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Newly Single and Ready to Swingle—A Divorcee’s BBC Threesome Adventure

I’m in this position—I’m on my back with my legs spread apart—because now that my divorce papers are signed and my walking-dead marriage is legally over, I can now fuck whoever I want, whenever I want. Very freeing, let me tell you.

The online dating sites were too hit or miss, either overly eager guys just looking to fuck whatever had a pulse or guys looking for a relationship. That swipe left or right app didn’t work for me. I’m not 21 anymore (I’m twice that plus 3 years, if you must know), I don’t have a belly-button piercing, and I’m not tatted up. I do have one tat, a butterfly on my ankle, but that’s it.

So where does a newly self-proclaimed MILF go for some cut-loose, no-strings fun? I googled up some swinger sites. I’d always been curious about it, so now was the time to do some looking around. I admit that while the thought of a threesome with two guys turned me on (who wouldn’t want to have the full attention of two men eager to satisfy their every desire?), I also always thought swingers were, well, a little skeevy. Plus, although my 5’ 4” frame makes my 36 D girls a very prominent feature, it also comes with a few extra pounds that a woman my age can have. I felt a little self-conscious.

Turns out, my concerns were all unfounded. I put my toe in the water by joining one site to have look-see. Let me tell you, the water is just fine. I quickly discovered I’m a ‘Unicorn’, girls made the rules (how refreshing!) and, to be honest, I enjoyed the attention I was getting from couples and some very handsome men. Yeah, there were a few jerks (couples and guys alike) but I blocked them. I was ready to jump into the pool—newly single and ready to swingle!

But what do first? I saw there were ‘events’—one of which was a “BBC” interracial house party. If you’re going to jump, into the deep end. Like a lot of while suburban moms (if they’d admit it), I had fingered myself to a little chocolate fantasy every so often. Time to make fantasy a reality, so put on some skimpy lingerie, pulled an easy to remove dress over it, put on some strappy high heels, and off I went.

The party was already rocking when I got there. Several couples, a few single gals, and a some very handsome black guys. All ages and body types, people were hanging out, chatting, and moving around. I got a drink from the makeshift bar in the kitchen and when I turned around, I was a little too fast, and I nearly poured it all over the guy who had come up behind me.

We laughed at the awkward moment, he introduced himself as Maurice, got his drink, and we moved to the living room to chat. He said he was really very shy in the vanilla world, but here, as the object of fantasy-desire, he felt more confident. He was sure my object of fantasy-desire. Tall, handsome, strong build, big hands I wanted all over my tits and those fingers in my pussy.

I decided on the direct approach. I told him it was my first time at one of these, I was interested in a MFM threesome and didn’t have a lot of inhibitions (okay, I blushed a bit when I said that out loud because I was uninhibited when it was just me and my vibrator, but hadn’t tested that theory in the real world until now).

He smiled broadly and I could see in his eyes he was ravaging me in every possible position in this mind just then. So I found my one M and I was the F but where would the other M come from? Did random guys just come over?

As I was thinking this, another guy came by and Maurice called him over. This was Mike, he said, and they come to these things together. Mike was average looking, skinnier than I’d usually be interested in and not particularly tall, but as a package, these two would do. I didn’t want to spend the night cruising around when I had my two birds in hand and the two birds were black cocks.

The hostess said she was closing the doors and the party could really start. Maurice said if I was interested, we should get a room early because they filled up fast and unless we wanted to share, it would be tough to find one later.

Boy was I interested. We all walked to a bedroom upstairs. Mike asked if there was anything off-bounds. I said I wasn’t into pain or getting spanked or anything like that, but other than that, have at it. I’d tell them if something didn’t feel good—and I’d tell them if something did.

Cool, they agreed. Maurice came up in front of me and started kissing me and running his hands over my tits. Mike came up behind me and pulled up me dress so he could squeeze my ass. I reached down to Maurice’s crotch to see what I had gotten myself into and felt a very big, very stiff cock. In fact, bigger than I had ever felt before. This thing had to be at least 9 inches and I wasn’t sure if it was fully hard yet.

Maurice reached down and pulled up my dress from the front as Mike pulled it up from the back and in short order, it was over my head and off. “Shit,” Maurice said, “those are some damn nice titties.” Mike reached around from the back and gave them a gently squeeze. “Oh, yeah,” he said, running his fingers over my already very pert nipples.

“Okay boys,” I said, “you two have way too much clothing on and I’m just here in my skimpy underwear. I wanna see some cock.” I sat on the edge of the bed to enjoy the show.

At that, I don’t think I’d ever seen two guys get naked faster. In no time, I had two very large, nearly fully hard, black cocks in my face. While I had already felt what Maurice was packing, it was Mike who surprised me. For a kinda short, skinny guy, he was sporting a cock that looked like a fucking elephant’s trunk! While it was probably only 6” or so, it was uncut and thick as Coke can, I honestly wondered if I’d have to unhinge my jaw to get my mouth around that tool.

Maurice’s cock matched what I felt—cut and around 8 and a half inches of long, hard fun. While Mike’s balls were high and tight, Maurice’s boys hung down—a teabag opportunity if I ever saw one.

I smiled at the sight and invited them to come closer, took both cocks in my hands and started stroking them. They both got harder with the attention, and I brought Maurice’s cock up to my mouth first. It was big, obviously, but it was heavy too, about half-pound or more. I gave his shaft a big lick, running my tongue under that sensitive part under his tip, and then put my mouth over his smooth head as I stroked him with my hand. “Whew that’s good,” Maurice said. I kept stroking Mike’s cock, which I just about get my hand around, and ran my fingers gentle over his tip. I looked up, taking Maurice’s tool out of my mouth for a second, and said, “having fun yet?” They both smiled and nodded and, truth be told, I felt kinda proud I was servicing two guys at once.

I turned my attention to Mike’s member and, pulling back his foreskin, licked his tip with a big swirl, like it was an ice cream cone, and then tried to get it into my mouth. This was one freakin’ big cock, let me tell you, and since I didn’t want to have it rub against any of my teeth in this maneuver, I opened my mouth as wide as I could in order to fit him in.

I kept stroking his cock as I bobbed my mouth up and down on his swollen tip, breathing heavily from my nose since there was no room for any mouth air given the tight seal of my lips. I kept this up for a while, still stroking Maurice’s cock.

Maurice reached down and began stroking my tits, which felt great and I gave out a throaty moan. Mike reached down too and gently tugged at my nipples, flicking them with his fingers.

While I didn’t want to stop sucking Mike’s cock now that I had some rhythm going, I wanted to get my lingerie off. I was hot as a dog in heat and I could feel my pussy was already wet. I wanted to get up on the bed so we could really get this going. I wanted my pussy licked, my tits sucked, and to get fucked in every possible position.

I took Mike’s cock out of my mouth, took a deep breath, and got up on the bed. “Pull this off of me,” I told them. “I want to be naked and I want you two to take charge.”

They didn’t need to be told twice. They got up on the bed, lifted up my lingerie, and off it went. Maurice laid me back on the bed, brought up his cock, and commanded me to suck on it, which I happily did. Mike spread my legs apart and started eating my pussy, his tongue finding my clit in seconds and then giving it big, powerful licks that had me arch my back and moaning with pleasure.

Maurice kept playing with my nipples as I sucked, licked, and stroked his cock. Mike’s tongue was now flicking clit with a steady rhythm and I felt that warm wave and tingle begin to come over my body. With the nipple play and clit licking, soon I had that huge surge come over me and I came with a series of holy-fuck, holy-fuck, holy-fuck.

Maurice looked down and smiled. “Damn, girl, we just getting started.” He and Mike fist bumped. They had clearly done this before and knew what a girl wanted from two big black cocks. Mike held my legs apart and, putting some lube on his cock, slowly eased in into my wet cunt. Holy-fuck indeed. At first, I thought I was having a baby in reverse, but once he was in and my pussy relaxed, he fit just fine.

He started fucking me, again, slowly at first, but then faster. I could barely concentrate on Maurice’s cock, but giving him a blow-job while Mike fucked me was turning me on more than I ever imagined. I was enjoying being their fuck-toy while still feeling pretty good that I could handle two guys at once.

Mike lifted my legs up higher and began to pile-drive me with that Coke-can cock of his. “Mo,” Mike said, “finger her clit while I fuck her. I want her to cum again.” Maurice reached down and I could feel his big fingers begin to rub my clit in a circle. How did he know that’s how I did myself, I thought for a second.

But only a second because that warm tingley wave began to build and I sucked Maurice’s cock faster, the thrill of having a cock in my mouth and pussy at the same time pushed me forward and over the edge and I screamed out several times, which came out even with the dick in my mouth. Mike said to Maurice, “tag—your it” and pulled his cock out of my pussy. Maurice reached down, picked me up and turned me over. Oh goody, I thought, doggy style—my favorite position. I got on all fours and shook my ass.

“I’m not feeling any cock in my pussy,” I said teasingly. And then I felt Maurice’s big, long tool fill me up, his balls smack up against my clit. “You feeling that now?” he asked.

“Holy fuck,” I blurted, “you are fucking big.”

“Damn straight,” Maurice said, and began fucking me, pounding me but good. I started yelping—I couldn’t help it. He was a machine, his hard cock filling up my twat with every thrust, his balls slapping away, as he grabbed my ass and pulled me in tighter.

I could barely catch my breath when Mike came up in front of me, jerking his cock in his hand. “See what you can do from this end.” I opened my mouth as wide as I could and he fit his big tip in. He kept stroking his cock and I could feel his hand smacking my lips as he jerked himself. Nothing hotter than a guy jerking himself off and to have him jerking off as I sucked him as I was getting a thorough pounding from behind, it quickly sparked that warm wave, which began to build in my toes and quickly rushed up my entire body.

I then felt Maurice’s finger begin to rim my asshole as he fucked me. That was too much and I couldn’t control what happened any further, cumming in huge throaty screams that would have woken the dead if I hadn’t had Mike’s dick in my mouth to dampen the sound. I was spend and took Mike’s cock out of my mouth so I could catch my breath.

“Chicks love the ass flick,” I heard him say. “They say they don’t but it works nearly every time.”

“Fuck me in the ass,” I heard myself say. I had never been ass-fucked before, but I was so turned on now, I wanted everything. Maurice replied, “as you command.” I felt a lot of lube on my asshole and Maurice slip his big finger in. I tensed up, which he felt, and said, “I’m going to be really gentle and go slow. I want you to feel good, so I’m going to be really careful.”

He positioned me on the bed in a way that he said would make it easier, applied more lube, and now was fucking my ass with his thick finger, which actually felt pretty good, better than I thought it would.

Mike was watching this, still jerking himself, so I got to enjoy that show as Maurice prepared my butt. He put on a condom, lubed that up too, and lying behind me, began to push the head of his big tool against my asshole. I took a deep breath and did my best to relax as I felt his cock start to slip in.

He went slowly, as promised and while at first it was uncomfortable, I was determined to try this. He began to slide his head in and out, applied more lube, and soon I felt comfortable back there and started to enjoy the feeling of getting my ass fucked, more and more of his cock entering me. I started to moan a bit as he found a steady rhythm.

Mike brought his cock over and I began to lick his tip as he kept jerking himself off, enjoying the show of Maurice’s cock going in and out of my ass. I reached down and began fingering myself, and it didn’t take long for my to make myself cum, which different with the anal-play, really intense, My whole body shook as I came, and the post-cum trembles kept up for quite a few moments. I had never cum like that before but I promise, this would not be the last time.

“Guy’s,” I said, “I’m kinds spent. You wore me out. In a good way. So now it’s your turn to get serviced. And I have an idea as to how to do that.” I got off the bed slowly, put down a towel, and got on my knees. As Maurice went to get cleaned up, Mike came over. Watching me get ass-fucked must have really turned him on, because I could see a few drops of pre-cum glistening on his tip and foreskin. I wasn’t one of those girls afraid of cum or found it yucky. I saw a guy’s cum as my victory prize. Plus, I knew guys really liked it when you liked their cum, so it made me feel I was in control of giving them all that pleasure.

I opened my mouth wide again—I was getting this part down pretty good—and stuck out my tongue. I looked up, nodded my head in approval, indicating it was just fine if he wanted to jerk off his load on my tongue and into my mouth. He clearly liked that idea and began stroking himself faster. I leaned forward and gave his tip a little flick so I could get some of that glistening liquid on my tongue. He tasted pretty good and I could see that move was getting him closer, so I opened my mouth again and stuck out my tongue.

Maurice came up beside him, stroking his cock in his big hands. “Whew, that’s fucking hot right there” he uttered, jerking his cock faster. I leaned over to lick his tip too.

“Lick my balls,” Maurice said, as he lifted up his cock. “Hmm,” I replied, “happily.” I ran my tongue over his dangling boys, carefully taking one into my mouth and then the other, then said, “just teabag me.” With my mouth open, he lowered his balls up and down as I licked at them in swirls and flicks.

Mike started to groan, “Fuck I’m going to cum.” I pulled away from Maurice and turned my open mouth to Mike so I could catch what I knew was going to be big load. I reached my hand up and started stroking his balls with my finger-tips and felt his nut-sack tense at my touch. He was really jerking off fast now and suddenly with a load groan, he came, shooting a huge stream of cum on my tongue, into my mouth, and down my chin. Another groan, another blast of warm jizz shot into my mouth.

I quickly moved my lips over his tip so as to catch the third load and make sure it didn’t end up in my eyes. He shuddered as my lips covered him and he came yet again. With a mouth full of his man-juice, I swallowed it down. He trembled again, his hand on my shoulder to steady himself as he let one more cum shot off, this one smaller.

I leaned back and looked up and smiled. “Feel better now?” He just nodded and kept stroking his cock, slower now, and a smaller spurt came out and landed on my tits.

Maurice was watching all this, and I could tell he was about to blow as well. Looking up at him, I took my finger and cleaned off the cum on my chin, bringing it into my mouth and sucking it off my finger. “Hmm,” I said, “Are you going to taste as yummy as Mike?” I stuck out my tongue and opened my mouth.

“You’re going to find out now,” he cried out, as his knees buckled a bit, and I felt a huge blast of cum fire directly into my mouth and nearly straight down my throat! I moved quickly to get my mouth over his tip to catch the next one, but I was a bit too slow, and half shot into my mouth and over my tongue, but the rest hit my cheek and chin. I’d get that later—there was no time now as Maurice kept jerking at his cock and released another stream of jizz that splashed all over my tongue. I swallowed quickly to be ready for the next shot, but Maurice was spent. Like Mike, his last shot was small and landed on my tits.

After a few “whews” and “damns”, they reached down and helped me up. Maurice brought me over a towel to clean up with. “Well, gentlemen, I can’t thank you both enough for a lovely evening. You know how to treat a lady to a good time.”

Nearly in unison and completely unrehearsed, they said, “Our pleasure.”

We all laughed.