Second part of my fun with Tracey and four big black hunks

This story is second part from Tracey and I take on Clive and his son again. With other BBC

“Oh fuck yes.”

I knew on hearing those simple three words spoken by Tracey that her wet pussy had just been splayed by Clive’s big cock for the first time.

I looked across to see my friend being pinned to the wall by this big, muscular, black guy. Her legs spread akimbo with her white high heels dangling off her feet as she was literally pounded and nailed to the wall mercilessly.

“Oh Clive,” she breathlessly urged. “Fuck it. Fuck me really hard. Oh, oh my god. Jesus Christ, oh fucking hell yes! Anna, Anna he’s fucking huge.”

Tracey was panting as the sounds of her cunny being filled and the slap, slap, slap of Clive’s big hairy balls and thighs against my friend’s wet pussy and thighs echoed around the room.

“That’s it Dad, give the blonde slut what she wants. Give her a good banging,” Henry was saying slowly tugging on his big, long veiny shaft as he watched his father mercilessly fucking the shit out of Tracy.

Daniel was doing an expert job at eating my pussy out and had me on the verge of climaxing whilst I sucked his father’s cock.

“I need a cock up me as well,” I muttered and after a few more licks and sucks on Trevor’s rock hard tool I told him to fuck me.

“Get me on all fours and get your big cock in me,” I said to Trevor.” Come here you gorgeous hunk and I will lick and kiss that black cock back to hardness for you,” I said turning to his son Daniel.

Tracey’s pounding continued and I knew that Clive was going to spunk deep in my friend’s pussy.

His muscular back was showing signs of sweat as Tracey continued to be literally nailed against the hotel wall.

She was in a state of high lustiness, “Oh fucking hell yes,” was all she was mumbling over and over again. “Oh fucking hell, you’re so big. Oh fucking hell yes.”

I smiled as I was about to take a cocking. “If you think that’s good, wait until his son gets his big cock up you,” I said to her. “You’ll be cumming again in seconds.”

I was now on all fours, Trevor had placed himself behind me slapping my ass with his hard cock.

He let out a loud chuckle saying, “Oh Anna, oh I love this tattoo as well,” and then proceeded to tell the guys what I had stamped across the small of my back. “She’s announcing to the world that she’s a married cumslut,” he laughed.

“The dirty bitch is right as well,” Clive said as he continued banging away hard at Tracy literally using her as a fucktoy, pulling her up and down onto his throbbing, and now very shiny cock. It was coated with Traceys cunny juice.

“I’m going to cum,” he said loudly. “I’m going to flood your pussy.”

“Give it to me. Give it to me, give me all your hot spunk,” Tracey was saying in reply and she looked up and smiled. Glistening trails of spunk still shining on her face and tits from the load she had taken from Daniel.

Trevor was now entering me from behind for the first time. Teasing my lips and slit and then his big, thick cock probed against my pussy lips. I instinctively pushed back, plunging his full length directly into me.

“Fucking hell you want it as well don’t you,” he said forcefully.

“I want it. I want it so fucking badly,” I said. “Go on Trevor, fuck me then. Fuck me hard. Go on grab me round the waist and fuck it like you’ve never fucked anyone.”

This stunningly handsome, gorgeous, older black man placed his big hands at the side of my butt. Grabbing me around the waist and pulling me back onto him and then pushing me away so his full veined length came out of me, and then I slammed back so that I took his full eight inches deep back up my pussy once more.

“Oh that’s it. That’s it, use me as your fucktoy. I love it. Go on babes, fuck my married cunt. It’s all yours,” I was begging for a good, base screwing.

Clive was cumming up Tracey, his thrusting slowing down but I could see Tracey smiling and as he moved her slightly to one side, still carrying her, I could see Clive’s creamed shaft and globs of his cum coating is thick black cock.

“That’s it, that’s it, fill the slut up,” his son was saying slowly, wanking his hard cock ready for his turn.

Behind me Trevor was really going for it, banging me hard and young Daniel had placed himself at my head. I was slowly licking and kissing his soft, flaccid cock back to life.

“Are you going to get this up again for me big boy?” I smiled at him. “Are you going to spit roast me with your father? Come on fuck me with your dad,” I was trying to talk him up.

“I’m your married slut. Come on get it hard, do me with your father like the dirty whore I am.“ I was trying my best to get him hard and it was working. His cock was showing signs of life as if it was again getting hard as I was kissing and sucking on it.

Clive was finished cumming, finished emptying his balls up Tracey and slid her off his dick.

Thick globs of spunk were pouring out of her fanny and dropping onto the floor.

Daniel was now hard in my mouth once more as I sucked at him as his father banged me from behind.

Henry wasted no time in replacing his father. Tracey stood down for one minute, wobbling on her heels as she did so with cum leaking out and dribbling down her thighs as well as still shiny on her face and big tits.

“Are you going to finish me off?” she said looking at Henry and his massive cock standing full attention, to its full ten and a half inches in length straining.

“Now that your father’s opened me up and lubed me up, are you gonna fuck me?” she asked, licking her lips as she did so.

Tracey was spun around by Henry and she instinctively planted her hands on the wall and spread her legs. Her stunning shapely legs looked amazing in her white heels, with Clives cum running down her inner thighs.

Henry smiled when he saw the tattoo saying ‘dirty whore’ tattooed across my friend’s back. Laughing he told the other guys, “Look matching tats, on matching whores!”

Tracey looked over her shoulder and smiled, the cum from Daniel still evident on her cheeks.

“Come on then big boy. Give me it, give me that big monster cock. Come on, use it!” I could tell my friend was ready and desperate to climax and knew that once Henry was in her it wouldn’t be long before she was cumming all over him.

Trevor was really fucking me hard and in-between thrusts slapping my ass really hard.

I looked back over my shoulder, taking his son’s cock out of my mouth for a second.

“You like that don’t you? You like spanking me you dirty bastard.”

“I think you do too, you slut!” Trevor said, “Every dirty bitch should know when she’s being fucked.”

He slapped me really hard once again, leaving a big, red handprint on my ass.

His son’s cock was back in my mouth and I garbled to him to keep fucking me hard and asked him to fuck me onto his son’s cock.

With his hard thrusting at me from behind I was being forced forwards onto Daniel’s prick, taking every inch of it down my throat and gagging. Spit was drooling out of my mouth all over his cock and balls.

Henry was now nudging his huge bell end against Tracyes wet spread pussy lips, running it up and down her slit and coating his own cock in his father’s cum.

“Thanks for oiling her up for me dad,” he chuckled, with Clive replying, “Get it in son she’s tight as fuck.”

He began easing his cock into Tracey as she moaned. Henry was slipping the first few inches of him and penetrated her.

“Are you ok?” he asked as he was slowly, inch by inch easing his massive cock up her. Tracey looked back over her shoulder, her eyes glistening and glazed over.

“Oh Jesus Christ,” she mumbled. “Jesus fucking hell, you’re huge.”

Henry smiled, “You still have another three or four inches to take babes,” he said as he slid his full length into her.

“Oh god just fuck it, just fuck me,” she moaned softly as he was finally fully ip my friend.

Balls deep with his eleven inches of thick, veiny, black cock buried up her snatch.

He placed his hands around her hips with my friends hands still flat against the wall and he slowly and rhythmical began to fuck her.

“Oh Jesus fucking christ,” she mumbled her voice warbling as she did so. “Oh bloody hell yes,” I knew she was close to cumming.

“That’s it Henry, give it to her,” I said, taking Daniel’s cock temporarily out my mouth.

“She’s going to be cumming soon. I’m telling you she’s going to be cumming all over you.”

Tracey was now making incoherent noises, the words, ‘fuck’ and ‘yes’, clearly made out but the rest being incoherent garble lost in her lust as she started bucking back against him to meet his thrust.

He sped up his pounding as Tracey’s thrusts back also got harder and harder, her gorgeous big arse wobbling against this stunning black man.

“Oh yes, that’s it, that’s it. I’m fucking cumming,” he said.

“I’m cumming too,” Tracey panted. “I’m going to cum off all over your big cock,” she was garbling now. “On your big, fucking….fucking, black,oh god yes, black cock. Oh yes!” and I knew my friend was creaming all over him as he emptied his balls up her.

A father and son both having fucked her, a father and son both having bred her in a matter of minutes.

Trevor grabbed me by my pigtail and pulled my head back hard, once again slapping my arse, really stinging me. I moaned deeply, showing signs of approval to being treated like a dirty little whore.

Trevor was clearly a dominant man. “Fucking take it,” he said to me as his son slapped my face with his cock.”You love it don’t you Anna?”

I was bucking back at him hard, bucking back to meet his thrusting as he pulled at my hair really hard.

I was gone now, really gone in a world of utter sluttiness and sex.

“Pull it, pull it harder, hurt me, hurt me you bastard. Slap my fucking arse.”

He yanked again at my hair and then told me he was going to unload.

With his son’s cock at my face I looked back at this stunning man, “Where are you going to give it to me then big boy? Are you going to give it to my cunt? Or my arse you dirty bastard,” I said to him, meeting his thrusting still.

He was clearly loving this. “I’m going to cum all over you, you dirty little fucker,” he said, continuing to bang me mercilessly, slapping and pulling my hair.

At my face Daniel couldn’t take anymore and announced he was going to cum again.

“Fucking hell I’m cumming again,” he said and he started immediately spunking. His first shot landed on top of my head as his father pulled at my pigtail. His second and third ropes directly splattered with force into my face.

This clearly spurred his father on, seeing his son hosing me down started him cumming too.

I felt the first of his spunk load shot into me, but then he withdrew his big cock wanking it as it was pulled out of me. The next three and four ropes landed on my back and on the back of my head, spraying all over my ass and running down my legs.

I was being hosed in cum from a father and son.

The father spunking all over my back and my arse, my temporary tattoo being splashed heavily. His son still spunking heavily over my face. This man could clearly cum and this man could cum hard.

I looked back to his dad smiling as he continued to shoot thick, white rope after rope onto me, his jizz running down my face and over the top of my head.

“That’s it boys. Let’s cover these sexy bitches,” Clive was saying, standing back watching his brother unload all over me from behind and his nephew giving me a massive facial.

His son filled Tracey up with his thick cumload, joining his own he had shot up her minutes before.

Daniel finished emptying his balls for the second time. My face was awash with his white, sticky batter as his father finally finished cumming behind me.

I needed to climax.

Tracey was violently orgasming on Henry’s cock, as his thrusting slowed down his balls drained, and my friend completely flooded with sperm up her well fucked fanny.

Her legs were shaking and once more she was garbling incoherent swear words as she climaxed heavily.

As he withdrew his cock from her some more spunk dribbled from her open cunny, and plopped onto the carpet.

As quick as a flash Tracey and I were at each other as she joined me on the bed and we kissed passionately. Savouring the salty, sticky spunk from each other’s faces. Me kissing and licking the remnants of Daniels dried cum from her and Tracey devouring his fresher second load from my lips, chin and cheeks.

We then positioned ourselves in a 69 position where I really ate her pussy out. Gorging on her cum filled cunt, and delighting in the taste of her delicious, juicy, wet twat with all her sticky white cream and froth, but also the remnants and dribbles of Henry and Clives jizz, as it gushed and poured out of my friend’s fanny.

The guys were standing watching intently as Tracey and I cleaned each other up, and I could tell it was having the desired effect on them, as each of them were telling us how beautiful we looked and how much they had enjoyed it so far.

Trevor added what dirty sluts he thought we were.

We stayed in the 69 for a little while as I neared my climax. Tracey worked several fingers up me, and finally slipped her whole fist up me right up to her wrist. She spiralled her hand in and out of my creamy, open gash as the guys urged her on to bring me off.

“Fist fuck the slut,” Clive was saying as she expertly licked at my clit as she continued to slide her full hand in and out, nibbling my hard clitty as she rammed her hand into me deeply.

“I’m cumming,” I announced, biting Traceys inner thighs as she fucked me harder, her fist pumping into me mercilessly.

I started gushing and spraying my fanny juice all over Tracey’s hand and out onto the bed and covering her face.

“Oh yes you fucking slut, cum off hard,” Trevor was saying, his cock showing signs of life again already.

As I was shaking from my massive orgasm I was slightly sensitive, but Tracey and I kept enjoying the taste of each other and of the men who had penetrated us.

Once finished we laid back on the bed together,still sticky with goo and the bed sheets plastered.

“Well that was fun,” we both laughed looking at the guys standing together chatting and admiring the view.

“Oh girls, that was absolutely fantastic,” Trevor said, smiling at me. “I hope it didn’t hurt you too much? I’m really sorry, I got a little bit carried away!”

I smiled back at him saying,” Don’t worry, you know I really enjoyed it. But my arse is absolutely stinging you dirty fucker!”

We all laughed. It had been an excellent start to our weekend together.

Tracey I needed a shower and a little rest so the guys dressed in most of their clothes. An agreement was reached that we would meet down in the bar for a drink later before we headed for a nice meal at the restaurant.

We quickly discussed how things were going to pan out for the rest of the night and wanted to try and keep things a little bit spontaneous, but also on doing that the question of where people were going to be sleeping came up.

it was agreed that we would go for a nice meal, a couple of drinks and then we’d be back up to the room for some more fun and games.

Trevor and Clive asked if I wouldn’t mind spending the whole night with them and I eagerly agreed. I had hoped for nothing less.

“Maybe,” I suggested, “We could do one night with me and you two, with Henry and Daniel sleeping with Tracey and then the second night we can swap it round?”

This seemed to be agreeable so that Tracey and I would be sharing a bed with both the older brothers and then the two cousins, in-between obviously receiving good seeing too’s from all of them together.

After a relaxing shower, Tracey and I relaxed for a little bit chatting over the events so far.

The guys went back to their respective rooms to get ready for meeting up a little bit later and we suspected to have a chat about the events as well from their perspective.

Before leaving our room I had sent a text message to my husband Mike to ask how he was getting on with Ryan, our son.

He quickly replied back saying that they were both still out and that Ryan hoped I was having fun. I replied putting a smiley face emoji, and said his aunt Tracey and I had been well and truly pampered and that we both had just enjoyed lovely facials just a few moments ago.

I was obviously implying to my husband that a guy or guys had just spunked all over my face, whilst trying innocently to tease my son, who would obviously think of the spa retreat and mudpack facials.

I received a text message back from my son from his phone saying hello to Tracey and that he was glad I was having so much fun and being spoiled. Adding that he and his dad we’re going out for a couple of beers and then we’re getting a curry later that night.

Mike messaged me back from his phone with the simple words ‘you teasing fucking slut’ and a smiley face.

The guys thought this was hilarious and each one of them ribbed me wickedly for being so teasing.

Tracey was blushing, “God imagine if Ryan knew half of the things we get up to.”

It was then that the men went back to their rooms for a little rest and recuperation along with planning to get showered and dressed for meeting us later.

Once sufficiently rested, we began to get ready having agreed that the fun so far had been excellent.

Tracey was particularly taken with Henry, not only with the size of his monster cock but his general personality, looks and manners.

“I think he’s really dishy,” she said to me as we were applying our makeup. I agreed saying that all four of them were good-looking but I thought Trevor was one of the most handsome men I’ve ever seen in my life.

Tracey agreed that he was a proper good looker for a much older man, but that she was really hung up on Henry and that she hoped that he liked her as well.

We laughed with each other, me saying, ” Well he certainly enjoyed your pussy, as his father did before him!” Tracey was giggling, “God they must think we’re the right pair of slappers.”

For our evening fun Tracey decided to wear a black laced all-in-one suit. It was crotchless so she didn’t bother with any panties or any bra, and over the top of it she slid a pair of black trousers and matching black blouse.

She looked very conservatively dressed but underneath the trouser suit I knew the crotchless bodystocking would be a massive hit with the guys later that evening especially with the red high heels she would wear to accompany the outfit.

She had applied a very nice shade of red lipstick and had left her hair down, having curled it ever so slightly.

I told her she looked stunning for which she thanked me, and then admiring herself in the mirror added confidently, “Not that bad looking actually am I?”

I replied back to her telling her that she knew very well that she was extremely attractive and that I would be struggling to fight for the guys attention with her looking this way.

Since her divorce from her ex-husband, I’m so pleased she has begun to feel desirable again. Her confidence is growing and I love seeing it.

I had slipped on some of the new lingerie that Mike had bought me. Opting for the dark tan, almost copper coloured stockings with a nice seam running up the back. I popped my red panty and bra on and a matching suspender belt held the stockings in place.

A short black skirt over the top with a black blouse on top topped off my outfit.

I also had applied my new red lipstick and I also curled my hair ever so slightly leaving it down from my usual ponytail or pigtails. Wanting a slightly different look for the evening.

My silver anklet on my right leg underneath my stockings, I hoped would give any unlockers a clue to the fact that I was a shared slutwife.

Whilst getting showered, Tracey and I had removed the two temporary tattoos that we had applied that morning as they had come off quite quickly in the wash.

We had replaced them with other ones, this time on Tracey’s ankle a small all Black Bull symbol with the words ‘yes please’ underneath it and rather than applying a tattoo on the small of her back she placed the word ‘whore’ on her left tit.

My ankle also had another small tattoo placed on it, replacing the Queen of Spades one, this time the word ‘slut’ in Germanic gothic writing was emblazoned across my ankle.

If my anklet didn’t give me away then anyone who saw that through my stockings and was able to read it would know what I was.

The small of my back had a further tattoo applied, replacing the words ‘married cumslut’ from earlier with the words ‘fuck me harder’.

Once again we giggled and laughed as we had applied them to each other knowing how dirty it would look to anyone seeing them.

Some nice perfume and a quick check in the mirror had us setting off to meet the guys downstairs in the bar where we had arranged to meet them.

I sent another text message to my husband saying that we were heading off for something to eat to which he replied saying that he and Ryan were still out and planning going back home to get a curry. Ryan was asking what Tracy and I were going to be eating. I replied back teasingly saying something delicious and meaty.

The guys were already downstairs in the bar all four of them looking dashingly handsome in crisp suits and white shirts. Four stunning big, black men. Two father and son combinations who Tracey and I knew would be playing with us hard again that evening.

The bar and restaurant was relatively busy with other customers, the mixture of family gatherings, couples and clearly a few business people travelling as well.

We were greeted in turn with a little peck on the cheek from each of the men telling us that we looked stunning as we ordered some drinks before being shown to a table in the restaurant.

Tracey and I were shown to our seats gallantly by Trevor and Clive, ever the gentlemen.

I sat in between Daniel and Henry as Tracey was flanked by their fathers.

Due to where we were sitting and the fact that there were some families there the meal was pretty restrained with compliments being passed but unfortunately the opportunity for further naughty fun being curtailed.

Once we finished our delicious food, and as ever the guys being true gentlemen and offering to pay for everything, we retired back to the bar to a quieter part for a couple of drinks.

Walking to the small corner table area Clive held my hand and I could see that Henry was doing the same with Tracey.

We hadn’t drawn any particular attention to ourselves, but had noticed a couple of looks over to us. I assumed again largely based on the fact that they were big black men with two white women who were a little bit younger than two of them and a lot younger than the other two.

Once we settled down in the corner area, we began flirting a little bit heavier as we knew we were out of sight from any families.

A round of drinks was brought to our table with me sat in between Trevor and Clive as Tracey was being shown some attention by Henry and Daniel.

At this point my skirt had ridden up slightly, so my stocking tops were on display and I made no attempt at readjusting it, allowing the men to see my legs in the nylon stockings.

It wasn’t long before both of the strong black men had their hands on my thighs and were stroking my legs up and down, once again complimenting me on my legs and also on my choice of lingerie.

My skirt was riding up quite high now so, no not only were my stockings on display, but the bare flesh above them, also the red suspender belt was now also on display for my hunks.

Tracey had both her hands on the guys she was sitting in between and was slowly massaging Daniel and Henry’s muscular legs.

I suspected she would be regretting wearing a trouser suit rather than a skirt to allow them easy access onto her legs.

The chat continued with the guys telling us how much they had enjoyed themselves so far and in particular Tracey being complimented on her big tits which all for them seemed to love.

We returned the compliments saying that all four of them were in great shape and that obviously they were all very well hung which we both loved.

The flirting continued with the chat becoming increasingly sexual in nature and groping hands becoming ever more confident.

My skirt was now so high that a good few inches of flesh was on display and as I slightly parted my legs, my red panties were visible for all to see.

Because of where I was sitting it was easily hidden from view from anyone else, and the two men took this as a clear invitation to run their hands very high up my stocking clad legs, eventually Trevor feeling my wet panties and telling everybody that he could feel that they were soaking already.

Tracey had moved from her gentle fondling of Daniel and Henry to now openly grappling with what were two prominent bulges in their trousers.

“You guys feel massive, even through your trousers!” Tracy was saying quietly as her hands lingered and felt all over each of the men’s cocks.

My pussy was beginning to get very wet indeed, and my lace red panties had already started slipping up in between my wet lips.

Trevor took this as his opportunity to pull them even tighter, so that now it was just a sliver of red material piercing my pussy lips.

Checking that no one was around, he pulled them tighter and then slipped two fingers straight up my cunny along with my panties.

“Let’s get them really wet,” he said, smiling at me.

My legs were quite wide at this point and I could see that both Trevor and Clive had hard cocks in their trousers

With two fingers still deep up my fanny and my sodden panties pulled to one side, I moved my hands across to both my older lovers in turn, feeling them up and their hard bulges.

Tracey was being kissed alternately by Daniel and Henry, and I could see her tongue darting in and out of their mouths as the action began to hot up.

I asked them to quickly check around to see if anyone else was about to which the answer was no. There was no one else visible and I very quickly undid Trevors pants, my hands sliding inside and pulling his cock out and I began wanking it.

“Get this thing fucking big for me,” I said. So he started wanking his cock which was now fully out of his pants. I quickly took him in my hands again.

“Keep a quick look out,” I said as Tracey and the other two guys broke off from their fun.

They had a scan around the area to make sure that we weren’t going to be disturbed and then I quickly put my head down and licked the tip of Trevor’s cock, before forcing it deep into my mouth as I began sucking on him. My legs still spread wide, my panties still to one side, my dripping wet pussy tingling as I was now sucking off this hunky black man in public, in a restaurant.

I slobbered, then spat all over his cock. Sucking and licking him furiously telling him how much I wanted him to fuck me and how much he turned me on.

We were all getting extremely turned on at this point and decided that we should finish our drinks and head back up to the room for some more serious fucking.

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