Sex stories

This went down a few years back, a scorching summer in Paris, in a rough part of the 18th. I was deep into a hookup app, hunting for a fat cock to suck, craving a nasty, no-limits plan. This dude Karim hits me up, his profile pic showing a ripped chest and a stare that screams trouble. He cuts to the chase: “You down for a plan tonight? Got two buddies, hung as fuck, we wanna get off. You cool with a group thing?” The idea of a four-way gets my dick twitching. “Fuck yeah, I’m in!” I shoot back, already hard thinking about getting fucked.

I shower quick, shave my ass smooth, and throw on a black jockstrap and tight shorts that show everything. I roll up to his place, a gritty old building, the air thick with hot asphalt and the smell of kebabs from the nearby. I buzz, heart pounding, my cock half-hard. Karim opens the door, a tall rebeu stud, 30, chiseled under a tank top, with a raider’s grin. Behind him, two black dudes, built like tanks, also in their 30s, rocking joggers that can’t hide their massive dicks. “Come in, man, make yourself at home,” Karim says, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine.

They eye me up and down, the vibe electric. “You ready to have some fun?” asks one guy, Malik, rubbing the bulge in his pants. “Hell yeah, I’m here for it,” I say, smirking, already burning up. They tell me to strip. I drop my shorts and jockstrap, my dick standing tall under their stares. They whip out their cocks—three thick, glistening monsters ready to go. I get on my knees, soaking in the musky smell of sweat and man. I start sucking Karim, his huge cock filling my mouth, while he growls, “Suck it good, you slut.” I go all in, my tongue working his head, as Malik slaps my ass, laughing, “This ass is begging to get opened up!”

Malik grabs some lube, slathers my hole, his thick fingers sliding in, making me moan like a bitch. “You love that, don’t ya?” he mutters, and I nod, fucking loving it. He slides his cock in, pounding me deep, each thrust sending shocks through me. The third guy, Sofiane, is jerking off, watching, his dick shiny in his hand. Then he stands, grabs my hair, and shoves his cock in my mouth. “Suck it, man, make me feel good,” he grunts. I’m xxxing but loving it, sucking hard while Malik rails my ass.

They take turns, swapping holes like it’s a porn flick. Karim fucks my mouth while Sofiane pounds my ass, their hands smacking my cheeks, their sweat dripping on me. “You’re a real slut, huh,” Karim says, and I moan, “Yeah, fuck me up!” between thrusts. The air’s thick, smells like sex, the heat in the apartment makes it all crazier. Toward the end, my hole’s so stretched that Malik and Sofiane decide to double-team me. “You good with that?” Malik asks. “Fuck yeah, tear me up!” I say, losing my mind. They slide in together, filling me like never before, their cocks rubbing inside me. I’m screaming, the pleasure’s insane, and they drill in sync, grunting like mad men.

They pull out and blow their loads all over my face, hot cum dripping down my cheeks and lips. I lick what I can, loving the salty taste. It’s late, like 3 a.m., so I crash there, my ass on fire. Morning comes, and I wake up to three hard cocks pressed against me. “Ready for round two, slut?” Karim laughs. I grin, already horny: “Bring it, men!”