No Need To Speak

We’d been together for six months, Cash and I. We were in love, and lust. We had fucked like animals whenever we could, back when he was still living with his roommates. After he’d moved in with me, we fucked like sex-crazed beasts in heat. At least twice a day, and far more than that on our days off. My man Cash was an animal in bed and I fucking loved it. He took my ass deep and hard and rough most times, just how I liked it but other times he made sweet love to my sore batter chute, and that only made me want him more. I fucked him just as well, my big long cock drilling his eager guts until he was screaming with pleasure.

We lay in bed, glazed in sweat and panting in the unseasonably hot summer weather, after we’d fucked for the third time since waking that morning. We hadn’t left the bed, save to release the morning load of piss. Cash remained in full erection, and my cock was semi-hard and rising again. I kissed those full soft lips of his, and pawed at his meaty ebony pecs. He reached down and groped my caramel butt-cheeks, rubbing on my moist cum-filled chute, sinking a finger inside.

“Oh Cash!” I moaned instinctively, not that he could hear me.

I had become a lot more proficient in sign language, considering I’d known none of it when we’d first met. I hardly spoke at home anymore as we communicated almost entirely with our hands, but when Cash was screwing me good and deep, or fingering my needy cunt, I let loose with my tongue.

I pushed my ass up, swallowing his finger. He bit my lip and pulled me on top of him. Cash was insatiable. I was an unabashed sex fiend but Cash was a sex demon! I growled, my sore chute being pierced once again as Cash guided me down the length of his beastly thick jet-black shaft. I moaned as I was nestled completely on his length, then I started to ride again.

It was the third time he’d fucked me that morning. As battered as my poor asshole was, I could not resist riding my man’s dick. Once I got started, the pain eased and the familiar pleasure of Cash’s huge black cock filled my brown fuck-chute. I braced my hands on his beefy chest and rode him faster. He pawed my round golden globes, digging his fingers into my flesh as he guided me to ride him more roughly.

I dropped my ass down on his cock, moaning out loud as he slid his hands up my body, groped my pecs and thumbed my stiff nipples. I was in heaven and Cash was the object of my worship, his cock the medium by which I adored his body and gave him pleasure, just as much pleasure as he was giving me. He returned his hands to my buttocks, squeezed and thrusted up.

“Ugh fuck, Cash!” I thrilled, eyes wide as his cock stabbed deep, eliciting a brief jolt of pain.

My asshole spazzed and Cash groaned in the garbled way of his, pausing balls-deep in my guts before he continued. Thrust after thrust pushed up inside me, and my hard cock drooled precum over his abs. He gripped it and jacked me off, even as he continued to fuck me from beneath. It didn’t take more than a minute before I shot my cum over his chest. My body jerked but Cash held my waist and pounded my aching cunt for a few furious seconds longer before he growled, and I felt his load inside me, his thick cock pumping strong and fast.

I smiled, looking into his brown eyes. I leaned in and kissed him and he kissed me back. He groped my golden buns, caressed my back and pulled me flat down on top of him. I was in love with this man, and he loved me too.

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That said, as much as we were a couple and very much in love, we also wanted an open relationship. We both enjoyed raw sex and understood the risks, so we had few restrictions. The only hard-and-fast rule we had made was that we play as a couple, never solo. However, considering how much time we’d spent fucking each other, we had yet to explore fun with others.

With it being summer, we had decided to take vacation around the same time, allowing us to spend a few weeks lounging around together. Pride activities were at their peak and we’d been to a festival in the park. We had a good time; me enjoying the music and Cash enjoying the atmosphere, dancing, colored smoke and lights on the stage. Of course, we enjoyed the food, and the drinks were good too. We both got a bit tipsy and ended up making out hot and heavy on our picnic blanket.

I so wanted him to fuck me. My hole was begging for it as he got between my legs. I locked my ankles over the small of his back. He sucked on my neck then down, pulling my shirt up and sucking on my nipples. I craned my head back, my eyes fluttering up in my head and I writhed as my man licked and sucked down my abs. He opened my shorts, freeing my raging hard cock.

“Cash!” I gasped, grasping his scalp as he fit his throat over my cock and got to sucking.

I raised myself up on my elbows, enthralled by both the sensation and visual of his thick soft lips sliding up and down my cock, his hot wet mouth pleasuring and painting my caramel pole wet. I caressed his scalp and he sucked faster.

“Fuck!” I breathed, craning my head back again and closing my eyes.

When I opened them again, a tall slim black man knelt behind Cash, pawing at his ass. He was a handsome older man too, with salt-and-pepper hair and beard, and chocolate skin; almost looking like the porn star Jerry Stearns but a bit darker and with more strongly African features.

The handsome black daddy freed his cock, and my eyes shot open. I was hung, and Cash was hung, but this sexy black daddy was a fucking horse! He peeled Cash’s shorts down, revealing his bare buttocks, and humped his huge precum-leaking hard cock up along Cash’s ass-crack. The dark foreskin peeled back each time he slid forward, revealing a bulbous pink head. My cock jerked and Cash choked a bit. I grabbed his head, pinning him down in my crotch as the black daddy spread Cash’s buns and buried his face.

I released Cash’s head and he moaned on my dick as he continued sucking, hammering his face into my crotch, his hot hungry throat down around my throbbing pole. The black daddy pulled a small tube of lube from his pocket and fingered some up Cash’s hole. He anointed his massive cock, slathering the remainder over his pulsing ebony flagpole. He smiled at me, locking eyes, as he pushed inside. He moaned, and I moaned with him, vicariously sharing the sensation as he sank balls-deep inside Cash.

Cash gasped, an expression of uninhibited pleasure contorting his face. I kissed him and he sucked my tongue, whimpering as the black daddy began to fuck. Flesh slapped flesh and Cash whimpered louder.

“Take it, baby! Take it!” I mouthed. 

Cash nodded and arched his back as black daddy fucked him harder and faster, crashing his hips into Cash’s big muscle ass and stuffing my boyfriend full of dick. I rose up on my knees, almost of a height with black daddy as I fed Cash my cock. We fucked him from both ends, in tandem, like two massive pistons, in and out, back and forth.

Black daddy leaned forward and I met him halfway. His lips were soft and sweet. His tongue touched mine and we Frenched, all the while never missing a beat as we plowed Cash’s greedy holes. I gripped Cash’s head tighter, and gouged his throat faster. Black daddy did the same in Cash’s guts. I broke our kiss as I reached climax, pulled out and shot my spunk over Cash’s face; warm white cream over his hair, forehead, nose and lips.

Black daddy growled and shuddered. He was cumming, balls-deep inside Cash. He cooed, his lips curled into a grin. He held Cash by the waist and continued the fuck, in slow deep strokes that had Cash humming with delight. I reached forward and parted his buns, seeing the full glory of that thick steel-hard black daddy dick, glistening wet as it pistoned in and out of my man’s wide-stretched anal chute.

I kissed black daddy again, then he pulled out, stood and slapped that flagpole monster over my lips. I gobbled it, as much as I could. He was as thick as Cash, at least, and longer than me. He grasped my head in both hands and fucked my face until I choked, drooling spit down my chest. He wiped his wet cock over my nose then tucked it back into his shorts.

“Name’s Henderson,” he said. “Hit me up anytime you come to Atlanta. I’d love to fuck both you and your boyfriend again.”

Henderson disappeared into the circle of masturbating spectators who had encircled us. I pulled Cash to his knees. I licked the cum from his face then kissed him, letting him taste my load. I groped his round ass, and fingered his moist chute, feeling Henderson’s slick cum.

“Ready to go?” I mouthed.

Cash nodded. We pulled up our pants, gathered our things and left.

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Back in our bed, and I was fucking Cash. He was on top, riding me, gasping as he planted his hands on my pecs and slid his gushy-wet ass up and down my thick long shaft. Henderson’s cum coated my cock, making Cash’s hole nice and slippery. He’d been riding me for a while, both of us feeling extra stamina after the hot session at the festival.

I pawed his beefy pecs, caressed his sculpted body and groped his big round butt-cheeks, guiding him to ride me faster. Cash leaned down and kissed me, wormed his tongue into my mouth. I squeezed his ass tighter. My dick jerked and Cash’s hot ass clenched tight.

We both moaned and I started pumping my hips upward, fucking Cash from beneath. He let loose a wheezy growl and held still as I shafted his guts. Henderson’s cum leaked out around my balls. Cash’s asshole squished and squelched as I plumped deep, and his insides opened up for me. He trembled and slumped forward on top of me. I hugged him tight and powerfucked his hot gushy chute. I felt myself getting close and clapped my flesh to his even harder, making him whimper.

“Ohfuckohfuckohfuck! Auuuughh shit! Uuuuurrrrmmmmmm!” I growled, shoving hard up inside of him and unloading. My dick pulsed and pulsed and pulsed, and my head felt light. I took deep breaths and relaxed into the bed, feeling utterly drained.

We stayed like that for a while, until Cash slowly pulled up off my rubbery cock and rolled onto his back. He kissed me gently and I returned the same. His lips were so soft and sweet. We held each other close, drifting off to sleep. Just before I slipped into the sweet blackness, I thanked whatever deity had brought such an amazing man to me.