7 comments/ 40459 views/ 12 favorites Smoke Gets in Her Eyes Ch. 01 By: BritishPete (This is an Interracial story. If this is likely to offend please do not read on. It is also a work of fiction and should not be considered as supporting or promoting the sexual activity that takes place. Finally any resemblance of the characters to real people is purely co-incidental.) * Alice looked out of the bedroom window not at her own garden but at the garden next door. She was looking specifically at the man smoking and was once again feeling the long suppressed desire to smoke again herself. Alice at smoked for just under a year when she was 15 and going through her rebellious phase. A girl called Charlotte (or Charlie as she had liked to be called) had started at Alice's school and they had quickly become friends much to the disappointment of Alice's parents. Charlie was a rebel and for a short time Alice had followed her, forgetting her Christian upbringing and indulging in typical teenage rebellion. It was Charlie who had got her to smoke, and Alice had loved it, a love she had never lost. She had stopped once Charlie had been thrown out of the school and moved away but the urge, the temptation had never left her. That was 9 years ago and Alice was a very different person. After Charlie had gone, she threw herself into her studies and to make up for the pain she had caused them she also started attending church again with her parents. Her excellent A Level results allowed her to go to university where she studied environmental geography. It was at university that she met her husband Jonathan, a man she loved passionately. He too had studied environmental geography and when they had graduated he had convinced her to take a year out working on an eco-project in South East Asia. When they had returned they had married and Jonathan got himself a job in the renewables arm of a major oil company. They had looked for a house together that would allow them to live as environmentally friendly as possible. Jonathan in particular had wanted a large garden that would allow them to grow their own food. Of course, houses with large gardens are not easy to come by and in order to get one they had to accept one downside with their new home. The house next door had been converted into two flats that were halfway homes for ex-offenders. The thought took her back to the man smoking. He was a tall black man, over 6ft Alice would have guessed. He was wearing shorts and a vest top that showed off his muscled and heavily tattooed arms. Eventually Alice looked back to her own garden. There was a small stone patio and a small lawn beyond which was a larger area that Jonathan intended to use for the growing of crops. Alice had argued that they needed to keep the small lawn as a place to entertain friends and for any children they might have to play on. Her job for the afternoon was to mow the lawn, a job she was not looking forward to as the only mower Jonathan would allow was one that you physically pushed. 'No need to use electricity and cause even more pollution' he had told when he had brought it home from a scrapyard. Jonathan had cleaned and oiled it and had shown her how to use it. Now she would have to do it without him to help. She changed into some cargo pants and a long sleeved t shirt and headed down to the garden. She dragged the heavy mower into position and started to push but the damn thing would not move. Again and again she tried to get the old mower moving but with no success. "Would you like a hand with that?" Alice looked up to see the man she had watched smoking stood at the fence between the two gardens. "No, I'm fine thanks." Alice knew this was a lie. She must have been trying for over five minutes. "Look lady, you ain't gonna move that old thing. Let me do it for you. We are neighbours after all." Alice thought about for a few moments and then smiling accepted the man's offer. "Thank you, I just can't get it to move." The man climbed the fence and strolled over to Alice and the mower. Alice stood to one side and watched as he pushed the mower which slowly began to move. Alice watched as he used his powerful arms and legs to mow the grass. After a few minutes, having mowed nearly half the grass he stopped. He pulled his vest top over his head, throwing it to one side. Alice could not help but admire the man's torso, which was as well muscled and defined as his arms. She found herself staring as over the following minutes he finished mowing the small lawn. By the time he finished the man was breathing heavily and had a fine film of sweat. Remembering her manners Alice quickly asked if she could get the man a cold drink. "Yes please," came the reply. Alice hurried to the kitchen and returned a few minutes later with two tall glasses of freshly made juice. The man had sat at the old table and chairs that Alice and Jonathan had picked up at a second hand store. Alice offered the man his drink and then sat in the other chair. "Thanks so much, sorry I didn't even ask your name." "Sam. Nice to meet you....." "Alice." For the next ten minutes they exchanged pleasantries, Alice letting Sam know a little about her and Jonathan's hopes for their new home. Alice explained how thanks to Jon's wage, she was able to work part-time for three mornings a week and volunteer for much of the rest of the week. Alice learned that Sam had been in prison for the last 12 years having originally been sent down for robbery but also having had his sentence extended due to a fight in prison that had left the other guy in hospital. Now 44, he had spent the last decade working out in the prison gym waiting to get out and start living again. "Thank you for the drink. Homemade is it?" "Yes," Alice replied. "Your husband is a lucky guy. Talented and beautiful." Alice blushed. "Mind you, if you were my girl I wouldn't let you dress so badly." "I beg your pardon," said Alice, more than a little taken aback. "If you were my girl," continued Sam, oblivious to Alice's response, "you would wear short skirts to show off those fine legs and a tight blouse or top so other guys could see what a fine pair of titties you have." "What I wear is none of your business." Sam continued regardless. "And I bet your underwear is just as bad, grey and shapeless. I'd make you wear little lacy black bras and panties, and stockings too." Alice could not believe the direction the conversation had taken and was more than a little embarrassed. "Well thank you again for your help but I need to make my husband's dinner," Alice said curtly. "Right you are," replied Sam. "I hope we can chat some more Alice." And with that he climbed the fence into his own garden and disappeared into his flat. Alice went indoors and went up to change before making a start on dinner. In the bedroom, Alice looked at herself in the mirror, Sam's words fresh in her mind. It was true that she did not take much care with her choice of clothes. Jonathan had made it clear he did not care for over-dressed girls and he had encouraged Alice to buy only environmentally and ethically sourced clothes. She pulled off her t-shirt and the cargo pants and stood in her underwear. Sam had been right about that too, her underwear was dull and practical. If she wanted, Alice certainly had the figure to dress far more sexily. Tall and willowy, Alice was nearly 5ft 8 with long slender legs. Her breasts were large but full and firm. When her hair was not tied back, the dark brown locks cascaded over her shoulders framing her pretty face. Alice had to admit that Sam's words had an effect on her and that she was strangely attracted to him. She forced the idea from her mind as she dressed and then set about making her husband's dinner. When Jonathan got home he called out to Alice. "Great news!" he proclaimed. "I've got that promotion." "That's great honey," Alice replied, full of pride. "There is one downside though honey." "What?" asked Alice nervously. "I have to work away for part of the week. You will be on your own on Wednesday evenings, is that ok?" "You know I'd rather have you here but if you need to be away, I'll just have to cope." Alice saw Jonathan beam as her took her in his arms. On Wednesday Alice was again in her garden, weeding the borders closest to the house. She had said goodbye to Jonathan that morning and knew she would not see him until the following evening. "You're doing a grand job." Alice looked up to see Sam stood at the fence smoking a roll-up cigarette. Sam picked up on this immediately. "Hey you want one?" Alice looked temptingly at the cigarette for a moment. She stood and shook her head. "You look like you do. You ever smoked?" "Yes. When I was 15. But I don't now." "You look like you need one and a drink too. Say, why don't you and your husband pop round tonight for a drink. It would be nice to get to know my new neighbours." "My husband works away on Wednesdays." Alice wondered why she had told Sam this. "Well how about you then? Better than staying in alone," Sam replied. "I don't think I should, I don't really know you." "Listen, the old guy from upstairs comes down, and two of my buddies will be there. You will be perfectly safe." Normally Alice would not have agreed even if her own mother was going to be there. But Alice did not feel normal. She felt increasingly drawn to Sam. "Well okay, maybe for just one drink." "Great, about eight sound good?" "Yes, great." Alice smiled wondering what she had let herself into. Alice struggled to find something to wear. A part of her brain wanted her to wear something sexy, remembering Sam's words from a few days before. Another part of her brain reminded her that she was married and that she should dress to reflect that. In the end she settled on an old sweat top that was tight enough to show off some of her curves, a pair of jeans and some old block heeled sandals that did help show off her legs. Grabbing a bottle of wine Alice headed next door, feeling more and more nervous. She crossed her own driveway, onto that of next door and arrived at Sam's front door. "Hi!" Sam answered the door wearing a pair of long shorts and a short sleeved shirt that he had not bothered to button up. "You look great." "Hello," answered a nervous Alice. "I brought some wine." "Great, come on in and meet the guys." Alice followed Sam into his flat and was led into the back room. "This is Al, he lives in the flat upstairs." Alice shook the hand of the man called Al. She would learn later that he was fifty nine. He too was black, not as tall as Sam, nor as well built. In fact he had quite a belly on him. Like Sam he was bald. "And these two dodgy looking guys are my best buddies Carl and Dean." Carl was as tall as Sam but much more slight with dreadlocks and a goatee beard and, again much to her embarrassment, very attractive. Dean was short, probably about 5ft 9 and very stocky with short hair. Like Sam, both guys were in the early forties. How, thought Alice, had she ended up as the only girl in a flat with 4 guys? Sam handed her a drink which she sipped at. It tasted delicious, full of lots of exotic fruits, especially pineapple and mango but she could also taste the alcohol, which she guessed correctly as rum. Several lengthy sips later Alice began to feel a little more relaxed as she exchanged pleasantries with Carl and Dean whilst Sam chatted with Al. She saw Sam light one of his trade mark roll ups, quickly followed by the three other guys. "Want one?" asked Carl? "She don't smoke man," said Sam. "Actually," mumbled Alice, "I think I will have one." Alice surprised herself as she said the words. She blamed the rum punch as she took the cigarette handed to her by Carl. She drew in her first taste or nine years and it tasted good, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the sensation. "Wow girl, you look like you been waiting for that for a lifetime." The next two hours passed in a blur as Alice drank and smoked more than she had for years. Al had fallen asleep in his chair whilst Carl danced on his own to some loud dance music. Alice had been aware of the conversation becoming more risky, more sexual. She had been unable to avoid overhearing Dean asking Sam if he'd managed to get any 'pussy' since he had got out. The word shocked and thrilled Alice equally. "If I remember right bro, you particularly like white pussy Sam? You got any or you hoping to fuck missy here?" Alice suddenly felt nervous and vulnerable again. "I think you've had a bit too much to drink man," replied Sam, "and I probably need to get our guest home before you get carried away." "Pity bro, I'd love to see her ass and titties." "Not tonight Dean." Turning to Alice Sam said "you ready to go?" "Oh yes, thank you." 'Not tonight.' What did Sam mean by that thought Alice. She headed for the door, suddenly aware that all the drink had made her a little unsteady on her feet. He stumbled and would have fallen if Sam hadn't put his arm out to catch her. As he did, his arm wrapped around her and his hand closed, only for a moment, firmly on her breast. Alice regained her balance and Sam let her go. "Thank you," said Alice, blushing. As Sam walked her to the door he placed his hand lightly oh Alice's ass. She knew she should have said something, but she seemed unable to find the right words. "Well Alice, here you are, thanks for coming over, we'll have to do this again next week." "Yes," slurred Alice "and thank you Sam." When Alice closed the door her heart was pounding. She made her way straight to bed. She quickly stripped off her clothes. Normally she wore pyjamas but she felt too light headed to put them on and climbed naked into bed. As she lay there the events of the night ran round her mind. Dean's crude words, Sam's hands on her 'ass' and 'titties.' Unconsciously , her hand slid down between her legs. Alice had learned to touch herself when she was 15. Charlie had introduced her to a boy called Matt, the first boy she had kissed. Matt had wanted much more than kisses though. He had played with her breasts and finally had got Alice to open her legs. His fingers had brought Alice to her first orgasm as her own hand had been wrapped around Matt's cock. When Matt had tried to actually had sex with her, Alice had panicked and ran, an act that had led to Charlie 'disowning' Alice. They never spoke again. Alice had not forgotten what Matt's fingers had done for her and in what she believed were her weak moments she had touched herself, remembering Matt's fingers inside her. But this time it was not a 16 year old boy she was thinking of. It was Sam, and too her shame, Carl and Dean also. She slid a finger inside herself, using her thumb to stroke her clit. She came more quickly and more intensely than she ever had. Alice fell asleep very quickly but her sleep was troubled by dreams of Sam and Carl and Dean and even Al. Over the following week Alice brought herself to orgasm everyday, playing with herself whilst thinking of the Wednesday evening she had spent with Sam and his friends. Most shamefully for Alice she had also thought of Sam when Jonathan had made love to her, cumming at the mere idea of being with Sam. As Wednesday got nearer, Alice became more agitated and more excited at the thought of another evening with Sam and his friends. Early on the Wednesday morning Alice was making Jonathan's breakfast as he got ready for his two days working away. "Got any plans for today my love?" asked Jonathan. "Errrrr....I'm not sure. Perhaps working in the garden." "You've worked in that garden, or in the house everyday since we moved in Alice. Have a day off. Go shopping, it will be my treat." "Well I probably could do with a new dress." "There you go." Jonathan kissed his wife goodbye, leaving Alice to contemplate a day of shopping. An hour later, Alice headed out of the house. As she walked down her driveway she noticed Sam, stood in his driveway. "Hi Alice, off somewhere nice?" "Yes, I'm going into town shopping, to get a new dress." "Hold on a second," said Sam as he walked over pulling something from his jacket pocket. "Take this, buy yourself some sexy underwear too." He thrust a small bunch of notes into her hand. "I couldn't possibly take this," replied Alice. But Sam had already turned and was walking back to his front door. Alice stood there for a moment before heading off into town. 'I'll give him is money back later' she thought to herself. Alice wandered around the shops looking at dresses before picking one in the local department store. A floral print, with buttons all the way down the front, the dress had a shirt collar. She tried it on, looking at herself in the mirror. It was a little short, but that combined with the block heeled sandals certainly showed off her legs. The tight waist also emphasized the large nature of her breasts. It was by far the sexiest dress she had worn for many years. She headed for the tills to pay, walking through the lingerie section of the store. Alice stopped at the sight of a pair on mannequins. One wore a lacy white bra with matching thong panties, with a white suspender belt and white seamed stockings. Sam's words from the garden rushed into her mind. 'This is what he meant' Alice thought. The other mannequin wore the identical set in black. "Tempted madam?" A store assistant's voice brought Alice out of her trance. "We're doing a special offer madam, buy the white set and you get the black set half price. That's only £45 all in." "£45?" "Yes madam." For Alice it felt like fate. Sam had given her almost exactly the right money. Ten minutes later she left the shop, in her bag the dress and the underwear. She walked home, her stomach in knots. Why had she bought the underwear? Would Sam want to see it? Could she wear it tonight? Arriving home, Alice rushed upstairs to try the underwear on. In few minutes she stood in front of the mirror in the white set. Sexy or tarty or both? Alice could not work it out. She realised she would have to do her bikini line if she was to wear the panties tonight. Her whole body tingled and she quickly found her hands slipping inside her panties and touching her now very wet pussy. In moments she was cumming. Just before eight, Alice buttoned her dress, covering the sexy white underwear she had bought earlier in the day. Picking up the obligatory bottle of wine, she headed out of her door and over to Sam's front door. She knocked nervously. A few moments later, Sam opened the door. "Wow!"" exclaimed Sam, "you look stunning." Alice blushed, "Thank you, may I come in?" "Of course." Alice followed Sam into his flat and into the back room. Carl and Dean were there but there was no sign of Al. "You looking mighty fine Alice," said Carl. "Damn right," echoed Dean. "You look ripe for plucking girl." Alice blushed again, accepting a drink and a smoke from Sam. She took a long drag, inhaling deeply. She suspected as she had done last week that some of these roll ups had a little weed in them. It didn't stop her taking several more deep drags. For the next hour, Alice chatted with Sam and Carl, her drink being topped up regularly. "Let's watch a movie," announced Dean. "Great idea," said Sam, taking a seat on one of the 2 sofas in the room. "Alice, come and sit next to me." Alice walked, a little unsteadily and sat next to Sam. He immediately placed his hand on Alice's thigh. Alice tried to say something but again couldn't find the right words. Carl sat on the sofa opposite as Dean inserted the film. From the dodgy soundtrack and the even dodgier acting Alice guessed that this was no ordinary film. She'd watched a porno film many years before with Charlie but what immediately struck Alice about this one was the fact that all the males were black and the one female actress was white. She watched, transfixed as the men on the film stripped off. Unsurprisingly they had wonderful physiques but Alice was not looking at their chests. Instead she looked at the erect cocks, so thick, so long, so black. The men in the film quickly stripped the white girl naked. She sat, struggling to cope with the fact that she was watching porn with 3 men she barely knew, as the girl in the film took each of them in her mouth. Alice watched as the girl used her tongue on the stiff cocks. Her attention on the film was finally broken when she heard a zipper being undone. She looked over to see Dean releasing his large black cock from his shorts. Carl quickly followed suit, the two men stroking their rigid cocks as they watched the film. Alice looked back at the TV, the girl was now on her knees, sucking one of the men as another took her from behind. Alice felt herself getting very wet. Part of her brain was screaming for her to leave but she seemed incapable of moving. A second girl appeared in the movie, wearing stockings and lacy underwear. Smoke Gets in Her Eyes Ch. 01 "Now that's what I think all girls should wear," said Sam, jumping to his feet. "Damn right," said Carl. Sam turned to Alice, holding out his hand. "Come here Alice." Alice took his hand and was pulled to her feet and found herself facing Carl and Dean who both continued to stroke their big cocks, whilst Sam stood behind her. "Now I wonder what kinda underwear Alice is wearing tonight?" asked Sam. Alice stood, paralysed, arms hanging limp by her sides as Sam reached around her and started to undo the buttons of her dress. Carl and Dean watched as Sam undid more and more buttons, whistling as first her bra, then her panties and finally her stocking tops were revealed. Alice felt Sam ease the dress off her shoulders and then felt it fall to the floor behind her. "Well, well. Who would have thought it. Alice does have some sexy underwear." Sam didn't stop with dress, Alice felt him release the clip of her bra which he then eased off. "Damn fine titties Alice," said Dean, looking lustfully at the half naked girl. Sam knelt behind Alice, reached for the waistband of her panties and slowly eased them down. Alice closed her eyes, struggling to take in what was happening. She could feel how wet she had become, her legs quivered and heart was pounding. When she opened her eyes she saw that both Carl and Dean had stood and were stripping off their clothes, their large cocks bobbing in front of them. Sam lifted first one foot and then the other as he took her panties off. Alice gasped as first Dean, and then Carl, reached for and gently squeezed one of her breasts. Her nipples responded becoming more erect than Alice could remember. Carl leant forward and flicked his tongue over one of her nipples. "Aaaarrgghhhhh," moaned Alice. As Carl licked and sucked one of her breasts, Dean slid his hand between her legs and slid one of his thick fingers into her wet pussy. Alice moaned again. "The slut is soaking," Dean said. "Good," replied Sam. "Move into her position." Alice looked to her left to see a now naked Sam laying on his back next to her, his magnificent cock standing proud. Carl and Dean then moved her until she was standing astride Sam facing him. Slowly they forced her to lower herself until her pussy was inches above Sam's erect cock. "Guide it in," Sam ordered. Alice submissively obeyed. Taking hold of his cock, feeling its thickness she placed it at the entry to her pussy. She then slowly lowered herself, feeling herself penetrated by Sam. This was only the second cock she had had in her she thought, the other being her husband's. Husband thought Alice. I'm married and yet here I am letting another man have me, fuck me whilst his friends watched. But she could not stop. Her body wanted this too much. Sam's cock was filling her in a way she had never been filled before, giving her sensations she had never felt before. She heard herself moaning, something she never did with Jonathan. Still Sam was not fully inside her. She finally felt his balls and realised that she was fully penetrated by Sam's cock. Kneeling now astride Sam, Alice slowly began to ride his cock. She looked at Sam who was lustfully staring at her. "You like this baby?" he asked. "Oh yes," whimpered Alice. Sam took hold of her waist and began to quicken the rate at which his cock pounded into her. Although he had been fucking her for only a few moments Alice knew that she was going to cum. After only a few more strokes Alice was gasping and moaning as an orgasm shook her body. She heard Carl and Dean laughing whilst Sam continued to pound into her. Alice would have collapsed but Sam's strong arms supported her, still moving her up and down on his hard cock. "That slut has probably waited all her life to cum like that," Alice heard Dean say. The word 'slut' bounced round her brain. She should have been offended, angry, upset but somehow being talked about like that merely excited her more. She realised that this was more that a physical experience it was a mental one too. During sex with Jonathan she would close her eyes but here her eyes were open taking in the scene, watching Carl and Dean now seated again, stroking their cocks as they watched her, Alice, get fucked by their mate. Sam was really fucking her now, pounding into her, knocking the breath out of her and she realised that she would cum again. "You ready for my cum baby?" Sam asked. "Oh yes." "Ask for it Alice." "Please Sam, please cum in me." Alice felt another orgasm sweep over her as Sam erupted deep inside her. Stroke after stroke forced his seed deep inside her. Alice collapsed onto Sam's chest, breathing fast. "Did you like that Alice?" Sam whispered "Yes Sam." "Will you do something for me know Alice?" "Yes, anything Sam." "Crawl over and suck Carl's cock." Alice could not believe Sam's request. "But I...I don't know how to." "Just like you saw the girl in the video Alice. go on now, go and suck that big black cock!" Alice eased herself of Sam's semi erect cock, feeling his cum leak from her pussy down her thighs. Slowly, disbelieving, Alice crawled across the carpet on all fours towards Carl. The two seated men enjoyed the spectacle, Alice crawling wearing just her stockings, suspenders and heels. Alice kept her eyes firmly fixed on Carl's cock. After a few moments she was kneeling between his legs, her face inches from his hard, black cock. Remembering the video she leant forward and licked his shaft with her tongue. "Nice Alice," she heard Carl say. "Lick my balls." Alice obediently flicked her tongue over his large balls. She licked the shaft again, moving up and closer to the swollen head. Eventually she licked that too, drawing moans of pleasure from Carl. "Take it in your mouth Alice, suck that big cock." Alice did just that letting his cock slide into her mouth. Unlike the few occasions she had done this with Jonathan, her mouth was completely filled, her jaw fully open. She used her tongue as best she could as the head of Carl's cock filled her mouth. Suddenly she was aware of hands on her hips. She turned to look, Carl's cock sliding from her mouth and she saw Dean kneeling behind her. "Hey girl, I never told you to stop sucking," Carl said angrily. Taking hold of her face he guided her mouth back to his cock and Alice continued where she had left off realising that there was nothing she could do about whatever Dean was doing behind her. "Play with my balls slut," ordered Carl. As Alice propped herself up with her left hand she used her right to caress and gently squeeze Carl's large balls. Dean had by now parted her legs and arched her back, forcing her ass up and Alice knew that he too was going to fuck her too. Like the girl in the video she would be 'roasted', forced to suck one cock whilst another took her from behind. As she continued to suck Carl's cock she felt Dean place his cock as the entrance to her pussy. With a firm push he forced his cock all the way in, Alice's moan muffled by the cock in her mouth. She felt Dean pound away in her pussy, listened to Carl moan his approval as she sucked his cock as her own body and mind were overwhelmed at what was happening to her, triggering another orgasm. "You make sure you swallow all my cum Alice, understand?" barked Carl as he neared his own orgasm. Alice managed a weak nod as his cock throbbed in her mouth. Dean had increased the speed at which he was fucking her and from his short breaths she guessed he too would soon be cumming. "Here it comes slut. Yesssss." Carl bucked his hips as his cock jerked and hot cum filled Alice's mouth and throat. As she swallowed she heard Dean call out and then felt him cumming inside her. After dumping what seemed like gallons of cum in her pussy and her stomach the two men finally, slowly pulled their cocks from her and Alice flopped to the floor. She could feel Dean's seed leaking from her, mingling with that of Sam's. Some of Carl's cum was on her chin. The three men stood over her and she knew that she looked like a whore and she wondered what more there was to come. She lay on the floor, slowly regaining her breath, watching them as they lit joints and smoked them. "Well there's only one thing left," she heard Sam say. "But let's have a few minutes rest before we do her again. Ok fellas?" "Sounds good," replied Carl. "We can watch the rest of the film." Alice lay on the floor, her mind racing as the three men sat and resumed watching the floor. She could barely contain how turned on she was thinking about what had just happened to her and could not believe the intensity of the orgasms she had experienced. Her legs tingled and her mind raced as she wondered what the 'one' thing left was. Alice was not sure how much time had passed when the attention of the three black men again turned to her. "Ok Alice," said Sam. "You've fucked me and Dean but not Carl. Ask nicely for Carl to fuck you." Alice looked first Sam and then at Carl. She knew she wanted more and her response was almost immediate. "Please Carl, will you fuck me?" "Well as you have asked so nicely," replied Carl. He lay on the floor and indicated for Alice to straddle him. His cock was hard again and Alice's heart quickened again at the thought of having it inside her. She quickly knelt astride him and guided his cock into her aching pussy, letting out another moan as she did so. "Good girl Alice," said Sam. "Now, ask Dean if you can suck his cock." Alice, despite the fact she did not find Dean very attractive, again responded quickly. "Please Dean, may I suck your cock?" "Yes Alice, you may suck my black cock." Alice leaned forward as Carl slowly slid his cock in and out of her and opened her mouth for the now kneeling Dean. He slid his cock into her mouth and she let it slide deep into her mouth. "Good." Sam sounded thrilled that Alice was fucking his two friends. "Now for me." Sam knelt behind her and she felt his hands on her ass cheeks. He eased them apart and then slowly pushed a finger into her ass. The sensation sent shockwaves through Alice. Sam slowly started to fuck her ass with his finger, feeling her ass loosen . The sensation was too much Alice and she came but her moans were again muffled by the cock in her mouth. After a few minutes Sam pulled his finger out, changed his position slightly and placed his cock at the entrance to Alice's ass. Slowly he pushed his cock into her, feeling her ass muscles slowly give way. Another muffled moan was heard as Alice felt Sam's cock slide into her ass. "Mmmmmm. You like that slut?" asked Sam. Alice was unable to answer but her mind was screaming yes. She had never felt so taken, so owned. The three men began to fuck each of Alice's holes and to her shame she loved it. Carl squeezed her nipples hard as he fucked her pussy ad Dean held her hair and forced her head back and forth onto his cock. Sam spanked her ass a few times as he fucked her tight hole. She wondered who would cum first and was surprised when Dean released her hair and pulled his cock from her mouth. She realised what he intended to do and closed her eyes just in time as Dean fired cum over her face. "Oh yeah!" he exclaimed as he milked his cock, forcing the final few spurts over her cum covered face. "Now you look the part slut." She then felt Sam explode in her ass and a few moments after Carl released his cum inside her. The only sound for a few moments was the heavy breathing of everyone in the room. Then Sam pulled his cock out of her ass with a plopping sound and finally Carl pushed Alice off him to one side. Alice again found herself lying on the floor as cum dribbled from her well fucked holes. In the time that had passed that evening Alice realised that everything had changed. Her body had clearly shown it loved being used this way and she knew she could not go back to Jonathan and be satisfied. She saw Carl and Dean dressing and realised that they were leaving. "Get up Alice, and kiss our guests good night," demanded Sam. Alice stood and the men in turn took her in their arms, forcing their tongues into her mouth and crudely feeling her ass. "Good night Alice, I'm already looking forward to fucking you again," remarked Carl as he headed for the door. Alice blushed knowing that she wanted to experience Carl again. "Yeah, next time I'm gonna have your ass too," said Dean as he followed his friend out. With his friends gone Sam finally turned to Alice. "Well my beautiful slut of a neighbour. I guess I'd better get you home." He picked up Alice's bra and panties, and then her dress but handed over only the dress. "Don't bother with the buttons Alice," he ordered. "You acted like a whore, I think it's only fair that you dress like one." Alice pulled the dress on, leaving the front open, her breasts and pussy clearly on show. He led her to the door and out onto the driveway, his hand now caressing her ass. Alice was relieved no one was around as he walked her the short distance to her own front door. "Thank you Alice for a lovely evening. I'm looking forward to having you again and again." Sam was cruelly smiling as he made it clear he intended to fuck her many more times. Alice was equally thrilled and horrified at the idea. She watched as he turned and walked away and she wondered to herself what other depravities her black neighbour would lead her into.