21-03-2025, 02:24 AM
Timber stood just inside the doorway, her heart pounding in her chest like a drum. The dimly lit room was heavy with anticipation, the air thick with the scent of musk and desire. She was a vision of innocence, her blonde hair cascading in loose curls down her back, her petite frame accentuated by the tight, floral sundress she wore. But beneath the surface, a storm of curiosity and longing raged within her. She had come here of her own volition, driven by a secret fantasy that had simmered for months—a fantasy involving two older black men and a level of pleasure she could only imagine.
The men sat on a plush couch, their dark skin gleaming in the soft light. One was lean and wiry, his salt-and-pepper beard neatly trimmed, while the other was broader, his bald head reflecting the warm glow of the lamp. Both exuded an air of confidence and experience that made Timber’s knees weak. Their eyes met hers, and she felt a jolt of electricity course through her body. They didn’t speak, didn’t need to. Their smirks said it all—they knew exactly why she was here.
Timber took a hesitant step forward, her bare feet silent on the carpet. Her hands trembled as she clasped them in front of her, her nails digging into her palms. She was a wife, a woman who had always played by the rules, but tonight she was breaking free. The thought both terrified and exhilarated her. She could turn back now, walk out the door and return to her predictable life. But the pull was too strong, the desire too deep.
The leaner man stood first, his movements graceful despite his age. He approached her slowly, his eyes never leaving hers. His hand reached out, large and calloused, and rested on her shoulder. Timber flinched at the touch, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, his thumb began to stroke her skin, a gentle yet commanding gesture that sent shivers down her spine. The other man followed, his presence looming behind her, his breath warm on the back of her neck.
“You’re sure about this, baby?” the first man asked, his voice deep and gravelly. Timber nodded, though her voice failed her. She was sure, wasn’t she? The second man stepped closer, his hand brushing against her waist, his fingers lingering on the curve of her hip. She felt trapped between them, yet it was a trap she willingly entered.
Their hands moved in unison, slow and deliberate, as if they had done this a thousand times before. The first man’s fingers traced the neckline of her dress, pulling it down to reveal the swell of her breasts. The second man’s hands went to her back, unzipping the dress with practiced ease. The fabric slid off her shoulders, pooling at her feet, leaving her standing in nothing but her lace bra and matching panties. Timber’s cheeks flushed, but she didn’t look away. She met their gaze, her eyes wide and eager.
The men took their time, their rough fingers mapping her body like cartographers. The first man cupped her breast, his thumb teasing the nipple through the lace. The second man knelt behind her, his hands sliding up her thighs, his fingers grazing the edge of her panties. Timber gasped, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts. She felt exposed, vulnerable, yet utterly desired.
“On your knees, baby,” the first man commanded, his tone firm but not unkind. Timber obeyed without hesitation, her legs folding beneath her as she knelt before them. Her eyes darted between the two men, her mouth watering at the sight of their thick, dark cocks. They were already hardening, their veins prominent, their tips glistening with pre-cum. She had never seen anything like them, and the sheer size of them made her tremble.
The first man stepped forward, his hand gripping the back of her head. He guided her mouth to his cock, his thumb pressing her lips apart. Timber opened wide, her tongue flicking out to taste him. He was salty and musky, a flavor that made her groan with need. She gagged slightly as he pushed deeper, her throat stretching to accommodate his length, his hands gripped her hair tighter, controlling her movements as he fucked deep into her mouth. The second man stepped in and took the first mans place.
Timber’s eyes watered, her nose pressed against his abdomen, but she didn’t resist. She sucked and swallowed each man, her lips sliding up and down their shafts, her tongue swirling around their tips. They groaned in approval, their hands pulling her hair gently, as they took turns shoved their throbbing cocks in her mouth. She felt like a doll, a plaything for their pleasure, and the thought only heightened her arousal.
After what felt like an eternity, they pulled away, leaving her gasping for air. Her lips were swollen, her mouth slick with their pre-cum. They smiled down at her, their eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “Good girl,” the second man murmured, his hand stroking her cheek. “Now let’s get you ready for the main event.”
They helped her to her feet, their hands guiding her to the bed. The room spun slightly as she lay down, her head still reeling from the intensity of the moment. The men positioned her on her back, spreading her legs wide. The first man knelt between her thighs, his eyes locking onto her glistening pussy. The second man moved behind her, his hands gripping her hips as he aligned his cock with her untouched ass.
Timber’s breath hitched as she felt the first cock press against her entrance. It was thick, impossibly so, and she knew it would stretch her to her limits. The second cock teased her ass, the tip pressing against her tight hole, sending a jolt of anticipation through her. She closed her eyes, her hands gripping the sheets as she braced herself for what was to come.
With a slow, deliberate thrust, the first cock slid into her pussy, filling her completely. Timber cried out, her body arching off the bed as she adjusted to his size. The second cock followed, pressing against her ass, the tip breaching her entrance. She whimpered, her muscles clenching around him as he pushed deeper. The stretch was almost too much, but the pleasure was undeniable.
“Relax, baby,” the second man whispered, his hand stroking her lower back. “Let us take care of you.”
Timber took a deep breath, her body relaxing as they began to move. The first man thrust into her pussy, his cock filling her to the hilt, while the second man slowly sank into her ass, his girth stretching her in ways she had never imagined. She felt full, impossibly full, her holes aching with the strain. But the pleasure was overwhelming, a tidal wave of sensation that left her breathless.
They moved in sync, their cocks sliding in and out of her with practiced ease. The first man’s balls slapped against her clit, sending sparks of pleasure through her body, while the second man’s cock hit a spot deep within her ass that made her see stars. Timber cried out, her moans echoing through the room, raw and unfiltered. She was no longer a naive wife; she was a woman surrendering to the most intense pleasure of her life.
Her hands reached out, grasping their arms as they pounded into her relentlessly. Her nails dug into their skin, but they didn’t seem to mind. Their faces were masks of concentration, their eyes fixed on her as they drove her closer and closer to the edge. She felt her orgasm building, a storm gathering within her, ready to burst.
“Cum for us, baby,” the first man growled, his thrusts becoming more urgent. “Let us feel you fall apart.”
Timber’s body tensed, her toes curling as the orgasm hit her like a freight train. She screamed, her voice hoarse as her pussy clenched around the first cock, her ass tightening around the second. They groaned in response, their movements becoming frantic as they chased their own release. The room was filled with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, of moans and grunts and the wet, slick sounds of their bodies joining.
The first man came first, his cock pulsing deep within her pussy as he filled her with his cum. Timber’s eyes rolled back, her body trembling as she rode out the waves of pleasure. The second man followed, his cock throbbing in her ass as he emptied himself into her. She felt their cum mixing as it ran from inside her, a warm, sticky reminder of what they had just shared.
As they pulled out, Timber collapsed onto the bed, her body spent and satisfied. The men stood over her, their cocks still glistening, their chests heaving as they caught their breath. They smiled down at her, their eyes filled with admiration and desire.
“You took it like a champ, baby,” the first man said, his hand stroking her hair. “We’ll definitely be seeing you again.”
Timber smiled, her body still buzzing with the aftermath of her orgasm. She knew they were right. This was just the beginning.
The men sat on a plush couch, their dark skin gleaming in the soft light. One was lean and wiry, his salt-and-pepper beard neatly trimmed, while the other was broader, his bald head reflecting the warm glow of the lamp. Both exuded an air of confidence and experience that made Timber’s knees weak. Their eyes met hers, and she felt a jolt of electricity course through her body. They didn’t speak, didn’t need to. Their smirks said it all—they knew exactly why she was here.
Timber took a hesitant step forward, her bare feet silent on the carpet. Her hands trembled as she clasped them in front of her, her nails digging into her palms. She was a wife, a woman who had always played by the rules, but tonight she was breaking free. The thought both terrified and exhilarated her. She could turn back now, walk out the door and return to her predictable life. But the pull was too strong, the desire too deep.
The leaner man stood first, his movements graceful despite his age. He approached her slowly, his eyes never leaving hers. His hand reached out, large and calloused, and rested on her shoulder. Timber flinched at the touch, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, his thumb began to stroke her skin, a gentle yet commanding gesture that sent shivers down her spine. The other man followed, his presence looming behind her, his breath warm on the back of her neck.
“You’re sure about this, baby?” the first man asked, his voice deep and gravelly. Timber nodded, though her voice failed her. She was sure, wasn’t she? The second man stepped closer, his hand brushing against her waist, his fingers lingering on the curve of her hip. She felt trapped between them, yet it was a trap she willingly entered.
Their hands moved in unison, slow and deliberate, as if they had done this a thousand times before. The first man’s fingers traced the neckline of her dress, pulling it down to reveal the swell of her breasts. The second man’s hands went to her back, unzipping the dress with practiced ease. The fabric slid off her shoulders, pooling at her feet, leaving her standing in nothing but her lace bra and matching panties. Timber’s cheeks flushed, but she didn’t look away. She met their gaze, her eyes wide and eager.
The men took their time, their rough fingers mapping her body like cartographers. The first man cupped her breast, his thumb teasing the nipple through the lace. The second man knelt behind her, his hands sliding up her thighs, his fingers grazing the edge of her panties. Timber gasped, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts. She felt exposed, vulnerable, yet utterly desired.
“On your knees, baby,” the first man commanded, his tone firm but not unkind. Timber obeyed without hesitation, her legs folding beneath her as she knelt before them. Her eyes darted between the two men, her mouth watering at the sight of their thick, dark cocks. They were already hardening, their veins prominent, their tips glistening with pre-cum. She had never seen anything like them, and the sheer size of them made her tremble.
The first man stepped forward, his hand gripping the back of her head. He guided her mouth to his cock, his thumb pressing her lips apart. Timber opened wide, her tongue flicking out to taste him. He was salty and musky, a flavor that made her groan with need. She gagged slightly as he pushed deeper, her throat stretching to accommodate his length, his hands gripped her hair tighter, controlling her movements as he fucked deep into her mouth. The second man stepped in and took the first mans place.
Timber’s eyes watered, her nose pressed against his abdomen, but she didn’t resist. She sucked and swallowed each man, her lips sliding up and down their shafts, her tongue swirling around their tips. They groaned in approval, their hands pulling her hair gently, as they took turns shoved their throbbing cocks in her mouth. She felt like a doll, a plaything for their pleasure, and the thought only heightened her arousal.
After what felt like an eternity, they pulled away, leaving her gasping for air. Her lips were swollen, her mouth slick with their pre-cum. They smiled down at her, their eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “Good girl,” the second man murmured, his hand stroking her cheek. “Now let’s get you ready for the main event.”
They helped her to her feet, their hands guiding her to the bed. The room spun slightly as she lay down, her head still reeling from the intensity of the moment. The men positioned her on her back, spreading her legs wide. The first man knelt between her thighs, his eyes locking onto her glistening pussy. The second man moved behind her, his hands gripping her hips as he aligned his cock with her untouched ass.
Timber’s breath hitched as she felt the first cock press against her entrance. It was thick, impossibly so, and she knew it would stretch her to her limits. The second cock teased her ass, the tip pressing against her tight hole, sending a jolt of anticipation through her. She closed her eyes, her hands gripping the sheets as she braced herself for what was to come.
With a slow, deliberate thrust, the first cock slid into her pussy, filling her completely. Timber cried out, her body arching off the bed as she adjusted to his size. The second cock followed, pressing against her ass, the tip breaching her entrance. She whimpered, her muscles clenching around him as he pushed deeper. The stretch was almost too much, but the pleasure was undeniable.
“Relax, baby,” the second man whispered, his hand stroking her lower back. “Let us take care of you.”
Timber took a deep breath, her body relaxing as they began to move. The first man thrust into her pussy, his cock filling her to the hilt, while the second man slowly sank into her ass, his girth stretching her in ways she had never imagined. She felt full, impossibly full, her holes aching with the strain. But the pleasure was overwhelming, a tidal wave of sensation that left her breathless.
They moved in sync, their cocks sliding in and out of her with practiced ease. The first man’s balls slapped against her clit, sending sparks of pleasure through her body, while the second man’s cock hit a spot deep within her ass that made her see stars. Timber cried out, her moans echoing through the room, raw and unfiltered. She was no longer a naive wife; she was a woman surrendering to the most intense pleasure of her life.
Her hands reached out, grasping their arms as they pounded into her relentlessly. Her nails dug into their skin, but they didn’t seem to mind. Their faces were masks of concentration, their eyes fixed on her as they drove her closer and closer to the edge. She felt her orgasm building, a storm gathering within her, ready to burst.
“Cum for us, baby,” the first man growled, his thrusts becoming more urgent. “Let us feel you fall apart.”
Timber’s body tensed, her toes curling as the orgasm hit her like a freight train. She screamed, her voice hoarse as her pussy clenched around the first cock, her ass tightening around the second. They groaned in response, their movements becoming frantic as they chased their own release. The room was filled with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, of moans and grunts and the wet, slick sounds of their bodies joining.
The first man came first, his cock pulsing deep within her pussy as he filled her with his cum. Timber’s eyes rolled back, her body trembling as she rode out the waves of pleasure. The second man followed, his cock throbbing in her ass as he emptied himself into her. She felt their cum mixing as it ran from inside her, a warm, sticky reminder of what they had just shared.
As they pulled out, Timber collapsed onto the bed, her body spent and satisfied. The men stood over her, their cocks still glistening, their chests heaving as they caught their breath. They smiled down at her, their eyes filled with admiration and desire.
“You took it like a champ, baby,” the first man said, his hand stroking her hair. “We’ll definitely be seeing you again.”
Timber smiled, her body still buzzing with the aftermath of her orgasm. She knew they were right. This was just the beginning.
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