I stepped into that hotel suite not knowing my life was about to change. Three black dudes I met at the bar downstairs had invited me up for drinks. I was twenty-five, straight until that night, and curious as hell after too many shots. The door clicked shut and they didnt waste time.
Strip, the biggest one, Marcus, said.
His voice was low and rough. I pulled off my clothes, cock already half hard from nerves and the way they looked at me. All three of them were tall, muscular, and when they dropped their pants I saw what Id been hearing about. Thick, heavy black cocks, each one longer and fatter than mine, hanging heavy between their legs.
On your knees, white boy, the second one, Ty, ordered. I dropped. The first cock that slapped my face was Marcuss. It was already swelling, veins standing out, the head dark and shiny. I opened my mouth and he pushed in. The taste was musky, salty, and I gagged when he hit the back of my throat. He didnt care. He held my head and fucked my mouth in steady strokes while the other two stroked themselves watching.
Fuck, hes hungry for it, Ty laughed. He moved behind me and spread my ass. A thick finger pushed into my hole without lube at first, just spit. I moaned around Marcuss cock as Ty worked two fingers in, stretching me open. It burned, but my dick was leaking on the floor.
They moved me to the bed on all fours. Marcus stayed in my mouth. Ty lined up behind me and pressed his cock against my hole. It felt massive, the head alone bigger than anything Id ever taken. He pushed hard. I cried out, muffled by dick, as he forced his way inside. Inch after thick inch sank into my ass until his balls pressed against me. I was shaking, full in both ends for the first time.
Take that black dick, Ty growled, starting to thrust. Each stroke went deeper, opening me up. The third guy, Jamal, climbed on the bed and fed me his cock too, alternating with Marcus so I was constantly sucking one while the other slapped my face. They called me names, told me what a slut I was for black cock on my first try.
Ty pulled out and Marcus took his place. His cock was even thicker. He slammed in and I screamed into Jamals dick. They laughed and kept going, rotating. One would fuck my ass while the others used my mouth, then theyd switch. Cum started leaking out of me after the second load, but they didnt stop. Ty pushed back in, using the mess as lube, pounding me harder.
I came without touching myself, shooting onto the sheets while Marcus filled my throat. They kept going, turning me onto my back so they could watch my face while they wrecked my hole. Jamal came deep in my ass, hot pulses I could feel. Ty pulled out and sprayed across my chest and face. Marcus finished last, pulling out to paint my tongue and lips.
I lay there wrecked, cum leaking from my stretched hole, mouth sore, ass throbbing. They werent done yet. They flipped me again and took turns for round two, slower this time but just as deep, making sure I remembered every inch. By the time they finished I was a shaking, cum-covered mess, already craving more.
That was my first time. It wasnt my last.
