The choice was really not mine, after all. I was sandwiched between two men; a tall black man pressed against my back, his hard impressive cock rubbing against my butt and a shorter white man, his cock no less impressive, who was tearing at my bra, now that my blouse was off. The music got louder and louder, the beat placing me in a trance. I looked across at Danny and saw him bending a blonde woman over and inserting his cock in her as they swayed to the music.
The black man placed his hands on my shoulders and bent me forward and I realized he was going to fuck me. I tried to move away but the two men had me locked together with them. As the music grew even louder I resigned myself to the fact that I had gone too far to stop this. The white man at my front placed one, then two fingers in my pussy, and began massaging my clitoris. It felt so good my juices began to flow almost immediately. Before I knew it I was bent over with the black man’s cock now deep inside me and my hands wrapped around the white man’s cock. Had I not been so consumed by the pleasure I was feeling I would noticed that the other dancers in the room, including Danny, had formed a circle around the three of us and were watching intently.
The black man was thrusting in and out of me as the group around us shouted their encouragement. I heard “Give it to her good” and “Fuck that bitch, she’s new here”, that last comment from own son, Danny. I could feel the black man’s cock begin to shiver and he came inside me, his cum spilling out of my pussy and down my legs. The white man came also and his cum splattered over my hands, arms and even on to my mask.
The black man pulled away from me, turned to Danny and said, “This new bitch is hot, Danny, you just got to get your cock in her.” Danny came towards me and grabbed my hips. Omigod, I thought, my son is going to fuck me!
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