Lately I’ve really been intentional about living out my wildest fantasies. Some close family members recently passed away at relatively young stages in their lives. The result has been hitting home and compelling me to live my life with no regrets since we do not get a repeat in life.
This fantasy cost me a bit of money, but believe me, it was very worth it. I’d always wanted to be throughly used by three dominant black men with huge cocks. I wanted verbal humiliation and degradation as part of the experience. I paid for three black escorts to make this happen. One of them, Kafi, was someone I’d played with before. He is 6’2” and built like a professional American football player. He is huge, and his cock is 9 inches and thick. He calls it “black magic”, and he’s right. He’s made me cum hands free with that rod of his a few times. He’s bald and has a thick beard. He also wears a permanent scowl on his face and is one mean motherfucker. I met him on a rent site a couple of years ago.
When I asked Kafi if he had any friends that might be interested to earn some cash, he said yeah, but it wasn’t going to be cheap. I told him I was good for the money, and trusted him to arrange for a time when he and his friends would be available. The only criteria I gave him was that their dicks needed to be as big as his and they needed to be willing to treat me like a piece of shit for a couple of hours, put me in my place and use my holes.
Kafi said, “I got you, man”, and I believed him.
Every couple of days Kafi was texting me telling me he didn’t forget me and was working on it. It felt like Kafi was keeping me on his bait line until he reeled me in. In the meantime, my hunger for the experience grew more intense. It was gonna cost me quite a bit for two hours of their time, but at this point I felt like I would have taken out a second mortgage if I had to.
I was at work when Kafi sent me another text.
“Hey man, you busy tonight? My boys are free.”
I had plans to go out to dinner with a friend, but I wasn’t going to pass this up.
“Yes, what time?”
“9”
It was a little late for a work night, but what the fuck, I wasn’t going to say no,
“Ok”
I assumed they’d be coming to my place since that’s where Kafi and I always met. I always paid for his travel and would assume I’d be doing the same that night.
If my locked dick could have hardened, it would have. I sat at my desk with my eyes closed. An image of me being double dicked while having another dick own my mouth hole almost made me cream myself.
I was barely able to focus on my work but somehow managed to make it to 5:00, and I practically ran home to start preparing myself for what was to come.
While douching, I was lighting up a joint just to get myself relaxed and a little heady. I decided to wear a yellow Bike jockstrap to let these men know I’d be down for watersports if that were on the table.
I was laying in my bed fondling my nipples and playing with my hole when my doorbell rang. I steadied myself and made it down to the front door to open it.
There was Kafi, his large frame already making me weak in the knees just standing there.
“On your knees, bitch!”, he commanded while his two companions followed him inside.
“I told you this faggot does whatever I tell it to do. Don’t you, faggot?”
“Yes Sir!”
Kafi laughed.
No introductions were made as I watched these Black titans undress out of their shorts and tank tops. Both just as built as Kafi, one was very hairy and the other smooth, lighter skinned than Kafi. And yes, they had massive hanging cocks. I was salivating already.
One of them walked right up to me and slapped my face hard.
“Open your mouth, muthafucka!” I detected an African accent from the hairy bulk of a man.
I opened and he grabbed a handful of my hair and started to face fuck me until I started to puke over his hard horse cock.
He pulled out then pressed his size 13 Nikes against my balls, crushing them.
“Ohhhhhhh fuuuccckkk”, I cried.
“Fuck you! You’re lucky I didn’t bust your balls, bitch!”
“Open up and try again, faggot!”
I opened my mouth and tried again. My gag reflex failed me as I was once again bringing up bile and choking.
Once again he pulled out and kicked me in the balls.
“Go ahead, Cal, your turn.”, he said as I whimpered.
Cal stood in front of me as I tried to compose myself. I opened my mouth and tried to deep throat as much as I could of that ten incher. Cal reached down and pulled and squeezed my tits. That worked because I opened my jaw wider and more inches slipped inside. My tits hurt so good as I groaned around that weapon.
“Fucker likes it rough boys, told you.”, Kafi said.
I had drool dripping down my face now.
“Hands and knees, faggot!”, Kafi commanded. He knew my favorite “insult” was faggot and used it often in our sessions.
Kafi slapped my ass around while I continued choking on Cal’s cock.
“This bitch drinks my piss. Turn your ass around and keep your mouth open sissy! You guys see his locked up dick? Of course not, it’s too small. That’s why he needs my big dick, don’t ya faggot? Need a real man to turn you out?”
“Yes”, I mumbled.
I was bitch slapped hard.
“Yes what?!”
“Yessir!”, I shouted.
“That’s right. This white muthafucka is ‘bout to drink from my hose!”
I opened wide and Kafi started to piss over my tongue before shoving his cock in my mouth and holding my head down. Piss spewed out and down my chin as I desperately drank what I could and drenching myself and the living room carpet.
When Kafi finished he bitch slapped me with a one-hander to the right check that almost knocked me to the floor.
“Fucking gross, man”, the hairy guy said.
“He’s a fucking pig!”, Kafi said.
“Get back on this dick!”, Kafi pointed and I opened wide and started sucking, forcing my throat over as much cock meat as I could handle.
Kafi pushed my head down until I couldn’t breathe and my hands were flailing, punching his thighs to let go.
I gasped for air when he finally did release me, but Cal grabbed my head and stuffed his dick down my throat. He pushed me to the wall, wrists above my head, pinned by his big hand as he pounded my throat until I was just about to puke again. My face was covered in phlegm and saliva. My eyes were burning and teary, and I fucking loved it,
Cal slapped my face around a couple of times when he pulled out and the hairy one took his place, now each arm was pinned to the wall over my head, Kafi held onto one and Cal the other so I was unable to move at all. My gag reflex was severely tested as I was relentlessly throat fucked.
“This is what you wanted, faggot? Right?”, Kafi asked as I was swallowing his buddy’s cock?
“Mmm hmmm”, I mumbled.
“Let him say it man, pull your dick out a second.”
Free of dick I looked at Kafi and said, “yes”.
Kafi slapped me even harder leaving me with a deeper sting to the cheek.
“Yes what, bitch?”
“Yes Sir! This is what I wanted, Sir!”
Truth was, my dicklet was leaking in my jock. This was exactly what I wanted!
Now it was Kafi’s turn to own my throat while his friends held my wrists to the wall.
When he finished thrusting me, Kafi kicked me in the nuts with his Adidas shoes and I sat there holding my balls, living in the pain, and wanting more.
I moved my hands away.
“Fuck bud, he wants more!”, the hairy guy said excitedly.
“Take a shot”, Kafi encouraged, “The faggot loves it! Ask my friend to kick you in the balls, muthafucka!”
“Kick me, please”, I said barely above a whisper still recovering from the last hit. My balls were raw and swelling at this point.
“What was that?”, Kafi grabbed a handful of my hair and punched me in the gut.
“What was that, faggot?”
“Kick…my…balls…please!”, I pleaded.
“You heard ‘em, give ‘em a good one, Cal. Don’t be shy. He’s paying us to do this shit!”, Kafi said.
The hulky man stood right in front of me and I watched him move his basketball shoe back and swiftly drove the tip center to my nuts. He pulled it back and did it a second time. This time my eyes were closed. I tried to move my hands to cover my nuts but Kafi restrained me and I got three more hard kicks to my screaming scrotum. The air was sucked out of my lungs, I was speechless. I felt my balls ricochet from the swift kicks, then they tried to tighten, like a scared turtle wrapping up in its shell.
I was crouched on the floor, now my ass was exposed to protect my nuts which I’d covered with my hand on the carpet.
“I think it’s ready for some dick!”, Kafi exclaimed after 45 minutes of throat use.
Kafi pulled my hips up and spit into my hole, rubbing some in with his long calloused finger. Then he filled my asshole up with his lengthy cock.
A few hard smacks to the ass brought me back to life.
“Open that ass up, faggot!”, Kafi demanded.
I was tight. I took a deep breath and let Kafi’s cock get my dilated.
“Give ‘em your dick man”, Kafi yelled over to the hairy beast of a man.
My face was dick smacked and then I was smothering balls with my tongue to please this African prince as Kafi battered my hole, his knob sliding over my love almond repeatedly causing more cock juice to leak out of my cage.
Kafi reached under me and squeezed my balls in his hand, holding them down and twisting them like a gear shift as he drove his hardon in my guts. I groaned over the bricked dick in my face.
Kafi pulled out and took his hand to my backside, inviting his friend for a turn.
“Go on, I opened its ass it for you man.”, Kafi said to his light-skinned friend, Cal. Now his friends were spit roasting me as Kafi egged them on.
“Fuck ‘em harder, man!”, Kafi spread my ass open with his hands. I couldn’t keep my mouth on that dick any longer as my hole was being taken. Next thing I knew my head was locked between those two thunder thighs, bull balls resting on the top of my head.
Ten inches of cock laid pipe in my butt hole. I was surprised when Kafi’s cock squeezed inside! Kafi was straddled over me, each leg to one side. Twenty one combined inches of dick meat filled my ass, and nine more was once again down my throat. The hairy man once again tugged and twisted a nipple as I polished his knob. My hole was being stretched for sure. I had taken two fists up my ass before, so I knew I could handle it.
After a few’ minutes, the three bulls pulled out of my holes.
Kafi waked over to his shorts and pulled out a blunt.
They passed it around, and even let me take a couple of hits. Kafi knew getting me high would make me voracious for dick from our previous play sessions, this was all part of his plan.
Kafi spit in his hand and coated his cock, then he laid on the floor taking one of the couch pillows for his head.
“Sit on my dick, muthafucka!”
I got up to mount his cock facing him.
“I don’t wanna see yo fuckin’ face, bitch!”, he motioned with his finger for me to spin around.
I carefully mounted his cock with my back to his chest.
Kafi then held my legs up in his hands.
“He needs another dick!”, Kafi said sternly.
The hairy man jumped on the opportunity to stuff my ass with his stiffy, slapping my face a couple of times and then giving me titty twisties. His thumb and index fingers pressing hard and twisting and turning them making me yelp.
“Shut this bitch up!”, Kafi demanded.
Cal stood over me and lifted my head to his cock, holding both sides of my face as he filled it with cock. I was in heaven now. This is exactly what I hoped for, what I fantasized about, what I paid for, and was getting. I wanted to remember every single second.
My hole felt so full and stretched., it was blissful and I was out of my mind. Those hits of pot really made my mind spiral and with two cocks punching into my hole at the same time I was spinning out.
Cal and the hairy guy swapped out. Truth be told, Kafi made for a great anchor dick. He managed to remain fully hard and fully impaled through my double dicking and I was sincerely fagging out on the dick thrusting down my throat, with the help of a little pot and poppers, my gag reflex disappeared completely.
I was groaning like a real bitch, and Kafi knew exactly how to get me to maximum obedience and hunger.
“I don’t think I can hold out much longer, this bitch’s mouth is too good”, the hairy man shouted.
“Not yet, bro! Pull out!”, Kafi demanded.
My mouth hole was free of dick. With the hairy hulk out of the way, I was now face to face with Cal. He had a hard look on his face, scowling down at me, angry that I would dare to get a good look. Like a viper, his right hand moved quickly to slap me hard right across the face. I brought my cheek back which he saw as an invitation to slap me again and then again. Meanwhile, Kafi was impaling me, too, he reached around and pulled on my tits which were already swollen and sore.
“Get your ass up!”, Kafi yelled.
Cal pulled out and I dismounted.
Kafi pushed me onto the sofa.
“Hold his legs boys”, Kafi requested.
Cal and the other guy pulled my legs back while I was on my back exposing my gaped out hole to Kafi.
He bitch slapped me again before shoving his cock back inside. With my legs back and my ass up he was hitting me deep. The leakage from my cage was noticeable.
Cal said, “Look, his clit is leaking!”
The hairy one said, “it’s so small. I’ve never seen such a small dick before.”
“That’s because he’s a faggot. He don’t need no dick. He ain’t fuckin’ anybody. Right, faggot?”
The humiliation and degradation were turning me on. I didn’t respond right away. I was high and enjoying the feeling of Kafi’s huge cock owning my ass
Kafi reached down and tugged and punched my balls.
“Owwww fuck!”, I yelled.
“I asked you a fuckin’ question. You ain’t fuckin’ anybody with this thing are you, bitch?”
“No Sir!”, I yelled.
Bitch slapped again and again.
“No Sir what?”
“No Sir, I ain’t fuckin’ anyone with my little locked dick, Sir!”
The three men laughed hysterically before Kafi got serious and began to bang me with purpose. I suspected he was ready to drop his load inside me.
“I’m gonna fuckin’ cum in your ass faggot! Ohhh fuck!”
Kafi held onto each of my ankles and thrusted his cock deeper and faster.
“Oh fuck! I’m gonna fuckin’ cum man! Ohhhh fuuucckkk!” Fuuuccckk!”
Kafi shoved his dick hard deep inside my butthole as I felt it throb and release a torrent of his seed directly inside of me. I was in heaven.
Kafi pulled out and Cal swapped places with him. I twisted my neck so I could suck Kafi’s cock dry while Cal fed my hole with his ten inches. I felt like I was being ripped in half with a log. The men pulled my legs apart wider giving Cal full access to dig deeper inside me than even Kafi had done. Cal certainly had to length to find new ground to open.
When I finished cleaning off Kafi’s cock, he turned my head the other direction so I could orally service the hairy guy. I couldn’t fit it all down my throat, but Kafi pulled and twisted my nips again which did the trick I felt like a snake swallowing something unnaturally large down my gullet. Cal never once stopped thrusting his anaconda dick in and out of me, sliding and gliding so easily in my well-fucked, cummy, and experienced hole.
“You like my faggot’s hole, Cal?”
“Fuck yeah man”
The hairy guy pulled his cock from my face and Kafi spit on me a few times, wiping it all over me with his large hand, then he pried my lips open with a hand on each side.
“Now fuck his face, Zeke”
Now I finally learned his name!
Zeke shoved his cock between Kafi’s fingers while Cal continued to drive his dick up my guts.
He was getting close because I felt his bricked up cock swell even more and his thrusting became more disjointed and faster. Sawing his cock in and out of my asshole I was groaning over that dick in my mouth.
“Bitch wants you to breed ‘em, Cal”,
Cal closed his eyes, his neck arched back his mouth in an “O” as he used my hole for what it was worth and fucked his nut inside of me.
Zeke and Cal rotated, Kafi still holding my jaws open. I tasted a combination of cum and my ass juices on Cal’s cock. To say it was delicious would be selling it short. It was like every lick was making me more intensity, more voracious.
I wanted more so badly, I raised my legs back and pulled my cheeks apart, displaying my nasty pig hole to Zeke, this bearded hairy beast scowled at me when I begging him to fuck me.
“Oh man, look at ‘em now, Zeke. The faggot wants your dick. Fuck ‘em good man. Give him his money’s worth, man.”
“Flip this bitch over, I don’t wanna see it’s fuckin’ face!”, Zeke demanded.
I quickly flipped over and presented my ass high, lowering my back so my face was on the sofa cushion. Zeke pulled my hips back and adjusted them to his liking before spitting on his cock and finding my wet hole and plunging deep.
His fat cockhead split my slips open so nicely with every stroke.
“Oh yeah, fuck me!”, I cried, feeling my balls churning, knowing if he kept that up I’d certainly blow my load.
“Hehe, you like Zeke’s cock up your ass, don’t ya faggot?”, Kafi snickered.
Kafi pulled my face up by the chin with his left hand and began face slapping me with his right. My hole was continuing to be pounded out and I couldn’t hold back any longer, I shot a huge nut. Large white globs of cum escaped from the slit of my cage and oozed downward.
My hole clamped down on Zeke’s cock very tightly. Since I was so slick with all that cum inside me, Zeke continued on fucking me right through my orgasm and through the other side when he yelled that he was cumming, too, and it felt like gallons of seed were emptied in my clenched cunt if a hole.
With all three men’s loads inside me, and my nut blasted off, I cleaned off each cock with my mouth before allowing them to use my shower.
When all three had finished, I fished for my phone and sent Kafi $1000 for their time.
It was a lot of money but it was well-worth it. Lots of memories and material for my spank bank!
