She heads over to the handsome black guy on the couch.

With the end of the party coming into view, the crowd in the room is slowly dwindling – but there are still quite a few people scattered around. Anna spots a handsome black guy lounging alone on the couch and decides to make his acquaintance. Slipping past the sole remaining dancer she sits herself down alongside him.

‘Hi there!’ She gives him a dazzling smile. ‘I’m Anna.’ Giving him a closer look she likes what she sees – clean-shaven, probably a little older than her, broad-shouldered beneath his shirt.

‘Tony.’ He smiles back. ‘Pleasure to meet you.’ Anna can practically feel him looking at her, which after all is only fair – undressing her with his eyes, as they say. The warm feeling inside her says it might be even nicer if he did it with his hands…

‘So, are you here alone?’

‘Oh no, no, I’m with my boyfriend.’ Tony nods towards the dancer in the middle of the floor – another black man, taller and slimmer than him but equally good-looking. ‘Jamar.’

‘You’re a lucky man!’ Anna responds, instinctively making a flirty comment even as she wonders if she’s completely misread his signals. ‘Although-’

Tony sighs. ‘It’s the shirt, isn’t it.’ She nods with a giggle. ‘He loves that shirt. Genuine Hawaiian, actually.’

‘The things we do for love.’ There’s a pause. ‘But, you are, I mean-' Anna feels incredibly awkward, ‘you know-’

It’s pretty clear that he’s enjoying this, having her squirm with embarrassment. ‘You mean, do I like girls as well?’

‘Typical, I leave him alone for five minutes and he starts chasing after white women.’ Anna turns to see the Jamar has finally stopped dancing, wiping sweat from his forehead as he collapses onto the couch beside her.

‘Well, I guess there’s your answer,’ shrugs Tony with a grin, before leaning past Anna to address the newcomer, ‘Hey, she approached me!’

‘It’s true, I’m afraid I was trying to get into your boyfriend’s pants.’ Anna apologises with mock seriousness, enjoying the feeling of being sandwiched between these two studs. They aren’t touching her, exactly – but they aren’t not touching her, either...

‘Well, that I can understand.’

‘You should be impressed, he’s the first man to make me blush in quite some time.’

‘Is that so?’

A great deal of flirting follows, and then some casual fondling, the trio happily fooling around on the couch as the end of the night approaches. It’s been nice, but this time Anna isn’t at all sorry to be leaving soon.

‘So, are you guys going to take me home or what?’

‘Hell yes!’ They both manage to say it at the exact same time.

-

A round of hurried goodbyes later, the three of them are heading out and arguing over whose turn it is to call a cab. A mercifully brief ride later and the three of them are tumbling into a nicely decorated if untidy bedroom, eagerly pulling off clothes and carelessly tossing them aside. Except for Jamar’s shirt, which goes neatly on a hangar.

Her carefully-chosen outfit draped on a random chair, Anna turns to stand proudly naked before Tony and Jamar - she gives a quick twirl, loving the feel of their eyes on her pale, perfectly tight body. She isn't shy about looking them over either, hungrily drinking in their toned bodies and practically drooling over the very promising bulges in their shorts.

Kneeling in front of them, Anna looks up at them with a smouldering gaze and bites her hip in way that makes those bulges twitch visibly. She takes hold of Jamar's waistband and pulls down his black silk boxers, watching as they slide down with agonising slowness.

At long last, with an audible gasp and a thwack, his thick long cock springs free and slaps against her cheek; she rubs her pretty face down its length and nuzzles against his big heavy balls. She pulls away, with visible ****, and Tony gets the same treatment, though this time Anna doesn't have the patience to tease, just yanking his briefs down to expose another beautiful big black cock.

Entirely out of patience, Anna immediately begins orally attacking those two meaty fucksticks, slurping and sucking away at them hungrily. Her head bobs up-and-down as she switches back-and-forth between them, taking it in turns to work each eager cock, while their wordless groans compete with the wet sounds of sloppy drool-soaked head.

Pulling her mouth off Tony's straining prick with a pop, Anna takes a cock in each hand and squashes them together, shaft-to-shaft and head-to-head. She looks up, winks, and makes a valiant effort to take both of them at once. She's filled to the brim with black cock, spit and precum drooling out, Tony and Jamar throbbing against each other in her overstuffed mouth.

When she pulls free with a gasp, her usually pale face is flushed and beaded with sweat, a strand of drool hanging from the corner of her triumphant grin. ‘Damn, I wasn’t sure I could do that!’ Anna stands up and stretches, breathing deeply but steadily. ‘Well, foreplay’s over boys, and I-’ she slips a hand to her crotch and effortlessly slides a couple of fingers into her snatch ‘- am warmed up.’

With that she drops to her hands and knees, arching her back and pushing her tight white rump up. ‘Oh, you read my mind,’ mutters Tony as he steps behind her and slaps his prick against her cheeks with a satisfyingly meaty sound. The anticipation drives Anna wild as she feels his cockhead pressing against her.

She groans in the most sluttish way she can manage as inch after inch slowly fills her, loving the feeling of delicious fullness. She turns to Jamar. ‘You like that? You like seeing your boyfriend’s big black cock in my white pussy?’ He just smiles and presents his own meaty prick to her, letting her slobber all over the thick shaft before she starts sucking at his heavy balls.

Anna wasn’t kidding about being warmed up, and in no time at all Tony is fucking her properly, full length pumping into her good and deep whilst Jamar is giving her mouth the same treatment. With both guys balls-deep in her Anna is really getting the Oreo treatment and loving it, spit-roasted by a pair of hung black studs. Sweat runs down her body as they give her all they’ve got, good and hard.

She’s really starting to feel it, Tony’s cock is hitting just the spot, it’s so good- But then he’s pulling out. Anna feels disappointed for a moment, disappointed and empty, before she realises of course they’re just switching places. Then Jamar’s length is sliding out of her mouth, strings of drool and pre-cum dripping off it - Anna takes the opportunity to breathe deeply before it’s replaced with Tony’s, glistening from her cunt. Tastes pretty good, even if she does say so herself…

After the thorough fucking she got from Tony, Jamar is all the way inside her practically from the first thrust – he’s a bit longer but not so girthy, if Anna’s any judge. And she absolutely is. Anyway it doesn’t matter because it feels just as good inside her and he’s fucking her just as hard. Tony isn’t giving it to her mouth as hard though, seems like he likes getting it sucked and licked more than throated. Takes all sorts.

Which makes it a bit easier for her when orgasm eventually hits, she feels it building and pulls her mouth away from Tony just in time for pleasure to explode through her in a warm wave. With something that starts as a squeal and ends as a yell, Anna cums hard on Jamar’s big cock, giving them the kind of performance most men only see in porn. Which is more than enough to push him over the edge - he gives one last thrust, cries out ‘oh, fuck!’, and then Anna can feel him pulsing as he spurts a big load deep inside her.

That just leaves Tony – Anna wonders if he’s going to give her a big mouthful, or a gooey facial, but then he’s switching places with Jamar once more, getting ready to give her sloppy seconds. She should have known. Another couple of pumps and Tony is groaning with satisfaction as he adds an equally big load to the one already inside her. He pulls out and the three of them just sort of stay like that for a minute or so, breathing heavily and enjoying the last of their respective orgasms.