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It had been well over an hour since I first started my sexual adventure with Treva & Isiah. Our threesome had already become the most exciting and pleasurable physical experience of my life, but I didn’t know it was going to get even more exciting. After a little breather with some much-needed sips of refreshing water, I had enjoyed sharing kisses and the tongues with this erotic, attractive black couple who were nearly 20 years younger than me. Treva had asked me if I was ready to let them completely dominate me, and I agreed.

Treva laid down on the carpeted floor of their living room. She propped herself up with her elbows and opened her legs exposing her hot black pussy. The image of this perfect female with a stunning body and delicious pussy was enough to entice me to lay in front of her to continue giving her head like I had a few minutes before. Although she didn’t have to say a word, Treva liked to talk and she liked to talk dirty and dominant. “Kiss my feet, white girl.”

Her wish was my command and I got on my knees and bent down to kiss the smooth, silky skin on her feet. It was something I had never done to a person, worshiping them this way but for Treva it was easy to do. I kissed them lovingly and softly, then I licked to top of her foot from her big toe to her ankle. “Suck my toes girl.” Without hesitation, I lifted her foot and took a mouthful of her toes and sucked on them. Then I licked between the toes before taking her big toe in my mouth, sucking it. Treva cupped her tits as she watched me suck, lick and kiss her feet. I was envious of her hands getting a handful of those impressive DD tits with huge dark nipples. Her dark areolas were huge, easily over 3 inches in circumference making them even more alluring and suckable. She watched my eyes as she cupped them and asked, “You wanna suck on these titties girl?”

“Yes, I love your tits.” I told her. I started to get up so I could enjoy them, but was stopped cold by Treva. “Oh no white girl, you’re gonna have to work your way up to them.”

I was frozen with perplexity, not sure what she meant. Treva sensed by confusion and said “With your tongue woman, work your way up with your tongue.” With long licks I made my way up her ankle, licking her knees and her inner thighs that she made available by opening her legs wide. When I made my way to her glistening, wet pussy she stopped me cold by covering it with her hand. “No, no white girl. There’ll be plenty of that in a bit. Just leave the honey hole for later.”

I was kind of disappointed because I was ready to give her delicious pussy some more lapping, but I followed her instructions and licked her flat, trim stomach. When I was so close to her fantastic tits, she created a detour and slipped her fingers on my tongue, diverting my licking to her hand and I went up her arm. When I hit her shoulder with my trail of licks, sucks and kisses, she once again put her other hand commanding me to lick up her other arm. Making me lick her all over didn’t bother me, her skin was as tasty as it looked delicious. I reveled in tasting every square inch of the black goddess. The whole time I licked Treva purred “Oh yesss.” “MMMMM, you do that so well white girl.” “Lick it baby.” “You love that black flesh baby?”

Of course, I did and I wasn’t shy to tell her I did or by showing her my affection with my mouth and tongue. The whole time I worshiped Treva’s body, Isiah just watched from the couch, jacking off his huge black penis with a slow steady stroke, enjoying the show I was putting on. Finally, after 5 to 10 minutes of licking all over Treva’s body, I was finally rewarded by being able to enjoy her huge tits. They were of course as large as they were soft. As billowy as they were, they were amazingly firm. You would want to believe that they were fake but they were way too soft not to be 100% real. She fed them to me like a mother gives a newborn, letting me suck on one and then bringing over the other tit. I sucked, licked and squeezed them for well over 10 minutes and wanted more when suddenly Isiah’s huge cock appeared in front of me. As I laid on Treva, still squeezing her huge breasts, Isiah was on her knees to her side and started to feed me his monster chocolate dick.

I could never tire of sucking his cock but I went back and forth to putting my mouth on him and sucking on Treva’s tits. I became totally enthralled with both and even would rub his head on one of her huge nipples as I tried licking both her nipple and his head. Once again, the impressiveness of these two sexual ebony gods got the best of me as I started to speak out loud, saying things I never did during sex before. “Oh wow.” “You guys are incredible.” “Your cock is so big!” “Your tits are fucking awesome.” Were just some of the words I uttered out loud being so turned on by these two.

Treva really ate up my compliments more than Isiah, who was just simply cool and quiet through our whole escapade. “Oh yeah, get it girl.” “Suck that black cock.” “Get those black titties.” She replied. Suddenly Isiah lifted me up with little effort. I felt like a rag doll in his strong grip and marveled at his strength as he placed me back on top of Treva, facing the other way. Now I was faced in front of that fantastic pussy and I immediately began eating her black pussy. Treva grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them as she began to furiously lick on my pussy. Just like everything these two did during sex, her touch was perfect and immediately made my pussy ten times wetter than it was just a minute ago.

As the two of us 69ed, I felt the familiar but still incredibly new sensation of Isiah’s huge head starting to separate my pussy lips wide apart. As Treva licked all around and mostly on my clit, Isiah plunged deep into my pussy and began to fuck me with a more furious pace than he had before. It made me stop eating Treva’s pussy, something I didn’t think was easily possible, as I moaned and then screamed out loud. Isiah’s 11”, thick black cock was incredible. Seriously, how perfect could a cock be? Long, thick, hard and it had a way of hitting every pleasurable spot when it went in & out of my pussy. The sensation of him drilling me while Treva was taking care of the spots outside of my pussy was simply too much and within just a few minutes of them doing this, I came.

“I’m cumming…I’m cumming!!” I squealed in delight. “I’ve never cum like this before!!” Of course, neither of them stopped or even slowed down. It was almost as if they expected my orgasm and were prepared for what was about to happen. Isiah simply grabbed my hips and started to fuck harder. Harder than any man ever fucked me before. I must have taken 9 or 10” strokes from his cock, which to say the least were the longest I had ever enjoyed in my life. He pumped his cock in and out of me with strength and power. I almost asked him to stop, not because he was hurting me but because I felt so light headed and thought I was going to pass out after such an incredible orgasm, but I felt comfortable in their expert hands and just let go and went with the flow.

It was then that I truly understood what interracial sex was all about and what made it so special. I felt such a connection with them both, even though I barely knew them and we came from such different cultures. They were black and I was white but we blended and mixed so beautifully. I felt the taboo of our coupling. What my family would say if they saw me, what my ex would think, even what their family might say. All my life I felt fear or detachment from black people but the truth was I was incredibly attracted to them both; man or woman and much more than white people. The people of my own race.

I licked Treva’s brilliant pussy as she expertly pleased mine and Isiah literally fucked my soul as his huge cock penetrating me like no other cock ever had before. I had just come five minutes earlier like I had never done before, an orgasm more powerful than I had ever had but when I realized how much I enjoyed sex with people outside of my race. How truly wonderful this black couple was at sex and what they were doing to my body I screamed out words that I am still shocked I said, “Oh my God!!! Interracial sex is the best!”

“Is fucking black people better than fucking white people?” Treva asked knowingly of what my answer would be.

“YES…yes!!! Sex with black people is so much better than with white people!!” I screamed as a wave of incredible physical pleasure completely overwhelmed me and I felt my eyes roll back in my head. The next moments were a blur as I genuinely passed out. I’m not sure how long I was out but when I came to, I was lying on the floor. Treva was kneeling beside me with more water. Isiah was on the other side of me on his knees, his cock as incredibly hard as ever.

“Wow” I said. “I have never felt anything like that in my life.”

“Maybe we should stop. You’ve been through a lot baby.” Treva’s harsh dominant tone was now one of genuine sweetness and compassion.

“No, no! I’m ok really!” I insisted. I had never passed out from an orgasm, but while it sounds frightening, I loved it and was getting my senses and strength back by the second. I took a drink of the water and insisted we continue. Treva looked at me with uncertain eyes until I set the water down and started to kiss and fondle her again.

“What do you think Zey, should we give this white girl some more?” Treva asked in a playful manner. Isiah as always, quietly came from behind me on his knees and bent me over putting my ass up in the air and positioning me doggie style. Treva positioned herself to lay in front of me and put her pussy back in front of my mouth. They put me in doggie position and I started to eat Treva’s pussy while Isiah returned his big cock inside me.

I was still a little sensitive from two intense orgasms but his thickness soon worked out the delicateness of my pussy pumping it back to normal. Treva gabbed my head and thrust her pussy in my face. “Ohhhhh, oh yeah Heather. Eat that pussy baby.” She commanded. I could just see the look of shock on my ex if he was to walk into this sight. Me on my knees, doggie style with a black stud nearly half my age fucking me with relentlessly and my face planted in the pussy of a hot black woman.

As the two used my body for their personal pleasure I even started to imagine what others would say if they saw me now. Co-workers, family members my best friend, all would be shocked and some might even disown me if they caught me fucking these two-black people like this. The truth was, I could care less what they or anyone would say or think. The pleasure was too good, for the first time in my life I felt truly alive and felt really good.

Isiah’s cock was magical, I believe this man could go all day and night without cumming or even to slow down. His stamina was incredible and nearly as impressive as his manhood but it was eating this sexy black woman’s pussy that really made this experience fantastic. I never realized I was bisexual until this day, it might have been only for black women or even just Treva, but I was so attracted to this pussy and wanted to eat it as long as Isiah wanted to fuck mine.

I loved how Treva continually talked dirty to me throughout our sexual tryst. She wasn’t shy to tell me what she wanted me to do to her and I in return wanted to do everything she told me to do. When Treva told me to “do the whole nine.” I had no idea what she meant. I just continued to lick and suck her pussy. “Come on baby, do the whole nine. I know you a freak.” Finally, I couldn’t take it any longer.

“What do you want me to do? I don’t understand.”

“Lick right here.” Treva said as she pointed to her swollen clit. I gladly licked her protruding clitoris and even sucked on it. “Good…good. Now lick here white girl.” As she ran her finger down her pussy lips. Again, with no hesitation, I licked and sucked on her pussy. It was soaking wet and it made my face a sloppy mess as well. “Mmmmm, Heather you so good. Now lick here.” Her finger pointed to the fleshy point under her pussy. I again licked and kissed with delight.

“Now go lower.” Treva commanded.

“There’s nothing left but your asshole.” I said confused.

“Bingo, I want the whole nine licked, girl.” Treva lifted her legs and spread her huge ass cheeks exposing her asshole. It hit me this was something I never had done before, not my ex…nobody. I never thought about doing this, but I didn’t hesitate, I just did what my black queen wanted. I ran my tongue over her fleshy anus and licked and licked.

“Mmmmmmm, yeah girl, the whole nine. You go girl, get all of that.” Treva cooed.

My licks got deeper and more pronounced with each pass of my tongue. I took over holding her ass cheeks open with my hands and I suddenly realized I had my tongue inside her ass licking it deep. While I explored this new territory, Isiah was really going to town fucking me. It amazed me how this big black cock could keep hitting spots that seemed untouched and kept giving pleasure with each and every stroke. I continued to rim Treva’s asshole as she rubbed her pussy fast and furiously. Treva’s legs began to shake and she once again grabbed me by the back of my head. “Suck my clit now…now!” She commanded. I quickly switched off her asshole and took her swollen clit sucking it hard. Treva clenched her eyes tightly, and made a face puckering her big lips, almost as if she was in pain. “Ahhhhhh, yes…hell yes!!” She screamed in delight. She reached a powerful orgasm herself.

Suddenly Isiah started to moan and I felt him pull his cock out of me. I felt the warmth of several streams of cum hitting my back, it felt like my back was completely covered with his thick semen. For the next few minutes the three of us just laid there, quietly as if we all were comprehending what had just happened. Isiah was the first to get up and he grabbed the towel he originally walked in with and cleaned my back off. It really felt like he made a huge mess back there but he managed to clean me up completely. I got up and gathered my clothes, both pieces and put them on. Before I left, I asked Treva and Isiah if they had dinner plans tonight. They said they didn’t and I invited them over for some Shish Kabob. They accepted my offer.

When I got back to my house, I showered and took a good power nap. It was hard to fall asleep for very long because I was nervous with excitement and anticipation. I felt like a teen on her first date, like a girl going to prom. The truth was I felt more excitement than on my weeding day, which before this day was probably the most nervous I remember ever being. It was less than an hour until Treva and Isiah said they would be over and it suddenly hit me that they might not be looking forward to more sex. I had chosen a sexy wrap skirt and a halter top that showed off my still impressive curves. I also decided to go braless and pantyless. But I began to think I was working myself up for nothing. It was possible that our coupling earlier was a one-time thing. I continued to get my house ready for company. I selected a bottle of wine that would go with the Shish Kabob and waited for my guest.

They knocked exactly at 7:30, when they said they would come by. When I opened the door, my skin tingled with excitement and arousal. Treva wore a tight formfitting mini-skirt and a dress shirt that was tied at the bottom. Isiah had on tight jeans that easily advertised his bulge and a nice Oxford long-sleeved shirt. They looked casual, as if they were on vacation but incredibly attractive and sexy. I probably swooned when I invited them in, I tried to play off their arrival as cool and collected as I could but I know I appeared giddy and eager.

We sat down in the living room and I poured our first glass of wine. I had already put on some jazz on my CD player, lit a few candles and turned down some of the lights. Was it an obvious set up for another physical encounter? Sure, but in the very least I did want to create a comfortable atmosphere. For the first time we sat and learned about each other. Isiah was a successful music producer who had a couple of hit R&B albums, Treva was a singer that he met a few years ago but when her career didn’t take off, she was content with being a supportive wife and help out with her husband’s production studio. They had married just around the time I divorced ironically and moved out of the city and in the suburbs where Isiah had a studio built.

I told them about my failed marriage and how I had been adjusting to single life. On our second glass of wine, I suggested we take our conversation out on my patio where I had a grill hot and ready for the Shish Kabob. The conversation was fairly G-rated until Treva asked why I waited until my 40’s to try interracial sex. I did a spit take on my wine when she asked. I wasn’t expecting the question and told her I didn’t know why it took so long but after this afternoon I realized I had obviously been missing out for a very long time.

“Did you enjoy yourself?” Treva asked while obviously knowing the answer. She was fishing, but it opened the conversation to an exciting dialog.

“I did, very much so. Have you two pleased many white women like that?” I wasn’t asking to see if I was another notch on their bedpost but I was curious as to how many women had experienced the pleasure I had.
Treva admitted that I was the first woman they had had together. They had never had a threesome before today, to my shock. Treva admitted to sleeping with a white woman when she was a teen, but I was Isiah’s first white woman. Isiah, who had been as quiet in our conversation as he was during sex that afternoon confessed white women had been a longtime fantasy and that I was his first. It was shocking that Treva had only been with a white woman once and Isiah had never had a white woman. They seemed to know exactly how to please me and how to push my buttons. I thought they were experienced experts at interracial sex.

The conversation turned to that very subject for the next twenty minutes. How exciting it was for all of us to be with a person outside of our race and how it made the good sex that much better. All three of us made confessions about knowing people who would object to us being with someone outside our race and how the mixture of our skin colors was hot and erotic. Our confessions didn’t end there. I had admitted that I had masturbated every night since our first meeting. They told me I was the subject of an intense fantasy talk followed by a night of hot sex the night they moved in. They even told me they had discussed how they might could seduce me sometime but when I did my car wash angle that they knew I was way ahead of them.

The conversation turned bolder when we all admitted to what we really loved about those couple of hours and what we offered to each other. We started to pick at our Shish Kabob but our attention was at each other and our hunger wasn’t for food. When I admitted how much I loved the taste of Treva’s pussy she moved her plate off of her lap and pulled up her short skirt. I skipped a breath as she exposed her pussy to me on my porch. It was well lit, but it was good enough for me to see her opening her legs and exposing her private parts. She slowly tugged her knotted shirt and started to open it up. I looked around to see if there were any signs of my neighbors, although there were woods behind us. When I realized we were safe and alone I watched as Treva did a sexy strip tease in the patio chair. I then noticed Isiah had pulled out his cock which looked to be more than semi erect, it only got stiffer as he opened his pants and started to stroke his impressive member.

“You two are so fucking sexy!” I said out loud. As if I was in a hypnotic state, I undid my wrap and exposed my lower body, opening my legs and began to stroke my pussy. Treva took one of her huge tits and put a nipple in her mouth. I probably had a look of longing on my face as this hot chick sucked on that magnificent titty. Treva popped it out of her mouth and asked. “Tell us what black folk do to you girl.”

She knew how to make me confess my inner, dirty thoughts. “You turn me on so much. I am so wet looking at you two.” I slid a couple of fingers deep inside me as I pulled my top down exposing my breast. “Goddam, I never knew how much black people turn me on until today.”

“Why you so hot for black people?” Isiah asked. I was surprising to hear him ask but like Treva his query just made me want to confess.

“You have the hottest bodies; the biggest cock and you are the best fucks I have ever had.” I was sighing with sexual delight when I answered. “I can’t get enough of you. I want you more.”

“Let’s take this to the bedroom.” Isiah suggested.

“Yes!” I blurted. Isiah got up with his rock-hard cock sticking out of his jeans and walked to me. Instead of picking me up in a conventual way, he positioned himself between my legs. I just watched in bewilderment and exhilaration as he slid his huge cock in me. “Ohhhhh!” I exclaimed. His sudden penetration was still something I wasn’t quite used to but I dared not pull back or show retreatment. He lifted me up while his cock was deep in me and walked to the door of my patio. I am blown away how the man walked while he impaled me, his steps made his cock slide in and out of me by several inches. Obviously, I enjoyed those steps.

Treva opened the door with her skirt pulled up and her shirt open as she followed us into my house half dressed. I couldn’t help but moan loudly with this fantastic black snake deep in me. His display of strength was almost as impressive as his cock. I had my legs wrapped around his waist. When he came up to the first door to turn the knob, I had to blurt out with my voice full of ecstasy, “No, no that’s my daughters’ room. Down the hall. Oh my God!”

He came up to another closed door. “Oh fuck!” I said breathlessly and whimpering. “Isiah that’s the bathroom, it’s the open door with the lights off.” I really didn’t care if he went on a tour of the whole house, his 11” cock was probably coated with my pussy juice as it had made its way all in me several times as he walked. He flicked on the light to my bedroom and started to lie me down on my bed.

“No! No! Keep fucking me like this!” I pleaded. I wanted to feel his power and his cock at this angle some more. He obliged as he slid his arms under my legs and held me by my hips. Treva followed us in my bedroom and started to strip us all out of our clothes as Isiah continued to fuck me hard in a standing position.

“Oh God, oh God. Your so fucking big!” I squealed. “Your big black cock is fucking me so damn good!”

As soon as Treva had us all nude she stood behind me and I felt her huge, firm tits on my back. She began to kiss my ears and cheek. I turned to kiss her back and soon we begin to French. Again, Isiah joined us and like we had hours earlier we were doing a triple dance of tongues, but this time I was being penetrated by Isiah’s massive dark hard-on.

“Oh God, I love interracial sex so, so much!” I blurted. I was truly losing control. The kissing, the smothering of Treva’s big tits on my back and the unbelievable fucking of Isiah was truly awakening a side of me I never knew existed. Now I was in my own bedroom, with the greatest lovers I ever had in my life. The tiny dicked white men, the lousy lovers of my past even my ex who I now realized was inadequate himself. None of them compared to the awesome power of a 10” + black cock and the eroticism of a voluptuous black woman.

As she always had been able to truly read me, Treva touched a raw nerve when she asked. “You love black people more than white?”

“Yes! Oh God, yes!” I admitted. I had to come clean to myself and my deserving lovers. “I love black more than white.” Some might call me a traitor or even worse some might say this was self-hate. It wasn’t either, it was simply a case of a woman who at 42 years old realized, finally what she really wanted and needed for physical pleasure. Isiah must have fucked me for over 20 minutes standing up, yet he showed no signs of losing steam.

“I want to please both of you!” I screamed. They both knew what I had in mind and Treva got up and laid on the top of my bed, she shifted a few of the pillows and opened her legs invitingly. I crawled up to her and immediately began to kiss my way up her legs. I positioned myself with my ass up in the air as I was on my elbows to eat her pussy. While I licked and kissed that wonderful ebony honey pot (a word I would discover Treva liked to use), Isiah plunged his fat long dick back in me. This would end up being our favorite position we would do a few times every month. Isiah fucking me from behind and me lapping on Treva’s pussy and asshole (something I actually grew to enjoy as much or more than Treva enjoyed receiving). We get together when we can. It’s not easy being a single mother. I haven’t dated in four months and I really don’t miss it. But one day I might go out again, but for now I just enjoy my black neighbors, the best lovers I have ever had in my life.

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