Queen of Spades

I looked at him with raised eyebrows and nodded. I kept stroking him with my right hand, but brought Ken's cock in close with my left. Andre knew what I wanted, and he let me take his cock out of my mouth and point it at Ken's. Just then gobs of white gooey cum started spurting out of his big black cock, as he moaned and groaned, and it was landing mostly on Ken's stiff dick and running down his balls.

Mmmm, this was even better than I'd hoped. When I'd milked him good, I licked my lips and proceeded to lick the cum off of Ken's balls, and then I started giving him head with Andre's cum still in my mouth. I got black-stud cum all over his cock; it was building up on my lips as I slid him in and out of my mouth. He groaned and stepped back and bent over a little.

He looked at me and shook his head and said, "you're a very bad girl! I don't wanna cum yet babe." I just gave him my naughty-happy smile, and started sucking Corey again. After a minute, he picked the video camera up and started recording again. Andre sat down in a chair in the corner and watched the rest of us.

I decided I wanted to get back on the bed, so I slowly pulled myself off of Brandon and Tay's big cocks that were practically stuck inside me. I grabbed a few pillows and bounced up onto the bed, and rolled flat on my back, tucking the pillows behind me. Corey quickly took Brandon's place in my pussy, I could tell he was dying to get in there, so Brandon and Tay got on either side of me and put their cocks in my face.

I put one hand on each of their erections, and took turns licking their heads and sucking their balls. I buried my face in each ones junk, while Corey fucked me even harder. Before long he said he was about to cum. He asked where he should put it, and Ken spoke up and said, "In her puss, man! Fill her up!" I think that was the answer Corey was hoping for, because he unloaded in me for what seemed like forever!

Damn, my puss was so hot and felt so dirty and full! I love the way that feels. There is just nothing else like it. My insides were tingling!

Now Tay had held off as long as he could. He didn't even have time to warn me, just as Corey finished squirting his hot load inside me, Tay ejaculated thick yummy cum on my face, my tits, my belly, just about everywhere, there was so much of it! I suppose the site of me getting covered in cum was all Brandon could take. He told me he was going to cum soon, but asked if he could fuck my ass? I told him, "Really? Ok!"

I wasn't sure if he wanted me to turn over or what, but he just got between my widely-spread open legs and lifted my ass up a little, so that some of Tay's cum ran out of my puss and onto my ass, and that's all he needed to shove his cock in the tighter hole and start pumping fast.

I relaxed and bit my lower lip, I hadn't been fucked in the ass this way in...well a couple weeks, at least! I reached down with my right hand and rubbed my wet clit. Mmmmm that felt so hot, and dirty and bad, playing with myself with my legs wide open while I was getting fucked in the ass by this huge black cock! I looked at Brandon and asked him hopefully if he was gonna fill my ass up with all his cum?

He said, "Yes, here it is!" and suddenly my ass was all warm and tingly inside. Fuck! I came so hard, cum was spurting out of me from both holes. Brandon continued to pump cum inside me for as long as he could stay hard enough to stay in me, and then he slowly slid out. I could tell he was spent. And now so was I.

I just layed still on the bed, while the guys got dressed and thanked Ken for the privilege of fucking his wife, and told him to call them again, soon. When they were all gone, Ken came back in the room and stared at me.

And there I sat, thinking about having been surrounded in and out by some of the best black cock around, truly a Queen of Spades, a Fertility Goddess, a Beautiful Fat Whore, a Dirty Slut, whatever else you might want to call me, go ahead, I'll embrace it. There's nothing like the rush I get from truly being myself, free to be as dirty, nasty and perverted as I want, without judgement.

Contrary to what some might think, these guys don't look at me like a piece of meat. They look at me like their dream woman. They think I'm beautiful, they love my body, and they more than envy my husband. They wish they had a woman like me. Far be it from me to deny them. They can have me, for an hour at least, as long as they don't mind sharing!

Sometimes I imagine that they are worshipping me with their cocks, sacrificing their sexual energy upon the altar of my body, giving me exactly what I want in the end, the pure milky essence of their masculinity...their cum. I want it over and over. I want it on me, in me, and oozing out of me.

I want to see video of it spurting into my mouth, exploding on my asshole, and overflowing out of my swollen well-fucked pussy. I want so much of it that it looks like I've been bathing in it.

And then, when I've drained them all multiple times and they have to go home and recover for a week, I want my husband to crawl on top of me, getting all that sticky goodness on him, too. I want him to kiss my pink lips that have just sucked all that cock. I want him to taste their offerings, to kiss me well and deep, to press his body against mine, rubbing all that fresh manhood into both of us.

I want him to go down on my stretched out and still-swollen puss and enthusiastically suck out all the loads that he just watched fill me up. I especially then want him to kiss my mouth and let me taste it on his lips. I love that he's so kinky like that. I love that this turns him on as much as it does me.

I want him to put his perfect hard cock, the one that has waited all night for this, inside my hot, used gaping-open slit, and feel what's left of all those black studs' cum, now all over his cock. I want him to get even harder, and kiss me gently, roughly, slowly, and needfully, while he slowly fucks the pussy that ultimately belongs only to him.

I want him to know that this is my gift to him, that he will never find another woman like me, that we are truly meant for eachother, two halves of the same whole, ultimately each better together, than we would ever have been on our own. I want him to look deeply into my eyes, the windows to my soul, and whisper to me how much he loves and needs me, and will never let me go.

I'll pull him tight into me, holding him with my arms and my legs. I want to tell him how much I am in love with him, how he completes me, how great of a man I know him to be, even when he doubts himself, how he makes me feel like a goddess, like no one else ever has, and how I never want to live without him.

But I probably won't say those things. Instead, I'll thank him for making our fantasies come true, for letting me be the slut that I love to be, the whore that I have to be. And he'll cum inside me until he has nothing left to give. As he stops moving, but doesn't pull out, he touches his nose and lips to mine, ever so softly, and our bodies throb together, on the other side of ecstasy. We have found everything we never thought we would, and more, in each other's hearts.