Sex stories

For years now, Djamel—this ripped, lean 37-year-old Arab stud with a thick 21cm cock—has been training me to be his submissive slut. His charisma drives me fuckin’ wild; he owns me, and I’m helpless against it. Whenever he needs to bust a nut, he hits me up, and I’m there, ready to serve his every damn desire. A few weeks back, he moved just 10 minutes from my spot. Usually, he’s the one crashing at mine, but two days ago, I get this text:
“I’m with a horny-ass mate. Get over here. Got a decked-out basement. I know you love getting broken in down there.”

I throw on a jockstrap and haul ass. When I roll up, I call him:
“Door’s open. Straight ahead. Blue door at the end. Open it, head down, stop at the third basement room.”

The stairs reek of dank , the smell sticking with me all the way down. I hit the spot, and there’s Djamel with his twink Khalid, chilling on a kiss-up couch, passing a and cracking up. A sling’s strung up in the middle of the room, and a crusty mattress is shoved in the corner.
“So this is your slut, Djam?” Khalid says, eyeing me up. “Looks like a good lay—cock-sucking lips and an ass begging to get fucked.”

Djamel busts out laughing. “Don’t worry, bro, you won’t be disappointed. She can’t say no to our Arab dicks. Naked and on your knees, bitch, now!”
I drop fast, and they whip out their rock-hard cocks. Khalid’s is a bit shorter, maybe 19cm, but still thick as hell. For a solid 15 minutes, I’m switching between their dicks—spit dripping, them hocking loogies on me, me sniffing and licking their kicks. Then Djamel turns to Khalid:
“Her pussy’s mine first, so I’m fuckin’ it. You’re up next.”

He flips me onto all fours and rams in deep. I wanna scream, but Khalid’s cock is still gagging me.
“Shut it, slut! You wanted dick, you got it. Enjoy the ride.”

He pounds me for a good 20 minutes, then tells Khalid:
“I’m gonna take my time unloading. Switch me out. I love making her swallow every last drop.”

Khalid slides in, no pause, and rails me hard. Two minutes later, Djamel unloads—four, five thick shots down my throat. Pure bliss. He makes me lick him clean after. Khalid sees that and loses it:
“Fuck, this slut’s unreal!”

Boom—he pumps five or six massive loads deep inside me. I’m in heaven, my holes stuffed and bred by two alpha Arab cocks. Djamel smirks at me:
“From now on, this is where I’ll train you. We haven’t even hit the sling yet. And since you handled Khalid like a champ, I’m bringing more hung mates to break you in. You did good, my little bitch.”

He lays a sloppy kiss on me, then tells me to get dressed and bounce.