked me through my pants. My face was stinging from his stubble. With only one hand he had my pants open and suddenly he was on his knees. My cock was engulfed in hot, wet pleasure. The same mouth that had just been kissing me was now sucking me. Soon I was getting close.
Jason reached over to some switches on the wall and a small monitor I hadn't noticed came on. The familiar sound of Jill cumming filled the room. She was now completely naked. One of the guys I had left her with knelt between her splayed thighs sucking her pussy while the other was kneading and sucking on her tits. They, also, weren't dressed. Jill was flushed and writhing; her mouth was open in the drawn-out, deep guttural moan of orgasm. She was pushing at the face in her crotch.
Jason kept working on me. He pulled some lube from a drawer and had it all over my cock, balls, and up my ass crack. He was fingering my hole, gently slipping the tip in and out.
On the screen the tit man was holding Jill's arms over her head. The other fellow held Jill's legs open at the knees as he lined his fat cock up with her glistening wet pussy. Jill was wiggling her hips, "No...No mmmnuuh..." He sunk his cock into her. "Nuhh..." He was fucking her now. She was building toward another orgasm. I knew once she started cumming she would cum over and over. Jason, and the scene on the screen, had me on the verge of cumming, too. He sucked me masterfully. Just as I barely began to throb he would take his mouth off me, hold my cock by the base, and finger fuck my hole. I resisted cumming on his finger only. He was trying to queer me. It felt so good but I didn't want to be pussied while Jill was getting fucked out of her mind. I wanted to fuck my wife next, not join her taking a train. But Jason was playing me. He was making me feel things inside. I tried not to, but I couldn't help it. First, his hot, wet mouth on my cock, then the butterflies in my belly until I was feeling sick with desire.
He stripped us and we moved into the large shower area, with showerheads and hand held nozzles all around. Warm water hit us on all sides. Jason picked a nozzle from a clip on the wall. He directed the thin stream of water onto my anus. He pushed the slender nozzle into me. I felt the warm water rush into me, filling me. I couldn't hold it. Jason pulled the tube out and everything rushed out down the drain. He did that to me over and over until the water ran clear. "Now you're ready," his lubed finger was in me again, moving all around and in and out.
"Push." I was grunting. I felt myself opening. Jason pulled me from the shower and toweled me off with a big, fluffy towel. Then, he made me dry him the same way. He led me to the bedroom and pushed me back onto the bed. My cock was in his mouth again, his finger slipped easily into my hole. Soon he had my cock twitching on the verge of orgasm again. He stopped, not touching my cock at all. All my nerves were tingling as Jason worked his middle finger all around, in and out of my hole. "I'm gonna make you cum like this." A shocking thrill went through me. "But you're gonna cum on my cock. I'm gonna fuck you 'till I make you cum." He lifted my legs behind the knees. I felt the head of his cock sliding in the groove of my slippery ass, then pressure on my yielding hole. "No, wait, " I gasped. I tried moving my hips but the hardness stayed centered, insistent. He had me pinned on my back. I tried to hold out - my hole gave way. Jason entered me. It hurt but waves of pleasure went through me as well.
