Three Way

Charlie Serrano, CeCe Luminos, Thorald Fang

Today is the first day the weather turned hot, and everyone turns out with a sense of adventure and reckless abandon harking back to their college days. I know I sure did. I put on my tight jeans and sneakers, a tight t-shirt showing off my hard body, and packed my Ipod with club tunes. Before I left home my neighbor ambushed me with a bong hit and a shot of tequila no one in his right mind would refuse. She’s got a body made for sin that gave me a hard-on. She barely covered her tits with a torn tank top, the nipples poking through the edges. And there I was bending over a little to take the bong hit as she held the bong right in front of the cleavage. My mouth opened and it was a tough choice – bong hit, or her tits? Her six foot five boyfriend lurking in the doorway made the choice to suck down the smoke easier to do. I was thinking about how the sudden appearance of a third party changes everything. A true cock block this time.

The buzz detoured me from anything that had anything to do with holding back. Music blared from every store, giving a vibe made for dancing crews to do their thing. I hit the streets and everywhere I walked people hooked up or just did wild shit. Grabbing ass. Getting a buzz on any way possible. Couples making out. I swear every girl this side is in a mini-skirt by now.

I was seeing my bro’s locking lips, other ones begging girls to come upstairs into their flats. I tried dialing a few, but every reply came though on a text saying they were out of town. I hit into a bar, and before I knew it, was on my third beer and second shot. Feeling no pain, I roved through the girls. Someone told me about a party across the park. It was a nice day so I decided to walk it. Half way there the beer hit my bladder and I needed to unleash a major piss. Hell where is it? I thought one was here somewhere, and I was looking around when I saw her. Short flowered skirt, long tight legs, low heels, and swinging tits in a loosely hanging tank top. Right above her scoop neck was a necklace that caught the sunlight and made it impossible not to stare at the fullest breasts I’d seen in weeks.

I changed my pace as she came my direction. I was lost, so it wasn’t hard to look lost. She smiled when I said I needed to find the closest bathroom. Then she said, “I’m going the same place, follow me.” That was the easiest thing I’ve done my entire life. This girl was smokin’ hot, and sex poured out of her every pour. Long flowing hair, slim waist, ass that jiggled just right, and of course those tits! My cock got half hard right away, and she sure knew how to swing those puppies. She wore a bit of makeup for a daytime walk, but hey, she was on fire.



When we reached the cinder block structure, I made for the mens side. The need to piss was so strong that I whipped it out before I even got to the urinal. I shot out one of the longest pisses of my life. My whole body felt a huge relief. When I got done, I went out and looked around. I was sure that with a piss taking this long, she would be out there waiting. I sure as hell didn’t want to lose her. So I ducked my head into the womens room and said her name. No answer. There weren’t any chicks around so I walked in another step. That’s when I heard it – her moaning in sexual pleasure. I knew it was her by the voice and my hand instantly started grabbing my cock head. I couldn’t help it. She must be masturbating in the stall, I thought. I should just time it right and go in and help her.

This was one of those bathrooms with the long cinder block wall makes it more private, so it took several steps to get to her. Then I could see her backside … but what the hell? She was kneeling. Another inch forward and holy shit, she’s sucking a guy’s cock! Sucking it like a pro. What the fuck, this was hot but I was totally confused. Did she know this guy before? It didn’t seem to matter to him, his cock was being throated and stroked like he was in a porno. And what a cock, huge, hard veins. She was loving it.



She needed off the floor, so he sat up on the high counter,, and she bent forward slightly to suck it down. Her skirt was short and this put her tits in his hands. She let him squeeze them until they fell out of the top. Wow, perfect huge tits. By now I was stroking my cock and was drunk enough that I moved forward. His eyes were closed as he leaned back, so I came up behind her and cupped her free tit with my hand. She had a mouth of cock so she couldn’t say much, she looked behind her and saw me and instantly pushed her ass against my cock while not missing a suck stroke of that cock.

This girl had everything I wanted. Oversexed attitude with a killer body. The dude opens his eyes and for a second he jumped, but then he smiled and gave me a signal to get on my knees. With his permission and feeling how sexed up she was, I went for it. She turned sideways and my mouth was open waiting for the wet slit when suddenly she had a big headed cock aimed right for my lips. I didn’t see it, I felt it! It slid between my lips and was all over my face before I knew what hit me. This made her even hotter. And at first I started to get up. But she moved quick and shoved a nipple in my mouth. I started sucking and sucking, and was so high on the sex and shots that I don’t know what I was thinking. When her hand started for my cock, I knew I needed to cum. The cock didn’t matter suddenly except in a good way. I had my mouth all over her tits and she was leaning me over until suddenly that tit was a cock. The move was so smooth that the head was in my mouth and I was sucking off the pre-cum without noticing. And it felt so hot!



She started down on me, and my throbbing hot cock head felt ready to explode when she sucked it. It took a minute, but I got into a good cock sucking pace. I had no idea it was this sexy. And from the way he moved I was good. But she wanted my mouth now. She sat up on the counter, next to him. The two got close and then their cocks were both right in front of my mouth. I forgot totally that anyone could come in, I was so high on sex. I had been sucking him, so I moved to her, and to my surprise, she was harder and bigger than he was. I worked from her tits off her nipple to the cock, while stroking the other one. When I wanted his cock, she would lean over, and I would go from her tit to his cock and suck like they were the same thing. Only his cock could choke me.

I wanted cock and I wanted them to cum so I could cum. I got serious about the tenchinque, and sure enough she was getting ready to cum. I wanted to focus on her, so he got on his knees and started to suck my cock as I worked hers. I could feel the cock head swelling in my mouth. She was squeezing her tits hard, and suddenly she exploded in my mouth!



This huge flow of cum drowned me. He slapped me on the back and I swallowed it in a big gulp! It was not even all the way down when both of them pushed me down on my knees and his cock fucked my face deep and fast. His ass pumped that cock in me while she held my head and leaned down with her tits close by. I could hear by his moans he was going to cum, and she did too, so she pushed my mouth deeper onto hit cock.

This turned her on more and she was getting hard again as she stroked herself. I wanted that cum so bad, and he blew his load in my mouth. Instantly he was on his knees and I was on the counter as his mouth sucked my cock and so did she, right alongside her, as she stroked herself hard again. It was so sexy that I shot my cum for him, and she quickly aimed her huge cock at me and even though I was still moaning from the orgasm he was finishing, I pushed him off and dropped to my knees to get that cum load a second time!



She blasted it into my mouth. I had never been so high on sex in my life. Never with a tgirl, and barely ever with a girl this sexy and stunning. They both laughed because my face showed how high on sex I was, but that was the right thing to do. I looked in the mirror and suddenly was looking into the face of a true cock lover, a cumslut that just sucked down three loads of cum and wanted more.

I was in a daze, and they helped to make sure that I was all together before we exited the bathroom. The sun hit me hard and stunned me. I watched them walk off together. My cock was dripping some cum, and my mouth felt so satisfied. I was starting to walk home. But then after about 50 yards I realized that I usually went home after I shot my load off because that part was done. Now that I was a true cock sucker and wanted more, I had all the reason to stay out and see if lucky things do come in threes.



That tgirl ended up being the sexiest addiction of my young life. She found out where I live, and would ambush me with a guy or two. And we’d go at it. The best was when she started including other tgirls. Some days I would suck them all off twice, swallowing six loads. She’s the sweetest devil, addicting porn style fuck and suck of my life! Tits, cocks, ass, and total surrender to her overwhelming sexual powers. This is where I want to let my addictions take over.

Jungle Fever

I remember the first time I saw my best girlfriend show up with a boyfriend that wasn’t white. I have to admit, it surprised me. Not that it was bad, it was just different. Different enough that she felt obligated to tell me why she was with him. He was good looking enough. There wasn’t a problem with that. He wasn’t thuggish. So she explained to me that she just felt so much more like he was manly. I must admit, her past boyfriends were such pushovers. They were so pussy whipped, it bored her. She met the guy at a mall, and started dating. The next thing I know, I’m watching her sit down as if she fell off a bicycle and hit her pussy on the curb. The sex with my boyfriend was fine, and I had my orgasms. But I never found myself saying what she was confessing as she sat, “Jesus, he fucked me so long and hard I feel like one big fuck toy, nothing else, just made to be fucked hard and left sore. I can still feel his cock overflowing my pussy it rammed it so deep.” When they broke up, she didn’t say a word about how much she loved him, all she cried about was, ‘I’m so addicted to his cock, I’ll never get over him.” She did. She married, divorced, and went back to black. I lost track of her when she moved to Chicago after meeting a girl with links to the Bulls. Jungle Fever impressed her so much sexually that she stopped being the prey and started hunting it on her own!

So now 5 years later, I’m about as far from being a virgin as a girl can get. But always with white guys (two Asians, but an hour after fucking them you want to fuck again, don’t know why.) I had had enough of this guy I’d been fucking and dating. (They don’t always go together.) He was cool, and all my girlfriends told me to put out the effort, that he was a keeper. But the truth is, I wasn’t feeling challenged, or very sexual with him. We’d have our role playing and other fetish fun. But I didn’t feel like a sexed up woman with him. The pressure inside me to need to be treated like a fuck toy, a woman relentlessly fucked in every hole, treated like I existed to make a man’s cock cum were growing to the point that I was picking fights with him. I’d fantasize about gang bangs, about cops forcing sex – anything to make up for the fact that I didn’t feel like a sex addicted slut going crazy for his cock.

That was my frame of mind when I had to fly to Dallas to my brother’s college graduation. I sat down on the plane and was happy to have the seat next to me open. But at the last minute, this really fit, 30-year old black man sat down, dressed really sharp. The plane took off, and we started to chat. He was returning home after his buddy’s bachelor party. It was not the best – his fiancé caught on and cancelled all the sexy games and stripper girl. He wasn’t too talkative, but there was something about him. When he looked at me, his eyes were very commanding, and his voice very authoritative. He didn’t make excuses for how he thought or acted, he was all man. I don’t remember when my pussy started reacting to his vibe, maybe it was when his hand breezed over my knee when he was putting the magazine back. Or it was when his eyes looked at my tits when I purposely opened a button. I was definitely wanting to press his buttons, but nothing I thought would lead to anything. I know he was into me, but we were both tired, since it was a 6 a.m. flight. I closed my eyes and pretended to nod to sleep, with my arms crossing my chest to push my tits out, and my skirt hiking up. That’s when I saw it. His cock. It was pushing up his pants, pointed right at my thigh. I thought nothing of it, until it kept on growing … and growing. He was wearing slacks to it became really obvious.

I could see him looking at my body, and so I squirmed around enough to make him want it more. My pussy was so wet, it throbbed. Wet pre cum started to stain his leg, and he began to get a little nervous. I wanted more! So I made sure that my fingers slipped to rest between my thighs, and this drove him crazy. We were playing it cool, not noticing how fast the time was going. Before we were ready, the announcer said that we were preparing for landing.

I had to pretend to wake up, and brushed my tits against his arm, then his face almost when I got my bag out. When we left the plane, it turns out we both just had carry on bags. We were both going to the same direction, and he had a rental SUV already booked for him, so I went ahead and took a ride with him.

On our way into town, I could see now that he had a very focused voice and it felt sexy. He was telling me what to do since we got off the plane. Not asking me, saying, “Go this way, “ and “Treat your man right and all the other troubles in life go away.” I was feeling submissive and his woman before we even touched. We were early and hungry so we stopped in at his place.

It was a nice condo, very masculine. It was hot enough for us both to prefer a beer chasing down a shot of tequila. I was on his deck, and after one of the shots, I was feeling even more sexual. I knew I was asking for it, but I had to bend over to supposedly get into my purse, but baby I needed that cock. And he didn’t hesitate. He slid his hand on my ass, and rubbed it with his hand. I backed it up instantly, and suddenly he’s ripping my clothes off and I’ve got my hand down his pants. Mother of God, that is what I call a COCK!

His lips were so full and sexy. I never sucked on lips that made me want to suck cock so bad in my life. And he knew it. He was talking to me like the slut I wanted to be, “Those lips were made for sucking my cock, slip that black snake in them and suck it.” Everything he said turned me on. And when that snake was out, it was not just the biggest cock, but the hardest! I could pound nails with it, and that was so sexy.

His skin was so soft and his ass so solid, his thighs flexed and his ass bulged as he drove his cock into my mouth. I couldn’t wait to have it in me. In seconds he literally picked me up like a sex toy and bent me over the sofa. I was right alongside a mirror, and watched his stroke his huge cock twice and line it up to my pussy. I opened my lips with my fingers knowing this was going to be a huge one. I watched his ass muscles flex as he shoved it in, all the time hollering how tight my white pussy was. Our black and white skin became a moving work of art as he drove it in and out, deeper and deeper. I never took so much hard cock in my life. And he was turning all animal. He totally dominated me with his voice and body.

The fucking went on and on. He came once, got a little bit softer, but then I sucked it and got it rock hard again. We fucked in a half dozen positions until I couldn’t take any more. We collapsed into a heap on the bed. In a few hours I woke up and he was all ready for round three. We fucked some more but my phone was ringing. I was so late.

He drove me to meet my family, and all the way I could not keep my hand off his cock. I did not realize it, but this would re-define the way I look at sex, men, black men, and me as a purely sexual animal. I had to go back to my boyfriend, but now when I want to cheat on him, the first person I want is my black man! He loves that he turned me solidly into a Jungle Fever player. The skin, the vibe, the dominance, the animal nature of the relationship is the greatest high the submissive side of me ever felt. And I want more!