The first time Max fucked me was about two years ago when I was 45 years old and he was twenty three. He was my first black guy, had a beautiful smooth muscular body and an even more gorgeous large, thick cock. All I have wanted or had since is black cock, not just Max's but numerous others. He calls me his Slut and Whore, a description which I like, is accurate, and am proud to say always live up to. As you know, he fucked me one evening and both Debbie my daughter, and me again, within an hour of each other later in the night. Perhaps shamefully I didn't feel even a little bit guilty about what had happened, all I could think of was having him again. They no longer see each other and she's aware that Max fucked me that night. She was cool with it and didn't sound particularly surprised when I told her. She apparently knew he fancied fucking me but denies they set me up, but sometimes I wonder. We often chat on the phone and tell each other at least some of what we've been up to and she knows from experience what a Slut I must be for him still to be fucking me. Mind, from what she's said and whispers I've heard she could give me a run for my money. Max and Debbie left in the afternoon. While she was reversing the car off the drive, we stood in the hall waiting, me partially hidden behind the door, obscuring what Max was doing. He had lifted the back of my skirt, and was fondling my bum. I wasn't wearing panties, he'd told me to take them off earlier when Debs was upstairs and I'd obeyed. Slipping his hand between my legs, touching my pussy he commented “ I bet you've had some cock in here” “Quite a few” I lied. He pushed his hand further between my legs, forcing my thighs apart and shoved a couple of fingers inside me. “Are you into threesomes like Debbie?” he asked. I'd never had one but trying to impress him said I loved them. Debbie tooted the horn at that point. He reminded me to keep my pussy shaved and that he'd be around to fuck me again in a few days. He pulled his fingers from my cunt “See you Wednesday about nine. Be ready. I might bring a friend” he said. I nearly asked why, then realised, excited by what he was obviously inferring. I waved as they drove off, he looked at me, raised his fingers to his mouth licking them. I went to my bedroom, undressed and lay on my bed, thinking about what had happened and what he had to all intents and purposes told me was going to happen next time he fucked me. I didn't have much difficulty making a decision, I found his boldness and assertiveness a turn on. Even more, I lusted after his cock and knew I didn't have the willpower to refuse him, even if I'd wanted too. My sex life had been fairly boring and mundane until Max had fucked me. I was divorced so there was no reason why I shouldn't have a threesome or do anything else for that matter. Living alone I could really let go. Have a fling, do things I'd only fantasised about. I had difficulty concentrating at work the next three days. At night I laid in bed masturbating, recalling how good Max's cock had felt and how unusually noisily and hard I'd cum. Wondering if he really would bring another guy to fuck me I felt a mixture of trepidation and anticipation. Had he been teasing me or testing me? The day finally arrived. It was midweek, I was owed some flexi time and had booked the following day off. I arrived home, had a snack then up stairs to choose what to wear. I took out a selection of sexy lingerie I'd bought in an attempt to spice up our marriage in the year or two before we split. Basques, sexy revealing bras, G - Strings and thongs, suspenders and stockings, some of it never worn, like the mini skirts and see thru blouses I had intended to wear on holiday. That had back fired, my ex had said I looked like a tart - Prophetic words. Thinking back now maybe it had been a first sign of the Slut inside trying to escape. I laid some things out on the bed, then went to shower. I washed my hair, carefully shaved my pussy, including between my buttocks and around my anus, as instructed. I towelled myself dry, patting my pussy with a soft towel, before applying a cool, soothing moisturiser to the shaved area. I sat, dried and straightened my hair, applied a little make up and painted my nails. Waiting for my nails to dry I thought about what to wear, deciding that lingerie was sufficient. I stood, looking in the mirror, not bad for 45 years old, long legs, trim bum, stomach flat, tits pert and firm, shame they weren't a bit larger than 32b but no one had ever complained. I touched my pussy, deciding I liked it smooth. I ran my fingers along my gash, slipped a couple in, quite pleased at how tight my cunt felt. I pushed my fingers in a bit further, rubbing my clit then pulled them out before I got carried away and started masturbating. I went to the bed, moved the things I didn't want on to a chair and picked up a scarlet suspender belt, part of a matching set. I fastened it around my waist, then rolled on a pair of barely black stockings, smoothing them up my slender legs attaching them to the clips. I put on the matching lace string then the ¼ cup bra which left my breasts uncovered. A short transparent kimono over the top, a pair of black mules with 4 inch heels, a spray of my favourite perfume and I was ready. It was almost 9pm. I went downstairs, closed all the curtains and blinds, went to the kitchen poured myself a large glass of wine and turned up the heating. I sat in the lounge waiting, 9pm passed, I heard a car stop, a door slam, peeped through the curtains, someone going next door. I finished my wine, fetched another, feeling mellow. Time passed slowly, 9.30, 9.45, I went upstairs and fetched a vibrator, holding it against my clit on a low setting, to help pass the time. 10.00pm came and went. I was feeling more and more anxious, hugely disappointed, his intention perhaps, because when, at just after 10.30pm he finally arrived I was so desperate I was ready and willing to do anything to please him. I rushed to open the front door, went outside, forgetting how I was dressed in my excitement, illuminated by the outside light which had come on automatically. Their expressions reminded me I was practically naked. Fortunately the street was empty, most of the houses in darkness and I hurried back inside with them. Max introduced his friend, Dez I think. About 5' 9” tall and stocky with broad shoulders, his head shaved. I offered them a drink, fetched them a bottle of lager each. Max switched on the TV and DVD and put on a porn video he'd brought. The video started, two black guys fucking a white girl, “Thought this might give you some ideas” Max grinned, suggesting I put on a show for them. I untied the kimono and let it slip to the floor, picked up my wine sipping it, my attention drawn to what was happening on the TV where it appeared that the girl was about to be fucked in the bum. “Strip and do what you did the other night” Max demanded. I reached behind my back, unfastened the bra and took it off, dropping it over Max's head, slipped my fingers in the sides of the string and peeled it down my legs and threw it to Dez. I was starting to relax, could feel my pussy moistening and noticed Dez pulling his t-shirt over his head, then undo his trousers. I touched my pussy to see how wet I was, then reached to unclip my stockings, “Leave them on. Finger yourself” Max said. I stood in front of them, legs apart and slipped my fingers into my pussy. Dez was naked, stroking his cock, not as long as Max's but just as thick. I moved back into a chair opposite them, spread my legs, and draped them over the arms. I half closed my eyes, slid two, three then all four fingers in my cunt, masturbating as much for my enjoyment as theirs, getting aroused in anticipation of having them both. Max was also naked, stroking his magnificent cock. They both moved nearer, watching me wank. I felt down the side of the cushion, searching for my vibrator, couldn't find it, asked if they could see it. They didn't bother to look, instead Max finished his lager, then holding the neck of the bottle said “Move your hand I'll use this” I slid my fingers from my pussy, and held my cunt open. He pressed the base of the bottle against my hole. Rotating, twisting and pushing it, while I strained to prise my hole even more open, he eased the bottle into my extremely wet cunt. I've experimented with a few things in the past, cucumbers, bananas the usual, but this was the first time with a bottle. I felt more sliding in, looked down, all that was visible was the neck, the body, 7 or 8 inches tightly filling my hole. He began to bottle fuck me, my pussy stretched tightly around the glass, my clitoris poking out as he pumped it in and out. I touched my clit softly caressing it. Dez had found my vibrator, spat on on it, switched it on, dragging me forward, until my bum was hanging off the chair. I felt the vibrator touch my bum, then buzzing against my anus, the tone changing as he tried to push it up my arse. I gasped in surprise, not pain, by luck the vibe was one of my slimmer smooth ones. The tip entered me, then a little more. A moment of discomfort as my anus stretched to take the thickest part. The buzzing tone changing again as Dez increased the speed. He spat on his hand, smeared it on the vibe and slowly pushed the remaining 5 or 6 inches up my arse. The sensations were exquisite, vibrations passing through my cunt walls, transferring to the bottle and then to my clitoris, driving me crazy. If a cock in my arse feels even half of good I'm up for it I thought. My fingers moved faster and more firmly on my clit, Max fucked me harder with the bottle, Dez sliding the vibe in and out of my arse they brought me to a very noisy climax with me demanding to be fucked properly. I was like a bitch on heat, needing to mate. I pulled the bottle from my pussy, Dez had removed the vibe from my bum. I slid to the floor, turned on all fours, “One of you fuck me I don't care who” I begged. Dez was closest, appropriately for a slut bitch, he mounted me from behind, fucking me doggy. His cock slid into my loose cunt and he started shafting my sodden fuck hole. I reached for Max's cock. He shuffled closer, I lowered my head and took him in my mouth, sucking his thick cock between my lips as far as I could. My pussy seemed to be recovering from the bottle insertion, I could feel Dez's cock fucking me nicely, his large hands on my bum, spreading my cheeks. I sucked greedily on Max's rampant cock, head bobbing up and down as I gobbled him. I heard the vibrator buzzing, felt it touch my bum then sliding up my arse. From the corner of my eye I noticed that in the video the girl was being DP'd, one in her pussy, one in her arse which added to the excitement of what Dez was doing. I moaned with the pleasurable sensations building again. Pushing back to meet Dez's thrusts, licking and sucking Max's cock, savouring the taste and texture. I rocked back and fore between the two cocks, one fucking my cunt the other fucking my mouth, the vibe in my bum. I felt Dez's cock pulse inside me as he ejaculated, ramming his cock into me forcefully with each spurt. I was close myself, I felt Dez withdraw, leaving the vibrator buzzing in my bum. I wanted Max to cum in my mouth, to taste his sperm, I started to massage his heavy balls, suck him harder and was rewarded by him shooting heavily in my mouth two or three times as I came. More spunk than I could swallow. I knelt up, gulping down what I could, the rest dribbling from my mouth, some running down my neck, the rest dripping from my chin onto my tits. I'd never felt so elated, such sexual freedom and fulfilment, intoxicated by being such a Slut. We eventually went up to my bedroom where they watched me masturbate with one of my larger dildo's until Dez was hard enough to fuck me gain. I noticed Max lifting each item up of clothing I'd left on the chair looking at it until Dez had finished taking me. Max let me get on top and ride him, a nice slow fuck while Dez had gone downstairs to watch porn DVD's. As we lay together afterwards I told him I wanted to try anal sex next time. “Good” he grinned. “I was intending to fuck your arse anyway. Just make sure you have plenty of lube” he advised. They both fucked me again before they left in the early hours, Max taking my mobile number saying he'd ring in a day or two. I was impressed by both their stamina and speed of recovery. I was lusting after more, a convert to the pleasures of black cock, certain that there would be no turning back. Although I wanted to repeat what I'd experienced and more, I don't think at that point I even suspected what a Slut was trapped within me, waiting to be released. Even less did I imagine that in only a few weeks I would be an almost insatiable “Black Cock Whore” eagerly participating in group sex and more. I'll take a break here and continue soon.