I won’t lie, being in that position was incredibly intense. I was on my knees, staring up at both of them. Jamal was to my right. He looked as amazing as ever. We had been dating for about six months, and I had not tired of his body. His lean muscles. His dark skin that would contrast against my pale complexion so well. But my favorite thing about him, was that huge, black cock of his, that was inches from my mouth.
He wasn’t the only one though. Right next to him, was Morgan. He was just as tall, but he carried a bit more weight on him. But his cock… Oh my GOD… It must have been as thick as a Coke can. I silently wondered if I could take it all. The prospect, the challenge, excited me. I felt the same way the first time I was with Jamal.
I had confided in Jamal about this fantasy for a couple of weeks now. He had responded to it a lot more positively than I had anticipated. But that was the thing about Jamal. He knew how big of a slut I was. He knew that I had desires: he knew that I had *needs*, and this was one of them, Being taken by two huge black guys at the same time, and being fucked by their huge cocks until I couldn’t take anymore.