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I ran my fingers over his smooth muscular chest, the sweat from our athletic romp still drying on his toned skin, not so mine, which hardly showed any sign of perspiration.

"Honey, guys think of threesomes with two women. Women, though, think of two well-toned men," I put my case.

"Really! Like me and another guy, you mean?" he realised, looking at me with sexual curiosity.

I nodded and smiled at his understanding. I just hoped upon hope he would go for it.

Before he answered, I decided to sweeten things, saying: "Call it a going away present." I then slid my hand between his thighs and felt him stiffen to my touch, affirming his interest in my fantasy in an instant.

He was silent for a moment as he mulled it over. I kept my persuasive fingers on his cock, but didn't try to draw him out. I watched as a slow gleam came to his blue eyes and an infectious smile spread across his face.

"Did you have someone in mind?" he said and I smiled.

Little did Gary know, but I had the perfect candidate in mind. Moreover, it was someone he knew quite well in Daryl.

I first laid my lustful eyes on dark-skinned Daryl when I met up with Gary at a local basketball enclosure. I watched them as they played two-on-two hoops with a couple of other guys. ‘What they could do to me,' I lusted, imagining myself spit-roasted between them, Daryl in particular.

They won the game, and to celebrate afterwards, I took Gary somewhere close by and discrete and had him fuck me in what was relatively a public place. While it fulfilled yet another fantasy - that of sex in public - seeing Daryl and he together fuelled another intense burning one, my desire for a threesome.

From what I saw, which was quite a lot, Daryl having played the game wearing just a pair of shorts and trainers, he was young and fit with an incredible body and an infectious smile. The perfect pairing for my fantasy with Gary.

Naturally, and since then, they both featured in my fantasies as I lay in bed, stroking my pussy, head filled with images of what I wanted them to do to and for me.

"I was thinking of the guy you play hoops with. Now, what's his name?" I broached cautiously.

"Daryl, you mean?"

"Yeah, Daryl. If that's okay. Only if you're okay with it," I said, just about managing to control the excitement I felt inside me at the time.

"Good choice, Mrs Jacobs. "I'll see if he's okay with it and let you know."

"What have I told you about calling me Mrs Jacobs? Call me Sandra. You'll make me feel old otherwise," I smiled at his oversight.

He'd called me Mrs Jacobs since before I'd seduced him. I'd tried to get Gary to call me Sandra, but old habits died hard. After the first time we'd slept together, we just made it part of the role playing. By now, it turned me on. He often still called me that while we are fucking. Moaning it, whispering it and sometimes even shouting it.

Of course, I was fucking Gary and so loving it, and so it was only natural to combine my lustful thoughts with the real-life sex I was having almost every day with my young student lover.

My threesome fantasy wasn't new. It had, though, been well hidden, especially from my ex. At the time, he was out of town on one of his many business trips. I discovered he wasn't alone and that he was cheating on me.

Anyway, on one such occasion, my needs as a woman needing to be met in my husband's absence, I'd spent a little time on PornHub where, out of curiosity, I clicked the threesome link. My eyes lit up having clicked the thumbnail of the first video. I watched in silence as a nubile big-titted slut took on two well-hung cocks. The sight of her being taken from behind by one huge cock ploughing into her while she guided a second into her mouth, stuck with me. It's called spit-roasting and let me tell you, from that moment on I wanted nothing less than to know what it felt like to be spit-roasted by two guys, two young studs as it would transpire.

Lying in bed with Gary, having finally found the courage to suggest it, I have to admit it came to dominate my fantasies as the days until the arranged event ticked by. I didn't just like the idea of it, I wanted and craved it.

Earlier today:

‘What's the protocol for a threesome,' I wondered as I went and opened my front door to them, each one with a warm smile on their face as I greeted and welcomed them inside.

Butterflies were dancing in my stomach, while the rest of me was overcome with anticipation and lust. God, they both looked so good and they were there all for me. I couldn't wait to get started.

"Follow me," I said having closed the front door and taken them by the hand. I then led them along the hall to my bedroom.

Just the thought of the two of them servicing my every whim and desire made me weak with lust. The thought alone caused heat to rise inside me and I felt my nipples start to stiffen against my cotton blouse and my silk panties become warm and moist against my smoothly shaved mound. Naturally, my clit was on full alert at what lay ahead.

I began with Gary, treating him to a long deep passionate kiss. His hands began to slide over my body. His touch familiar and exciting. I warmed to it easily, my nipples hardening even more.

I broke away from him after some 30 seconds and stepped towards Daryl. Despite the young man being slightly hesitant, as you'd expect, there was a noticeable sizzle in his eyes and in the way his lips parted as he drew breath in readiness to kiss and be kissed. He clearly wanted me, otherwise, why was he there, my bedroom, in particular? They both wanted me and knowing that made my heart pound and heat surge through my body.

I smiled warmly as I reached out a hand and brought it to Daryl's shirt collar. He was several inches taller than me, and that, despite my heels, as he towered above me. I pulled him down rather than stretch further on tiptoes. His lips were firm as he kissed mine. I melted into him, wanting more. I opened my lips at the touch of his warm moist tongue and let him inside.

He probed my mouth with his tongue, showing me just how hungry he was for me, and in a way that gave promise as to how well his tongue would feel inside my flooded pussy. I couldn't wait and my clit agreed in the only way it could by freeing itself from its hood, firmed-up and in need of attention. As he pressed himself to me, I felt Gary's hands on my ass, sliding over my light cotton skirt.

I moaned and spread my legs slightly as I invited him in, invited him to roam all over me. Just then, I didn't want to be standing any more and so, without further ado, I guided them to my bed.

From the look of the bulge in Daryl's jeans, he was hard already. I knew from experience that Gary would be, too, he was always eager and ready for me.

Just then, another thrill shot through my lustful body as I slowly undid my blouse and removed it before dropping it on the floor.

Knowing they were ready for me, were turned on by me, was a huge part of my excitement and arousal; two young hot men, both of them wanting me, me! And that despite my age.

Seconds later, my lacy bra had joined my blouse in a heap and was soon joined by my skirt. I welcomed the cool air on my near-naked skin, goosebumps forming out of excitement as much as the temperature.

I felt the heat from Daryl's eyes as they ran over my body, hungrily, his lust increasing with every passing second. ‘Oh, how I wanted him,' I yearned as I set about removing his shirt, which I pulled over his head and shoulders and dropped on the floor of my bedroom.

From behind me, I felt Gary's hands on my naked back, they slid down over my ass as I continued to undress his friend. Every so often, Daryl would brush my shoulders and then my neck with his warm soft lips, sending pleasure pulses to my pussy and clit and exciting my tautened nipples.

"Yes," I moaned. I was ready for them.

I moaned some more at the sheer visual and sensory pleasure of what lay beneath Daryl's shirt, having let it fall open and drop to either side. He was like an African Greek God.

A part of me wanted to linger, to reach out and run my hands over his dark sinewy body, not an ounce of fat noticeable on it. Instead, the lustful part of my mind had other ideas. It wanted this man's cock and it wanted it now.

I knelt on the bed, locked eyes with him and undid his jeans. Behind me, Gary pulled my by now soaking wet panties down and off. Oh, fuck, the anticipation drove me crazy.

Daryl's cock sprang from his briefs, hard, long and thick. Certainly thicker than Gary's, and I should know.

"God, you're big," I quivered at the sight of his formidable black cock and smiled appreciatively at it.

I took his dick in my hands, body up on all fours, just the way I'd watched on PornHub and was about to relish years after. I felt Gary close and behind me as his fingers caressed the inside of my thighs and slowly moved teasingly upwards towards my heated mound.

I raked my fingernails along Daryl's incredible cock and he shuddered. When I brought him closer to my mouth, part of me worried that I wouldn't be able to take much of him, and I so wanted him all inside my mouth; the feel of his pulsating glans inside my throat, driving me on with lust.

To my welcome surprise, more so my accomplishment, the thick head of him fitted between my lips and he cried and moaned as I ran my tongue along the underside of his shaft and took him in deeper.

I smiled and moaned, such as I was able to, my mouth filled with black dick, when I felt Gary bite one of my ass cheeks, ever playful with me as he would have if we were alone. It felt so comforting to me that he was agreeable to share in my fantasy and that spurred me on to enjoy it to the max.

I moaned and took myself from Daryl when Gary's fingers traced sensual lines inches from my weeping pussy. I knew, only too well, from our many afternoons together that my juices had been and were flowing there and I heard him gasp when he presently discovered it to be so.

Gazing over my shoulder as I stroked Daryl inches from my face, I smiled, saying: "I have never been this horny and turned on. You two are a dream. In fact, you are my hottest wettest dream."

Gary smiled as his fingers found my blood-engorged lips and slipped inside my wetness.

"She's right, Daryl. She's wetter than she's ever been," Gary announced and then began a slow back-and-forth, in-and-out rhythm.

"Yes! Fuck! You've no idea," I crooned, hips wiggling back on him, my need to be fucked and cum, urgent.

I threw my mouth back onto Daryl's incredible cock. He filled my mouth and I could feel him straining. Behind me, Gary's fingers slipped and slid over my clit. I spread my knees further apart. He didn't need the room, but I wanted to open myself up to him. I craved it.

Moments later, I sensed Gary crouch behind me followed by his kisses as they worked their way inwards.

"Yes," I gasped when his tongue arrived at my rosebud. He knew how much I loved being rimmed by him, and for the next minute, as I bobbed my head up-and-down his friend's incredible cock, Gary delighted my asshole no end.

With Daryl's enormous cock in my mouth and Gary's expert fingers stroking my clit as he slathered his tongue around my starfish, it was almost too much. I couldn't focus. More to the point, I didn't know how to, they were that amazing.

I sensed an orgasm building. How many times had I cum as I thought about Daryl's cock? I started to hunger for his cum. My muscles tensed as the pressure mounted inside me.

Suddenly, I focused. I no longer yearned for Daryl to cum. At least, not yet. I wanted him to last.

I pulled myself from him and eased myself from Gary's fingers. I looked up at Daryl, his face scrunched up. He was close.

"I want you to fuck me. Slowly, mind, so you don't cum. Can you do that?" I appealed to him, hoping upon hope that he would say yes.

"Oh, yes, Mrs Clark," he said agreeably. I let it slide as another thrill shot through me, my fantasy about to be complete, fulfilled.

I turned on the bed, offering myself to him as I found Gary, hard and waiting for my hands and mouth. I wrapped a hand around his erection as I looked over my shoulder at Daryl.

I was dripping wet, and, thankfully, Gary's fingers had opened me up, his friend was enormous. Just the thought of me taking him thrilled me anew. I watched as he took his shaft in his hand and guided it to me. I moaned when he began rubbing that huge head against my swollen lips, pulling my juices out as he opened me up.

Despite my squeezing Gary's cock, my mind was on Daryl as he eased into me slowly.

"Oh, yes," I moaned, and as loudly as I ever had before, when I felt him stretch my pussy and slowly push my walls aside as he filed me inch by inch. He was slow, so big and so incredible. I could've cum right then, but I knew that if he was to last, I had to last too.

I distracted myself by pulling Gary to me and lowering my mouth to his warm throbbing cock.

Immediately, I tasted his pre-cum, sweet and delicious as always as it flowed from his cock in anticipation.

This was my fantasy, and I was finally living it. Daryl filled me and I took every inch and more. He then slid all the way out, hesitated, as if regaining control, and then slid all the way into me again. I gasped onto Gary's cock. He had his fingers in my hair as he filled my mouth with himself.

Two glorious cocks, my mouth and pussy filled at the same time. I began to stroke Gary, fixating on him to distract myself from the massive cock filling me, tugging on my flesh and sending electric shocks to my clit, completely out of control.

Oh, it was so good. My orgasm had plateaued, levelling off, building in intensity but not getting closer.

Daryl pulled his cock from me once more. I wanted his cum, wanted it inside me, wanted him to pound into me and throw me around the bed, and yet his slow strokes were exquisite, agonizing and incredibly intense.

"Mrs Jacobs, I can't," he cried out with need.

It would have been the easiest thing in the world to push back on him, push us both over the edge. I eased him out of me instead.

"I can't wait, either, Daryl," I said. "But I'm going to."

I waved him up towards me as I rolled onto my back. I then pulled Gary forward, towards my legs as I spread them wide.

He didn't need any further encouragement. I just laid back as I offered myself to him and he crawled over me.

"Yes, fuck, fuck me," I gasped when he slid his delicious young cock into me, filling my soaking wet wide open pussy.

Daryl knelt beside me, his huge cock, slick from my juices, throbbing angrily. I ran my fingers over it lightly, teasing it as Gary began to fuck me. At first, his strokes were measured too. I knew how he liked it, knew that he liked to take me hard and fast. I loved it too, and gradually he increased his pace.

I teased Daryl, rolling onto my side as Gary fucked me so I could take that lovely black cock into my mouth once more. I tasted my pussy on him, yet another fetish of mine. Sometimes, when I imagined a threesome, I would pull my vibrator from my pussy and suck on it in order to replicate the real-life situation I found myself experiencing.

I pushed down with my heels. Gary slid his hands under my ass and lifted me higher. I felt the head of his rock-hard cock brush my g spot and I cried and moaned around Daryl's shaft as it continued to fill me.

I sucked on his cock some more, expecting him to cum, and readied myself for him to flood my mouth. Secretly, though, a part of me hoped he could hold on so he could fill me up some more.

"Guys," I said, grabbing their attention. "What say you both fuck me at the same time," I smiled, first at Daryl as I stroked his lovely black cock and then at Gary as he pounded my pussy for all he was worth.

"Isn't that what we're already doing?" Gary mentioned as he slowed down a pace or two.

"I think she means her ass. You do, Mrs Jacobs?" Daryl guessed right.

"Cool," Gary rejoiced, no doubt figuring it would be him I took there and, naturally, he was right, his friend being too big to even consider trying.

I felt my summer-long lover ease out of me just as his dark-skinned friend lay down beside me on my bed. With one swing of my right leg, I found myself astride Daryl, right foot planted on the cover. I reached down for his beautiful warm firm cock and guided it towards its target, mindful to brush the head back-and-forth of my oozing wet slit before sinking it inside.

"Yes, more, fill me up with your lovely big long black dick," I moaned and yearned as I slowly slid myself all the way down, only stopping when my ass felt his tight balls against it.

I had Gary wait awhile, not just until I was in a kneeling position, body almost vertical, elbows bent, fingers slid inside my hair, but until I'd fucked myself on the monster cock I was impaled on for several glorious moments.

"Ready," I presently swooned, arms down at my side, waiting, head turned back over my right shoulder, only for Daryl to offer some words of advice, seeing as it was my first time.

"I've got you," he said, which was sweet of him.

"You need to reach back and hold yourself open," he added and I promptly did as he said.

"Wider, Mrs Jacobs," Gary coaxed.

‘Okay, then,' I said in my head and pulled that bit more on my round cheeks.

Having done so, I trembled from the sensations I felt from the air on my exposed nerve endings.

"Don't worry. You'll be alright. You're in safe hands, Mrs Jacobs," Daryl assured me when he assumed my body's response was from nerves. In truth, I was quite excited at the prospect of being double-penetrated by their young firm cocks.

"Put it inside me," I urged when I felt the warmth from Gary's legs take up a position inside mine. I felt a further heat when he knelt fully in position and brushed his shaft between the outstretched valley of my ass.

He teased me with it for several brief moments as he rocked himself back-and-forth. Eventually, though, and to my joy and elation, he stopped, lined the warm head up with my gaping asshole and nudged at it.

"Yes. More. Do it, Gary," I beseeched him, and soon felt a pressure like no other I'd ever felt before as he slowly eased forward and my ass began to open around the head.

"Huh, huh, huh," I gasped for breath, my ass being stretched in much the same way my pussy had been stretched around his friend's cock, which lay dormant inside my pussy as he held onto me. He had his hands on my tits, which he fondled while stroking my nipples with his thumbs, clearly a means to take my mind off any discomfort I may have felt at the time.

"More. Fill my ass. Stretch my ass. Above all else, yes, huh, fuck my ass, Gary," I enjoined, even going so far as to flex myself back on him, driving his cock that bit deeper inside my tightness.

"You want it?" he said in a manly voice. It was a tone I had never heard from him before and it turned me on big-time.

"Yes. I want it. I want it deep in my ass, fucking my ass. Fuck my ass, Gary. Now, do it NOW!" I enjoined, moments before he slammed himself forward, sending that beautiful long cock of his ball-deep inside my ass.

"God! Fuck! Yes! More!" I cried and shouted, feeling every stone-hard inch of him deep inside my ass.

I smiled down at Daryl despite my lids being closed as a warm euphoria washed through me. I was about to cum, I sensed, and that from having a cock in my ass and Daryl's in my pussy as I hung suspended above him.

It took the three of us hardly any time at all to get into a perfect rhythm. For their part, they thrust themselves forward and back at the same time and I bucked my hips back to meet their inward strokes.

"Fuck my ass, fuck my cunt," I found myself crying out hysterically as they bounced me between them. The sound of flesh slapping flesh soon rang out around my bedroom as they picked up the pace and fucked me hard, still managing to maintain their exquisite sensual rhythm as they did so.

"I'm gonna cum," I cried and moaned after a few long pleasurable minutes of having my ass and pussy firmly drilled by them.

It was too much. My orgasm crested and exploded, my entire body shook as it roared over me in waves.

"God. You've made me cum, guys, now I want yours," I gasped.

"Where would you like it, Mrs Jacobs?" Daryl smiled up at me, his pearl-white teeth shining between his brown puffy lips.

"Over me. Cover my face, tits and body in it," I offered.

When Gary pulled out of my ass I was still shaking as I slumped above his friend. Seconds later, as my orgasm finally receded, I found myself knelt up on the carpet at the end of my bed, hands cupping my tits in ofference to them to target. I had Gary stood to my right and Daryl stood to the left as they stroked their beautiful cocks; one big, long and black the other long and white.

"Cum for me, guys. Give me your hot creamy cum. Spunk it over my face for me. Yeah," I swooned when I noticed Gary, the first one to pop, speed up his hand shuffles.

"Here it comes," he hissed, followed by a warm release of his cum on my right cheek from where it would no doubt slide down and drip on my tits. Before that, though, I received his friend's hot load, which he stroked off and aimed at my tits. ‘Lovely. Way to go, Daryl,' I smiled up at him only for his first deposit to be joined and matched by Gary's second before Daryl stroked off his second offering.

I had my head turned towards him at the time and caught it full in the face. ‘Get a load of you,' I thought and smiled, only to smile again at the irony of it; me getting a face full of his cum and moments before I leaned back against the end of my bed, welcoming their third and final outpourings over my warm glowing sticky body.

"That was amazing, guys," I smiled appreciatively at Gary and Daryl, body covered in a cocktail of sweat, mine and theirs, along with their sticky wet cum as I continued to tingle from yet another monumental orgasm.

"Glad to have been of assistance, Mrs Jacobs," Daryl lauded, his white teeth shining between his brown puffy lips as I stroked the last drops of cum from their bountiful cocks.

"So, how long did you say you had until you return to college?

"F...Four days," Gary trembled when I took him back into my mouth, just to make sure I got it all.

"You don't say," I mentioned.

"So, I get to enjoy these lovely cocks of yours for four more days, right?" I lusted, all the while stroking them some more.

"Sure," Gary agreed, a knowing smile on his face.

"Cool," Daryl intoned, voice elated.

"What say we continue after lunch? Sex always makes me hungry. Meanwhile, I need to get cleaned up," I proposed.

"It does," Gary concurred and he, of all people, should know...

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