He takes on three well-hung black men.
There were three of them at the Club, all black, good looking, and nicely hung. One of them hit on me, and I let him buy me a drink while we chatted. After the conversation turned to sex, he asked me if I was interested in sucking him off, along with a couple of his friends, who had all been watching me as I danced. I said sure, but only if they were all hung at least eight inches. He assured me that they were, and soon I was crowded into the booth between them, and the guys on either side of me pulled my hands down under the table to see for myself. I slid my hands into their pants and gently stroked them, and as they began to come up, I smiled.
“Oh, yes,” I said, in my best bedroom voice. These are very nice. I think I’d like to do more than blow you. Can we go somewhere more private?”
They took me to a local motel, and told me to take off my clothes. I thought they might like the thong and stockings I was wearing underneath, but they just smiled, and said they wanted me completely naked. I soon saw why.
As I slipped my stockings off of my legs, one of them produced a bottle of baby oil while another pushed the beds together and pulled the sheets off. I was pulled to my feet, and they began to oil my body from head to toe, especially working it up between my legs into my crotch. It felt good to have their hot hands eagerly fondling me like that. A thick, heavy leather collar with a steel ring was fastened around my neck, and then I was led to the bed. (more…)